Not only the crying, but also the tears on her face strangely retracted into Yan Lan's eyes.
The delicate and graceful look of pear blossoms and raindrops was gone, replaced by a strange and scary smile.
"Oh, I wish I had thrown Jiuqu Mengke into the mountains."
Yan Lan sighed and patted her forehead, with an annoyed look on her face.
In an instant, Yan Lan seemed to be a different person.
From a pure and clean girl, she turned into a sinister succubus.
The people around him felt a chill all over their bodies and hurried away from Yan Lan.
Sima Zhengming's expression suddenly dropped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's really you."
But Sima An, who was originally kneeling on the ground, rolled his eyes at this moment.
He swooped forward, pounced on Yan Lan at an extremely fast speed, and roared angrily with a righteous look on his face: "You shameless thief, you actually caused me to misunderstand Junior Brother Ye, you deserve to be damned!
I'm going to teach you a lesson! "
Sima An stepped on the Bagua steps and waved Bagua palms with both hands, which was quite majestic.
Don't forget, he himself is also a powerful ancient Qi martial artist.
Even in the Bagua sect with many disciples, he can still be ranked at the forefront.
Otherwise, he would not be reused by Sima Zhengming, let alone respected by his disciples.
It's just that his aura before was completely obscured by the shadow of Ye Hong, a tall mountain.
This moment is the best moment for Sima An to re-establish his senior brother's prestige.
"As long as I take down this little thief, all my faults today will be wiped out."
Sima An was daydreaming happily, but in his ears, Ye Hong shouted a warning: "Be careful!"
Sima An snorted coldly: Be careful! This guy is still showing off at this time!
But suddenly, Sima An's heart started to ring with alarm bells.
Standing opposite, the slender Yan Lan actually showed a strange smile to Sima An.
"Chi la—"
A ray of black energy cut through the void like lightning and suddenly hit Sima An's chest.
The black energy came so suddenly that by the time the people around him reacted, Sima An had already been attacked.
"Well-"
Sima An let out a dreamy sound, but fell to the ground on all fours, his limbs twitching non-stop.
His face is also constantly changing from green to black.
"I don't know what's wrong." Yan Lan patted the dust on her clothes with a look of disdain.
"It's poison!"
The expressions of the surrounding Bagua sect disciples changed drastically and they hurriedly moved away from Yan Lan's location.
They never expected that Yan Lan, who seemed to have no strength, could strike like lightning, and even contained poison in his moves!
Sima Zhengming ducked out of the way and fed Sima An a pill to swallow.
Then he stood up and looked at Yan Lan with a solemn expression: "This poisonous technique is very unfamiliar. Which sect are you from?!"
Poison is a dangerous weapon that can transcend realms.
Except for perverts like Ye Hong who were immune to all poisons, even ancient warriors like Sima Zhengming did not dare to take it lightly when faced with poison.
Sima Zhengming waved his hand, and the Bagua Sect disciples retreated to the outskirts of the square with the bewildered guests.
Only he and Ye Hong were left at the scene facing Yan Lan.
"Keke, does it have to be from a certain sect
Can't I be a doctor? A nurse? Or even someone from an ancient Kyoto tribe? "
Another sly smile flashed across Yan Lan's face.
Sima Zheng’s eyebrows frowned slightly: “Ancient Clan of Kyoto?”
Ye Hong patted Sima Zhengming on the shoulder, shook his head and said calmly: "Taoist Master, this little witch is deliberately confusing you. Don't believe even a single punctuation mark in her words."
(End of chapter)