Thank you Master for not killing [Sword Three]

Su Che took the lead in breaking through the Ghost Cave Ridge, Fenglin, Volcano and Four Hell levels. It stands to reason that Su Che has already blasted all the deadly traps along the way.

Why can this hero who kills a thousand knives still kill himself with one hand?

Su Che was silent.

But Meng Lan can't really be blamed for this. Ghost Cave Ridge never returns, and the difficulty of the level will actually increase geometrically with the number of people entering the level.

Therefore, when Su Che entered Ghost Cave Ridge, not only was he not protecting Meng Lan, but on the contrary, he raised the level of traps in Ghost Grotto Ridge.

When Su Che thought he had stepped on Fenglin Huoshan's four traps, in fact, the real challenge had just begun.

Originally, the difficulty was doubled, but Su Che thought that he had completed the role of helping the male lead to block the knife and left first, leaving Meng Lan alone in the ghost cave mountain where the difficulty of clearing the level had been doubled—Meng Lan could breathe It is not easy to live in one breath.

It's not Meng Lancai but Su Che who is really showing off.

Su Che observed it for a while, and naturally thought of this, but he would never admit that he shot the hero's foot with a stone - he didn't have the argument that knowing a mistake can improve Mo Dayan in his dictionary.

Since they are all wrong, why not just make a mistake to the end?

He squatted down and put his hand between Meng Lan's nose. His breath was weak and he might not live long.

After a long silence, Su Che sighed, took out the [-]-inch gold that he had snatched from Meng Hui, and used his kung fu to knead the [-]-inch gold into powder. It is very likely that this kid will be choked to death if he goes in, and he will suffer from it if he fails to save him.

Soak the already powdered hundred-inch gold into the kettle, shake it well to mix, lift Meng Lan's head and bring the kettle to Meng Lan's mouth, trying to feed it slowly, but the other party doesn't cooperate very much.

As a last resort, Su Che could only lay Meng Lan's body flat for the time being, and then grabbed Meng Lan's mandible with one hand to force her to open her mouth.

In this way, Su Che adjusted his state, and started to complete the operation of pouring water from the mountains with the kettle in his hand. When completing this action, he had to control the poured water so that it could be accepted by Meng Lan, so as to stimulate the other party to subconsciously swallow it. , and at the same time, you can't be too hasty and choke this kid to death.

The whole watering process was quite lengthy, and Meng Lan finally fed the potion mixed with Baicunjin to Meng Lan's stomach.

With nothing to do, Su Che squatted at the side, intending to be a free bodyguard before he woke up, guarding Meng Lan to prevent this kid from falling into another trap.

But soon Su Che felt a burst of drowsiness. It stands to reason that he would not be in such a state of dizziness if he had enough sleep in a clear day.

This was obviously not normal, Su Che pinched his thigh, trying to wake himself up, but the growing drowsiness finally caused Su Che to faint on the ground.

In this way, Su Che, who came to rescue Meng Lan, was also caught in a secret trick.

For unknown reasons, Linge landed on Su Che's back with fluttering wings, pecked lightly, and blew twice as if trying to wake up his master.

However, this heavy drowsiness makes it difficult for people to wake up easily.

"Come on, Lan'er, try the braised pork that Mother specially made for you." The woman put the braised pork on the table into Meng Lan's bowl.

Holding the bowl in her hand, Meng Lan couldn't understand why she was here. Looking at the woman beside her, she felt familiar, but she couldn't remember her identity.

Suddenly, there was a burst of hearty laughter from outside the house. Accompanied by the laughter, Meng Hui, who had long since passed away, walked in with high spirits. When he came to the dining table, Meng Hui looked at Meng Lan lovingly and said, "Has Lan'er done anything lately?" Slack in martial arts?"

Looking at Meng Hui in front of her, Meng Lan felt inexplicably absurd, but she still hesitated and called out, "Father?"

