Zaisuke

The cold fingertips clasped Ji Lan's neck from behind, and Ji Lan put the black gold charm sticker on the man's neck with his backhand.

The black gold spell was attached, and the dark gold spell appeared, Su Yanche recognized Ji Lan, and loosened his grip.

"Get out." Su Yanche said, turned around and walked towards the back room.

Ji Lan rubbed the choked neck, just now Su Yanche was very strong, if he hadn't recognized the black gold curse sticker, he would have choked him unconscious.

Ji Lan stepped on the ground, and complex patterns emerged under Ji Lan's feet.

Instead of chasing Su Yanche into the back room, Ji Lan squatted on the ground and began to study the formation diagram.

The Ji family is good at spells, and they are proficient in the formations built on the basis of spells.However, the person who drew the formation did not have the cultivation level to match the spell, so a spiritual power formation built with a spirit stone was embedded in it to make the formation work normally.

Ji Lan cut her index finger with her spiritual power, and first rubbed her bloody fingertip along the lines of the pattern.

After the blood merged into the pattern, the route of Ji Lan's fingertips changed, and the texture of the pattern on the ground changed accordingly.

After slightly changing the formation, Ji Lan, of course, did not listen to Su Yanche's order to leave obediently, but stepped into the bedroom.

The vision in the room is dim, but the monks will have sharp facial features as they practice. If they have magical skills in the eyes, their vision will not be blocked in the dark.

The wound on Ji Lan's hand has healed, but there is still a drop of blood.

With this drop of blood, Ji Lan painted twice on the skin around the right eye, and her vision became clear.

At this moment, the noble man was leaning weakly on the side of the bed, and his daunting handsome edge was restrained for the time being.

Ji Lan walked up to the man and squatted down, with a gentle and harmless smile on her face.

"Master, what's wrong, what's wrong?" Ji Lan asked.

Su Yanche didn't speak, his face was stern, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

"Su Yanche, what does father have to do with you, or the people around you?"

"..."

"Don't say?" It was Su Yanche's silence that responded to Ji Lan.

"The formation laid down by my father was originally to help you suppress the restless force in your body, but after I changed the formation, it will also suppress your cultivation."

"If I change the formation again, I can suppress your cultivation and release the suppression of that force at the same time. Do you want to try this?"

Ji Lan couldn't do anything to his father, but it was okay to threaten Su Yanche.

But Ji Lan just said a few words in a bad way, and her father took the trouble to take care of Su Yanche, which could only show that Su Yanche was "one of my own".

"Don't let yourself suffer." Ji Lan said.

"...water, I want water."

After a few moments of silence, Ji Lan heard Su Yanche say a word.

There were teapots and teacups on the table in the bedroom. Ji Lan walked over to pour a cup of tea and served it to Su Yanche.

After taking two sips of tea, Su Yanche handed the cup to Ji Lan and said, "You should ask your father about matters between elders."

"Su Yanche, let's not play around with it." Ji Lan said, "Your hand holding the tea was shaking just now, you can't do anything with your weak appearance."

Su Yanche lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the hand that he could not put on his side.

What a sickly beauty, thinking so, Ji Lan stretched out her hand to lift Su Yanche's chin, and said, "Don't show such an expression, I will feel guilty."

People who had false thoughts about Su Yanche were dealt with miserably, so Su Yanche was as beautiful as a polish, but Qiushuizhu always only watched from a distance, and no one dared to play with him close up.

"...Come here, I'm struggling to speak now." Su Yanche said.

Hands trembled when carrying water, Su Yanche said that he was struggling to speak, Ji Lan didn't have any doubts, so she moved closer.

However, after getting closer, Ji Lan's waist was encircled by a strong arm, and her side face was suddenly placed on Su Yanche's shoulder.

He was careless and believed Su Yanche's words.

"You, Su Yanche!"

The black gold spell sticker appeared between Ji Lan's fingers.

"Me? What's wrong with me, you were threatening me just now." Su Yanche said.

There was no weakness in these words, the man's low and mellow voice rang in Ji Lan's ears.

