Chapter 47 The Blue Family

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"It's my house in front. Do you want to take a rest?"

"No, I still have to go south."

"Why, do you dislike me and don't want to go with me?"

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Zhang Yan, who had been galloping in the air for a day and one night, suddenly stopped. Below them, there is a continuous complex of buildings.

Zhang Yan looked at Lan Xuehen in front of him. Although there was no hostility between them, he was still unwilling to take the liberty to accept the invitation. He shook his head and refused silently.

A trace of disappointment flashed on Lan Xuehen's beautiful face. She couldn't explain why she invited him impulsively. Maybe it was attracted by his shocking secret, or maybe he saved him regardless of the past. I can't explain...

"In this case, I will leave. By the way, I forgot to tell you that most of the high-level monks in Longyuan City are looking for you now, all for the two mysterious treasures on your body. Be careful on the way in the future. Don't be caught by the monks. Instead, it's not worth burying your life to the ghost beasts.

Zhang Yan looked at the smiling woman in front of him. In less than two days, their relationship was between friends and strangers, and he couldn't tell what it was like. After a while of silence, he said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"That's good. This is what I gave you." Lan Xuehen took out three jade slips from his storage pocket and handed them to Zhang Yan, "I think this will be useful to you in the future."

"What is it?"

"I'm stupid. Say it, will you?"

“......”

Zhang Yan squeezed his lips, reached out and took it. Looking at the jade slips, these three jade slips are a map of the whole continent, which record all geographical locations, including northern Xinjiang, Middle soil, East China Sea, etc., as large as mountains and rivers, to a lane, which are marked in detail.

A collection of herbs, covering almost all the exotic grasses, birds and beasts, mineral rocks, Lin Linzong, and a variety of them, together with maps and annotations, which makes up for him, a fledgling guy, to make up for the gap in the foundation of cultivation.

The remaining jade slip is a book similar to the chronicle of the monk's calendar, which records some things that have been passed down from generation to generation in the real world on the ancient star. Some well-known and long-inherited sects are also involved. However, the most common description of the major events in the world of cultivation, such as the underworld prison opened once in 300 years, are recorded.

These three jade slips are very precious to Zhang Yan, making him, a rookie with no head flies, stray into the world of cultivation and make up for the basic knowledge fiercely.

He couldn't help but feel a trace of gratitude. She actually saw that she knew nothing about the world of cultivation. He knew that if Lan Xuehen said the effect of these three jade slips before giving them to him, he would definitely not accept them.

There is nothing he can do. Sometimes he can clearly recognize his stubbornness and strong temper.

"How about it, like these things!" When Lan Xuehen saw Zhang Yan accepting his own things, he was happy for a moment, and his pretty face was full of smiles.

"Well, the value of these three jade slips is very ordinary for others, but they are precious to me!" Zhang Yan looked at her happy face and unconsciously hung a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Hearing Zhang Yan admit that what he gave was precious, Lan Xuehen's heart was uncontrollable sweetness, and his face was even brighter.

Qiu Shui's eyes looked at Zhang Yan, who was always cold and indifferent, with a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. She couldn't help blurting out, "Hey, I've always had a question. How can the curvature of the corners of your mouth be so beautiful! You should laugh more. You don't know, you look so beautiful..."

Hearing the words, Zhang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, and the smile at the corners of his mouth disappeared.

Lan Xuehen laughed, "Hey, how old are you this year?"

"18!"

“......”

Lan Xuehen originally asked casually, but Zhang Yan's answer was shocking. Her apricot eyes were wide open and she stared at Zhang Yan carefully, making Zhang Yan feel uncomfortable.

"Well, little brother, you are only 18 years old. Sister, I won't tell you this year!" Lan Xuehen swallowed his age into his stomach. This is also too annoying. The 18-year-old foundation-building master in northern Xinjiang, except for the true disciples of several famous schools, who can have such talent?

Zhang Yan curled his lips, as if to say who knows your age.

In Lan Xuehen's eyes, he mistakenly thought that Zhang Yan was joking that he was old. He was about to bite his silver teeth and get angry fiercely, but was interrupted by a scream.

"Do you have the guts not to go? How dare you come to my Lan's house? If I can't destroy you today, I won't be surnamed Lan!"

The sound came from below, and the preaching was very weak in the air, but both of them could hear it clearly.

"It's Lan Kun! This is a troublemaker, I don't know what kind of person it is..."

When Lan Xuehen heard the sound, his anger flashed past and fell quickly to the ground.

Zhang Yan was slightly stunned and followed.

On the ground, at the door of a huge mansion, a young man in blue danced a light blue flying sword and covered a middle-aged group in a gray robe. "Dog, you can leave it for me..."

The middle-aged man used a shining dark green knife to look at the flying sword that resisted the young man in blue, turned a deaf ear to his dirty words, his eyebrows locked, and his face was full of anxiety.

Around them, there are more than a dozen other people beside them, all young men and women in blue. They watched the young man in blue steadily suppress the middle-aged man in gray with a slightly higher cultivation, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Brother Lan Kun, beat this short-sighted dog to death!"