"Why are you so cute today? You used to be cute and talked about me with your mother. Now that the sun is out in the west, everyone knows you are called daddy." While speaking, Meng Hui stroked Meng Lan's hair, Different from the alienated and indifferent attitude in his impression, Meng Hui revealed his concern for Meng Lan and the woman beside him with all his heart and eyes.

Afterwards, the family of three happily sat down at one table and had dinner.

The woman led Meng Lan back to her courtyard, and asked about his health along the way. After entering the house, the woman took out a piece of clothing, "You have grown rapidly recently, and every day is different. The new clothes that mother sew can't keep up with your growth." trip."

Saying so, the woman urged Meng Lan to try on the new clothes.

Meng Lan was slightly taken aback when she took the finely stitched robe.

The woman in front of her claimed to be his mother...and she was so loving and gentle.

In those years when he was abandoned and the sun was dark, wasn't this the warmth and warmth he had imagined?His mother will cook for him, sew new clothes for him, ask him how he is, and take good care of him.

And his father will no longer be indifferent and ruthless, he will regard him as proud, teach him martial arts with all his money, test his homework every day, and support him.

This should have been the dreamlike life he had longed for.

But why, he still feels lonely and uneasy?

Why is it?

He always felt that there was something wrong, but with his parents close by, everything did not seem to be fake.

This is indeed his own mother, and the gentle warmth of his father touching his hair is not unreal.

He suddenly couldn't figure out whether those memories in his mind were a nightmare, or everything in front of him was just a fantasy he was looking forward to.

Putting on the robe handed over by the woman, stroking the fine stitches, the silky fabric, it is too real...

He couldn't believe that this was just a big dream, if it was really a dream...

Meng Lan was unwilling to imagine.

Seeing Meng Lan's preoccupied appearance, the woman asked gently and concerned, "Is Lan'er worried?"

Meng Lan didn't expect that his emotions would affect others - at least for now, in his opinion, this is most likely a dream, and what others think has nothing to do with him.

But the worried expression on the woman's face and the gentle and loving words cannot be faked.

It was too real, and the heart of fist in the words made Meng Lan unable to ruthlessly deny all of this completely.

Facing the woman's concern, Meng Lan remained silent, and finally said indifferently: "It's okay, it's probably because I'm a little tired from practicing martial arts recently."

Hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, I'll tell your father tomorrow, don't torture you like that, he's still young, so he won't hurry to let you succeed the manor owner."

It is said that the father is strict and the mother is loving, and the woman's love for Meng Lan is also extremely partial. Is it wrong to spoil her son too much without realizing it?

Faced with the woman's concern and care, Meng Lan couldn't accept it calmly, as if there was a barrier between the two of them, and they couldn't understand each other's wishes.

The woman said she was his mother, but...

He didn't have the slightest bond of mother-child affection towards the woman, and Meng Lan felt more at a loss for the woman's kindness.

If it was really just a dream, then this dream really entered his heart.

It was night, Meng Lan returned to her room, lay on her back on the bed, then turned around, stared at the candlestick beside her, raised her hand and tried to extinguish it with a flick of a finger, but for some reason, she froze for a moment—he Wanted to keep that light.

It is perfectly normal to extinguish the candles in a deep sleep at night, but why did he hesitate for a while at that moment.

In the end, Meng Lan extinguished the candle, lay down and fell asleep soundly.

Although I harbored all kinds of doubts, and there seemed to be a voice of constant doubt in my heart, the days passed like this, from being at a loss at the beginning, to gradually adapting to this kind of life after a year.

Habit is a terrible thing, and now Meng Lan will no longer question the authenticity of the world he lives in.

Even when the dead of night occasionally felt puzzled, Meng Lan just dismissed it as absurd and delusional.

after all……

The days when father does not love mother and does not love, this is like a horrible and absurd story.

