The bitter man and the arrogant man eloped

The more complicated the puzzle is, the answer is often surprisingly simple. It is because everyone thinks it is impossible that they turn a blind eye to the truth. "

Xuan Zhen said nothing, but looked thoughtfully at the small window on the top of the hall.

Taking advantage of the gap in his thinking, Gu Lan walked quietly to the side of the throne, briefly looked at the mechanism behind him, picked up the jade treasure box on the ground, and asked, "After talking for a long time, I still don't know if the Holy Cult is lost or not. What noble secret treasure, would you mind telling me about it?"

"Three asura bodhi seeds." Xuanzhen replied.

Gu Lan was taken aback: "It's just... just a few bodhi seeds?"

Xuanzhen returned to the throne: "For those who don't understand the purpose, they are indeed just a few bodhi seeds, but they are actually very terrifying things. The power of any one is enough to destroy today's martial arts."

Gu Lan smiled silently, wondering if these are three condensed nuclear bombs?

"So, you should know what the theft of bodhi seeds means." Xuan Zhen stroked the purple gemstone ring on his hand, and looked up at Gu Lan.

Gu Lan pinched his chin: "Someone wants to use the saber of the Sahatang to kill/people, or..."

Xuan Zhen said in a deep voice: "The bloody storm has already kicked off. I don't know if the owner of the pavilion is interested in participating in this round."

Like him, there was a subtle expectation in Gu Lan's eyes, Xuan Zhen felt that they might be the same kind of people.

Gu Lan said with a smile: "If Jun Zuo is not an outsider, I'm really interested."

Xuan Zhen raised the corners of her lips: "It's a pity that I don't have the hobby of solving puzzles. There are many ways to find the answer. I prefer the simplest and direct one."

"Oh?"

Xuanzhen got up suddenly, grabbed Gu Lan's front, turned around and pressed him on the throne, then grabbed Gu Lan's neck, bent down and half-kneeled to suppress him: "Have you played enough of the game of refusal? "

Gu Lan didn't resist, turned his eyes to Xuan Zhen, smiled and said, "So you're suspicious of me."

"You've been pretending to be stupid and hiding your strength, thinking I can't see it," Xuan Zhen leaned closer to Gu Lan's side face, the cold mask scraping his fair skin, "What's the relationship between you and the founder of Saha Hall?" Relationship, and those nonsense words last night, what exactly do you mean?"

Gu Lan didn't speak, and raised his hand to take off Xuan Zhen's mask.How could Xuanzhen make him succeed so easily, but this time he didn't wave Gu Lan's hand away directly, but grabbed it tightly and squeezed it in his palm with a little strength.

"Then you kill me," Gu Lan covered Xuanzhen's fingers on his neck, and with great strength, looked straight at him and said, "Kill me, and these troubles will naturally disappear."

Xuan Zhen was inexplicably distressed, so startled that he quickly let go of Gu Lan, his heart was in a mess, he didn't know what to do with the person in front of him, a strange and painful feeling gradually filled his heart, this feeling was very strange.

Gu Lan blinked, opened Xuan Zhen's clenched palm gently, and then clasped his five fingers with an innocent expression: "I didn't do it, you overestimate me. Besides, where was I at that time, It's not like you don't know."

Xuan Zhen tightened her lips, turned her head to look at the pattern of the marble floor tiles.

"Don't you believe me, I can help you deduce it again." Gu Lan stood up lightly, put his hands on Xuan Zhen's shoulders, and pushed him back to the throne.Xuan Zhen didn't know what Gu Lan was going to do next, but he let him do whatever he wanted.

Gu Lan stood a little farther away, stepped back step by step, and suddenly said: "The throne is watching." A icy needle melted between his fingers, and shot directly at the mechanism button on the back of the throne.

Hearing a blunt "click tower", there was the sound of gears rotating under the stone bricks, and the three stone doors were closed and locked instantly. The poisonous arrows shot from all directions made him useless, so that he had no time to dodge when the stone walls on both sides came quickly.

The stone wall was built with tens of thousands of stone bricks weighing two thousand kilograms, which was strong enough to press any mortal body into a mural. Xuan Zhen's arms were bent to support it, and it was able to equal the strength of the two stone walls.

He looked up to the top of the hall, and saw Gu Lan holding the edge of the skylight with one hand, hanging there like a fluttering crane.

_Jiao caramel hall_

Gu Lan witnessed the soul-stirring moment with his own eyes, and he sincerely praised: "Junzuo is really brave and extraordinary, and the word 'No. [-] in the world' is well-deserved. Today is an eye-opener."

Xuan Zhen's smile was not a smile, and when he was extremely angry, the line of his jaw became sharper. He looked at Gu Lan with red eyes and said, "You better not be caught by me again."

Gu Lan shook his head: "How could I just watch you in danger? It's just that the divine power of the throne has exceeded my expectations, and I don't have to do anything extra to pull the throne up again. It can be seen from this that if you want to escape after the mechanism is triggered, that's all. There is no other way."

He slowly took out his Frost Ling Sword and Xuanzhen's copper ring from his arms, shook them down with a smile, then smashed the stone bricks around the skylight with his palm, and flipped them out effortlessly.

