Chapter 88 Smelting the blood of the demon clan (1)
Chapter 88: Smelting the blood of the demon clan (1)
After arranging his clothes, the green-scaled bird clung to Xiao Yan like a human being. Xiao Yan looked at the beautiful green-scaled bird, his eyes were lively, and the corner of his mouth showed a happy smile.
Turning around and seeing the white barrier laid by Mr. Zhan, Xindao and Qinglin, the demon saint, had already done that twice. The bloodline problem should have been solved, so he almost shouted to the outside: "Old Zhan, hurry up.
The barrier opens."
But what came was the ethereal voice of Mr. Zhan: "Is it going to be fine so soon? How about I give you two more days?"
The words "so fast" almost made Xiao Yan faint. He couldn't tell Mr. Zhan loudly in front of Qinglin, "I've already done it. I've done it a long time ago. It's been done twice already." He could only yell fiercely.
Said: "If you don't open the barrier, I will smash it myself."
"You can smash it if you want. Anyway, this tower is yours, not mine." Old Zhan's voice sounded from far to near, choking Xiao Yan until he was speechless.
"Brother Xiao Yan, who is Mr. Zhan?"
When he heard that there was someone else outside, and seemed to know about the incident between him and brother Xiao Yan, Qinglin was immediately ashamed and asked Xiao Yan who Mr. Zhan was.
"That's the old man in white robe you saw before, he is Old Zhan." Xiao Yan replied angrily.
"Oh, that old man looks quite immortal. Is he your master?" Qing Lin had a vague impression of Mr. Zhan.
"What? Him? Xianfengdaogu? Damn, he is just a wretched, obscene, shameless guy." When I thought about it, it was entirely possible that my confusion before was caused by Mr. Zhan, and it was very possible that he was peeping outside.
When it comes to everything about him, Xiao Yan is not angry at all.
"Why do you say that to an elder..." Qing Lin was a little baffled by Xiao Yan's anger.
"Return to the elders?" Xiao Yan pointed at the barrier and jumped up, "Do you know that all of this is..." Chapter 88: Smelting the blood of the demon clan (2)
Halfway through the words, Xiao Yan didn't dare to continue. If he told Qinglin everything, he didn't know whether Qinglin would hate Mr. Zhan to death, and it seemed that he had become an accomplice of Mr. Zhan.
How come you are so familiar with Mr. Zhan’s layout?
"?" Qinglin didn't know how complicated Xiao Yan's thoughts were at this moment, and was still waiting quietly for Xiao Yan to finish speaking.
At this moment, the barrier trembled for a while, and then slowly disappeared. A white figure stood not far away, glaring at Xiao Yan angrily.
"Who did you call a wretched, dirty, shameless guy just now?" Old Zhan pointed at Xiao Yan angrily, his gray beard rising and falling with anger.
"Isn't it?" Xiao Yan said tit for tat. He had no place to vent his pent-up anger. He pointed at the remaining barrier mist and the pieces of clothes on the ground with his fingers, feeling very excited.
Qing Lin frowned slightly and took two steps back. Although she didn't know what the two were arguing about, she could tell that the relationship between the two was anything but ordinary, and there was no malice in either of them.
"You, kid, are referring to these." The corner of Zhan Lao's mouth curled up, "Okay! Kid, then I want to talk to you. If I don't set up the barrier, should I go somewhere else to stay?"
What if you have an accident? If I don't use some means, with your personality, you can do that soberly? Otherwise, how can you smelt blood? I've worked hard for you, if you don't appreciate it, forget it.
Are you still here to accuse me?"
These words made Xiao Yan speechless. Xiao Yan wanted to refute, but he really couldn't find a reason. "It happened anyway. At least you have to tell me the truth." Xiao Yan snorted slightly.
"Your name is Qing Lin, right?" Old Zhan ignored Xiao Yan and turned his head to Qing Lin. Perhaps he felt a little guilty towards Qing Lin. Old Zhan's smile contained a rare warmth.
"Yeah." Qing Lin nodded slightly, without too much courtesy, because Qing Lin had already heard from the conversation between the two that the barrier and Xiao Yan's previous confusion seemed to have something to do with the person in front of him.
Related to the old man.
In fact, Qing Lin had some doubts before. She knew Xiao Yan's character too well. Unless it was a woman he recognized, even if she had a good impression, she would just keep it deep in her heart and would never take the initiative or force her to do anything. Naturally, she would
It was impossible for the overlord who was unconscious to take the bow, but she was immersed in the happiness and joy of being reunited with Xiao Yan at that time. Even if she had some doubts, she was willing to bear everything Xiao Yan imposed on her.
Now that he has vaguely guessed the truth, Qinglin has mixed feelings in his heart. He doesn't know what kind of attitude he should have towards Mr. Zhan. Let's talk about hatred. Qinglin feels that the old man's methods are really despicable and indeed hateful. But if not
With this old man's tricks, how could he get together with Xiao Yan, whom he had been dreaming about for so many years? He felt a little grateful to Mr. Zhan in his heart.
How could Qing Lin keep her thoughts hidden from Old Zhan for who knows how many years? But this matter is not very honorable after all. Old Zhan's smile became thicker due to guilt, and he boasted: "She is indeed a natural beauty, stunning in the world, no wonder
This kid Xiao Yan talks about it every day. You two are really a perfect match."
Hearing Mr. Zhan's praise, Qing Lin recalled the sweetness between the two of them just now, and two red clouds flew up on her face immediately. She lowered her head and secretly glanced at Xiao Yan, feeling very happy in her heart - it turns out that brother Xiao Yan really has me in his heart.
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It has to be said that Jiang is indeed very old, and Zhan Lao's compliments easily eliminated Qinglin's hatred for him.
Xiao Yan, on the other hand, rolled his eyes fiercely and secretly scolded Mr. Zhan for making things out of nothing in order to wash away his despicableness! "When did I never forget Qinglin? When have you ever heard me talk about her? She was just a child in my heart at that time.