Fighting beyond the sky

Chapter 88 Smelting the Bloodline of the Monster Race (1)

After tidying up his clothes, the little bird with blue scales clung to Xiao Yan like a human being. Xiao Yan looked at Qinglin with beautiful black hair, bright eyes, and a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Turning around and seeing the white enchantment laid by Old Zhan, Xindao and Qinglin, the monster saintess, have been there twice, and the blood problem should be solved, so he almost shouted to the outside: "Old Zhan, hurry up! The enchantment opens."

But what came was Old Zhan's misty voice: "It will be all right so soon? How about I give you another two 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", so he could only yell fiercely Said: "If you don't open the enchantment again, I will smash it myself."

"You can smash it if you like, anyway, this tower is yours and not mine." Old Zhan's voice sounded from far to near, making Xiao Yan choked up speechless.

"Brother Xiao Yan, who is Mr. Zhan?"

Hearing that there were other people outside, and seemed to know about the matter between herself and Brother Xiao Yan, Qinglin was immediately ashamed, and hurriedly asked who Xiao Yanzhan was.

"It's the white-robed old man you saw before, he is Zhan Lao." Xiao Yan replied angrily.

"Oh, that old man, he looks quite immortal, is he your master?" Qing Lin had a vague impression of Zhan Lao.

"What? Him? Immortal? Pooh, he's just a wretched, obscene, and shameless guy." Thinking about the possibility that his previous confusion was caused by Zhan Lao, and he was also very likely to be peeping outside When it comes to everything about him, Xiao Yan doesn't get angry at one place.

"Why do you say that about an elder?" Qing Lin was somewhat puzzled by Xiao Yan's anger.

"Return to the elders?" Xiao Yan pointed to the barrier and jumped up, "Do you know that all of this is." Chapter 88 Melting the Bloodline of the Monster Race (2)

Halfway through the conversation, Xiao Yan didn't dare to continue. If he told Qinglin everything, he didn't know if Qinglin would hate Lao Zhan to death, and it seemed that he had become Lao Zhan's accomplice. How come you are so familiar with Zhan Lao's layout?
"?" Qinglin didn't know how complicated Xiao Yan's thoughts were at the moment, and was still quietly waiting 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, staring at Xiao Yan angrily.

"Just now who did you say was a wretched, vulgar, and shameless guy?" Old Zhan angrily pointed at Xiao Yan and questioned him, his gray beard heaving and falling in anger.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Yan confronted each other tit-for-tat, he was suffocated and had no place to vent his anger, pointing at the remaining barrier fog and the pieces of clothes on the ground with his fingers, his emotions were very agitated.

Qinglin 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 definitely not ordinary, and neither of them had any malicious intentions.

"You mean this, boy." The corners of Zhan's mouth rose, "Okay! Boy, then I want to talk to you. If I don't set up an enchantment, will I go to another place to stay? What if you have an accident? How about I use some means, and with your personality, can you be sober? Or how to smelt the blood? I have worked hard for you, and you don’t appreciate it. Are you going to accuse the old man?"

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 coldly.

"Your name is Qinglin, right?" Elder Zhan ignored Xiao Yan and turned his head to Qinglin, probably because he was a little ashamed of Qinglin. Elder Zhan's smile was rare and mellow.

"Hmm." Qinglin nodded slightly, without too much etiquette, because Qinglin had already heard from the conversation between the two that the enchantment and Xiao Yan's previous insanity seemed to have nothing to do with the person in front of him. The old man is concerned.

In fact, Qing Lin was a little suspicious before, she knew Xiao Yan's character too well, unless it was a woman he had identified, otherwise even if she had a good impression, she would just bury it in her heart, and she would never take the initiative to attack, let alone force it, so naturally It was impossible for the Overlord to force his bow in a delirious state, but she was immersed in the happiness and joy of reuniting with Xiao Yan at that time, even if she had some doubts, she was willing to bear everything that 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. Say he hates him. This old man used tricks, how could he get together with Xiao Yan who had been haunted by him for many years?There is a trace of gratitude to Zhan Lao in my heart.

How did Qinglin hide her thoughts from old Zhan who has lived for a long time, but this matter is not glorious after all, old Zhan's smile became stronger because of guilt, and he boasted: "It really is a natural beauty, stunning in the world, no wonder This kid Xiao Yan keeps talking about it every day. You two are really a match made in heaven, a perfect match."

Hearing Lao Zhan's praise, Qinglin recalled the sweetness between the two of them just now, two red clouds immediately flew up on her face, 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 .

It has to be said that Jiang is indeed old and hot, and Lao Zhan's compliments almost wiped out Qinglin's hatred for him with ease.

But Xiao Yan rolled his eyes violently, secretly scolding Mr. Zhan for creating something out of nothing in order to wash away his despicableness! "When did I never forget Qinglin? When did you hear me talk about her? She was just a little girl in my heart at that time." Xiao Yan thought.