"Farewell, my lord."

Xuan Zhen roared: "Gu Lan!"

The envoy carrying the lantern searched for the thief for hundreds of miles around the Holy Cult, but on the way back, he heard a crackling sound resounding through the sky. Looking up, he saw a cloud of smoke rising from the sky in the direction of the palace, and the towering hall had disappeared.

He hurried back and saw that the palace had completely collapsed, and there were groups of maidservant disciples squatting among the ruined walls, crying in their arms. His heart felt sad, and he asked sharply, "Where are the people from the throne, what's wrong with the throne?" gone?"

Everyone was crying and was busy wiping their tears and blowing their noses, but no one answered his question.

"Mr. Zuo——" Lantern tearfully peeled away the stone bricks, running around in the ruins like a mad beast, howling, and finally found the stone room where Xuan Zhen usually lived, and saw him Standing in front of the stone case safe and sound and drawing.

Lantern couldn't help rushing over and knelt down beside Xuan Zhen's legs, hugged his waist and cried loudly: "It turns out that you are still alive, Jun Zuo, it's so great! My Buddha is really merciful!"

Xuan Zhen patted him on the shoulder: "Get up, you are pressing my feet."

The sad mask on Lantern's face was turned upside down and turned into a beaming one. He got up and moved to the side of the stone table, seeing Xuan Zhen was meditating with a pen, ready to put the last touch on a picture of a beauty.

He had seen this painting as early as half a month ago. The figure in the painting was handsome and ethereal, wearing a misty pine green gown, long hair like a waterfall of ink hanging down his shoulders, and the back was lined with twin cranes in the night lake, and the moon shone on Sha Ting. .

But at that time, the person in the painting didn't have a face, let alone the face that was exactly the same as Gu Lan's now.

Lantern suddenly had many questions in his heart, but he only picked out the one he was most concerned about: "Young seat, where is Dr. Gu now?"

"Run away." Xuan Zhen said.

Frightened by the lantern, he shook his poor right hand: "Run away? Then little monk, what should I do with my hand?"

"What are you shouting for?" Xuanzhen couldn't write down the pen for a long time, turned to glance at Lantern, "Lantern, have you never realized that pain is a wonderful and complicated feeling, at least when it hurts, you can clearly know that you are still there. alive."

Lan Deng thought to himself that it wasn't your hand that hurt anyway, but he didn't dare to refute, he just said: "Then the throne will let him go like this."

Xuan Zhen said: "Of course it's impossible." He finally put pen to paper, and pointed out a pair of wonderful eyes for the person on the painting. Suddenly, the crane was shocked by the clouds, and the moonlight leaked into the surface of the pool like water, creating circles of ripples. The person in the painting seemed to be smiling at him too.

He dipped his fingertips in the cinnabar saucer, and then pressed it firmly between the man's lips, without any tenderness, but almost a crazy sense of destruction.Xuan Zhen lightly raised his wrist, drawing a long and thin streak of red on the portrait's fair cheek, which suddenly became a little more enchanting.

"How can I easily give up the things of this seat to others."

Blood Bodhi ([-]) Mountain Rain Is Coming

On the third day of September, south of Donglai City, Changfeng Gate.

Before the beginning of winter, all the phoenix trees in the courtyard had withered their leaves, and the ground was yellow.It started to rain again in the evening, and Zhu Qing sat alone at the stone table in the courtyard, staring at a corner of the sky in a daze.

At the beginning, Gu Lan said that he would visit the house within five days, but now it is the fourth day, and there is still no sign of him.Just now Zhu Qing went to visit her father in his room and saw that he was still lethargic and had taken an unknown number of doctors' medicines, but his condition did not improve at all.She was anxious about her father's body, and worried that Gu Lan would lose to Xuan Zhen and fall into the hands of the Demon Cult. She only hoped that he could escape smoothly and find herself in peace.

Just as he was thinking about this with a sad face, he suddenly heard someone beside him say: "I think you'd better save yourself, Gu Lan might have been killed by Xuan Zhen long ago, instead of wasting time here, it's better to get the master's secret as soon as possible." Hand over the "Changfeng Sword Jue" that was handed down, lest the Sahatang come to your door in the future, and we don't even have anyone who can resist two moves."

Zhu Qing raised her head angrily, and saw the second senior brother Yuan Dongpeng smiling mockingly at her, as if she was sure that Gu Lan would not come.

"Second Senior Brother, what you said is really inappropriate." Zhu Qing got up and stood in front of Yuan Dongpeng, "Father is seriously ill and is bedridden, and the sect is in panic. You don't go to comfort everyone, but you only think about father's sword manual! Besides, Gu Guan The time appointed by the Lord has not yet come, how do you know that He will not come?"

Yuan Dongpeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and put his hands on her shoulders: "Xiaoqing, look at what you think of senior brother. Our brother and sister grew up together, and you still don't understand me? Senior brother, this is not because you are worried. I want to share some with you."

Zhu Qing shrugged and knocked his hand away: "I don't need you to share the burden for me, hmph, stop being hypocritical here, do you think I still don't understand anything like when I was a child, you will always only think about yourself, unlike Eldest brother, I pretend to be the whole Changfeng in my heart