Can't stop the medicine

"You are Ren Xiaoyao's Taoist companion?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"What do you want?"

"Where did you get this vitality crystal?"

"Where is the owner of this crystal now?"

……

Yi Lan held the tiny seeds in her palm, aggressively questioning them and shooting them out like cannonballs. If her hearing was weak, she might not be able to hear a word.However, Qingyue just raised her eyelids, glanced at Yilan who was full of anxiety, and didn't answer the other party's intention.

Qingyue picked up the teacup with curling steam rising from the table, her lips pursed slightly, blowing air created layers of waves on the surface of the tea.

After taking a few sips of fresh and sweet new tea to moisten his throat, Qingyue hooked his index finger slightly, and the seeds floating above Yilan's palm obediently broke free from the opponent's control, and slowly floated back to Qingyue's side.

The dark green seeds landed on the tip of Qingyue's index finger, and penetrated into the ruddy skin like ice particles, hiding traces again.

Yi Lan obviously didn't expect that Qing Yue would use the ability to control this life crystal, and there was an expression of astonishment on her face that she couldn't hold back no matter how hard she tried.

Putting the teacup back on the table, Qingyue finally looked at Yilan, and asked the first sentence since the three of them entered the room in a flat tone: "When did you meet him?"

Xu Shi just had too much impact on Yilan, she subconsciously chose to obey, and replied: "Eight years ago."

"Eight years ago..." Qingyue couldn't help but widen his eyes because of the answer that was far beyond Qingyue's guess.

The simple three words, however, exploded in Qingyue's mind like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The dazzling white light of lightning illuminated some dim clues that were once incomprehensible, revealing every trace of the above lines, fragments and fragments were destroyed. Connect quickly.

Qingyue was lost in thought, Ren Xiaoyao immersed himself in eating snacks.

Yi Lan, who was/dried/aired for almost a quarter of an hour, became a little impatient, and the suffocation of unanswered questions in her chest forced her not-so-soft temper to explode.

Out of patience, Yi Lan cast a sideways glance at Ren Xiaoyao, and said in a more aggressive tone, "I'm not here to accompany you two in a daze by giving up the first place."

"I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise..."

Ren Xiaoyao, who was slumped into a pool on the chair, sat up straight and interrupted in a more impolite tone: "What else?"

He casually threw the two-thirds of the pastry he had eaten back to the plate, and Ren Xiaoyao, who was always soft and hard, rubbed his palms back and forth a few times, and slapped the food residue stuck to his fingertips to the ground.

Ren Xiaoyao, who half-closed his eyes, showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Tell me?"

"I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise..."

Ren Xiaoyao grinned and showed a bright smile with eight teeth, but his eyes that were as sharp as steel needles brushed against Yi Lan: "I let you come in vertically and go out horizontally."

Yi Lan tilted her head, she is not used to being domineering, how could she bear such a threat, and raised her eyebrows like willow leaves: "It seems that there is a little boy with tight skin and needs to be combed~"

The two people's eyes collided with each other in the air, crackling and sparking a burst of sparks.The momentum of the two sides climbed back and forth, the originally calm air was getting more and more gentle, and the calm tea on the table was blown out of layers of ripples.

The smell of gunpowder/powder between Ren Xiaoyao and Yi Lan is getting stronger, and the two who have already experienced the stage of "disagreement" may directly "fight" at any time.

I don't know whether it was to regain my senses after successfully smoothing out my thoughts, or to be awakened by the increasingly strange atmosphere, Qingyue's originally empty eyes focused again.

With a plain sentence, Qingyue successfully dispelled the silent gunpowder around Ren Xiaoyao and Yilan: "The relationship between us and him can be regarded as..."

Qingyue's usually calm face showed a slightly unnatural expression: "Is it the relationship between adoptive father and son?"

These words were indeed too exciting for Yi Lan, and it really made her a little overwhelmed, and even the true qi that was running all the time in the meridians froze for half a second.

After brainstorming for a few breaths, Yi Lan, who thought of something, swallowed her saliva, and said with a strange look: "Don't tell me that Locke is the son you two lost."

Ren Xiaoyao, who also restrained his momentum, scratched his temples twice with his index finger: "Lock? '

Even if Ren Xiaoyao listened to the conversation between the two, he would have guessed that what the two were talking about was probably Locker.

Taking a deep breath, Qingyue pursed her lips and nodded: "That's right, it's him."

Although she had guessed that it would be such an answer before, Yi Lan still felt very complicated when she heard Qing Yue's affirmative answer.

Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Yi Lan had to work on her inner strength for a long time before she could speak bluntly: "Locke..."

"He did tell me that he got separated from the fathers."

"And I also said that his father has the life crystallization left by him, let me help to pay attention."

Ren Xiaoyao, who was absolutely sure that the 'Lock' Yilan mentioned was 'Locker', spread his hands, saying, 'Look~ we didn't lie to you, did we? ' expression.

Glancing at the proud Ren Xiaoyao, Yi Lan pulled out a smile like a withered melon seed shell: "12 years."

"When I met Locke eight years ago, he had been separated from his fathers for four years."

"So, 12 years in total."

"It's not that I don't want to believe you. After all, Locke's aura on the crystal of life cannot be faked, not to mention that what you said basically matches what Locke said."

