Wen xiaorou, a living person, can't disappear out of thin air. Lin Xianfan even went down the mountain to find the disciple. Although he was not as good as before, it was nothing to deal with an ordinary person.
But no matter how he fought, what the disciple said was missing, that is, it suddenly disappeared.
Lin Xianfan returned to the sect door frustrated. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was Jialan who moved his hand. After all, in the sect door, there were only oneortwo people who hated Wen xiaorou most.
Lin Xianfan broke into the door. Compared with Jialan, he is now extremely depressed, with a broken beard. There is no pride in his eyes, only resentment and hatred.
He stared at Jialan: "where is xiaorou?"
Jialan looked at Lin Xianfan faintly. Lin Xianfan was persistent, but his persistence was used in the wrong place.
Jialan calmly looked at Lin Xianfan and said, "what are you doing here? How can I know? Lin Xianfan, don't be too narcissistic. No matter how good you are, I won't have to wait for you."
Lin Xianfan gnashed his teeth: "you swear, you swear that xiaorou's disappearance has nothing to do with you, so I believe you. Swear with your heart."
If Jialan swore, he would also believe her.
Jialan listened but laughed. She looked at Lin Xianfan and hated it very much: "Lin Xianfan, you are not a three-year-old child anymore. Can you stop saying such childish words? Why should I swear? It's none of my business whether you believe it or not. Why should I swear in order to make you believe it? Do you think that you occupy a very important position in my heart, no matter what you do, I will agree with you and take care of you?"
Such humiliation was unbearable, but he had nothing to say.
Jia Lan's ridicule made him ashamed, but he was also extremely angry. He pulled out his long sword and stabbed at Jia Lan: "you bitch, you must have done it. If you didn't do it, why don't you dare to swear!"
If you want to fight, Jialan will also accompany you, but this is not the same as before. There is no need to fight at all. She kicked Lin Xianfan out with one foot and couldn't climb up all the way.
Lin Xianfan leaves in a hurry. Jialan returns to the room and looks at Lin Xun still painting the array. Jialan walks over and smiles, "if I hit your brother like this, you won't be angry?"
Lin Xun glanced at Jialan: "his own virtue is not right. Why should I be angry if you teach him for his elder sister-in-law?"
What about Lin Xianfan? Does it have anything to do with him?
Don't say it's not his brother, or he's the original brother. I don't see how much affection he has for the original. Since he doesn't have any, why does such affection come?
He was in love. When he first came, he met Jialan's recovery period. It was his expectation to solve Lin Xianfan and Wen xiaorou, but Jialan was doing this, so he would just be her husband.
Her taste is really sweet, which is the most suitable and the best.
Listening to Lin Xun's words, Jialan smiled.
Lin Xianfan wanted to find Wen xiaorou, but he couldn't find it all over.
Wen xiaorou's three words, like ironing in his heart, hurt his heart all the time. He felt that Wen xiaorou was still in the door, but he couldn't find it anywhere.
He always felt that Wen xiaorou was waiting for him to save him. It was too late, but where was she? It had been several months.
He thought it was Jialan who grabbed Wen xiaorou, but he couldn't fight, and he couldn't track... He couldn't track. He was helpless and painful, and he was tortured.
Because they often get angry and hurt their fellow disciples, many disciples complain, hoping that Lord Lin can suppress it.
Lin Xianfan spent most of the time at Siguo cliff and couldn't go out.
Siguoya is extremely cold, and he seems to be better inside.
Jialan found her weakness after catching Wen xiaorou for two months.
This weakness is also very strange, that is, you can't be with men.
Wen xiaorou wants to absorb nutrients from men. The advantage she gets is that she can live a long time without death, and she is not old. Wen xiaorou looks like she is only in her teens, but in fact she is in her 40s.
Every man who is with her, if he is an ordinary person, is lucky and rich, but the only disadvantage is that she has to change a man every once in a while, as if she has absorbed it from a man, and it will be hurt if she doesn't go again, so every time it's time, she tries to get away.
Being locked up simply killed her. She shouted and no one promised. Every time Jialan went, she was a bag of steamed bread. She couldn't eat it at all, but if she didn't eat it, she would starve to death. If she didn't want to die, she had to eat it. She wanted to talk to Jialan, but Jialan didn't talk to her at all and left when she came.
Jialan locked her in the array. Naturally, she was also in the back mountain. After a while, she changed places.
For more than a year, Wen xiaorou had such days. Without nutrients, she was old, and her delicate white skin lost its fullness and elasticity.
Like being dried in the sun, she is very painful, but she is extremely afraid of death.
Her crazy impact array could not be opened, and despair shrouded her every day.
When Jialan came again, Wen xiaorou quickly knelt down and kowtowed 'Bang Bang'
The voice was also extremely old and hoarse: "please, spare me, let me do anything, please, my blood is a treasure, you drink it, it can improve your cultivation."
Wen xiaorou stretched out her thin arms like firewood, and with her sharp fingernails, she didn't hesitate to row and pull down, letting the blood flow out.
Jialan still threw a big bag to Wen xiaorou. She didn't leave, but sat down.
Seeing that she did not leave, Wen xiaorou was greatly relieved and very excited: "nvxia, if you have any requirements, just mention them. As long as I can do it, I will be duty bound to do it. Just ask you to let me live."
Jialan took off the mask and let Wen xiaorou see her clearly. As soon as Wen xiaorou saw Jialan, she almost went crazy and rushed over madly: "it's you, it's you, why did you catch me, you let me go.
Jialan looked at Wen xiaorou faintly: "it's impossible to let you go. I'm here to kill you, but you're very special. You can't be killed. But now I have a way to trap you. Sooner or later, you'll die of old age, although this is the most troublesome way."
She tried to kill Wen xiaorou, but there was still a force resisting Wen xiaorou. If she couldn't kill Wen xiaorou, she could only be trapped. Looking at Wen xiaorou who was withering away, Jialan didn't relax her vigilance at all, because she knew that Wen xiaorou couldn't die for the time being.
She is now at most a sponge dry, but if she is put into the water, she will recover.
Only when she is dead, really dead, can it end.
Wen xiaorou was almost angry when she heard Jialan's words. Her hands were yellow and she clenched her teeth: "are you the one who stabbed me many times?"