As a result, Lan Zhen took the initiative to retreat in a small dark room and practice without going anywhere.
And the four corners of the small dark room are even more strongly guarded!
In this case——
The master of the sect touched his chin. If it goes down any longer, something will be wrong. It needs to be replaced with something fresher this time.
Lan Zhen's words...
Soon, a flash of light flashed in the sect leader's eyes, and then he disappeared.
The small black room is surrounded by strong men guarding it, and there are four elders sitting in charge. For others, such protection would make it impossible for even a fly to fly in, but no one would have thought that the most powerful leader of the Tiandao Sect was responsible for the destruction.
Sir.
then--
The lord of the clan easily entered the dark room.
At this moment, Lan Zhen was practicing with his eyes closed, completely unaware of the approaching danger.
If you say that the lord of the sect wants to cripple Lan Zhen and severely injure him and automatically give up, that would be a big mistake. The lord of the sect is not such a bad person.
I saw the sect leader pointing his finger, and Lan Zhen, who kept sitting cross-legged, fell back and lost consciousness.
The sect leader chuckled: "You kid, you have offended that little girl before, and when her two old monster masters come to find you, even this sect leader will not be able to save your little life, so you have to pay a price now.
Just smile, Bo Hongyan, this sect leader is really doing your best."
The lord of the sect took out a pen from his arms, smiled, and then started writing on Lan Cheng's forehead.
After this kind of potion is written, it will never fade within a year or a half, and after a year and a half, the competition will be over long ago.
The sect leader began to write on his forehead, well, what to write...
The dignified leader of the sect, who was usually so powerful and dignified, was acting like a naughty boy at this moment, tilting his head and holding his chin while thinking, while writing words on Lan Xun's forehead.
Soon, several big black characters appeared on Lan Zhen's forehead: "I am a big idiot!"
The lord of the sect originally stopped writing about this, but after thinking about it, he felt that such words were not serious. Su Luo would be upset, so the lord of the sect said to Lan Cheng: "For the sake of your life, you should suffer more now."
Well, this sect master really does it for your own good."
Then the sect leader wrote "I am a big idiot" on Lan Zhen's left cheek and right cheek respectively.
In this way, the forehead, left and right cheeks, are all covered with big black characters, clear and perfect, great!
The master of the sect put away his pen, looked at his work, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, not bad. This is good, very good. Miss Su will also be satisfied with it."
Then, the sect leader disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been here before, leaving no trace.
The next day, Lan Zhen woke up from a coma.
He rubbed his forehead. Why did he feel dizzy?
But he didn't think much about it, because there were so many people guarding him from all sides, so what danger could there be?
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by the fourth elder's voice: "Zhen'er, are you awake? There will be a game in an hour. We can go over now."
Lan Zhen rubbed his sore eyes, stood up, stretched, and with a snap of his fingers, the door opened.
He said: "Dad, get ready, let's go there now."
As the door opened, the sunlight from outside shone in, and the dark room suddenly became brighter.
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