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How could that be? His palm was injured half a month ago, and now, after such a long time had passed, it had not recovered at all. Instead, it looked even worse.

When Phantom Luo Que saw the frown on Xiao Lan's face because of him, she was so happy that she could not speak a single word. The corners of her mouth hooked up to the greatest extent in an instant.

Evil Luo Que held back his laughter and continued to complain with grievance.

"It's all your fault, Lan'er. It hurts so much. It hurts so much."

Xiao Lan turned his head to look at Baleful Luo Que.

The instant Xiao Lan turned around, Balrog seemed to use all of his strength to forcefully retract the smile on his face and tried to turn it into grievance.

"Lan'er …"

This cry of Lan'er's was extremely sorrowful and unbearable.

Xiao Lan once again looked at the injured palm of Balrog, and lightly struggled out of Balrog's embrace.

"Let go of me first, I want to look at your hand."

The corner of Baleful Luo Que's mouth curled up once again, and for the first time, his other arm obediently let go of Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan pulled over Balrog's injured hand and looked at it carefully. Why does it feel like this wound is new?

Xiao Lan quickly glanced at Balrog. Balrog didn't notice for a moment, and the smile on his face was caught by Xiao Lan.

So it was like that.

Xiao Lan pushed away the injured palm of Balrog and stared coldly at it.

"Saying yes, I, Xiao Lan, am not someone who takes bitter measures."

Baleful Luo Que became anxious and quickly turned to face Xiao Lan.

"How could that be? Wounds are not my hobby. Yesterday, I just recovered a bit. As soon as I started cultivating, it became like this again."

Xiao Lan looked at Baleful Luo Que and frowned.

Manipulation?

Does transportation affect wound healing?

She didn't really understand the inner force skills and mental cultivation methods of the ancients, so she was more or less confident in the fact that luck was able to prevent wounds from healing.

Xiao Lan looked at baldy with a face full of hesitation.

"Really?"

Balrog nodded very quickly.

"It's true. It's true. It's like this ever since I started cultivating."

Indeed, he did not lie to her. He only needed to circulate his energy for a short period of time to open his wounds. During this half month, he had practiced multiple times, afraid that this palm would heal too quickly.

Xiao Lan pursed her lips and once again pulled back the injured palm of Balrog. After looking at it for a long time, she raised her arm and casually pulled down the hair ribbon she used to tie her hair with.

The light purple satin carried a slightly cool temperature as it slowly covered the blood and flesh of Balrog.

Xiao Lan bandaged him up carefully, deeply afraid that he would hurt Baldy.

Xiao Lan ordered as he bandaged the wound.

"Don't circulate your energy during this period of time. Wait until the wound is better, or else your hand will be crippled."

baleful Luo Que silently listened, his pitch-black gaze all falling upon Xiao Lan's scattered three thousand ink-black hair that fluttered in the wind.

He had seen countless beauties before, but today, he finally knew what beauty was, the kind that was beautiful to the bone.

baldy's gaze slowly shifted downwards, and gradually all of them landed on Xiao Lan's eyes that were brimming with seriousness and caution. In the next second, he imprinted a kiss on Xiao Lan's cheek.

Sha Luo Que's movements were extremely fast, so fast that when Xiao Lan reacted, he had already left.

Xiao Lan paused in the process of bandaging the wound, and stared coldly at Balrog.

"What are you doing!"

"I still want to do more, can you agree?"

Xiao Lan abruptly pushed the silk in his hand, and immediately, the baleful Luo Que took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and panted towards Xiao Lan.

"It hurts, Lan'er, it hurts!"

Seeing that Baldy's pain was truly severe, Xiao Lan quickly loosened her grip. Lowering her eyes, her tone was still cold as she gave her lesson.

"Serves you right for taking advantage of me!"

Hearing this, in a place where Xiao Lan couldn't see, Baleful Luo Que was laughing like a blazing sun.

Xiao Lan tightly bandaged the wound of Baldy Luo Que, and even tied a butterfly knot on the back of his hand in a moment of passion that was a girl's heart.

He turned around and sat on the rock with Xiao Lan by his side. He swept his gaze at the bamboo forest Xiao Lan was looking at earlier and quickly asked with a smile on his face.

"Lan, who do you want to bury this time?"

Xiao Lan's gaze immediately froze as he looked at Balrog with some astonishment. How did he know?

Sha Luo Que looked at Xiao Lan with a smile. Seeing the surprise in Xiao Lan's eyes, the smile on the corners of his mouth became even stronger.

"Do you need my help?"

Xiao Lan came back to his senses and quickly shook his head. "No need."

"Really? I can help you dig the hole first. "

Xiao Lan shook his head. "No need."

Baldy Luo Que slightly raised his brows, "Alright, since you don't need it, I'll give you something."

Balrog took out an exquisite short blade from his sleeve and placed it in Xiao Lan's hand.

"What thing?" Xiao Lan revealed a doubtful expression.

Devil Luo Que stretched out his hand and pushed the long hair that Xiao Lan had blown onto the corner of her mouth back into her ears.

"I broke your dagger last time, so it's only right that I compensate you with a new one."

Xiao Lan gripped the hilt of the sharp blade tightly and pulled the blade out of its scabbard. A cold light flashed as the blade was pulled out.

Xiao Lan's eyes suddenly narrowed. From a single glance, it was clear that this short blade was not ordinary. Moreover, it seemed to have intelligence, because she discovered that when she pulled it out, it shook itself a bit.

Xiao Lan quickly looked at baleful Luo Que. "This thing …"

His Lan is smart, nothing can escape her eyes.

Baleful Luo Que extended his hand and quickly pulled Xiao An's palm over, using his dagger to cut a bloody wound on Xiao Lan's index finger.

Fresh blood flowed down from Xiao Lan's fingers, but was cleanly sucked away by the dagger in the blink of an eye.

This time, Xiao Lan's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"This thing sucks blood?!"

baldy's fingertip lightly pressed on Xiao Lan's bloody mouth, and in an instant, the bleeding wound stopped.

"Silly Lan, that's recognition of ownership."

Master?

Sucking blood and binding the owner?

It was the first time he saw it.

Looking at Xiao Lan's dazed appearance, Duo Luo Que smiled like a spring breeze. At this moment, his bone-chillingly cold eyes also carried some warmth.

As if she had thought of something, the long and slender finger of the Demon's Finger grabbed onto Xiao Lan's pulse while she was still in a daze.

Last time he remembered, his Lan'er had used the Heaven and Earth Flash, and he had vaguely sensed that there was something wrong with her body.

Xiao Lan did not avoid nor avoid as he allowed Balrog to inspect them. She discovered that every time they met, he would always help her feel her pulse. She had almost gotten used to it.

After carefully checking his pulse, his originally cold and pitch-black eyes instantly became bone-chilling cold.

"Lan'er, you used the third level of the Universe Formation."

These words were no longer a question, but a confirmation.

Xiao Lan nodded. "I did. I used three levels of power to kick Wei Ze."

"Weiser?"

That Eastern Han's first rank marquis?

Wasn't it her father?

She was making a move against her father.

The corners of Evil Luo Que's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile, but he quickly disappeared without a trace.

"What else did you do other than kick Yueze?"