Chapter 620: The mysterious old lady Xiao on the Wild Man Ridge

The bright red ribbon lies quietly on the damp and dead leaves. Ψ pineapple small Ψ

Lan Meng bent down lightly and picked up an extremely small and thin silver needle from the ground. The needle of the silver needle was grim and green!

The wind blew across the ground, and the red ribbon flipped and shook, like a red letter spitting out by a poisonous snake.

Xiaoyuan's eyes were suddenly filled with surprise and fear. His pierced finger had swollen high, and the color had gone from red to purple, from purple to black. What made Xiaoyuan even more frightened was that such a terrible change occurred in his palm in an instant.

"Mr. Lan, my hand..." Xiaoyuan's voice trembled.

Lan Guiqing's face looked cold. He stared at Xiaoyuan's hand and suddenly drew his sword like lightning.

A flash of sword light, blood splattered! A bloody broken arm flew out obliquely.

Xiaoyuan didn't feel the pain, he only felt fear!

The broken arm that fell to the ground actually smelled disgusting.

Xiaoyuan fell down and fell into Lan Mengqing's arms.

At the end of the bamboo forest, there was a pair of green eyes emitting evil and fierce light...

Walking out of the bamboo forest, it was almost dusk. On the blue and light shoulder was Xiao Yuan who was unconscious.

This poison is too domineering. Although it did not take Xiaoyuan's life, it took away one of his solid arms.

Lan Mengqing's face looked ugly, and the danger of Wild Renling was much more powerful than he thought.

The forest gradually darkened. Lan Mengqing stood in front of a tall maple tree. The maple tree had all its leaves, and the dusk was filled with coldness and bleakness. A bronze mirror hung on the tree. Lan Mengqing saw his face and saw a furry claw stretching out from behind...

The bronze mirror was swinging back and forth. Lan Meiqing had already jumped behind the tree, then turned around and showed the shiny sword beside her waist. She turned around and drew the knife, and her movements were clean and neat, without any stagnation. Xiao Yuan leaned on his back and breathed heavily.

Lan Meili's hand holding the knife gradually lowered. In front of him was an amiable old lady, and a little monkey with a long golden tail was squatting on the old lady's shoulder. The little monkey stretched out her furry claws and was grinning at Lan Meili.

Blue and light face.

But the old lady smiled: "This little beast is used to being naughty, so I hope the officials don't blame him."

Lan Guiqing stared at the smiling face in front of her curiously. The old lady had fine wrinkles on her face, but her skin was still fair, and there were still many charms left at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Unfortunately, everyone could see that she was already an old lady in her twilight years.

Lan Meiqing sighed secretly. He didn't expect that there would be such a well-maintained old lady in the world!

The old lady spoke again: "The official came to this ridge and must have investigated some case, but it was getting late now. If the official did not dislike me, the old woman, I might as well give up the story." The little monkey on her shoulder suddenly jumped down and turned around on the ground, looking very excited.

Lan Xiu smiled and bowed: "The old man has good intentions, Lan will obey his orders."

The old lady smiled: "You don't have to be polite," she said, turned around and walked deep into the forest...

Bypassing dozens of old maple trees and passing through a dense and gloomy pine forest, you will suddenly be cheerful. At the end of a gravel path, Sanwu Monastery, and the flowers and bamboos around the house are lush.

The flowers are plum blossoms, and the bamboo is green bamboo. A little maid stood outside the fence and greeted the guests with a smile.

Xiaoyuan was placed and conditioned.

Lan Meiqing sat in the living room and breathed a sigh of relief: "The old man's kindness will never be forgotten." He focused on the old lady's kind smile and suddenly asked, "What do you call the old man?"

The old lady smiled and said, "My mother's surname is Xiao."

Lan Meiqing stood up and bowed: "It turns out to be Mrs. Xiao."

Old Mrs. Xiao stared at Lan Meiqing's flickering eyes and smiled: "The official has a lot of doubts in his heart, but he doesn't want to ask me, this old woman."

Lan You chuckled and said, "If you don't say it, how dare you ask randomly?"

Old Mrs. Xiao smiled and said, "Well said it! You don't ask, but Lao Zhen just wants to tell you."

Lan Mei bowed slightly: "Let me listen carefully!"

Old Mrs. Xiao narrowed her eyes and sighed: "Savage Ridge is originally a Jedi, but I survived and lived well. Do you know why this is?"

Lan Yu shook her head lightly: "I'm just about to ask for advice."

Old Mrs. Xiao suddenly felt excited on her kind face: "Because Mr. Wei Er!"

Lan Youqing said with emotion: "Where is Master Wei Er?"

Old Mrs. Xiao seemed very surprised: "The official wants to find Master Wei Er?"

Lan Youqing stood up suddenly and said anxiously: "I am going to the Wild Ren Ridge this time to meet Master Wei Er."

Old Mrs. Xiao smiled happily: "You will meet Master Wei Er! It's just that in this vast forest, I really can't tell you where he hides."

Lan Meiqing pondered and suddenly asked, "What does Master Wei look like?"

Old Mrs. Xiao shook her head: "Master Wei Er never shows his true face. I only know that he is very tall, big, and has a violent temper."

Lan You sighed lightly: "Although Mr. Wei has a strong temper, he is a heroic man. Mr. Lan has long heard of his name."

Old Mrs. Xiao smiled again, and the fine wrinkles on her face were slowly stretching.

After dinner, Lan Mei went to see Xiao Yuan lightly.

Xiaoyuan was awake, but his body seemed very weak. He lay on the bed, his face as pale as paper.

As soon as Lan Meiqing walked into the room, she smelled a fragrance. A pot of small flowers was placed in the corner of the wall. The flowers were ink-black, but there was a strange fragrance.

Xiaoyuan felt very at ease when he saw the smile on Lan Guiqing's face. Lan Gui slashed one of his arms off, but saved his life. It was a blessing to be able to lie here and breathe the fresh and fragrant air. Xiaoyuan really wanted to get up and say his gratitude to Lan Guiqing in the most beautiful and appropriate language. But he couldn't. He was too weak and he was trapped in the bed, as if someone had his spine removed.

Lan Jueqing just came in, but suddenly rushed out.

A dull cry came from the flowers outside the window, like a wailing of a wild beast before death. The sound was very small, but it could be heard. The lights in the hall were turned off at some point, and he rushed out of the hall and was wrapped in thick darkness. The wind was not strong, but it was biting cold.

Outside the window, the fragrance of plum blossoms is everywhere.

Along the sand and stone path, the blue light was searching carefully.

Under an old plum tree, a stiff corpse lying slanted. The corpse is so high that it is hard to identify its facial features.

The strange fragrance of flowers is sandwiched with a faint stinking of corpse. The blue scent lightly covers his mouth and nose, and his face is full of confusion. This man has been dead for a long time, but the dull cry just now... Who placed this rotten corpse here? Is it a demonstration, a warning, or something else?

Just as Lan Mengqing was pondering, the light on Xiaoyuan's window suddenly disappeared, and a pair of green eyes were looking out of the window from the house.

Lan Yu was slightly shocked, and an ominous premonition passed by his heart. He ran back as fast as possible. The door of the hall was open, and a huge black shadow rushed over like a mountain...

Lan Meiqing retreated quickly, lay on her side, pulling out the sword beside her waist.

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Chapter completed!