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Chi Mu gave a cold snort and said, "This is the real Dragon Power Sword. Do you want to see it?"

Bai Lan said angrily, "Nonsense! That sword of yours is definitely a fake. Otherwise, how could there be no dragon cry?"

Chi Mu calculated in his mind: "I took this sword from Dongfang Haotian, so it can't be fake. Luckily, he doesn't remember the situation at that time, but it's best to find an opportunity to get rid of it." That Bai Lan kid got a treasured sword from who knows where. Could it be that he wants to become the Emperor? "

Bai Lan saw that Chi Mu didn't say anything and said, "You must be feeling guilty. Let me show you what a real Dragon Sword is."

With a flick of his hand, Bai Lan drew her sword. Immediately, waves of dragon roars filled the sky, as if she was about to break through the roof. Everyone's expression changed. Chi Mu's eyes suddenly emitted a fierce light. He shouted, "Let's have a spar and see who's powerful."

However, he didn't know that Bai Lan was no longer the brat from half a year ago. After eating the Nine Leaf Phoenix Fruit, he had also learned the Jade Face Luo Sha and the Poison Doctor's martial arts.

Looking at the incoming Crimson Wooden, Bai Lan only smiled faintly, before sending the sword in his hand flying. He was stunned, and before he could even clearly see the other party's movements, the fellow in his hand disappeared. With a ding sound, his sword fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Surprisingly, there was something hidden within his broadsword's body — a headless, dragon-shaped sword sheath.

When Bai Lan saw this, she used her Qi to absorb the sword sheath and sent it flying into his hand. She sheathed the Dragon's Right Sword so tightly that one could see a whole dragon from its appearance. The surrounding people started to discuss. Finally, an elder stood up and said, "Bai Lan, although your family is part of the imperial family, it's not orthodox. You …"

Bai Lan smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not here to take the throne. Besides, the throne is not in your hands." As he finished speaking, he walked in front of Dongfang Haotian and heavily placed his sword on the table.

Suddenly, Dongfang Haotian pulled out his sword and stabbed it towards Bai Lan. Bai Lan was shocked, he did not dodge, he could have completely dodged it, but he wanted to know if the Marquis really wanted to kill him.

The sword pierced into the heart, the coldness of the sword could be felt. Dongfang Haotian looked at Bai Lan with a complex expression. He unsheathed his sword and said: "Come, send him to the Hao Yue Manor and hand him to his wife. Remember, I am the master of the Dragon's Right Sword. "

Bai Lan closed her eyes and a teardrop fell down her face, turning into a small flower on the ground … Master Hou, why are you so heartless? Yue Er, I'm back …

Looking at the dying Bai Lan Leng Qiyue was shocked, she ordered someone to carry her to her room and start treating her. Thankfully, although the sword had injured his heart, he was not at all worried about his life. Coupled with the sharpness of the Dragon's Right Sword, it hadn't caused him too much damage. After recuperating for two months, Bai Lan was full of vitality.

Leng Qiyue looked at Bai Lan, who was practicing, and asked, "Strange, if I sincerely wanted your life, how would you be able to see me? Also, my blood must have been boiling that day because I felt that something had happened to him.

Bai Lan sheathed her sword and smiled. "I think the two of us have a connection with each other. Don't worry about that. If I can't get back to that place, I might as well settle down here."

Leng Qiyue smiled and said, "Alright then, let's celebrate the completion of our villa. I am the Great Master, and you are the Second Master."

Bai Lan frowned and said, "How old are you? Naturally, I am the leader and you are the second in command."

Leng Qiyue shouted, "I was already 23 years old in the 22nd century."

Bai Lan narrowed her eyes mischievously, "I'm 25 years old this year, and you're still younger than me."

"You." Leng Qiyue was speechless.

Bai Lan laughed, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. If you like it, then just take it as it is. Be careful not to get pregnant."

Leng Qiyue rubbed her belly, she was so round that it looked like a pot had been taken out of its pot. Sigh! Little thing, in just over a month, you'll be out in the sun.

The second day, the Hao Yue Villa was especially lively, and held a ceremony for its demise. The whole town came to drink. The rich gave gifts, and those who didn't have money didn't care about face. They just sat down and drank, because they were already well aware of Leng Qiyue's hospitality, and how she treated the poor and the rich alike. However, they didn't expect that she would give the position of Eldest Manor Lord to Bai Lan, and that they would be second.

Bai Lan didn't know why, but once the Manor's celebration ended, there was no one left. This journey lasted for more than a month. Today, when Leng Qiyue was picking lice for the golden monkey out of boredom, Bai Lan suddenly appeared in front of him. He had an exhausted look on his face as he said, "I missed you so much." Then he fell asleep in her arms.

Looking at the man in her embrace, Leng Qiyue felt some heartache. Although it was not lust, it was true love. She had already treated Bai Lan as her own blood brother. Leng Qiyue sat like this for four hours before she suddenly felt a stomachache and didn't pay it any mind. After a moment, he felt pain again, but it wasn't hatred that was too strong for him, so he didn't pay much attention to it. This pain always came and left as quickly as it came. The last pain was so excruciating that she couldn't help but let out a cry and immediately covered her mouth, afraid of waking Bai Lan up.

Bai Lan woke up alert and asked, "What's wrong?"

Leng Qiyue said again, "Quick..." "It's about to be born …"