Chapter 197 Self-injury

Surrounded by those huge stone statues, it is indeed impossible for ordinary people to be alive.

But the old man's words, Cang Lan seemed to be unheard, and still ran to the stone statue without hesitation. At this moment, the stone beast has been cast a spell to stand still, and the wind has gradually stopped. At this moment, the dusty desert can vaguely see the moon in the sky.

The huge stone statues stand in the dust and sand, each of which is next to each other. Looking at their distance at this moment and the last action, it is not difficult to see that they were finally stopped by the old man in the case of attack.

"Lan Ge. Lan Ge. Canglan walked into the group of stone statues. In front of the stone statues as high as several feet, she looked so weak that she kept calling Lan Ge's name, but the only thing that answered her was the desert wind.

The old man was a little unhappy when he saw that Canglan was so unyed and didn't hear his words at all, but he thought that since he had made it himself, it was not easy to stand by. With a deep sigh, he flew down from the air and found someone.

Ten stone beasts, Canglan searched almost everywhere, and his throat shouted a little interference, but the man still had no echo. The more he shouted, the more worried he became. The anxiety and fear unconsciously appeared in her eyes, even she ignored herself.

If he really dies like this, will she become the murderer indirectly? She didn't want to owe him anything, but she still owed him.

"Lan Ge, you must not die. You haven't finished your immortality. You still have so many things to complete. You can't die." I prayed that Lan Ge was still alive, but the scene in front of him was gradually disappointing.

After the battle, the whole desert was quiet. The old man and Can Lan looked for it over and over again, but they never found any figure of Lan Ge. The cold sword was within reach of Cang Lan. Cang Lan did not pick it up, but blindly looked for Lan Ge.

Looking back and looking at the dust-free sword on the stone statue in the distance, and remembering what Lange said at the last moment, Canglan's heart could no longer calm down. He said that he regretted the decision thousands of years ago. He said that he would not leave it, but since these words have been said, why didn't he fulfill his promise?

Closing her eyes, Cang Lan was unwilling to accept the fact that she couldn't find Lan Ge. She didn't believe that he really died like this. He was a fairy. How could he die so easily?

The old man looked at all this quietly, staring at the front with narrow eyes, and did not dare to look back at Canglan's sad appearance. He coughed dryly and had to persuade him, "Don't be too sad. After all, people can't come back to life after death, and it is also a blessing for him to be buried in this beautiful desert."

Or in the eyes of the old man, this desert should be the most beautiful place in the world. It can be buried by the wind and sand, and it should also be the blessing of God.

Cang Lan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man coldly. His eyes were cold enough to make people afraid, "Fou? Is this your blessing or someone else's disaster? Do you know that your joke has killed people?

Cang Lan is indeed very angry with this old man.

The old man curled his lips and didn't do much explanation. He subconsciously took a few steps away from Canglan, because he was afraid that the woman would do it at any time. "It's not all my fault. If you didn't have to grab the place with me, I wouldn't hurt people. Besides, how do I know you are so weak that even a few stone beasts can't do anything about it. Since they are all people who want to go to the city of fantasy, they will die if they don't have the ability to go there.

Canglan was even more angry. How did he know that the old man's next sentence lowered his posture? "Actually, I know I'm also wrong. I shouldn't have hurt your heart, but he is dead and crushed by this stone statue, I can't put him back to you, even if there is , are you willing to take it?"

The old man pointed to the stone statues and asked.

Because of anger and sadness, Cang Lan had no strength to quarrel with the old man again. She looked at the old man for a long time, unable to withdraw her eyes and looked at the stone statue in front of her. The crystal ** slipped between her eyes.

With heavy steps, Cang Lan walked in step by step.

Do you know that he can't die? Do you know how much he cares about? Do you know how many people will be sad if he dies? I have searched several times, but there is still no trace of Lan Ge. Cang Lan doesn't believe that Lan Ge will die, but she can't find it, and the care in her heart is still there.

She thought that she would really not cry for Lan Ge again, but now she couldn't help crying. Once that obsession lasted for thousands of years, but now she wants her to die in the face of Lan Ge. How can she not be sad?

I don't know when a figure suddenly appeared behind the old man. He stood quietly behind the old man, like a wisp of wind, without trace and silent. When the old man reacted, he had been stopped by that man.

He cried secretly in his heart, and the old man looked at the man with a little unhappily. He was very dissatisfied with his secret attack.

But he seems to have forgotten who just drove the stone beast for fun and made others experience nine deaths. But the unhest also soon disappeared, replaced by a trace of melancholy in the eyes.

Suddenly, the heart that had fallen into sadness felt something. Canglan couldn't wait to turn around and meet the familiar person.