Now, his parents are singing in harmony, and he is living a happy and happy life under the shadow of his father and his mother's care. This is what he wants, and he has no reason to question the authenticity of such a happy life.

"Lan'er! Come here, let's see what delicious food Mother has cooked for you."

Hearing the woman's call, the corners of Meng Lan's mouth curved slightly, and she walked towards the warmth he was expecting.

Time flies and the years are like years. After the crown, the Juxian Villa became busy.

In the early morning, Mrs. Meng came to Meng Lan with a happy face, "Lan'er, Miss Shangguan has a good appearance and temperament as a mother, not to mention my Juxian Villa and Shangguan's family have always been in harmony, and now they intend to marry us. How does Lan'er feel?"

Now that he has reached the age of starting a family, since ancient times, his parents have ordered his matchmaker to tell him that since both his parents think that Miss Shangguan is good, he can be said to be a child.

Besides, he didn't have any favorite woman, so he had absolutely no reason to refuse to refute.

She opened her mouth to agree, but when the words came to her lips, Meng Lan hesitated...

Why did she hesitate, Meng Lan couldn't figure it out, let alone figure it out.

Since you can't figure it out, there's no need to worry about it. In the end, Meng Lan agreed, "I'll follow your parents' arrangements."

"Don't worry, Lan'er, Miss Shangguan is a good girl, she will meet your wishes."

The marriage was settled, and a month later would be an auspicious day, so the two families began to make arrangements, and the Juxian Villa suddenly became much more lively.

On the day of the wedding, Meng Lan dressed in a bright red wedding dress, welcomed the bride into the house, and after worshiping heaven and earth, she drank a little drunk with a group of guests, and finally returned to the new house.

With Xi Niang singing and drinking, he lifted the hijab of Jiefa's wife, exchanged cups and drank the wine.

After worshiping the heaven and the earth and entering the bridal chamber, they have been a loving couple of gods and gods ever since.

As Mrs. Meng said, Miss Shangguan was born in a famous family, her appearance and temperament are all outstanding, she is a gentle and elegant wife, she can't find fault in her husband's obedience and her in-laws.

In the dead of night, when Meng Lan is busy with the business and lighting up the lights, Miss Shangguan will silently accompany her, squeeze Meng Lan's shoulders when she is tired, and offer a bowl of hot soup, "It's late at night, Husband, go to bed earlier."

"Go to bed after reading the account books, Madam, go and rest first." Saying this, Meng Lan stretched out her hand to caress the woman's lower abdomen, "Our child can't bear it."

Miss Shangguan's complexion was slightly red, and she was a little shy, but the happiness in her eyes showed the deep affection between the two.

Husband and wife are in harmony with each other and sing in harmony.

The following year, Ms. Shangguan gave birth to a son for Meng Lan. The mother and child were safe, and the Juxian Villa was enveloped in a happy atmosphere.

With her crying son in her arms, Meng Lan came to the bed, looked at Miss Shangguan who was extremely pale and weak, and said with concern: "Madam, you have worked hard." So saying, Meng Lan hugged the child and came forward and said, " The child looks like you, and he will definitely be an outstanding boy in the future."

Hearing what Meng Lan said, Miss Shangguan laughed and said, "What can a newborn baby see? Your husband is just joking."

But the look of happiness on his face couldn't be concealed no matter what.

A few years later, the youngest son grew up, and Meng Lan officially took over Juxian Villa from Meng Hui. His wife was coaxing the newborn daughter in her arms, and the eldest son was surrounded by the other side. , Meng Lan was still busy at her desk.

Although this kind of life has no waves, it is also the life of a fairy couple that ordinary people pursue.

He should be satisfied...

Glancing at his wife and children from the corner of the eye, Meng Lan said to herself.

This is the life he pursues, and this is the life trajectory he should follow.

He grew up under the care of his parents since childhood, married a virtuous wife after he grew up, and then took over Juxian Villa from his father, becoming an independent owner of the village and the head of the family.

