You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

last day.

This morning, before dawn, Lan Zhao opened his eyes, stared blankly at the curtains of the bed, sat up and drank a glass of water. Some light came through, and it was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. She guessed that the time should be very early, and it seems that getting up now will cause trouble for others, right?Thinking of this, she lay down again, but her eyes were clear and she no longer felt sleepy at all.

"Is it really going to be okay?" She folded her hands on her chest and muttered to herself.

I don't know how long it took for the sky to light up slowly, and a faint light came in. A maid knocked on the door gently and brought in a basin and water. There was a knock on the door, and the maid opened the door and took the things away.

After a while, Yuncai asked outside: "Miss Lanzhao, have you cleaned up? Can I have breakfast now?"

"Okay." She replied softly.

During this period of time, Lan Zhao could only eat clear soup and little water. Ruan Xianbei was afraid that she would be greedy, so she basically ate meals separately except for the first day. When they finished their breakfast, Ruan Xianbei came over.

"Deng-deng-deng-! I'm coming!"

Ruan Xianbei looked a hundred times happier than Lan Zhao himself.

"Are you nervous? Are you looking forward to it? Did you sleep well last night? Are you ready to unveil this mystery with me? Ah Zhi! Bring all my things in!"

Lan Zhao sat on the chair with her back straight, her face was not obvious but her figure was a little stiff.

Ruan Xianbei joked to her: "Don't be nervous if it's okay, if it doesn't work, add another seven plus seven."

"En." Unexpectedly, Lan Zhao pursed her lips and hummed heavily.

Ruan Xianbei's expression immediately collapsed, "I am making you happy, Zhao Zhao, do you have some confidence in me?"

Lan Zhao then laughed.

Yun Zhi came in with a basin of warm water and the catgut that she had prepared last time. After washing her hands, Ruan Xianbei was ready to show Lan Zhao the results of half a month.

After taking off the gauze, the thick ointment was applied on her face and she couldn't see the original appearance clearly. Ruan Xianbei used a square towel to gently wipe off the dark brown ointment on her face, gradually revealing her original skin.

"Does it hurt here?" Ruan Xianbei asked when he touched the scar.

"I don't feel anything." Lan Zhao said.

"Ah, it's recovering very well, and the thread I prepared is no longer needed." After wiping his face three times, and finally wiped off the ointment, Ruan Xianbei stood up the bronze mirror on the table and said, "Zhaozhao, look at it." .”

Lan Zhao bit her lip and made up her mind to look up at herself in the bronze mirror, and was shocked.

Since re-cutting on the scar is equivalent to another injury at that position, the recovery of that line is a little slower than other places.There was originally a scar as thick as a small reptile, but now there is only a faint trace of a thin line on the face. The surrounding keratin scars have fallen off, leaving a pale pink skin that is growing again. It seems that the recovery is almost complete .

She was such a deep knife.

"It's so pretty." Ruan Xianbei praised, not knowing whether she was satisfied with Zhinu's craftsmanship or Lan Zhao's appearance.

All the beauties in this world have their own beauty methods. For example, Sangzhu of Blissful Luo belongs to the beauties with thick face and royal sister. The facial features account for a large proportion of facial features and small white space. There are various styles and a kind of aggressiveness.In contrast, Lan Zhao is a beauty with a light face and a cool look. For example, the blunt corners of the eyes, the small and upturned nose, and the naturally curved eyebrows make people feel pleasing and refreshing.

And Lan Zhao, who has been kept indoors for half a month without seeing the sun, is like a flower carefully cared for, and it looks even more beautiful.The already fair complexion has become even whiter, and the rosy white face can be broken by blows. It is as smooth as jade and as delicate as snow. If it is in the sun, the whole person will really be white and glow.

"How is it?" Ruan Xianbei seemed very satisfied with her reaction, and raised the corners of her mouth triumphantly, as if to praise me more quickly.

To be honest, Ruan Xianbei was also shocked, since the first time she saw her, her face had been hurt, and she heard about the previous things from He Yu's mouth, and it was also the first time she saw Lan Zhao's original appearance.

A beauty is a beauty...Compared to the thorny rose like Sangzhu, which is full of challenge and pressure, Lan Zhao's cool and cold temperament is like a rare flower growing on the edge of a cliff, even if it is swaying in the wind and rain, it still remains. Weak and firm, people will take care of her unconsciously.

It's a pity that there are always blind people who want to pick at will.

"Ruan Ruan...thank you." Lan Zhao turned around and hugged Ruan Xianbei, buried her head in her chest, tears welled up immediately.

Ruan Xianbei panicked and said, "Don't cry, don't don't! Isn't this good! I'll say it again, don't hurt yourself because of anyone, whoever makes you uncomfortable, you make him uncomfortable! Do you understand the outstanding contemporary disciples of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?"

Lan Zhao looked up with red eyes, and was teased by her again and hummed in a nasal voice: "Got it, saint."

"I can't take it anymore." Ruan Xianbei patted her on the back to comfort her, but couldn't help but think, girls are sweet and soft and cute, those stinky men go away, she's got the beauty !

"Do you have that ointment?" Ruan Xianbei asked.

"Yes, there are many snow muscle creams in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley." Lan Zhao hugged her waist and had the same thought as her, the girl is really nice.

"Then remember to use it on time, until the scar disappears." Ruan Xianbei said, took the square towel at hand and handed it to her to wipe her face, "By the way, let's go? I'll take you to visit the Devil's Cult."

