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The smile on the corner of Po Luo Que's mouth gradually became so strong that it made people feel dizzy.

When Xiao Lan's consciousness was completely fused with Balrog's consciousness, Balrog began to mutter nonstop about the thirty words of an inner force cultivation technique.

Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang, all living things in the universe, everything went cold in an instant. Qi sunk into the dantian, meridians, bones, blood, bones, and frost entered the spiritual consciousness.

"Depressed, changed, silent."

Xiao Lan had never experienced such a miraculous feeling as her entire body was enveloped in an icy cold aura.

Wisps of cold air continuously seeped into her blood, entering her bones and blood. Finally, they fused into her heart, causing her entire body to exude an icy coldness.

Her blood and energy, which had been tumbling in her body and was on the verge of going against the flow of the energy, were gradually being reorganized. Her heart meridian, which had been scorched by the Mysterious Sky Spirit Yang Tactic, began to heal.

After an unknown amount of time, only when Xiao Lan felt the cold energy around her slowly become weaker did she slowly open her eyes.

When she looked around, she realized that Yinuo had disappeared long ago, and it was almost evening.

Xiao Lan slowly gripped her ten fingers. She could clearly feel that her body had changed.

It was as if a cold air was seeping out from within, especially from the moment she was chanting the thirty word 'true decision' that Baldy had said. She could clearly feel the cold air around her.

Evening's rosy red transparent, both spectacular and beautiful.

The bright red light shone on Xiao Lan's purple clothes, causing her to be so beautiful that she couldn't move a muscle.

Xiao Lan raised her gaze to the distance, and the ripples in her eyes were comparable to the magnificence of the multicolored clouds.

Just at this moment, a moan came from not too far away. "Aiyo, it hurts so much …"

Xiao Lan retracted her gaze from the sky and looked towards the source of the sound. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten about the red lotus for a long time.

At this moment, the red lotus was covering the facial features of the back of her head and feeling conflicted.

She remembered … She seemed to have been knocked unconscious.

Furthermore...

The red lotus looked at the sky that was no longer bright and beautiful. She had fainted for a long time, from before noon to evening.

The first thing Red Lotus did after waking up was to look towards the rock Xiao Lan was on, and she noticed that Xiao Lan's gaze was calmly looking at her. She couldn't help but reveal an expression of being wronged.

The Princess must have known what had happened to her.

"Esteemed wangfei …"

Red Lotus was just about to ask when Xiao Lan started walking down the mountain. "I'm back."

Hong Lian's face instantly turned sickly. It looked like wangfei wasn't planning to tell her who had beaten her up this time. Her attacks were just too ruthless.

However, she didn't know that it was already good enough for her to survive.

When they returned to their residence, Xiao Lan's eyes slightly narrowed. Xuanyuan Yun and Ru Feng were actually not present.

If not, she could take a break.

When night fell and Xuanyuan Wentian was nowhere to be seen, Xiao Lan calmly ate his dinner and went to bed after washing his face and rinsing his mouth.

Just as she was about to extinguish the candle flame, the door to her room was pushed open smoothly from the outside, and a white robe entered Xiao Lan's sight.

Xuanyuan *

Xiao Lan neatly packed up her clothes and sat up on the bed.

Xuanyuan Yun walked into the inner room with a chilly expression. With a calm gaze, he glanced at Xiao Lan before heading off to wash himself.

Xiao Lan sat motionlessly on the spot, both eyes slightly dazed as he turned to face the screen. Through the screen, he could roughly see Xuanyuan Wentian's slender figure.

At this time, to Xiao Lan, Xuan Yuan was extremely complicated.

He was the one she couldn't touch, and he was also the one she hated. After hearing her promise today, Xiao Lan had no choice but to fill her heart in on it. The one she feared was the one who said that Xuan Yuan would turn her into a pool of blood.

Recalling her previous insolence and insolence, wasn't she taking a stroll through the gates of hell several times? For a moment, Xiao Lan's thoughts became increasingly complicated as she quietly sat on the bed.

Half an incense stick of time later, Xuanyuan Yun walked out from behind the screen in a chilly manner. Although he had changed into a new set of clothes, he was still wearing a white robe.

It was only until Xuanyuan Yun was almost within reach of the bed that Xiao Lan finally regained her senses and quickly looked towards Xuanyuan Wentian.

Xuanyuan Yun raised his eyes slightly and very naturally met Xiao Lan's gaze.

Xiao Lan was startled, and his voice sounded out in a low voice.

"You … What's the matter? "

Xuanyuan Yun calmly sat on the edge of the bed and bent down to take off his felt boots.

"This King wants to go to bed."

With that, he laid down on the bed and extinguished the candle flame in his sleeve.

The sudden darkness took Xiao Lan a long time to get used to. Borrowing the weak moonlight outside the window, Xiao Lan could roughly see the Xuanyuan Feng that was standing in front of him.

He was lying in a very orderly manner, just like his personality. There was not a single place for him to idle around.

Xiao Lan tightened his grip on his clothes. He didn't know that his sleeping posture was the same as the one in the coffin a thousand years later.

After a short moment, Xiao Lan secretly took a deep breath as she slept in the innermost corner of the bed. There was a large gap between the two of them.

Not long after Xiao Lan laid down, she suddenly heard Xuanyuan Wentian's ice-cold voice.

"I have received news that Princess Nanxuan, Duanmu Yan, has already arrived at the capital of the Eastern Han Capital. Tomorrow, we will return to the capital. After we return to the capital, you should be well aware of what you need to do."

Xiao Lan opened his eyes.

Princess Xuan …

It seemed like it was time for her shield to take effect.

But, had he solved the problem with the Wolong Pavilion?

Xiao Lan slightly turned around to look at Xuanyuan Yun who was lying not far from her.

Compared to when his vision had gotten used to the darkness, even if there was not even a little candle flame, Xiao Lan was still able to vaguely make out Xuanyuan Yun's facial features.

Even in the dark, it was easy to lose your mind.

Xiao Lan held her breath and took a few deep glances.

After a short moment, Xiao Lan withdrew her gaze, and her voice was low and slightly resonating.

"Han Yuhao agreed to be your weapon?"

Xuanyuan Yun who had his eyes closed slowly opened them. His long and charming eyes were filled with endless splendor the moment he opened them, it was a pity that it was night and no one could see his soul-stirring beauty.

Xiao Lan silently waited for the answer.

Only after a long while did Xuanyuan Yun slowly speak, but what he said was not the answer Xiao Lan had been waiting for.

"Do you want Han Yuhao to agree or not?"

Xuanyuan Wentian's question couldn't help but cause Xiao Lan to freeze. She?

The condition was something they had discussed. What did she have to do?

"I'm a woman, but I'm not interested in these things. Han Yuhao should have had nothing to do with me."

It has nothing to do with her...

"Oh?"

The simple syllable was slowly picked up by Xuanyuan Po's low and melodious voice, making it seem very melodious, but it was mixed with an extremely intriguing meaning.

Xiao Lan pursed her lips.

This man didn't say much, but he could often break the words and explanation that others had gone through great difficulty to organize with just a single word.

The room fell into a stifling silence.

Xiao Lan quietly waited, waiting for Xuanyuan Feng to speak again.

She felt that Xuanyuan Wentian must have said something else, that he was prepared to fight him with all his might, but Xuanyuan Feng did not utter a single word.