Chapter 9: Looking for me? ()

At this time, the man's music changed again, with whispering in his sonorous voice. With the music, everyone moved. Yang Lan moved a few steps and then complained secretly.

The person's intention was to ask them to surround him! In this way, Yang Lan's hiding was not so convenient. Yang Lan followed the man's sheng sound, and the young man's sheng sound also had an impact on her. Therefore, on the one hand, she had to keep her clear mind, and on the other hand, she forced her steps and fought against the sheng sound.

These are very laborious things. After Yang Lan took a few steps, she was sweating profusely. Finally, the crowd of people moving forward formed a circle and everyone stopped moving. Yang Lan relaxed: Now she just needs to keep her mind clear.

Just as Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of the sheng changed again, becoming light and smooth, beautiful and beautiful. As the tone changed, all the women automatically moved forward. The men remained still.

How high is this person's martial arts? Yang Lan himself is a fairy, so he knows that this person has no demonic energy and does not use magic. It is not magic, so it is purely a kind of internal energy cultivation.

This man looks not very old. With a sheng, he made these hundreds of people follow his commands every move, and it was still for such a long time!

How far has such martial arts reached? It is so terrible!

The girls walked forward step by step, slowly moving to the middle of the circle. The sound of the young robe slowed down, faintly, as if there were nothing. At the same time, his eyes focused on them slowly.

Yang Lan's heart kept beating fast. She hid behind the man and did not dare to move, for fear that the man would find herself in a blink of an eye.

Slowly, as the man circled around the girls, his disappointment became heavier and heavier. At the same time, as if he had a substantial gaze, he gradually turned to the crowd. Yang Lan felt his gaze moving and was even more frightened.

She gritted her teeth and realized for the first time that people could be so powerful, so terrible.

At this time, the crowd began to move again, and Yang Lan followed the man step by step. After walking a few steps, the sound of the sheng suddenly paused and slowly stopped.

Stopped! Why did he stop?

Yang Lan felt cold sweat flowing down her forehead. At this moment, her body froze involuntarily, and then a hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Yes, it turns out that I was looking for, but the person I was looking for was hiding in this place. It seems that I underestimated the heroes of the world. A little girl can also fight against my sheng sound and catch the soul!"

Yang Lan closed her eyes and repeatedly comforted herself in her heart: This is an illusion! This is an illusion! That person is not talking to me, no!

At this time, a pair of cold arms were placed on her shoulders. The cold touch made Yang Lan feel scared and disgusted like a snake.

Then, the man turned her shoulders over, and the gauze hat on her face was taken off. Yang Lan smiled at the pale young man and blinked.

The young man in white looked at her quietly, and after a while, his eyes did not blink. What made Yang Lan strange was that there was no slight shame or slight humiliation in his eyes when he looked at him, but a kind of scrutiny, as if he was seeing clearly whether she was the person he was looking for.

It was not until Yang Lan showed a mischievous smile that a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's you! This time, he will not be disappointed again, right? Well, after finding you, I can also concentrate on playing with my beauty."

Speaking of this, he reached out to hold Yang Lan's hand, Yang Lan raised her reflexive hand and then took a step back.

Seeing the man's face sinking, Yang Lan laughed and said, "This, men and women will not kiss you! It seems that the young master's book is not well read."

The young man in white seemed to have never heard her words, and his hand still stretched out and grabbed Xiang Yanglan's hand.

At this moment, his face suddenly changed, his whole body twisted miraculously for a few times, and moved to the side as lightning. At this moment, a long sword fell silently to the place where he was standing just now, and a handsome young man appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is Chang Yu!

Yang Lan has never liked someone so much, and Chang Yu came too timely.

Chang Yu failed to hit a sword, and his eyes did not raise. With a flash of sword wind, he rushed towards the young man in white.

Yang Lan put the gauze again neatly on herself, while quietly looking at the terrain to see if she could take the opportunity to run away.

Chang Yu's sword technique was extremely brilliant. He drew out with one sword, as fast as lightning, but there was no sound! He stood tall and stood up, stabbing the young man in white with one sword after another. Every step was like a ghost, a magical immortal and an illusion.

The sword light drew beautiful lights and shadows under the reflection of the sun. It can be seen that Chang Yu and the young man in white may have a slightly better skill.

At this time, most of the people who escaped from death had collapsed to the ground. Without Sheng Sheng's control, their activities were no exception and they were free. Moreover, it seemed that these people were confused, as if they had little impression of what had just happened.

Yang Lan searched for the prince, but saw him sitting on the ground with a look of earth, his whole body trembling constantly, and his expression was extremely frightened.

His guards sat behind him at this time. They all looked gray, and the direction they were sitting in a circular shape. It seemed that they still wanted to protect their masters dutifully.

As for the girls who were insulted just now, they all looked confused. They seemed to have no memory of the past. Seeing this, Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief and was grateful for them: It would be better that they never know what happened just now, otherwise, wouldn’t they use the Death Inscription?

Now, the two figures in the field have been intertwined. Their figures are as fast as lightning, and they fall together. The less skilled, even the figures look down on them. Only the white fog shadows in the field can be seen.

The two of them were wearing white clothes. Chang Yu's white clothes were ordinary white cloth, which was a white cloth robe worn by the most unidentified people. The young man wore an extremely exquisite white robe with many peonies embroidered on it.
Chapter completed!