Tenderness like water

According to the map given by Daoist Xu Gu, Yang Lan went all the way north, and came down to change clothes and horses every time he reached a town.

Fortunately, autumn has just entered, although the weather is cold, but it has not yet snowed, Yang Lan followed the people around her and changed into thicker and thicker clothes, almost covering herself to death.

When I was on the mountain before, the master and the master of the temple were always instructing people not to let people find out their differences. Although Yang Lan didn't feel cold, she couldn't continue to wear her thin white robe. Fortunately, she had enough money. He spends it, or I'm afraid he will go hunting for money.

Walking all the way, Yang Lan almost reached the mountain marked on the map before the snow fell.

To say that this mountain is a mountain is to exaggerate it, it is just a small hill that protrudes slightly from the ground, but there are several tall mountain ranges around it, because it is connected with the mountains, it looks majestic , That's why Daoist Xugu called him Shan.

"It's here, it should be a culvert." Yang Lan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the stone wall in front of him with some doubts.

On the map given by the master, this should be a hidden cave entrance, but what he sees now is a solid mountain wall. Could it be that he found the wrong place?

With doubts, Yang Lan took two steps forward and put his hand on the mountain wall. He felt something was wrong when he touched it.

The stone wall was a bit too clean. He raised his hand and tapped it lightly, and there was a crisp sound. This is a hollow stone wall, and the bottom is not a layer of soil, but hollow.

With this discovery, Yang Lan naturally no longer doubted that he had found the wrong place. He walked around along the stone wall, and finally went around to the other side of the mountain. A mountain pass that one person passes through.

Yang Lan touched the stone wall with his hands. It was artificially excavated. Although there are no scratches on it, it still feels different from a naturally formed cave.Yang Lan's ears are sensitive. He just stood at the entrance of the cave and could vaguely hear the sound of water coming from inside.

Strange, didn't the master say that there is only one cold pool inside, and although there is an undercurrent at the bottom of the cold pool, the still flow is silent?

However, since this place has been discovered by others, it seems that it is not unacceptable to change it. Yang Lan only hopes that the goal of his trip is still there and has not been taken away.

When Daoist Xugu discovered this place, he naturally would not let it be exposed to the outside like this, but imposed a strict restriction. Generally speaking, normal people cannot see the cold lotus, at most they feel that the cold pool is too cold .

The passage was very narrow at first, and could only accommodate one person to pass through, and then gradually widened.

Yang Lan walked down the road. The passage was tortuous. The person who dug it must have put in a lot of effort. Although the path was tortuous, the mountain was not big, so Yang Lan got to the bottom after a while.

The farther you get to the back, the louder the sound of the water becomes, and it becomes even clearer when you get there.

Yang Lan walked down the last step, turned around a screen-like boulder, and the culvert appeared in front of her eyes.The first thing he saw was the cold pond in the middle of the culvert.

And the person in the cold pool.

Half of the cold lotus growing in the cold pool is surrounded by the restriction set by Daoist Xugu. Ordinary people look and feel the same as the mountain wall next to it. The other half of the cold pool is exposed+outside the restriction. It's no different.

That person just soaked naked in the cold pool, looking at the night pearl inlaid in the culvert, that person's white body fell straight into Yang Lan's eyes.

See no evil, see no evil...

He was thinking so in his heart, but Yang Lan didn't move at all. In the ancients, when there is a cloud, there is nothing. He felt that he was under the immobilization technique at this moment. The man's black hair was hanging down and a few strands were floating on his shoulders. It is white and shiny, and the bottom is soaked in water, because there are hairs floating on the water, more scenery is vaguely invisible.

is a beauty.

Yang Lan's right hand was hanging by his side, rubbing his thumb and index finger together, he was still a little curious about this person.

Since cold lotuses can grow in the cold pool, the water is naturally icy cold. It is probably not unusual for this person to be so leisurely in the cold pool.

"Who!"

He had just seen the scenery in front of him clearly, and before he could think about it carefully, he heard a soft reprimand in his ear, and his soul turned around.Then I saw the beautiful lady glaring at her. It's really...unusual.

