"Yan Lan of Wuzhou is so brave. He is the demonic spirit child in Qinglongzhou!"

"If you can save people under the demon wise spirit child, the millions of monks present are afraid that they can only achieve the number of five fingers."

"The mysterious method of Yao Zhiling Tong's solidification of time and space is really weird and almost unbreakable. I don't know what magic trick Yan Lan used to save Yan Yunhua!"

"What is the relationship between Yan Lan and Yan Yunhua?"

"Being able to rescue them in this situation means that they have a good relationship, but why did I never hear about it before?"

"If this happens, I don't know if the rules are violated, and I don't know what Mr. Zhu will do about it?"

“…”

The cultivators talked softly, and few people spoke loudly.

After all, that is the demonic spirit child in Qinglongzhou, and behind it is the Lord of Qinglongzhou.

In the four corner pavilion of Qinglongzhou, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe stood up and glared at Yan Lan. Then, he looked at Mu Chengxue, who was the most identifiable person here.

Mu Chengxue was talking, even if he was the Lord of Qinglongzhou, he would not speak without authorization.

The higher the status, the bigger the occasion, and you need to be more cautious when speaking.

At this moment, the elder She Wusheng of the Alliance Pavilion suddenly stood up with his eyes solemn, and he couldn't understand why Yan Lan took action at this moment.

The old master Lian Wu Tian of Dan League Pavilion was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "I thought this son was a wise man, but I didn't expect that he was a reckless man. Even if he had a good personal relationship with Yan Yunhua, he would be unwise when he was in a slight move."

Jian Feixian nodded and said, "Haha, what Wu Tiange said is very true. This is unwise and unwise!"

The master Guan Tianyingkui raised his fangs and said with a slight smile: "What a Yan Lan, he actually committed suicide. This time he set a precedent for intervention and expelling the list is considered light. I really don't know what kind of punishment he will be. I'm looking forward to it."

Mingxian, the imperial palace, looked cold and his mouth moved slightly, as if he was gloating.

Wan Huichou, vice president of Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, leaned against his body and stared at Yan Lan with a smile. Wanshijin was his biological son and his only pearl in his hand. A few days ago, Wanshijin complained about the bullying of Yan Lan, but because Wang Zhan was about to make any big moves.

After passing through the Four Corner Pavilion in Wuzhou, the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing, and most people frowned and remained silent.

Lu Sheng clenched his fists and looked anxious.

Wuse was staring at the scroll on Yan Lan’s left hand, thinking about something.

Mu Huazhang's mind became nervous. If Yan Lan was removed from the list, the hope he placed on Yan Lan would be a little farther away.

The Buzhen Immortal raised his eyebrows and comforted him: "Don't be surprised. Yan Lan is not a reckless man. He must have his own reason for doing this."

The barefoot old ghost and others nodded, looking forward to it.

At this moment, Yan Lan let go of Yanyun Painting and stared at the nameless painting scroll.

Mu Chengxue noticed that the atmosphere was different, coughed lightly, stepped into the battle world slowly, and asked Leng Su: "Yan Lan, why did you get into a single move? Do you know that this is a serious violation of the rules."

Yan Lan exhaled and threw the nameless scroll to Yanyunhua. Chaomu Chengxue bowed and said, "Sorry, I am really reckless, but I have to do it."

Mu Chengxue asked coldly, "What's your last resort? Even if Yan Yunhua is your close friend, you can only stand by and watch. In the Wang Zhan, life and death are not up to you, don't you know?"

Yan Lan said: "No, I don't know Yan Yunhua..."

Hearing Yan Lan say this, there were bursts of shock and suspicion all around him.

Mu Chengxue also had a slightly frown, which was quite puzzled.

Yan Yunhua was even more shocked. He had encountered this time when he encountered the feeling of escaping from death. At this time, he looked at Yan Lan and tightened the nameless painting scroll in his hand.

His first feeling was that Yan Lan wanted to steal his scroll, but Yan Lan returned it to him immediately, which made him very puzzled by Yan Lan's actions.

Yan Lan continued: "Although I don't know the painting of smoke and clouds, I know the treasure in his hand, that is, the scroll of painting."

Yan Yunhua looked shocked and his eyes quickly turned to the nameless painting scroll. The origin of this painting is very mysterious. Even if outsiders know it, they only know the superficial or some illusory rumors. Few people know the true origin of this painting.

As a man passing through Wuzhou, Yan Lan is tens of thousands of miles away from Yangluzhou. How could he know this painting?

The Lord of Yangluzhou and the head of Chongyang were both slightly shocked, but they did not expect that Yan Lan had made a move because of this painting.

The cultivators turned their eyes to the nameless painting scroll. They wanted to know what kind of secrets hidden in this painting scroll.

Mu Chengxue raised her eyebrows faintly and said curiously: "What's strange about this painting?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said seriously: "The original owner of this painting is an old friend of the younger generation. I originally thought that the old friend was not there, and the scroll of the painting was also destroyed in the world. But I didn't expect that I could see it again today. In amazement, I couldn't bear to see Yan Yunhua die tragically and bring the mystery of the origin of this painting to the grave. That old friend is very important to me. Even if I lose the qualification of Wang Zhan, I don't want to cut off all the information about the old friend."

Yan Lan knew that at this moment, hiding it would appear abnormal. It would be better to be straightforward, true, false, false, and true, and no one would hear anything useful.

"Oh? So that's it. But it's not suitable to deal with your private affairs at this time. You have seriously violated the rules, but Wang Zhan has no similar precedent in history, so there is no clear punishment method..."

Mu Chengxue looked around, as if she was expecting what the cultivators thought.

The mature and ethical Mu Chengxue will never make a strong decision at this time. After all, he vaguely saw that Yan Lan was not a thing in the pool, and the future of the demon-wise spirit child is even more immeasurable, and it seems unwise to offend anyone.

At this moment, the cultivators were silent. Whoever spoke was the first to be the first to be shot.

The atmosphere seemed particularly depressing.

The barefoot old ghost gritted his teeth, stood up and bowed, "My elder brother Zhu, fellow Taoists, I am Yan Lan's master. If your disciple makes mistakes, the master is also responsible. Yan Lan is still young, and the young man is full of energy, and sometimes he will inevitably be impulsive. I hope Mr. Zhu can be kind and kind to demonstrate the benevolence of the imperial country."

The ban on life and attacked the destruction also bowed: "As the lord of Jingwuzhou, I have half of Yan Lan's mistakes."

"snort……"

The Lord of Qinglongzhou shook his sleeves and said angrily: "Do you fellow Taoists in Wuzhou should not be in a hurry to take responsibility. If you say this responsibility to the top, you may not be able to bear it. However, we are all outsiders, so let's follow the opinions of the insiders. Lingtong, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!