"I see, who are you who are fighting?" Lan Yaqi also noticed that the boy was a ghost cultivator, and the gloom in her eyes flashed away.

"He is Brother Wei's master. They saved my life. I can't just die without saving him."

Lan Xin also understood that her third aunt looked like a soldier, so she would definitely not like ghost cultivators, but she had to say it.

Hearing what her niece said, Lan Yaqi waved, and a general behind her took a step forward: "Lan Xi, go over and ask them to show mercy."

I saw the general turn over on the tiger, let out a long roar, and the black tiger spread its wings and flew away, and soon disappeared.

"Let's wait for them here." Lan Yaqi found a stone and sat down.

Lan Xin took the initiative to hold Wei Ling's hand and told him with her eyes not to be afraid, I am here.

Lan Xin took Wei Ling and found a stone to sit there. She looked carefully at the black-armored warriors under Third Aunt and at the black tiger who was resting next to her, expressing great interest.

Lan Xin saw her third aunt squinting her eyes and not knowing what she was thinking, so she had no choice but to whisper to Wei Ling.

Wei Ling tightened his grip on the bamboo flute Lan Xin had just given him, and then held her hand, fearing that she would leave.

After a while, Lan Xin heard the familiar footsteps of the undead creature. When she looked back, she saw Wei Ling's personal ghost warrior running this way.

And the ghost master dressed in black also floated over, followed by a few undead creatures he had with him, but there were not many left.

Wei Ling ran over happily when he saw his master safe and sound, but Lan Xin felt a little lost.

"The Flying Black Tiger Legion is indeed worthy of its reputation. I commanded tens of thousands of undead legions during my heyday, so I'm afraid I'm no match for them.

I just don’t know that General Lan’s visit is also to kill a man like me?” The ghost master’s voice was still weird and difficult to distinguish.

"General, I'm here today for Lan Xin." Lan Yaqi got straight to the point, paused and then said, "Originally, when I saw you evil heretics today, I should have eradicated them.

But for the sake of saving our Lan Xin, I will let you go today."

Mr. Gui was surprised when he heard that Lan Xin was actually of the Lan family, but he quickly said: "In that case, let's take a step first, Wei Ling, let's go."

Wei Ling didn't expect to be separated from Lan Xin, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and turned around to see Lan Xin who was also in a daze.

"Let's go." Hearing that Master's breath was getting worse, Wei Ling had no choice but to speed up his pace. He turned around and waved to Lan Xin: "Lan Xin, see you later."

Lan Xin also heard this and had to bid farewell to Wei Ling loudly: "Brother Wei, we will see you in the future."

Seeing the Ghost Master and his group leaving quickly, Lan Yaqi also came to Lan Xin and solemnly said to her: "They are ghost cultivators, they are on the same side as us, good and evil are not mutually exclusive."

When Lan Xin heard Lan Yaqi's words, she felt in her heart that they might not be able to see each other again for a long time. She suddenly started crying. Lan Xin choked with tears and said, "I know, but Brother Wei was not like that before."

Lan Yaqi held her in her arms and patted her back, but Lan Xin let out an "Ah" sound.

Lan Yaqi's eyes flashed coldly when she saw the blood seeping out of her back and the messy bandage.

Lan Yaqi brought the injured Xuzhou general back to Xuzhou City and revealed his identity to the governor.

The governor was also shocked. He did not expect that the unknown primary school student from the martial arts academy would be the daughter of King Zhennan. The governor immediately said that he would handle the aftermath.

Therefore, the martial arts academy quickly issued a notice: Instructor Wang of the third class of the children's class colluded with the ghost cultivator, colluded with the ghost cultivator, and was harmed by the ghost cultivator.

Lan Xin, on the other hand, was maliciously framed by Instructor Wang and sacrificed to the ghost cultivator.

The martial arts academy cleared Lan Xin's grievances in this way, and Lan Xin felt very uncomfortable.

But Lan Yaqi said to her: "This is the best solution. After all, you will join the army in the future, so your reputation cannot be stained."

"Am I going to join the army in the future?" Although Lan Xin also wanted to be a general, she still had some doubts.

"Yes, your mother is the world-famous King Zhennan, the military god of our Tianlong Kingdom. Our Lan family has been in the military for generations, guarding the border, and you will be the same in the future." Lan Yaqi said solemnly.

"Then my last name will be Lan from now on."

"right"

"Blue blue."

"right"

"Third aunt, where is my father?" Lan Xin suddenly thought of Lan Cheng'er, who wanted to get the piano master's certificate.

"The king has sent someone to take him to Yueyang. You can see him when you get home."

"That's great. I will have a father and a mother in the future. Let's see who still looks down on me."

Lan Xin expressed that she was very happy and satisfied.

The Flying Black Tiger Legion led by Lan Yaqi flew directly in the air at a very fast speed.

Lan Xin also happily sat on the back of Feitian Black Tiger and felt very excited being held in Lan Yaqi's arms.

Such a big flying tiger, so high in the sky, Lan Xin felt the wind blowing in her ears, it was so fun.

"Are you scared?"

"Don't be afraid, it's fun."

"nice! You love it."

"Third Aunt, will I have my own flying tiger in the future?" Lan Xin rubbed her little head against Lan Yaqi's chin.

Lan Yaqi was silent for a while, then decided to tell the truth: "The Flying Black Tiger, also known as the Flying Demon Tiger, is the exclusive mount of our Lan family army.

These are the warriors I brought with me who were carefully selected by the Lan family. After many tests, they were recognized by Feitian Black Tiger and became a member of the legion."

"Are all the flying black tigers the same?"

"Every species has its advantages and disadvantages. You are the daughter of King Zhennan. If you can understand the wind curse, you can hope to be recognized by the superior flying demon tiger.

Only the best flying demon tiger can hope to inherit the position of Tiger King."

"I will work hard." Lan Xin touched the ear of the Flying Demon Tiger, expressing her longing for it.

Lan Yaqi is a little worried. Her sister now has two daughters. Lan Suiping is weak and sick. Although he has learned etiquette and talent since he was a child, he cannot practice martial arts at all. Although he is a daughter, if he inherits the throne, he may not be able to convince the public.

Lan Xin, who came from the side room, has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and cannot read or write.

But the other father-in-law originally said that he would be given to his sister as a servant, but his brother-in-law said that he was born in the Yueyang family and it would be too unfair to be a servant.

So she was promoted to side king, and now she is pregnant again, and it is said that she is still a girl.

I really don’t know how my sister should choose, and my brother-in-law has always been as gentle as jade, but his methods are so superb that no one can see through them.

Lan Yaqi thought about it and felt her head was heavy. Forget it, she was a warrior woman and she didn't have enough brains to think about these issues. Let her sister have the headache.

"Third Aunt, you said your mother and you are sisters, is she as gentle as you?" Lan Xin pestered Lan Yaqi to ask this and that.

"Yeah," Lan Yaqi was thinking about something and nodded involuntarily.
Chapter completed!