Chapter Seventy-Nine: Cell Talk

At this time, the blue wind chimes can no longer describe how embarrassed they are.

His face was dirty, with scars and stains, and his hair was messy, and it was no longer obvious that he had the handsome face that had fallen for thousands of girls.

Lan Fengchi looked at Zhang Xiaolang quietly, and actually laughed.

Zhang Xiaolang slowly got up and walked over, sat next to Lan Fengchime, and said, "Uncle Lan, what are you laughing at, is there a way to get out of here?" ”

Lan Fengchi shook his head and said, "No way...... I can't protect myself right now. ”

Zhang Xiaolang looked at Lan Fengchime silently, he really didn't understand Lan Fengchime's sudden laughter.

Lan Fengling said: "I just saw the shadow of your father in you, you and your father have a virtue, this time do you know that you have done a big stupid thing?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head: "I don't think so...... Because it was obvious that Ming Senyan already knew the whole process of the matter, and even if I didn't stand up, I still ...... will be found out by Ming Senyan, rather than this, I might as well take the initiative to stand up freely...... In this way, maybe Sister Tang Qi can survive the disaster! ”

Uncle Lan laughed and said, "You can have such a mind...... Hehe, you little devil is not simple, do you blame me now? ”

Zhang Xiaolang said curiously: "What do I blame you?" ”

Lan Feng Chime said, "You could have left yesterday, but I asked you to help stay...... Now that you're locked up, don't you blame me? ”

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head: "I don't blame you......"

He sighed quietly in his heart, if there was no blue wind chime, he was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to finish that part of the road with Jiang Qu.

On the road from the jungle back to the Ming Buddha Palace, Zhang Xiaolang thought that he had walked the shortest and happiest road since he was a child.

Blue Wind Chime's face was complicated, and he didn't know how to continue.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at Lan Fengling seriously and said, "Uncle Lan, tell me honestly, do you have a way to escape from here with me?" ”

Lan Feng Chime said, "Why do you ask that? ”

Zhang Xiaolang sighed: "Although Uncle Lan does look very unserious on the surface, I think you are very reliable, you give people a very down-to-earth and omnipotent feeling!" ”

Lan Fengling smiled: "Little ghost, you are so interesting, I actually gave you this feeling?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang nodded.

Lan Fengling smiled bitterly: "Then I may be going to disappoint you, this time I really can't help it!" ”

Zhang Xiaolang still didn't give up: "Uncle Lan doesn't still have that...... Aunt Wendy? Isn't there still Sister Tang Qi outside? Can they save us? ”

Lan Fengchime's expression became a little serious: "Xiao Lang, what I say next may be a little ugly, but ...... You'd better hope they don't come, do you want to see them get caught? ”

Zhang Xiaolang felt like he had suffered a blow to the head, and he felt that his hopes were about to be dashed.

"I ...... I still have a senior brother......" Zhang Xiaolang remembered the black flag with some humility.

I don't know why, Zhang Xiaolang suddenly especially hoped that the black flag could appear at this time, even if he said a few words to himself, Zhang Xiaolang would feel a lot more at ease.

Lan Fengling looked at Zhang Xiaolang with some confusion, Zhang Xiaolang lost his mind and said, "That's a teenager who is one or two years older than me...... Amazing......"

Lan Fengling said: "It's in the text."