After a month of rest, Zuo Lan's wounds basically healed. During this period, Zuo Jingtian had never visited him, and even handed over all the business of the City Lord's Mansion to another son. In the past, his father was not there, but he had the final say in the City Lord's Mansion. He had always been arrogant and was like a deputy City Lord. He listened to flattering words every day and his ears were almost calluses. But now, except for his mother, everyone hid far away when he saw him, as if he was carrying a plague on his body.

He is now a disabled person and should need more care than normal people. However, the attitude of everyone pushing the wall not only does not care, but can also destroy it vigorously, adding a layer of thick frost to his injured heart.

Now his arms are gone, his front teeth are gone, his father's love is gone, and his status is gone. He feels like he is a useless man, a living waste.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life without dignity like this, so he decided to talk to his father.

Early that morning, he went to the palace outside the city. As soon as he arrived at the door of his father's room, he was stopped by the guards. Before he could tell the reason, the guard told him that the city lord did not want to see him and asked him to go back.

Zuo Lan suddenly felt the five thunders thunder, his head was blank, and he couldn't respond for a long time. It seemed that his father had completely given up on him. If it were the past, he would definitely rush in to argue with his father, but now he can't muster up the courage. He is afraid that his father would beat him to death, and it is really a kill.

He walked down the mountain like an eggplant made of frost. Unexpectedly, he met Meng Degang on the way. Meng Degang was sympathetic to him, so he did not avoid him and even said hello.

Zuo Lan said with a lonely face, "You are doing well recently?"

Meng Degang sighed and said, "It's already my fate to be alive. Where are you?"

Zuo Lan let out a long sigh and said, "I would rather not be alive."

Meng Degang thought to himself, then you can die now! He said, "Is the city lord separated from you now?"

Zuo Lan shook her head and said, "It's not a estrangement, it's a gulf."

Meng Degang said: "It will be fine. After all, you are the son of the city lord. When he gets angry, he will forgive you."

Zuo Lan shook her head again and said, "It's useless. I know my father too much. He is really desperate for me this time and will never forgive me in this life."

Meng Degang was also very injured recently and needed comfort, so he was too lazy to comfort him again, so he said, "What are you going to do?"

Zuo Lan looked up at the distance, his eyes narrowed, his eyes became vicious, and he said coldly: "I have figured it out now. It is better to ask for others than to ask for others. The reason why I have fallen to this is due to the little monkey. I will return the suffering I have suffered today to him thousands of times, and I will avenge my shame!"

Meng Degang was tired of hearing this. Some time ago, when he was constipated on the top of the mountain, he said this sentence every day, but the shame was not cleared, but it became thicker and thicker. He laughed in his heart and said, "He has now revealed his mark. You are no match for him at all!" He just said nothing, don't humiliate yourself.

Zuo Lan gritted her teeth and said, "As long as I want, there is nothing in this world that I can't do, and I want to become a monk."

Meng Degang thought he was already in a state of mind. He actually chatted with a madman for a long time, and he was still having fun. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "You can definitely be ashamed of your health."

Zuo Lan said: "Are you mocking me?"

Meng Degang said: "No, those who have ambition will succeed, maybe you will succeed."

Zuo Lan said: "It's not maybe, but it's certain. I'm going to the Nine Demon Slaughter Realm."

Meng Degang felt that he was really crazy and said in surprise: "Do you want to fall into the devil's way?"

Zuo Lan sneered and said, "To me, Qingliang City is more annoying to me than the devil's way. The right way is the way, and the devil's way is also the way. As long as I live happily, no matter the right way of the devil's way."

Meng Degang said: "The key is that you won't live happily. Although the practice of Nine Slaughter Magic is basically not limited by qualifications, you have to go through the pain of nine steaming and nine boiling, and the heart-sucking of thousands of insects, and it is repeated every year. It's not me that scares you, it's really more terrible than cutting into pieces. Those who can tolerate the past are really not humans or animals. You can't pick one in a thousand miles."

Zuo Lan said: "Do you think I'm a cartilage?"

Meng Degang thought to himself, it was not that I thought, but that I saw it. He said, "I see that you have tender skin and tender flesh, and have been spoiled since childhood. You have food and drink in Qingliang City, so why should you practice yourself?"

Zuo Lan snorted coldly and said, "Let me tell you, although I have tender skin, my bones are very hard. I am just afraid of death, but I am not afraid of pain. What is that little pain? For my heartache, it is just a drop in the bucket."

Meng Degang looked at his strong-willed appearance. If he hadn't seen him crying and howling with his own eyes, he would have almost believed it. He licked his lips and said, "Then I wish you good luck."

Zuo Lan said: "I want to ask you to do me a favor!"

Meng Degang was stunned and said, "What's the busy thing?"

Zuo Lan said: "Send me to the Nine Demon-Slaying Realm."

Meng Degang was startled and said, "My Master Zuo, you can just pretend to be yourself, but don't come to do it. It doesn't matter if a mortal goes to the Nine Demon Slaughter Realm. If a monk like me goes, if he is discovered by the people from the Nine Demon Slaughter Palace, he will kill one. Although I have not been doing well during this period, I still want to live for two more years."

Zuo Lan said: "Just send me to the edge of the Demon Realm, you don't need to go in."

Meng Degang said: "That's not OK, the risk is too great, and you can't even close your eyes if you die."

Zuo Lan smiled, slowly took out a brocade box from her arms, opened the lid, and two white round beads like pearls were placed inside. He said, "When I was a child, I was playing in my father's room and found such a thing under his bed. I remember that my father found that the thing was lost and was almost crazy. Even the guardian was cut by him, but I just didn't tell him. Later I realized that this was an induction bead and was of no use to me, but it might be different to you. As long as you send it to me, I will give it to you."

Meng Degang's eyes suddenly shone, he swallowed hard, and said, "Can you just send it to the edge of the Demon Realm?"

Zuo Lan nodded and said, "That's right!"

Meng Degang grabbed the brocade box and put it in his arms, saying, "The deal! Your father is preparing to break through the golden bucket these days. When he is in seclusion, I will send you there."

Zuo Lan said: "That's it."

The Nine Demon-Slaying Realms are tens of thousands of miles away from Qingliang City and thousands of miles apart.

Four days later, Zuo Jingtian was indeed in seclusion. Meng Degang took Zuo Lan with Longlin Horse. He traveled through mountains and rivers for about eight or nine days. His eyes suddenly became clear. There was an endless grassland with dry grass swaying for thousands of miles.
Chapter completed!