Chapter 1393

Not only is the cry, even those tears on the face also mysteriously retracted in Yan Lan's eyes.

The graceful spirit of pear blossom with rain can not be found, instead, it is a strange smile.

"Oh, ah, I had known that I would have thrown Jiuqu mengke into the mountains."

Yan Lan sighed and patted her forehead, a face of chagrin.

In a flash, Yan Lan seems to have changed a person.

From a pure and clean girl to a damsel with strong Yin.

LAN Yan's whole body is busy.

Sima Zhengming's face suddenly pulled down, gritted his teeth and said, "it's really you..."

but sima'an, who was kneeling on the ground, turned his eyes.

He flew forward and rushed to Yan Lan at a very fast speed. He said with a righteous and awe inspiring voice: "you shameless thief, you made me misunderstand younger martial brother Ye. What a damned thing!

I'll teach you a good lesson

Sima'an is majestic when he steps on the eight trigrams and swings the eight trigrams palms.

Don't forget, he is also a man of great strength.

Even in the eight trigrams with many disciples, it can be ranked in the front.

Otherwise, he would not be valued by Sima Zhengming and respected by his disciples.

But before that, his aura was completely obscured by the shadow of Yehong's mountain.

This moment is the best time for sima'an to reestablish his senior brother's prestige.

"As long as I take this little thief, all my mistakes will be written off today..."

sima'an is just imagining, but there is a warning from Yehong's violent drinking: "be careful!"

Sima is at ease in the cold hum: be careful of fart! This guy has to play hard at this time!

But all of a sudden, Sima was at ease in the alarm.

Standing on the opposite side, Yan Lan, who is thin and thin, actually shows a strange smile to sima'an.

"Chi La --"

a black air like lightning broke through the void and suddenly hit sima'an's chest.

This black air came suddenly, so that when the people around him reacted, sima'an had been attacked.

"Well --"

sima'an uttered a dream mark, but he fell on all fours with his hands and feet twitching.

His face, too, is green and black, constantly changing.

"I don't know what to do." Yan Lan patted the dust on her clothes with disdain on her face.

"It's poison!"

The faces of the disciples of the Bagua sect changed greatly, and they were away from Yan Lan's position.

They did not expect that Yan Lan, who seems to have no power to bind a chicken, can use his hand like electricity, and there is still toxin in his move!

Sima Zhengming a flash, then feed Sima an swallow a pill.

Then he stood up and looked at Yan Lan solemnly: "this poison skill is strange. Which sect are you from?"

Poison is a kind of dangerous weapon that can cross the boundary.

In addition to Yehong's perversion, even Sima Zhengming, an ancient Taoist warrior, did not dare to take it lightly in the face of highly toxic drugs.

Sima Zhengming waved his hand, and the disciples of the Bagua sect took their bewildered guests to the outside of the square.

The scene only leaves him and night Hong face to face Yan Lan.

"Cluck, which school must you be?

Can't I be a doctor? Is it a nurse? Even... Some Ancient Kyoto people? "

Yan Lan's face flashed a smile.

Sima proved that his eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Ancient Kyoto people?"

Night Hong patted Sima Zhengming on the shoulder, shook his head and said faintly: "Taoist priest, this little witch is deliberately confusing you. Don't believe her punctuation."