"After digging out her spiritual roots and receiving one hundred and seventy lashes, her muscles and bones were completely destroyed." Yan Lingyu's eyes showed indifference, "She probably won't die. As for whether she will become a disabled person, that's not the case.
That’s easy to say.”
After saying that, Yan Lingyu really wanted to get up close and watch Lan Qianqian's miserable condition, but he knew that Song Yizhi would definitely not agree.
Song Yizhi looked at the bloody man paralyzed on the ground. In a daze, she seemed to see herself in a certain life.
Gathering his thoughts, Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian who was motionless and said, "The Lan family hasn't come yet?"
Calculating the time, it has been at least half an hour since Lan Qianxi was thrown out of the sect. Are the Lan family really not afraid that something will happen to her?
If she dies, that secret technique will backfire and seriously injure Lan Ruoming.
Seeing Song Yizhi's suspicious look, Yan Lingyu asked funnyly, "Do you think they didn't come?"
Lan Minjun has already lost a sister, how could he let something happen to another sister, his only relative?
Song Yizhi suddenly realized, "The Lan family people have been here for a long time, but they never showed up. I guess they wanted to see if anyone would come to save Lan Qianqian!"
Yan Lingyu cast an admiring glance, "Smart."
Song Yizhi said "tsk tsk" twice and shook his head to the side, his pretending to be serious could not hide his playfulness.
Yan Lingyu was stunned because he was so cute by Song Yizhi. He raised the corners of his mouth and touched her head while Song Yizhi was not paying attention.
Song Yizhi was in a good mood and did not take action, but glanced at Yan Lingyu.
Looking at this lively and playful little girl, Yan Lingyu's smiling voice sounded, "Why didn't I find you so cute before?"
"Not cute." Song Yizhi retorted seriously.
Yan Lingyu nodded and agreed, "It's not cute, it's not cute."
Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu, who was serious but a little perfunctory, and looked away, not bothering to pay attention to him.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The sound of cloth brushing against leaves sounded, getting closer and closer.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Yan Lingyu's shoulder.
Yan Lingyu pulled Song Yizhi's hand away and looked over following the sound.
A burly figure walked out of the woods. The man in a brown short shirt looked around with a somewhat wary expression.
The man's cultivation level is not as high as Yan Lingyu's, so the man did not notice Yan Lingyu's barrier.
When the man saw the bloody man paralyzed on the ground, his eyes froze.
"..." The man walked up to Lan Qianqian in three steps and then knelt down on one knee.
He reached out his hand and carefully brushed away the blood-stained hair that was stuck on Lan Qianxi's face.
Even though Lan Qianxi's face was covered in blood, her facial features could still be seen. When the man looked at this familiar face, his eyes immediately turned red.
Found it, found it.
The man's slightly trembling hand moved to Lan Qianxi's nose.
Feeling the weak breathing, the man was instantly relieved. He exhaled, and then reached out to pick up Lan Qianxi.
"Whoosh——"
The spiritual power condensed into arrows that shot through the air.
The man quickly hid, and his eyes instantly turned into red vertical pupils.
Yan Lingyu narrowed his eyes.
The Red Dragon Royal Family.
The guards of the Lan family jumped out from the darkness and surrounded the man and Lan Qianxi.
The man roared, a sound full of threats like the roar of a wild animal.
The burly body is slightly arched, the muscles outlined by the short shirt are tense, and the whole person is like an arrow on the string, ready to go.
"superior."
After receiving Lan Minjun's instructions, various spiritual powers flew towards the man.
Lan Minjun was not involved in the fighting. He walked towards Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi.
Yan Lingyu put away the barrier and then jumped down from the flying magic weapon.
The two raised their hands and saluted each other to greet each other.
Song Yizhi sat cross-legged on the instrument and did not move, but she lowered her height.
"Miss Song." Lan Minjun raised his hand and saluted Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi nodded and said, "Young Master Lan."
Yan Lingyu glanced at the flying magic weapon that was as high as his waist, and bent down to sit on it.
"It looks like Master Lan has been squatting for a long time?" Yan Lingyu looked over Lan Minjun.
The man turned into a red dragon, and his hard scales blocked most of the damage, but Lan Minjun brought many people, and he was only one person. After a stalemate for a while, he gradually showed his defeat.
"As expected of the Red Dragon Royal Family." Lan Minjun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly to hide the calculation inside.
Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at Yan Lingyu.
Yan Lingyu tilted his head slightly and said to Song Yizhi, "He may be thinking about how to dissect the body."
This red dragon is full of treasures, from scales to muscles and bones and even flesh and blood, every part is useful.
In the past, the relationship between the demon world and the immortal world deteriorated because the immortal cultivators hunted and killed demons for the purpose of refining weapons and elixirs.
Later, a king appeared in the demon world. Under the leadership of the demon lord, the demon world and the immortal world fought for a long time, and finally signed an agreement.
Immortal cultivators are not allowed to hunt and kill demons at will, and demons are not allowed to hurt people at will.
But if it is an evil demon, the immortal cultivator can hunt and kill it. In the same way, if the immortal cultivator hurts the demon, the demon can also kill people.
In the current situation, although Lord Lan Min is not a good person, the demon is definitely not a good demon.
Song Yizhi's eyelids twitched.
Seeing Yan Lingyu speaking ill of himself openly, Lan Minjun smiled gently and said, "If Young Master Yan Lingyu needs anything, I can sell you some."
Yan Lingyu raised his hand to his chin and thought seriously.
Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu and then at Lan Minjun, "Is this... suitable for you?"
The red dragon is not dead yet, why are you talking about business?!
Is it polite?
Lan Minjun smiled softly, "The scales of the red dragon are very good for refining weapons. I will give Miss Song a few pieces later."
When Song Yizhi was about to refuse, Lan Minjun said, "If Miss Song doesn't like it, the Demon Pill will do."
"Then it's still scales," Song Yizhi said.
If Rong Yueyuan likes it, you can share it with him. If he doesn't like it, you can string the scales together as a decoration. It should be pretty good.
Thinking of this, Song Yizhi paused.
It’s over, I was led astray by Lan Minjun!
"bump--"
The huge red dragon made a dent in the ground, and it looked straight at Lan Qianqian with its vertical pupils, seemingly unconcerned.
Lan Minjun looked at the dying red dragon with a very beautiful mood.
"I didn't expect Lan Qianqian to have such a wonderful effect. I hope there will be more red dragons." Lan Minjun did not hide his hostility and covetousness towards the royal family of red dragons.
Song Yizhi: "..."
The red dragon would cry after hearing this!
Yan Lingyu sincerely felt that Lan Minjun was really evil, so he joked, "Is it possible that Young Master Lan still wants to sell red dragon scales?"
Lan Minjun raised his eyebrows, "Does Young Master Yanling want to take a stake?"
Cooperate with Lan Minjun?
Then forget it, I still don’t want to cooperate with Lan Minjun unless necessary.
Yan Lingyu shook his head, "Young Master Lan, hurry up and do the autopsy while it's still fresh."
Song Yizhi's mouth twitched.
Lan Minjun took out a short blade and walked up.
The scraping sound was a bit sharp and harsh, and Song Yizhi raised his hand to rub his ears.
After a while, the red dragon was surrounded by scales.
How to describe that scene? Lan Minjun looked like he was scraping the scales of a fish, but what was under his hand was not a fish but a huge red dragon.
"The blood of the red dragon is really fishy," Yan Lingyu said.
Song Yizhi raised his hand to cover his nose and said, "I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to run away."