"Brother's cultivation has risen again, and the foundation has been built in the later stage. If it hadn't been for this dog, we wouldn't have known it. Brother would have been too low-key..."

"Well, who is this fool? How dare you provoke Brother Lan Kun? Brother doesn't need mercy and directly abolish him!"

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The young man in blue, that is, Lan Kun among the population, was even more proud when he heard the words of his brothers and sisters. His face was rampant, and the pale blue flying sword in his hand was another rapid attack.

The middle-aged gray robe only has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and the dark green knife in his hand is only a medium-grade magic weapon. He was attacked by Lan Kun and was extremely embarrassed.

Seeing that he was about to die under the flying sword for a moment, the middle-aged man in the gray robe turned red and shouted, "What Zhu said is definitely not a joke, but you don't believe it. You... If you delay a big thing, I will die, and you won't live!"

"Hmm, Zhu Fugui, who are you? You have to see my patriarch without evidence. Who do you think you are? Bah! I want to scare the young master when I die!" Lan Kun's face was fierce, and the attack became more and more fierce.

After Zhang Yan and Lan Xueshen fell on the ground, they did not appear, but hid behind a big stone and observed carefully. Naturally, the two saw that the middle-aged gray robe was definitely not the opponent of Lan Kun. But what is the big deal in the middle-aged mouth of the gray robe? How did he go to Lan's family's territory? Also, why didn't Lan Kun and others let him in?

"They fight, is there no one in your clan to take care of it?" Zhang Yan quietly looked at everything in front of him. To be honest, he still sympathized with the middle-aged man in gray robe, who was besieged by more than a dozen people and fought alone. Once upon a time, he was as embarrassed as him? But he can't take action. After all, Lan Kun is a member of Lan Xuehen and always has to take care of her face.

"It's not that my father led the elders and the first two generations to Longyuan City. At this time, there were only three generations of children in the clan to guard the door, and there was no one to restrain them."

Lan Xuehen shook her head. Naturally, she saw Zhang Yan's arrogance of Lan Kun's arrogance. In order to protect the family's face, she then explained, "My Lan family is not a bully who bullies the countryside for no reason. On the contrary, we still help many people in the same way. They have always had a good reputation in northern Xinjiang, or they are ashamed of northern Xinjiang. The title of the first family. Lan Kun in front of you is a little frivolous, but I believe he will not bully people for no reason.

"You just said that he was a troublemaker, but now he has defended him..." Zhang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, and he didn't believe Lan Xuehen's explanation. Lan Kun was arrogant and domineering, which was not comparable to frivolous at all.

"You... If you want to save the man in gray, just say it directly. Why are you tit-for-tat with me?" Lan Xuehen was a little embarrassed for a moment, even if he knew the truth. But she was annoyed and thought he would stand by herself, but this person made people angry so quickly!

"You'd better stop them quickly, or someone will die. If you don't save him, I'll save him. I'm curious about what the man said. Zhang Yan had no intention to quarrel with her. He glanced at the middle-aged man's breath in the gray robe and was about to fall. He couldn't help persuading her to save people.

Zhang Yan's reason was very far-fetched. Lan Xuehen naturally heard it, and he breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said: You did a good job, and you didn't act insinkly.

"Lan Kun! Stop it!" She waved her waist gently and walked towards Lan Kun and others.

Lan Kun was about to solve Zhu Fugui. He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words. He was too familiar with this voice. It was his senior sister and the suzerain's own daughter Lan Xuehen!

As soon as he was stunned, Zhu Fugui quickly retreated aside and gasped.

"It's Sister Xuehen!"

"Sister Xuehen is back!"

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More than a dozen third-generation Lan clans, who had been watching the battle, suddenly appeared in front of them and hurried forward to salute.

"I'll deal with you later!" Lan Kun stared fiercely at Zhu Fugui and trotted all the way to Lan Xuehen, with a bright smile on his face, "Sister Xuehen, you are back! Well, we also have the backbone!"

"Get out of here!" Lan Xuehen's pretty face was full of anger, scolded rudely, and then stretched out his hand to the rest of the people, "You should also go away and talk about it later!"

"Sister Xuehen, have you encountered anything wrong? Tell your brother, and I will vent my anger on you!" When the rest of the people saw that Lan Xuehen was angry, they stood aside as if they were cold and dared not speak. Only Lan Kun stood beside Lan Xuehen without any awareness to pay attention.

"I told you to get out of here! Didn't you hear it?" Lan Xuehen saw Lan Kun's self-righteous expression and ran up in anger. This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth word by word, containing endless anger.

It was because of Lan Kun's domineering that she was rudely ridiculed by Zhang Yan. How could she not be annoyed?

When Lan Kun saw the frost on Lan Xuehen's jade face, he couldn't help shivering and dared not say another word. He ran to the side in dismay. His face was blue and white, and his heart was still wondering. What's wrong with the senior sister? She took the wrong medicine...

"Zhu Fugui, why don't you stay in Quhe City and run to my Lan's house?" Lan Xuehen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and walked leisurely to Zhu Fugui with no expression on her face.