When Yan Lan arrived in Zuzhou, all he saw was a bloody mess.
He burped and sobered up instantly.
The bloody thing emerged from the molten pool, with white feathers floating beside it and sticking to his bloody body. Soon he was wrapped up like a feathered man.
True winged man.
Mi Yan sat down on the beauty couch, her eyes looking at Yan greedily through the two black holes between the feathers.
"Why is Uncle Jinwu here? Could it be that my little enemy missed me?"
Yan Lan burped and his voice became hoarse from listening to him talking. He couldn't help but say:
"If you feel depressed and want to commit suicide, come to me."
"Where did you get this lava? It's of such low quality that it can only burn off hair, and has no killing power at all."
Mi Yan sighed: "I just want to perm the hair off."
Yan Lan: "Hmm? You want to make your own soup and give it to my niece?"
"If you want to eat some, I can cut a few pieces of leg meat for you."
Yan Lan didn't argue with him anymore. Dian Que Que got more and more crazy every day, and each time was different. Making a fuss about it was just underestimating his crazy nature.
"You haven't tortured yourself to death yet, so I guess it's not your mother's residual soul that has left."
"Here, this is what Shasha asked me to return to you."
Yan Lan threw a bead over to him.
It was the Mingwang Pearl that had hidden Yun Zheng's soul.
Mi Yan was now covered in feathers, and it was inconvenient for him to move. He picked up the Ming Wang Pearl clumsily. Yan Lan could not see what expression he had.
There was indeed a hint of resentment in that tone.
"This is the token of love I gave to you, and you even gave it back to me. It really doesn't give me any time to think about it."
Yan Lan asked faintly: "Who would give a token of love to the father-in-law?"
This Mingwang Pearl was in Fan You's hands. Fan You also used this item to hide the perception of the witch clan and secretly brought Yun Zheng's soul out.
"My little rascal only asked you to bring this thing to me? No other instructions?"
Yan Lan tilted his head and thought for a while: "In a few days, that brat Xiao Chenyan will ascend the throne and be called the emperor, and Shasha will also participate in the ceremony. Can it be considered as another marriage for them?"
"If you don't mind being hurt, you can just come and have a glass of wine."
Mi Yan said, "If I were to do that, I would definitely want to snatch the bride away. Why would I want to drink water and wine?"
Yan Lan glanced at him.
With your current state, you still want to steal the bride? You can just make a dish of food and serve it as a roast chicken.
Mi Yan smiled and changed the subject: "The Emperor of Heaven has come out of seclusion."
Yan Lan frowned, "You went to heaven?"
Mi Yan hummed.
Yan Lan's expression became more and more weird. He had burned himself like a sick chicken after his last trip to the sky. This crazy guy's brain was really...
I can't figure it out and I don't understand it.
"That dirty thing is looking forward to becoming a relative of the underworld." Mi Yan said with a smile, "Today, he is so generous that he allows me to choose the betrothal gifts in his private storehouse, and he is also going to choose a good day to propose to the underworld."
"What the hell does your father want!" Yan Lan slammed the table and stood up.
"It's not the first time he wants to be so beautiful."
"Then you..." Yan Lan frowned, and seeing how miserable Mi Yan was, he couldn't say the rest of the words.
According to the character of the Emperor of Heaven, if Dian Queque and his good niece want to cancel their engagement smoothly, they will probably have a lot of trouble.
Considering the hypocritical character of the Emperor of Heaven, it is possible that he simply hid the Three Lives Stone.
Even if he didn't hide, he would still have a way to stop it. After all, the sky was his territory.
"There is one more."
Mi Yan paused, with a hint of reluctance.
"The Queen has also awakened."
"What? That pretentious old Bai Lian has also woken up?" Yan Lan rolled his eyes: "Oh, this is going to be fun."
Mi Yan did not comment.
"Uncle Jinwu can tell Shasha about this. With her smart and beautiful brain, she will be able to take precautions early."
Yan Lan nodded and looked at Mi Yan again: "Then I'm leaving. Do you have anything else to tell me?"
Mi Yan's face was covered by feathers and she seemed to be smiling: "Yes, I miss Sha Sha, can she come to see me?"
Yan Lan felt that these words were meant to seduce his niece to "make a mistake".
"I'll pass on a message for you. It's up to you whether you want to come and see my eldest niece or not."
"Thank you, Uncle Jinwu."
Yan Lan scratched his head. It was the first time he saw this crazy guy acting so evil. He even felt a little sympathy for him.
Oh, what a fuss.
After Yan Lan left, Mi Yan lay on the couch. If it weren't for the rise and fall of her chest, she would have looked like a dead body.
After a moment, his chest rose and fell more violently. He took a long, deep breath, and the white feather that was attached to Mi Yan's body gradually turned into smoke and dust like a root of vitality.
He propped himself up with his arms and stood up lazily. His silver hair was like the finest silk and flowing moonlight, falling from his shoulders.
The newborn's skin is as white and tender as a peeled egg, with thin muscles closely attached to the bones. The blue veins under the cold white skin are extremely obvious, and as the force is exerted, the muscle lines are obvious and smooth.
He casually conjured up a white robe and covered himself with it. When he stood up, his silver hair fell to his ankles.
"Playing the victim really works..."
Mi Yan said sadly: "It's a pity that you don't care about your little enemy, alas."
He walked towards the garden and flew onto the huge god-nourishing ganoderma.
On the Yangshenzhi, there was sleeping a magnificent peacock.
Mi Yan sat down next to Peacock, her fingertips slid across her wrist, and drops of blood rolled down, floating towards Peacock like a blood line.
Mi Yan is using his own essence and blood to nourish his mother's soul.
"mother."
"It seems my son is going to break his promise."
"I promised you that I would only care about profit and do business, and never be emotional."
"But I seem to have really fallen in love with a girl."
"That ghost of hers is beautiful, smart, cruel and ruthless. But she is obviously a ghost, born in that dark and cold land, but she is warmer than the sun that is within reach in the thirty-third heaven. Don't you think it's strange?"
Mi Yan smiled and tapped her head, "I'm afraid my brain can't be cured."
"You were sick already, and now you're in love, which makes it even worse."
He smiled happily and patted the peacock's residual soul gently: "I am really your son, a love-brained person, inherited from my ancestors."
"You can't wake up now anyway, so you can't jump up and peck me. You should take the blame for your son's love-brain problem first."
"It's a pity that she doesn't like me."
"Haha, she doesn't like me..."
Mi Yan murmured: "I really want to snatch her away, even if I have to use all means, even if she hates me and despises me... I want to get her..."
Snap——
As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Yan slapped himself.
He conjured up an ice pick and stuck it into his forehead to wake his brain.
"No, I still don't want to be hated by Shasha..."
"Just think about it. It's always good to think about it..."
"Anyway, it's bad to think about it, I don't know what's going on..."
Mi Yan wiped the blood dripping from his forehead and lay on his side next to the peacock. His body curled up like a baby still in the womb, his fingers unconsciously touching the mother's feathers.
"Mother, what happened in Fentianluan? Why are you there?"
"That guy Cang Ming was a perfect person, but he destroyed himself in the chaos of Burning Heaven, and fell into the hands of the Wu Clan, and was reincarnated in the human world... It's really unreasonable."
Mi Yan murmured: "That guy loves to use his body to set up a trap. How can such a guy understand love?"
"When I think about it, I feel like it's going to end soon."
Mi Yan closed her eyes: "Lust makes one lose one's mind, I am not worse than Cang Ming in age..."
"Shasha, it's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran."
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