Lan Zhao hesitated and said, "Would it be bad? You are not afraid of me—"

Ruan Xianbei jokingly said: "So the life of Wanhua Valley is in your hands, so be careful. Let's go, I haven't seen the sun in daylight for half a month, but you can sit still, give it to me and I'll give it to you." It's going to suffocate."

Speaking of Ruan Xianbei, he took Lan Zhao out and wandered around the school. The wound happened that Lan Zhao was still wearing a veil just in case. They passed the fields, the creek, the academy, and the school grounds. There are children, old people, and men here. There are women.

Lan Zhao couldn't help but think that the Devil's Cult, which so many people shy away from, seems to be no different from other sects. Compared with the strict disciplined sect, it seems to be a little more free, and people seem to be closer to each other, like a paradise.

It's just that everyone looks very afraid of Ruan Xianbei.

Of course I'm afraid!You must know that Ruan Xianbei has tidied up the ups and downs of the church this time. In the past half a month, she has set up a kind of arena. Every day during the day, she calls on famous people to fight her. The top ten boards against her handmaid have not been defeated so far.

Being beaten is not terrible, what is terrible is embarrassment!Those big men lay there and were beaten ten times by two little girls with a board. It was as embarrassing as they wanted. Those who lost at first were laughed at by others, and gradually lost one after another. When it was their turn, they were ashamed. I can't even laugh anymore.

Speaking of which, there are many capable people and strangers of the Devil's Cult. The well-known murder knives, double-whip ghosts, Yinfeng swords, and boneless hands are all here.There are other masters who are considered influential figures outside, but they are basically on the second and third floors of the Earth Profound Realm. The gap between the Earth Profound Realm and the Sky Profound Realm is not just a little bit, and they were beaten very embarrassingly by Ruan Xianbei. If Ruan Xianbei hadn't suppressed his realm and only used Dixuan's strength, the result would have been even more tragic.

"Saint, hello girl." The killer knife Ge Biao greeted Ruan Xianbei and the two first said hello, then cupped his fists and smiled bitterly, "I really can't tell what's wrong with my saber technique, can you give me some pointers?"

The murderous knife Ge Biao, I don’t know who he studied under. He used to be a pig butcher. Seven years ago, his wife used to work as a nanny in a wealthy family, but she was raped by the son of that family and committed suicide. A bloody battle with 20 people left alone. His sword skills are famous for killing people. If he doesn't use the sword, he will see blood. Three years ago, he suddenly disappeared in the rivers and lakes. Some people said he died for love, and some said he was hiding Woke up, unexpectedly here.

It looked like he was just an honest middle-aged man in his thirties, with a very calm breath, even if he was walking on the road, he couldn't recognize it as a murder knife.

Two days ago, Ge Biao was pushed to the ground by Ruan Xianbei until he was helpless to fight back. He felt ashamed and at the same time felt his own inadequacy, so he worked hard to practice the knife.

"It's not a question of knife skills." Ruan Xianbei said to him: "It's useless to practice, you go up the mountain and cut the firewood first, my brother said to prepare for the winter to ensure that each family has enough firewood. Don't kill."

Ge Biao groaned, and left with the knife.Muttering in his mouth, he was still gesticulating with his hands, and after walking two steps, he ran back and said, "Then I'll ask you after I finish chopping firewood?"

Ruan Xianbei said speechlessly: "Brother Ge, I'm busy! Think about what I told you last time! Don't keep it in your head! I really can't figure it out, and I will guide you after a year."

Ge Biao's disappointment only lasted a second, and then he returned to normal. He waved to her and said, "Oh...then it's settled, it must be!"

When Ge Biao walked away, Lan Zhao asked softly, "Murder knife?"

Ruan Xianbei looked at her in surprise: "You know? I thought people who studied medicine didn't care much about these things."

Lan Zhao gave her a slightly dissatisfied look and said, "I'm not a bookworm, I've heard a little bit about Jianghu people."

"Here, look." Ruan Xian Benu gestured her to look over there. The academy happened to be over in the morning, and a group of children rushed out. Among them, a seven-year-old girl rushed to Ge Biao and was kicked by him. Lifting it up high, he kissed his daughter's cheek, and the little girl smiled straight.

"His daughter, maybe he has a thought. He defected here a few years ago. Because of his reputation, his daughter can only hide with him. It's too hard. Only we can accept him. And his knife The law is that you can’t go any further psychologically, so let’s not talk about it.”

"That's pretty good." Lan Zhao looked at the warm scene in the distance, and it was hard to connect his benevolent father with the murderous knife that slaughtered people's families all by himself.

Ruan Xianbei snorted, "You don't have to pity him too much. It was only a few children of that family who caused his wife's death, but he didn't spare them, old and young, and slaughtered the whole family. He brought this situation on himself. .Besides, if he strives a little bit and earns more money, Madam won't have to go out to work."

"You see, these people are all the same, and it's not easy, but who is it easy to come to this world? Listen to me, don't feel sorry for men, or you will become unlucky. The young master of Xuanyue Sword Sect is the same." Ruan Xianbei added.

"I don't feel pity for him, I just think...you are very kind if you can take him in." Lan Zhao nodded straightly when she was told a lot of reason, "I know, besides, I have no right to feel sorry for him. ?”

The breeze blew the skirts of the two of them, and when they were tired from walking, they found a hillside and sat down. Looking at the blue sky, Ruan Xianbei said, "I'll go back with you tomorrow? I don't know what happened to Wanhua Valley."

"Is it okay?" Lan Zhao hugged her knees and said with her head resting on her folded arms.

"Well, I talked to my brother and he agreed."

The wind lifted her veil, and Lan Zhao smiled at her with bent eyes: "Then it's hard work for the saint."