Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 248: Lian Yanyun accepts the first.
Chapter 248 practicing Yanyun injured the underworld man acting prestige
I was tired from crying, and I was a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was noon. The quilt beside her was cold. Bai Yinyi had already got up. She was sitting in front of the dressing table and found that her eyes were red. The red swollen is as big as a walnut.
She washed up, and happened to see Bai Yinyi coming in with a bowl of hot porridge, as well as a few snacks and side dishes.
"I think you should almost wake up too." Bai Yinyi put the food on the table.
"I..." He stroked Fu'anlan's walnut eyes with endless regret, thinking that she was crying in her dream yesterday because of him.
Anlan put his hand on his lips: "I want to listen to the piano."
She knows that her husband’s thoughts are only hidden in her heart, and some things don’t have to be said.
Bai Yinyi took out the piano, fiddled with his fingers, his feelings conveyed along with the notes. The sunlight came through the window and shone on his long snow-white hair because of her **** turned white hair. She laughed, took a sniff, smelled of sunshine, smelled of him, and smelled of love.
Bi Anlan picked up the tableware and ate it. After crying for so long yesterday, she was indeed a little hungry.
"Did you do it?"
Bai Yinyi nodded.
"The craftsmanship is good, you can do it later."
Bai Yinyi knocked on her forehead, and this ghost girl would climb the pole.
"You don't want to eat?" An Lan saw that Bai Yinyi was only looking at herself but did not add any dishes, she put a snack in her mouth.
"I have eaten it." Although Bai Yinyi had eaten it, he still bit the snack in his mouth.
After An Lan finished eating and Bai Yinyi finished packing, he sat in the backyard to practice, and did not go back to the room to rest until late at night. Bai Yinyi practiced very hard, but he still spared his time to help An Lan.
An Lan sometimes practices with him, sometimes just sits there and looks at him quietly.
Lian Yanyun, who visited Songhe Valley at night, knocked on Anlan's door with a wound on the second day of his life. Lian Yanyun's face was pale, the blood stains on the white skirt had turned black, and there were many wounds crisscrossed, shocking.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't worry, I've thrown people away." Lian Yanyun squeezed these words from between his teeth, and couldn't hold it anymore and fell down. An Lan quickly helped her into the house and closed the doors and windows.
An Lan carried her to the bed. Because the wound and the clothes were stuck together, An Lan carefully cut the clothes with scissors. When she saw her wound, she couldn't help but breathe in.
The wound was much deeper than she thought, and even the deep bones underneath were exposed. There is also a black palm print on the chest, the palm print is entwined with black qi, and the black qi converges to form a dry bone.
This dry bone opened his mouth, bit by bite into the power of Yunyun's soul, and chewed it up. With each bite, the spiritual platform of Yanyun was darkened, and the dry bone was solidified.
"Not good." Sooner or later, I will be eaten by dead bones if I continue to practice.
Anlan also didn't care about cleaning Yanyun's wounds. She didn't know what kind of wicked hand and didn't dare to act rashly. First input a trace of spiritual energy into Yanyun's body, and listen to its reality.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she typed in, the black air rushed towards her, entangled her, and slipped into her body.
"Good come." An Lan sneered, spinning, white mist and ice flames greeted the black gas. The black energy couldn't stand the burning of the white mist and ice flames, and screamed and slipped back.
Anlan pursued with the momentum, the white mist and ice flames entered the smoke cloud body, clearing the black qi in her veins. Only after this investigation, she found that the black qi had already taken root in her odd meridians, eight channels and internal organs. , If they are not driven out again, they are in danger.
, Bai Wu Bingyan is a high-level different fire. The black qi was still stubborn to resist at first, but later discovered that it was not Bai Wu Bingyan's opponent, and quickly shrank and gathered in her chest.
The black qi was turned into flesh and blood on the dead bone, and the dead bone instantly became a Taoist man in a black robe. The Taoist was about thirty years old, with his hands fingered, his eyes closed lightly, and a compassionate man. Demeanor.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and An Lan only felt that the world was spinning, she stabilized her mind, but found that there was already another scene in front of her. She seemed to be in a cave surrounded by walls. There was no light and darkness. There was only a black-clothed Taoist sitting there, her black eyes shining brightly.
"Man is a boat, wandering in the bitter sea all day long, the past is illusory, only death is real and eternal. Girl, today I will ferry you to the shore." After speaking, it became a vast ocean, and the blue was in one. The boat was swayed by wind and rain, and scenes of misery in life appeared in front of her. She slowly walked towards the bow of the boat and saw that she was about to walk into the sea. She suddenly stopped. At this time, she was already sweating behind her back.
She had the idea of jumping out of the sea just now.
"I pooh!" An Lan took a deep breath and opened her mouth to drink. This drink set off layers of waves, sound waves exploded in the air, the space was distorted, and then An Lan returned to the dark cave.
The Taoist stood up slowly: "Why don't you be so confused? In that case, I will send you on the road personally!"
The Taoist who was originally compassionate and compassionate, at this time, his body was full of killing air. This killing air was raging in the cave, blowing patches of sparks, the whole cave was crumbling, and a terrible breath pressed on An Lan. She *** * Bend, almost kneel down.