Speaking of just now, Ji Lan recalled her actions. First, she changed the formation to suppress Su Yanche's cultivation, then threatened Su Yanche to tell the truth, and finally made a little fun of it.

He and Su Yanche may be married...

Wait, he changed the formation, how did Su Yanche break through the suppression of his cultivation.

As if knowing what Ji Lan was thinking, ice-white lines appeared on Su Yanche's forehead and between his brows.

"You don't understand me, so you are at a disadvantage." Su Yanche said.

"It's getting late, Master should rest early, and the disciple will come to ask for advice another day."

Saying that, Ji Lan's black gold charm stickers struck Su Yanche like a sharp knife.

Su Yanche calmly withdrew his hands, his phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, and let Ji Lan leave.

After Ji Lan left, Su Yanche showed some patience, loosened two parts of his clothes, and checked the situation in front of him.

The brand-like black dragon imprint meanders down from Su Yanche's left chest, the dragon's head is ferocious, and the dragon's body is hidden under the half-opened skirt.

The brand marks were dull and pitch black. At this time, the skin on the brand marks slowly cracked, bleeding continuously.

As if the black dragon mark had come alive, it began to crawl around Su Yanche's body, the skin cracked where it passed, and the flesh inside was pulled out.

Su Yanche's clothes were soon soaked with blood from the wound.

......

Ji Lan returned to the study. When he saw his father sitting behind the desk, he turned around decisively. He had a premonition that something bad would happen next.

However, with a wave of Ji Xu's hand, the door of the study room slammed shut.

With a guilty smile, Ji Lan said: "Father is so late, is he here to test my homework?"

Ji Last stood up, walked up to Ji Lan, stared at his proud son, and said, "Father is not as good as you."

"In the underground palace of the Ji family's ancestral land, I only walked through eight floors, but you passed the last floor."

Ji Lan grabbed Ji Lan's clothes and dragged her out of the study.

Not long after leaving, Ji Lan was carried back to Su Yanche's Lanze Garden.

The guard named Xiao Yi was at the gate of the garden, and when he saw Ji Xu, the hidden worry disappeared.

Yi Qingyu said: "Master Guo, the landlord ordered us to stay outside, but we smell blood, if you don't come, we will also invite you to see the formation."

The guard stepped aside to open the courtyard door, and Ji Last pushed Ji Lan in, saying, "Look at what you've done!"

After speaking, he walked away.

The more she walked towards Su Yanche's room, the stronger the smell of blood became. Ji Lan frowned slightly, changed her steps, and rushed towards Su Yanche's bedroom.

Su Yanche's clothes were soaked in blood, every patch was dark.

There was a pair of blood-red vertical pupils on the head of the branded black dragon. When it walked past Su Yanche's chest, it stared at Ji Lan for a moment.

Ji Lan's hands made seals, and as the incantations were recited, a new formation quickly formed under Su Yanche's body.

The black dragon's brand was originally roaming freely, but at this moment it screamed, and its swollen and thick body shrank a lot, before shrinking back to Su Yanche's chest.

Su Yanche can only see his face now, and the wounds on the rest of his body are like being cut open by an iron object with a hook.

Su Yanche was sitting by the bed. After the black dragon brand on his body was temporarily suppressed by the formation, he put his hands on the bed and tried to stand up.

Fighting against the demon in his body this time not only consumed a lot of Su Yanche's spiritual power, but also suffered a lot of damage to his body. It seems that he needs to take good care of him for a while.

At this time, Su Yanche's body was full of cuts, and as soon as he made a larger movement, the wound covered with a layer of blood scab opened, and the wound that was not scabbed with blood spilled more blood.

"I'm sorry." Ji Lan said, pressing Su Yanche's shoulder to keep him still.

Taking out the ointment, bandages and other things to treat trauma from the Sanghai ring, Ji Lan pinched the water knife again to treat the wound on Su Yanche's body.

It was difficult to find a piece of intact skin on Su Yanche's body.

After cleaning and bandaging Su Yanche's injury, Ji Lan said, "I will take care of you these days until you recover from your injury."