Lang Ge slowly walked to Canglan and let the Buddha step on the moonlight, but the plain clothes were already covered with dust. Looking at the tears in the eyes of the people in front of him, Lan Ge smiled and smiled with a different satisfaction.

"As you said, I can't die now, so I won't die so easily." Like a joke, he said it with a soft smile, and his tone was a little more complacent.

Shocked, stunned and happy, Canglan couldn't believe that this person appeared like this, so he was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak. Looking at Lan Ge in a daze, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The warm palm was so wide that even the temperature was so familiar.

Under the moonlight, his face was particularly clear by the moonlight, and the faint sadness between his eyebrows was just like the moonlight, which was intoxicating.

But suddenly, a person suddenly thought of a figure in her mind, which made Canglan wake up in a hurry. He lowered his head and subconsciously dodged Lan Ge's hand and wiped the tears on his cheeks, "Are you... nothing serious?"

The hanging hand is a little lost. The relief at that moment turned out that it was really just a flash. He put down his hand and smiled faintly and said, "It made you worry. It's just a little injury, and it doesn't matter."

"That's good." Cang Lan replied faintly, lowered her head and never looked at Lan Ge, "Since you're fine, then... that's good."

It's okay, then you don't have to owe anything. The only thing she is afraid of is the person in front of her.

Lange hooked the corners of his lips extremely bitterly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the cold sword that fell on the ground. After looking at Canglan, he picked up the cold sword and gave it to her, "This is something you protect yourself. You can't fall any more."

Cang Lan nodded and took the cold sword, but his eyes didn't know where to put it. How much he wanted to be worried and eager. Lan Ge didn't see it at all.

The cold atmosphere is really not suitable for two people to talk alone, not to mention that Canglan doesn't mean to talk too much to Lan Ge. Lan Ge smiled in his heart, "It's time to carry out our focus." When Canglan heard the words, he raised his eyes and looked at Lan Ge.

Lang Ge turned around and walked to the old man. Cang Lan first wondered for a moment, and then followed.

The old man stared at the two people who came gradually, his mouth was slightly **, and asked with a wary face, "What do you...what do you want to do?"

Walking to the old man's side, Lan Ge smiled deeper, "You have been manipulating tonight for so long, and we have been teased by you for so long. Should we get back some justice at this moment?"

"So... what do you want to do? Do you want to tease me, a crazy old man?" The old man blinked his eyes and asked.

Lan Ge smiled with a little coldness, "Crazy old man? Are you talking about yourself?

Cang Lan was slightly stunned, and the old man was even more confused.

Lange continued: "Three thousand years ago, would it be a crazy old man who spent his whole life building the ancient capital of the desert as a bride price for the sake of his loved ones?"

The old man was stunned when he heard the words. When Lan Ge mentioned the word Jiang Li, his face became more gloomy. Facing Canglan's doubtful eyes, the old man pulled out a sneer at the corners of his mouth, "Ma self-injury, Ma self-injury, I'm a crazy old man, I don't know what Ma self-injury."

"If you don't know, I can recall it for you." Lan Ge smiled and was not busy defending the old man's words. Everything seemed so calm. "Three thousand years ago, among the hundreds of tribes in the wilderness, there was a man named Ma who hurt himself. He was a spiritual stone born from the blood of the god of Pangu when the great god Pangu opened the world. After thousands of years of cultivation, he finally cultivated the human form. He once played the world and was free in the three worlds. Later, when they learned that there was a peerless saint in the fantasy city, they went there. After arriving in the fantasy city, the two fell in love at first sight. But because the city owner of the fantasy city deliberately embarrassed, he asked the horse to build a tower outside the fantasy city from outside the fantasy city, which is a condition for marrying a saint.

The old man listened, his face gradually turned white, and even his breathing became short.

Canglan just quietly listened to what Lan Ge said. Looking at the old man's look, he could probably guess that the old man was the horse who injured himself.

"Although Ma Ziju was cultivated by spiritual stone, he was a persistent person. Moreover, he also believed in his strength at that time, so it was not difficult for him to build a city tower. So he readily agreed, but never thought that the main place he built in the fantasy city would be this desert. Speaking of this, Lan Ge's eyes were a little more admirable, "But Ma still agreed to make a contract and wait for the completion of the construction of the ancient capital in the desert, which was the time for him to marry the saint. How can I know that it is not easy to build the capital city in the desert, so it took 400 years for Ma to complete his own injury. However, when he went to the city of fantasy to marry the saint, the saint died of his age more than 100 years after he left. When Ma returned to the city of fantasy, it was more than 200 years later. Yes, isn't it?"