The Taoist pressed it with one palm, but with a simple palm with the power of ruining the world, Anlan and the three swords united to meet that palm, but when they reached the edge, they were shattered.
An Lan was terrified. I didn't expect the power of this man to be so overbearing. She did everything she could to beat him with a single palm. After exhaustion, An Lan hurriedly made two more moves, just to block the offensive and win some time for her.
The more the crisis, the calmer An Lan's mind is, and the faster he turns.
The Taoist cannot take her into the cave in an instant, so there is only one possibility, that the Taoist transformed by the black energy will attack her consciousness.
As long as she is firm and strong enough, she won’t be influenced by him.
An Lan gave a chuckle, and her body flicked into a white ice phoenix. A white flame was burning on the ice phoenix. The flame did not have the slightest temperature, but the place it passed was blackened.
Bingfeng let out a phoenix chant, and rushed towards the black palm in a fearless posture.
bang!
The cave shattered and shattered one by one, and after it broke, it was dark all around. The man retracted his palm and looked at An Lan. Although his expression was calm, his eyes couldn't conceal the horror.
"Haha." Suddenly the Taoist laughed, and An Lan's entire space was distorted, forming a huge vortex, trying to **** her in and crush her into powder.
"It's not that easy!" An Lan turned into a sea of clouds, and lightning struck the vortex.
"Haha." The Taoist laughed louder, and laughed at any time. The spiritual power of the man was constantly increasing. The suction power of the vortex was getting stronger and stronger. With the palm of the Taoist, Yunhai instantly lost his resistance.
"Not good!" An Lan turned into an ice phoenix and tried to get away, but it was too late. He was about to be sucked into his palm when he saw it, and a drink came from the void.
"Hermon!" The evil sword of death burst out of the air, slashing towards the Taoist. Such a powerful Taoist is inferior to the power of the sword of Zhu Xie, but the smile before dissipating makes An Lan feel frightened for no reason.
When the Taoist died, Hei Qi was drawn into the evil sword, Anlan's divine consciousness returned to her body, she was still in the room as expected.
Only then did she realize that her back had long been soaked with sweat, and it was cold for no reason on the heavy night of the night.
Who is that Taoist? It's just a ray of divine thought left on Lian Yanyun's body, so powerful.
The black energy on Yanyun's chest has completely disappeared, leaving only a purple palm print. An Lan looked at her with a wry smile. He thought it was a help, but he didn't expect to provoke an annoyance.
What could happen?
An Lan poked Lian Yunyun’s wound, and she smoked while she was asleep, her face sweaty. An Lan poked again, but she couldn't bear it for the third time, and shook her head to wipe the wound for her.
"Girl, you better remember the love of sister."
wiped her wounds and put medicine on her, An Lan found another piece of her own clothes for her to change, and when she finished all these, the sky was already vomiting white. An Lan returned to the bedroom but found that Bai Yinyi was still asleep, sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and opened her eyes when she entered the door.
"Why don't you sleep?" An Lan asked him.
"Waiting for you." Seeing her look tired, Bai Yinyi got up and picked her up behind the screen. There is a bucket of hot water in the tub behind the screen. He put her in the bucket, and she relaxed and fell asleep unknowingly.
The next day An Lan woke up at dusk, and the voice of Bai Yinyi practicing sword turned around. She went to the guest room to watch the smoke and clouds and found that she was still in a coma, but her expression was much better than last night, and her face was also It's bloody.
"Don't you ask me?" Lian Yanyun sat up from the bed and took the medicine An Lan handed over. She woke up for two days but An Lan never asked her the reason for her injury.
"You can leave it alone."
Yanyun drank the medicine and smiled embarrassedly: "Am I afraid of hurting you?"
"After the horse, it's too late." An Lan told her about the black-clothed Daoist she had to treat her wounds. An Lan is good at eloquence, and deliberately exaggerating is even more dangerous and thrilling~IndoMTL.com~An Lan While talking while observing Lian Yanyun's look, her guilt didn't seem to be a fake.
"It's me Meng Lang, thinking that he can be taken with the help of'refining the demon', but my father's wish, I didn't expect his cultivation base to copy my father's estimate." Lian Yanyun lowered his head and looked sullen.
"Who is he?"
"The ancestor of Songhegu, practice demon."
An Lan opened his mouth. Didn't Bai Yinyi say that the head of the surname Lian disappeared afterwards? It seems that what is recorded in the book is not entirely believed.
"Who are you again?"
Practicing Yanyun smiled bitterly: "It’s right now, it’s OK to tell you."
"I am Yanyun Lianyun, the only orthodox heir of Songhe Valley, and the devil who practiced is also my dad."
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I wrote and fell asleep yesterday, haha... (You are still embarrassed to laugh
What, continue today.
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ISBN 1874276.
Introduction:
Heroes don’t ask where they come from. We should think about the reasons behind our wealth.
a well-known family, four generations and three males, once the family was defeated, but also ended up in a tree collapsed and scattered.
Modern white-collar workers travel through to become an ancient girl, with the honor of the former Miss Houfu, but they can only work hard to make a living among the canopy doors and alleys. I am a daughter of the Golden Horse and Golden Horse in Yutang, and she has fallen into the street today, and let you deceive me and humiliate me and laugh at me, despise me and despise me. After a few years, you will see me again!
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