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When Xuanyuan Yun and Mirage found Xiao Lan, she was no longer in the outer room of the material warehouse but was drawing a drawing of a crossbow in the side hall.

The bamboo window was slightly open and the sunlight shone through the mottled tree shadows onto the table. The girl was dressed in white, her expression cold and strict. Black hair flowed down from her eyes.

White paper, black ink, and a heroic figure. Cigarettes curled in the air.

This scene was so quiet that it was intoxicating.

The moment Xuanyuan Yun stepped into the side hall, he stood in place and watched with rapt attention as all of this happened.

The eyes of the afterimage behind him slightly moved as he silently retreated.

After half an incense stick of time, Xiao Lan drew the last stroke, put down the brush and ink, and held up the xuan paper to blow lightly.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan's movements paused as she shifted her gaze to look at the side door.

Xuanyuan Yun?

When did he come? Why didn't he say anything?

Xiao Lan placed the paper back on the table, raised his eyes, and faced Xuanyuan Wentian.

Seeing that Xiao Lan had already noticed him, Xuanyuan Yun strode steadily into the hall.

His slender figure, in the contrast of his white silk clothes, was so magnificent that no one dared to look at him directly.

Xiao Lan held her breath.

This man was capable of making people lose their wits no matter what.

Xuanyuan Guxing walked to the front of the table, his pitch-black eyes swept indifferently over Xiao Lan's papyrus as he slightly focused.

Just how many things did she have? This type of crossbow was not something that could be found on a piece of paper written in the past.

Although Xiao Lan clearly saw the meaning behind Xuanyuan Yun's eyes, she didn't say anything more. She turned around and walked to the window to pour herself a cup of tea.

"Regent, what's the matter?"

Regent?

Xuanyuan Yun's brow suddenly wrinkled.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time she had called him Lord Regent since they had met.

These three words made her speak coldly, deliberately, estranged, as if there was no relationship between them.

Xuanyuan Wentian tightened his grip on the side of his body and his pitch-black eyes coldly stared at Xiao Lan, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

Feeling Xuanyuan Yun's gaze that was as sharp as knives, Xiao Lan's fingers that were holding the teacup suddenly froze.

Why was he looking at her like that? Could it be that the Profound Spirit Pearl really was with him!?

Xiao Lan's breathing became heavy, and after a long while, she pretended to be calm and turned around to look at Xuanyuan Yun.

Seeing Xiao Lan turn around, Xuanyuan Yun calmly took out the piece of paper that Xiao Lan had added earlier and passed it in front of Xiao Lan. With an indifferent voice, he said, "This king wants to ask … Consort Wang, what is a Profound Spirit Orb?"

As these words fell, even Xiao Lan was unable to completely conceal the shock in his eyes, despite trying his best to control his expression.

She had studied hypnosis and psychology, and she knew that when asked subconsciously, people revealed important answers.

She never thought that the first sentence Xuanyuan Wentian asked her about was actually a Profound Spirit Orb. It's not about what you're going to do with the Profound Spirit Bead.

Although he couldn't see much of the difference between these two sentences, there was a world of difference!

If Xuanyuan Wentian had said the last sentence, then it meant that he knew what the Profound Spirit Orb was and that it existed.

But what he said was actually the previous sentence.

What is a Profound Spirit Pearl?

He didn't know?!

How could that be …

Xiao Lan's breathing could not be controlled as it became a little disordered. From the beginning, she had always believed that the Profound Spirit Pearl was with Xuanyuan Wentian, but now, he actually did not know what the Profound Spirit Pearl was.

Xiao Lan clenched her fist.

After a short moment, Xiao Lan turned his eyes and guessed.

Could it be... Maybe she was wrong, maybe Xuanyuan. He was too smart to get past the language trap, and he was still pretending to hide the truth.

Xiao Lan quickly raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Yun with incomparably focused eyes.

"You really don't know what a Profound Spirit Pearl is?"

"I don't know." Xuan Yuan replied affirmatively.

Xiao Lan wanted to see a hint of gloom or cunning in Xuanyuan Yun's eyes to show that Xuanyuan Yun was lying to her.

But, there wasn't, Xuanyuan Yun's gaze was sharp like the bottom of a lake, clear like the bottom of a lake, there wasn't even a trace of impurity!

He wasn't lying to her!

Indeed, he did not know what the Profound Spirit Orb was.

Xiao Lan only felt that the towering mountain instantly collapsed, burying her beneath it.

All her hopes, hopes, and hopes vanished in an instant. Her heart was filled with gloom.

As for Xuanyuan Wentian, he originally had a lot of questions to ask Xiao Lan regarding the Profound Spirit Orb.

He wanted to know what was so special about this pearl that she had spent so much effort to set up a trap to enter the palace.

He still wanted to know, how did she know that even he didn't know, and how did she want it so badly?

However, all these problems disappeared at this moment. He discovered that Xiao Lan's body was trembling uncontrollably; that was an expression only revealed when she was provoked.

What happened to her?

Xuanyuan Wentian threw away the piece of paper in his hand and held onto Xiao Lan's trembling shoulder. "Canglan, what's wrong!"

Xiao Lan slowly raised his gaze. His originally cold and clear pupils had actually turned scarlet.

"How could you not know what a Profound Spirit Pearl is?"

Xiao Lan's appearance caused Xuanyuan Wentian's heart to tremble. He had never seen such a person whose willpower would collapse.

"This King has never heard of it."

These six words completely plunged Xiao Lan into the bottomless abyss.

Xiao Lan pushed Xuanyuan Yun's arm away and muttered.

"You have never heard of it. No, no, no one has ever heard of it …"

"No one knows what it is …"

"That damned pearl, it... "Exactly …"

In the end, is there any existence with it in this world!?

Once this thought appeared, Xiao Lan's entire body trembled even more violently.

If there were no Profound Spirit Pearls in this world, then how would she go back and save Anya?

Could it be that she really was going to die here, while Anya died in their spacetime palace?

At the thought of Anya dying, Xiao Lan's eyes, which had turned blood-red from excitement, turned blood-red. A monstrous chill surged out from her chest and spread through her entire body along her blood vessels.

Xuanyuan Yun instantly noticed Xiao Lan's illness and took a step forward, then tightly embraced Xiao Lan in his arms.

Xiao Lan's entire body was frighteningly cold. Even Xuanyuan Wentian, who had used the inner breathing of the Mysterious Sky Spirit Yang Art, was unable to resist this breathtaking coldness.

A dull pain came from his heart. Xuanyuan Feng knew that the Heaven and Earth Flash on Xiao Lan's body had already begun to damage his source energy. If this continued, he might lose more than half of his strength.

However, he couldn't let go. If he let go of Xiao Lan and she fainted again, it was very possible that she would become a real living corpse.

He could not allow such a thing to happen. What he truly wanted was a fresh and lively "Fang Lanyi".

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yun could only pray that the Rebirth Gu worm within Xiao Lan's body could use the heat of his body to suppress the Heaven and Earth Tremor as soon as possible.