This is indeed true beyond doubt.

Putting down the Langhao brush in her hand, Meng Lan rubbed the center of her brows, but felt tired for no reason.

But if all of this is what he was looking for, then why was there a sense of emptiness in his heart for no reason?

Why?

Meng Lan couldn't find out.

"Husband?" Miss Shangguan called from the side.

Meng Lan looked back at Miss Shangguan—this was his wife who was always with him in raising children, gentle and elegant, and caring for him.

To have such a virtuous and kind wife who is wholeheartedly for him, he is really a blessing after three lifetimes of cultivation, to have such a wife.

What else could he be dissatisfied with?

It is a man's lifelong dream to rule the family and rule the country.

Now his family is harmonious, and the burdens in his heart have been fulfilled one by one, and Juxian Villa is flourishing under his hands.

With such a perfect and happy life, what is there for him to question and doubt?

Looking at each other, Meng Lan thought a lot. In the end, he stood up, came to Miss Shangguan, bent down slightly, and brushed his wife's loose hair from her temples. "It's been a long time, Ma'am, you have worked hard."

Miss Shangguan showed a contented smile, "What are you talking about, husband? You are my husband, and you are my God. I am willing to do anything for you."

Taking his wife into his arms, because of the obsession in his heart for a long time, he never really took this wife seriously.

It was at this moment that Meng Lan completely let go of her heart, allowing this kind and gentle woman to truly enter her heart.

This is his wife, and he wants to take care of and spoil his wife for the rest of his life.

In his life, he was able to live so happily and happily, he was already satisfied.

What else can I ask for?

What else can I imagine?

He is already satisfied with his current life.

A sword pierced through Bai Xiao's heart and ended up killing him. Su Che returned the sword to the piano with a blank expression on his face.

It was so fake that he didn't even notice it.

Is he an incompetent and weak person who needs the warmth of family?

What kind of father is kind and son is filial, shit!

to die.

Treating Bai Xiao with the utmost care, Su Che chooses to stand on the sidelines.

Because he was too blind and bored, he actually took advantage of the other party's concern for him to play a big game.

When Bai Xiao finally reversed the relationship between father and son under his trap, the moment Bai Xiao confessed his heart was also the time when the other party died.

This is really a clumsy illusion, everything follows his will, when he infinitely magnifies the desire in his heart to a strange and distorted state that has obviously broken the rules of reality, this illusion is still there blindly obeying, Then there is a problem.

After all, can any father really have that kind of perverted affection for his son?

He was just acting out of respect first, but he didn't expect this silly illusion to really obey his will.

Is it disgusting?

But any normal person would not do such an animal act, parents and children are absolutely unacceptable, and this grotesque illusion can be created, it is indeed a talent.

Already collapsed into this appearance, Su Che killed Bai Xiao in the illusion without any psychological pressure.

Because it was an illusion, Bai Xiao was actually successfully beheaded by him without injury.

Without even looking at Bai Xiao who was lying on the ground bleeding all over the floor, Su Che saw a person who should not have appeared in the illusion as soon as he went out.

"Xianchen...you..."

Seeing Su Che covered in blood, he glanced at Bai Xiao's corpse in the room, and Bai Luochen's eyes widened in disbelief.

Su Che said indifferently: "The old animal business tried to plot against me, so I ended up with him. What's the matter, good brother, what did I do wrong?" The perfect face of that sissy Xianchen, smiling like a coquettish bitch, is still crazily pretentious at this time.

His own brother killed their father, such a thing...

It should be said that this environment pit, if it were someone else, even if he didn't curse such an unfilial son, he would definitely not say such a brain-deficient speech after being surprised, "Xianchen, I... I believe you."

Saying this, Bai Luochen's face turned pale, "I've always felt that my father was too..." After all, Mr. Pian Pian couldn't say such vulgar words, and then said, "Xianchen, once my father dies, you will be rewarded in Xanadu." I'm afraid I can't stay any longer, brother will take you out of here."

