Yan Lan stood at the top of Liuxian Peak, looking at the horizon, feeling lost.

In the past, everything was helped by Viagra, and Yan Lan was used to Viagra.

Now that Wuse has left, Yan Lan suddenly felt that the entire Liuxian Town seemed particularly quiet, like a lonely watchman, lying on this land in peace.

I have such a close friend in my life, and I have no regrets!

Yan Lan took a deep breath and smiled and said to herself, "As long as you are alive, you can meet each other. Brother Wuse, please take care of yourself!"

After becoming the leader of Jingwuzhou, Yan Lan did not become busy.

The Lord of a State is the supreme leader of each state. Except for the major matters related to the lifeline of a state and the need to ask the Lord of the State, the rest of the complicated matters have been arranged by many state elders to solve.

Each state has a complete operating mechanism and has been operating for a long time, so it does not require too much interference from the state owner.

Yan Lan overlooks Liuxian Town. Now Liuxian Town Exhibition is also full of prosperity, with seekers, allies, traders... coming in a row, and endlessly.

Liuxian Town doesn’t need Yan Lan to intervene too much.

Yan Lan stood quietly for a long time, and he stopped standing until Zi Yi flew to Liuxian Pavilion.

Zi Yi smiled and said, "Brother, why do you look different today from the past? Are you not used to being the lord of a state?"

Yan Lan turned her head, and Zi Yi smiled like a flower.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Yes, I'm a little unaccustomed!"

Yan Lan did not say that Wuse had left because this fact would make many people feel sad inexplicably.

Zi Yi grabbed Yan Lan's arm and pursed her lips and said, "Brother, I will get used to it slowly in the future. There are your friends and your master here. They will do their best to help you, and Yier will also help you."

Yan Lan patted Ziyi on the shoulder and nodded.

It is precisely because of the existence of relatives and friends that Yan Lan is not too lonely or too sad.

Yan Lan always misses her father, Ling Yu, and Yan clan.

Tian6 is his hometown, but now he is wandering far away, far away from his closest relatives and loved ones, perhaps there is a separation between yin and yang.

Yan Lan didn't want to believe that the separation of yin and yang was more willing to believe that his father and Ling Yu were just sleeping.

Because the ancestor of the Yan clan said that the ban formation can seal everything, and even time will not pass.

Therefore, my father and Ling Yu were in a space without time, what would the previous breath look like before sealing, and what would they look like now and even in the future.

Yan Lan looked at Zi Yi with drowsiness and smiled, "Yi'er, you are seventeen years old!"

Zi Yi looked up at Yan Lan, her eyes were extremely pure, just like the brightest stars, reflecting clear and bright soft light under the sunlight.

Zi Yi nodded gently: "Well, she is seventeen years old. I still remember when I first met my brother, Yi'er was only eleven years old. She was so young at that time, and her brother was only fourteen years old!"

Yan Lan smiled: "Yes, six or seven years have passed in a flash, and we have all grown up."

Zi Yi raised the corner of her mouth: "If my father saw us grow up so big, he would definitely be very happy."

Ziyi's eyes were not sad because she always had expectations and hope.

Zi Yi believes that death can be resurrected.

If not, it is just that strength and cultivation are not enough.

This belief supports Zi Yi and unswervingly along the way.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Uncle Qingxuan will see it, and he will definitely!"

Zi Yi nodded vigorously, and the soft light in her eyes became brighter.

The two depended on each other quietly until the sun sets and the bright moon hangs high.

Yan Lan said: "Yi'er, it's late at night, go and rest!"

Zi Yi shook her head: "Brother, Yi'er is not tired. Yi'er wants to protect her brother at all times, so, brother will take Yi'er to that space. Yi'er can practice with peace of mind and improve her strength, and can help her brother with strength at critical moments."

Yan Lan felt soft in her heart. In this world, the person who treats him the most sincerely is the little girl in front of her.

Ziyi handed everything to Yan Lan, without jealousy, without resentment, willingness, without regrets.

Perhaps, from the time when Yan Lan and Zi Yi faced the killing of the man in black in Xuanzong, Yan Lan stood in front of Zi Yi without hesitation, Zi Yi regarded Yan Lan as the closest relative who trusted his life and depended on life and death.

Now that Zi Yi has grown up, she understands her feelings for Yan Lan more.

Zi Yi was simple, but Zi Yi was not stupid. She knew that there was another figure in Yan Lan's heart. Although Yan Lan never mentioned it on the initiative, she accidentally shouted the three words "Sister Ling Yu" once or twice. She could feel the weight of these three words in Yan Lan's mind.

If you cannot be a relative who holds hands and grows together, then be a brother and sister who depend on life and death. At least you can be together happily without jealousy and resentment.

Although love is exclusive, love is tolerant and care.

Yan Lan gently stroked Zi Yi's cheek and looked at him. He had never looked at Zi Yi so focused, perhaps because he had been very busy.

Yan Lan said softly: "Yi'er, you are not your brother's personal pet. You should have freedom. You should play crazy, laugh freely like other little girls, dress yourself up like you like, do what you like, be carefree and innocent..."

Zi Yi looked at Yan Lan seriously, stretched out a finger, gently pressed it on Yan Lan's lips, and said with a curved eyebrow: "Brother, being able to accompany you at all times, practicing for Yi'er is like playing crazy. Only by walking with her brother can Yi'er laugh out loud and dress up like her brother likes. These are the things Yi'er likes to do the most. The brother has always protected Yi'er well, so Yi'er has always been carefree and innocent."

Yan Lan looked at Zi Yi and refuted his words one by one, shook her head and smiled, sighing in her heart: "Silly girl..."

Zi Yi pursed her lips and smiled, "In that space, there is a brother's clone. My clones are all brothers, and I am not alone in practicing in it."

Yan Lan nodded and said, "When we fulfill our wishes, then find a place where we can live quietly and live a peaceful life?"

"Um!"

Ziyi nodded vigorously, and her smile was unprecedentedly satisfied and blooming.

Yan Lan brought Zi Yi into the Zen Heart Space, and his clone sacrificed the time flow array and the star space, and practiced with Zi Yi in the formation.

Now, Zi Lin has arrived in Yan Lan's soul essence, where it has its hobby energy, and its strength has increased countless times faster.

Yan Lan practiced cross-legged for a night.

In the early morning, the rising sun rises.

Yan Lan looked at the distant place and said, "I don't know what the situation is in the Black Prison Mountains. The Black Prison Ghost Gu was always like a sharp thorn, inserted hard into the heart of Jingwuzhou. With my current cultivation level, I am afraid that I can't do anything to the Black Prison Ghost Gu. Although it was sealed in the Black Prison Mountains, its strength will not stagnate. More importantly, the Black Prison Ghost Gu is not practicing to improve his strength, but regaining his original strength."

Yan Lan jumped up, came to the teleportation array, and immediately arrived at Zifeng City.

The Black Prison Ghost Gu was not far from Zifeng City. Yan Lan sacrificed the Thunder Purple Eagle and soon arrived over the Black Prison Mountains.
Chapter completed!