"This Jingwuzhou Yanlan is really bold, that's the Qinglong Prefecture Demon Wisdom Spirit Child!"

"To be able to save people under the hands of the demon spirit boy, there are millions of monks present, but I am afraid that those who can do it do it are not more than five fingers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"The mysterious method of freezing time and space of the Demon Wisdom Spirit Child is really weird, almost unbreakable, I don't know what secret Yan Lan used, he was able to save the Yanyun Painting!"

"What is the relationship between Yan Lan and Yanyun Painting?"

"Being able to rescue in this situation shows that their relationship is definitely not shallow, but how could the old man have never heard of it before?"

"In this case, I don't know if it's a violation, and I don't know how Boss Zhu will deal with it?"

“......”

The cultivators spoke in a low voice, and few people spoke loudly.

After all, it was the Demon Wisdom Spirit Child of Qinglong Prefecture, and there was the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture behind him.

In the four-corner pavilion of Qinglong Prefecture, a middle-aged man in a green dragon purple robe stood up and glared at Yan Lan angrily. Then, he looked at Twilight Chengxue, where Twilight Chengxue was the person with the highest status.

Twilight Chengxue didn't speak, even if he was the lord of Qinglong Prefecture, it was not easy to speak without permission.

The higher the status, the greater the occasion, and the more cautious it is to speak.

At this moment, the old man of the Taming Alliance Pavilion stood up suddenly, his eyes were solemn, and he couldn't understand why Yan Lan made a move at this moment.

The old refining Wu Tian of Danmeng Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "The old man originally thought that this son was a wise man, but he didn't expect that he was a reckless man, even if he had a good personal relationship with that Yanyun Painting, but at this time, it would be unwise to intervene horizontally." ”

Jian Feixian of the Sword Alliance nodded and agreed: "Haha, what the old man of Wutian Pavilion said is very true, this is unwise, and it is not wise!"

Dading Master Guan Tian raised his fangs and said with a cruel smile: "What a Yan Lan, he actually died by himself, this time he set a precedent for intervening in the competition, and the removal of the name is considered light, I really don't know what kind of punishment he will receive, I look forward to it." ”

The eyes of the taming palace were cold, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was gloating.

Wan Huichou, vice president of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, leaned on his body, staring at Yan Lan with a smile, Wan Shijin is his biological son, and he is his only pearl in the palm of his hand, as early as a few days ago, Wan Shijin added fuel and vinegar to the matter of being bullied by Yan Lan, but because of Wang Zhan Jiangqi, he didn't make any big moves.

In the four-corner pavilion of Wuzhou, the atmosphere is particularly depressing, and most people are tightly locked and silent.

Lu Kan clenched his fists, his eyes anxious.

Wu Se stared at the scroll on Yan Lan's left hand, thoughtful.

Mu Huazhang's heart tightened, if Yan Lan was removed, the hope he pinned on Yan Lan would be a little farther away.

Buzhen Immortal shrugged his eyebrows and said with relief: "You don't have to worry, Yan Lan is not a reckless man, he must have his reason for doing this." ”

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

At this moment, Yan Lan let go of the smoke cloud painting and stared at the nameless painting scroll tightly.

Twilight Chengxue noticed that the atmosphere was different, coughed lightly, slowly stepped into the battle realm, and asked coldly: "Yan Lan, why did you intervene horizontally, do you know that this is a serious violation." ”

Yan Lan exhaled a breath, threw the nameless painting scroll to Yanyun Painting, and arched his hand towards Dusk Chengxue: "I'm sorry, the junior is indeed reckless, but the junior has to do it as a last resort." ”

Twilight Chengxue asked coldly, "What do you have to do?" Even if Yanyun Painting is your best friend, you can only stand by and watch. In the battle of kings, life and death are not mattered, don't you know?"

Yan Lan said: "No, the younger generation doesn't know Yanyun Painting......

Hearing Yan Lan say this, there were immediately bursts of surprise around him.

Twilight Chengxue also frowned slightly, quite puzzled.

The smoke cloud painting was even more frightened, and the feeling of escaping death was the first time he encountered it, at this time he looked at Yan Lan and clenched the nameless painting scroll in his hand.

His first feeling was that Yan Lan wanted to snatch his painting scroll, but Yan Lan returned it to him as soon as possible, which made him very puzzled by Yan Lan's actions.

Yan Lan continued: "Although the younger generation doesn't know the Yanyun painting, he knows the treasure in his hand, that is, the scroll of painting. ”

Yanyun Painting looked shocked, and his eyes quickly turned to the nameless painting scroll, the origin of this painting is very mysterious, even if outsiders know, they only know a superficial surface, or some ethereal rumors, few people know the true origin of this painting.

Yan Lan, as a person from Jingwuzhou, is tens of millions of miles away from Yanglu Prefecture, how could he know this painting?

The lord of Yanglu and the head of Chongyang were both slightly surprised, but they didn't expect Yan Lan to make a move because of this painting.

The cultivators' eyes turned to the nameless scroll, and they wanted to know what kind of secret this scroll was hiding.

Twilight Chengxue raised her eyebrows faintly, and she was also quite curious: "What's so strange about this painting?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said seriously: "The original owner of this painting is an old man of the younger generation. The younger generation originally thought that the old man was not there, and the painting scroll would also disappear with him. But I didn't expect to see it again today, and I couldn't bear to see the tragic death of Yanyun Painting and bring the mystery of the origin of this painting to the grave. That old man is very important to the junior, even if the junior loses the qualification to fight the king because of this, he doesn't want all the news about the old man to be cut off. ”

Yan Lan knew that at this moment, it would be abnormal to hide it, but it was better to be blunt, true and false, false and real, and others would not hear anything useful.

"Oh? I see. It's just that here and now, it's not the right place to deal with your private affairs. You have committed a serious violation, but there is no similar precedent in Wang Zhan's history, so there is no clear way to punish you......"

Twilight Chengxue looked around, as if expecting what the cultivators would think.

The old and refined Du Chengxue will not make a strong decision at this time, after all, he faintly sees that Yan Lan is not a thing in the pool, and the demon spirit child, the future is even more immeasurable, and it seems unwise to offend anyone.

At this moment, all the cultivators were silent, and whoever spoke would be the first bird and would be shot.

The atmosphere was particularly oppressive.

The barefoot old ghost gritted his teeth, stood up and arched his hand: "Master Zhu, fellow Daoists, I am Yan Lan's master, and if the apprentice makes a mistake, the master is also responsible." Yan Lan is still young, young people are strong-blooded, and sometimes they are inevitably impulsive. I also hope that the pillar boss can be lenient and benevolent to show the benevolence of the imperial country. ”

The forbidden attack is also arched: "As the lord of Jingwu Prefecture, I also have half of Yan Lan's fault." ”

"Humph......"

The Lord of Qinglong Prefecture shook his sleeves violently, and said angrily: "You fellow Daoists of Wuzhou should not be in a hurry to take responsibility, if this responsibility is said to the big one, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it." However, we are all outsiders, so let's listen to the opinions of insiders. Lingtong, what do you think?"

The demon spirit boy who had been silent all the time still stared at Yan Lan with his eyes, and then said in that resentful voice: "Yan Lan can't be removed, I want to fight with him." (To be continued.) )