"Where can I go?" Su Che asked indifferently.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Luochen tried to suggest, "Juxian Villa, my father had a good relationship with the old owner Meng, and the current owner Meng is the only son of the old owner Meng. I believe he will take him in for the sake of family acquaintance." you."

"Oh, that's fine." Su Che didn't refute. After all, he's been in this environment for so long, even if he has clicked Bai Xiao now, there is no sign of breaking the formation. It can be seen that the key to passing through the illusion Should not be in this paradise.

Now that Bai Luochen wants to send him away to change the scene of the plot, Su Che has no reason to refute.

Bai Luochen was originally just a suggestion, he even prepared words of persuasion that his younger brother would not agree to leave, who knew that the other party deserved it so readily.

Speechless, Bai Luochen then said: "If Xianchen feels reluctant, brother will find a way to settle everything and try to keep you as much as possible."

"Not at all, not at all," Su Che didn't follow the routine at all when he said that, he suddenly stepped forward and moved closer to Bai Luochen, sizing up his face for a moment.

The two looked at each other and exchanged breaths. Bai Luochen felt that his breathing was almost stagnant, and the beating frequency of the heart in his chest was obviously several times faster than before.

"Brother, you are so good-looking. You are the most beautiful man in the world I have ever seen." Given the opportunity to appreciate his handsome face up close, Su Che certainly would not be stingy with his words.

It's okay to boast about yourself, but the problem is that Bai Luochen in the illusion is indeed an independent person.

When his twin brother said such words to him, Bai Luochen's mood was completely confused.

"Xianchen..." He wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

But Su Che, who is enough to get skinned, directly passed Bai Luochen and walked swiftly, "Don't bother brother to excuse me, I will go to Juxian Villa to find someone myself."

After finishing speaking, he left without giving Bai Luochen a chance to keep him.

Watching Su Che's back going away, Bai Luochen who stayed in the same place looked melancholy, until he could no longer see that person's figure, and then looked away in a slightly desolate manner.

Then, Bai Luochen stepped into the room, saw his biological father who died in the room, Bai Luochen walked to the wounded and warm body, squatted down, looked at Bai Xiao, his wide eyes were staring.

That's right, the canary raised in the hand turned into an eagle that rebelled against its master.

No one could have imagined this.

Stretching out his hand and closing his eyes for Bai Xiao, Bai Luochen sighed slightly: "Father, you shouldn't have such thoughts about Xianchen."

The words were high-sounding, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Bai Luochen fell silent.

In fact, now he doesn't have any position or qualification to blame the guilty father in front of him.

After all, he seemed to have committed the same mistakes as his father.

Now that Bai Xiao has gone to the real hell after death, he will get the punishment he deserves.

And he is about to step into a purgatory on earth, enduring boundless pain and suffering day and night.

It was all because he was at fault, he was a sinner - he actually had such a sinful and dirty mind, coveting and spying on his own brothers and sisters.

It's fine if Xianchen left, that way, he wouldn't have the chance to hurt him and do something that would make him regret for the rest of his life.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, and sprinkled the powder in it on Bai Xiao's corpse.

In an instant, the blood that had soaked the ground and hadn't dried up was also eroded by the powder and turned into nothing.

All that was left was the gray and black of the ground, indicating that this place had been previously occupied by a huge monster.

"Father, let's go."

Let go of your hand, and the white porcelain bottle still falls to the ground and turns into powder.

Stepping out of the room, Bai Luochen restrained the gentleness and warmth of the past, and his eyes, which were as calm as stagnant water, could no longer reveal the slightest bit of anger and light that belonged to a living person.

He was originally a cold-blooded monster who was ignorant of human feelings and sophistication, and now his only persistent brother had left his side.

There is no need to deliberately maintain this gentle illusion.