"But I really can't believe it, it's really too unreal!" Yi Lan sighed, glanced at Ren Xiaoyao, and landed on Qingyue's face: "According to what you said earlier, 'Lost Locke on the way to bury Jianya' saying—"

The words 'difficult to describe' were almost written all over Yi Lan's face: "It took you 12 years to find the Burial Sword Cliff?"

Ren Xiaoyao: "..." Wait a minute? 12 years?Did I admit the wrong person... We only came to the four-dimensional world for a year because of all our plans!

To Yilan's question, Qingyue answered calmly: "We live far away from Jianjian Cliff."

Ren Xiaoyao immediately nodded in agreement: 'That's quite a long way!To break through the dimensional wall so far! '

Then, Qingyue continued: "In addition, Xiaoyao and I don't have a good sense of direction, and we took some detours."

Ren Xiaoyao continued to nod vigorously: 'No!Landing in a forest where birds don't shit, you're just a little short of getting lost! '

In the end, Qingyue concluded without guilt: "Besides, 12 years is not too long compared to our lifespan."

Yilan was dumbfounded by Qingyue's 'reasonable' explanation, and said: 'You are so reasonable, what else can I say? '

"It turns out that the world really has a father who is bigger than a water tank. Not only did he not rush to find his lost son, but he waited for his son to grow up to find them..."

No matter whether Yilan accepts her statement or not, Qingyue, who has exhausted her brain cells, is too lazy to make it up anymore, so she directly asks: "When you met Locke, was there anyone else with him?"

In Qingyue's view, since he and Ren Xiaoyao have not been separated, maybe Locker is not alone.

As if some bad memories had been evoked, Yi Lan rolled her eyes a few times and said angrily: "There is also a young man, tsk~ that's a disgusting one!"

The special attribute of 'dislike' can directly rule out Gong Yi and Ren Qing, and 'young man' can rule out Angus, so Qingyue said affirmatively, "Shi Le."

"That's right...it's this guy." Just blurted out, Yi Lan's face suddenly turned green as if dyed: "Wait a minute..."

"How do you know Shi Le? You didn't just lose a son, did you?"

Ren Xiaoyao, who had been displeased with Shi Le for a long time, smiled without changing his face and heartbeat: "It is true that only one son was lost, because Shi Le is Locke's child bride-in-law."

Yi Lan: "..." Facing parents like Locke, what else can I say?You are not active in finding a son, but you are very active in finding a Taoist companion for your son!

Afterwards, under Qing Yue's questioning, Yi Lan recounted how she met Locker and Shi Le.

A simple summary is: two heroes saved a superfluous beauty.

Because as I said earlier, the beauty of Yilan is like an oversized light bulb stuck between a pair of mandarin ducks and birds - dazzling, obstructive and redundant (mainly redundant) - Yilan naturally failed to compare with the two heroes Any one derived what epic love story.

Although it is destined that there will be no love between them, friendship can still exist.Locker, with a soft personality, became Yilan's only interracial friend without any suspense.

As for Shi Le~

I'm sorry, Yilan and him don't like each other.

Maybe it's because the same sex (personality) repels each other. After all, apart from the difference in gender and appearance, their personalities are almost carved out of the same mold.

In Yi Lan's words: "After meeting Shi Le, I realized that my character was so bad that I wanted to beat myself up."

In Shi Le's words: "Locker has been with me for so many years, it's really hard for him!"

Yi Lan hated Shi Le to the point that whenever she thought of the similarities between herself and the other party, she couldn't help but feel nauseous.As a result, after Yi Lan recovered from her injuries, she "renewed her mind and started a new life" as soon as she returned to Burial Sword Cliff.

In order to get rid of the fact that she can't help but choke every time she speaks, which is the biggest commonality with Shi Le, Yi Lan even decided to talk less or even stop talking.

certainly!Yilan's hard work was not in vain, since she hardly spoke, she was indeed much more likable.

Back to the present, Yi Lan, who kept answering questions, couldn't help asking: "Why do you want the core disciples to be number one?"

"We didn't think about it." Qingyue said lightly: "I just didn't expect you to admit defeat when you saw the crystal of life. In fact, I just wanted to ask you if you have seen Locke."

Yi Lan: "..." I really believed your evil!

"You mean I'm being selfish?"

Ren Xiaoyao, who was very satisfied with Yi Lan's coercion/number, nodded with an approving smile: "No matter what the facts are, anyway, Qingyue is right and it's over." '

Yi Lan is like a chicken with its neck strangled: "..." This is the first time I've seen someone I hate more than Shi (self) Le (self).

Thanks to Yilan's skill in nourishing Qi in recent years, otherwise he would have drawn his sword by now.

Twitching the corners of her mouth, Yi Lan smiled and said: "You should be going for the secret places rewarded by the top three in the Grand Competition, right?"

"Do you think he can take you in with him after he won the first place in the Grand Competition?"

Qingyue, who was shaking the tea with downcast eyes, said lightly: "The suzerain said that in Burial Sword Cliff, strength is the rule."

Leisurely raising Erlang's legs, Yi Lan sneered and said, "Yeah~ But, he didn't beat me."

Qingyue didn't deny it: "Yes."

"So, it's almost enough to let him beat you up again when the time comes."

Yi Lan: "..." I seem to suddenly understand something...