If ordinary people waited for a look at this murderous look, they would have been too weak to walk, but Yang Lan didn't frighten away because of this look. Instead, she was teasing in her heart and walked a few steps step.

"Xiaosheng passed by here and heard the sound of water, but unexpectedly turned to a beautiful woman. It's really a crime." Yang Lan put one hand behind her and approached the edge of the cold pool calmly, with a smile on her face, but she should be on guard But it is not a single drop, ready to shoot at any time.

This culvert is not small, and Yang Lan couldn't see it clearly at the exit of the secret passage. After entering, he realized that the person in the water was a man.It's not that Yang Lan's eyes are bad, it's that the man in the water is indistinguishable.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

Even in the body of a man, Yang Lan still thinks he is a beauty - all beauties have thorns, but he doesn't know whether the sharpness in front of him is sharp or not.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The person on the opposite side was full of momentum, and every word seemed to come out of his teeth.

Looking at it from Yang Lan's angle, he could just see a small piece of chest and two bright red spots. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the clothes and towels on the other side of the cold pool, "I'm just telling the truth. What nonsense are you talking about?" But you, beauty, the cold pool is biting, and soaking for a long time may be harmful to the body."

The cold pond has been fed back by Hanlian, and it has already brought aura. Although aura is good for people, Hanlian is cold in nature.When Yang Lan approached the cold pool, he felt the flow of spiritual energy. When he stopped, he realized that the person on the other side was accumulating energy.

He was sure that as long as he took one step forward, he would bear this person's attack once.

"In this case, go and help me get the clothes over there." The man in the pool looked at where Yang Lan was standing, raised his head and tapped the stone chair where the clothes were placed with his chin, making him act very naturally.

The clothes were not far away, Yang Lan walked over slowly with [-] points of caution, and at the moment he bent down, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him.

It was the people in the cold pool who made the move.

Yang Lan moved his feet, wiped his right hand on his sleeve, and took out a small soft sword from Qiankun in his sleeve. He turned over at an incredible angle, holding the hilt of the sword in front of him.

"Ding"

With a crisp sound, a hair-thin silver needle fell from the air, and the software was still trembling slightly when the silver needle landed.

Yang Lan looked at the silver needle that fell on the toe of the shoe, and sighed in her heart: the thorns of this beauty are really sharp, and the more beautiful the more poisonous it is.

"Don't bring me the clothes yet." Just when Yang Lan was staring at the silver needle in a daze, the people in the cold pool began to urge him, "It's so slow, maybe it's because I'm getting old and have lost energy .”

Yang Lan put away the soft sword, looked over there as if nothing had happened, as if the silver needle was not shot by him, and urged Yang Lan to get him clothes.

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Lan bent down again to pick up the clothes on the ground, this time there was no silver needle coming from behind him.

What Yang Lan didn't know was that the person in the cold pool only had that silver needle in his hand, if he couldn't be killed with one shot, he could only continue to "live" for a while.

Picking up the clothes, Yang Lan walked in the direction of the cold pool. Halfway there, she felt a sudden change in her heart. She picked up the clothes and sniffed them close to the tip of her nose, pretending to be intoxicated. It can be regarded as seeing, this is the aroma of blood."

This action was too frivolous, causing the faces of the people in the cold pool to turn red, completely out of anger.

Because of Yang Lan's words, when he took his clothes and walked to the edge of the cold pool, a drop of water was sprinkled over, and one drop happened to fall into his eyes, and a coolness spread down the eyeballs.

Before the cold feeling passed, a palm followed closely behind and rushed straight to Yang Lan's head with a sharp breath.

Fortunately, Yang Lan has always been on guard, and reacted at the first moment when the water splashed, but because he moved behind that person, it was inevitable that he was so slow, he had to lean his whole body back, so he could barely hide After this palm.

But then, a damp arm came at him. Yang Lan subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but felt the coldness and softness of his hand.

It was the person in the cold pool. Such a thought flashed in Yang Lan's mind, and the next moment he felt his left arm was hit, and the clothes he was holding lightly were scattered around in an instant. He subconsciously wanted to grab it, but someone quickly He put all the clothes in his hands in one step.

"Just a brat like you, has he started to walk around?" Yang Lan heard the man say this after he lost his hand.

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