"Yes," Yi Yao said, "that's not true, it's just a legend."
Xiaolan paused for a few seconds, "But, that doesn't mean..."
"It's not that Yi Nian has no other abilities besides that legend, right?" Yi Yao said with a smile.
"I...I didn't say that." Xiaolan faltered in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, that's the fact," Yi Yao's tone was very gentle, as if she was talking to a newborn baby, "It's funny to say that Yi Nian, as the leader of the nine sects, is the only one of the nine sects who is completely
There are no factions with superpowers.”
Yi Yao's words sounded like he was mocking himself. Xiaolan looked at his calm profile and suddenly became unconvinced for him, "It's not funny."
Yi Yao looked at Xiao Lan in surprise, and showed a shallow smile again. His eyes seemed to say, "He is just a cute kid after all."
"The more you say that, the more powerful I think you are," Xiaolan said, "Uncle Yi, you must be a hidden boss."
"Really?" Yi Yao crossed her arms and pretended to be deep in thought, "Well... maybe it's really like this."
"Uncle Luo must also believe this," Xiaolan said, "That legend must be true, and now I start to believe it too."
"Lao Luo..."
Hearing Lao Luo's name, Yi Yao's mood became obviously depressed. His originally cheerful eyebrows instantly lowered and his eyes drifted away.
"I also hope the legend is true," Yi Yao murmured, "At least this way... I still have a chance to save Lao Luo."
Xiaolan patted Yi Yao's shoulder like a mature adult, "Don't blame yourself, Uncle Luo is doing very well now..."
Yi Yao immediately turned her head, stared at Xiaolan and asked, "How do you know?"
"Of course Brother Jiutian told me," Xiaolan's nonsense came out of his mouth, and he was confident and without blushing. "Brother Jiutian said that Uncle Luo would give him a dream when he was fine, telling him that he was living a good life in the underworld.
"
Yi Yao failed to manage his expression, and Xiaolan saw his speechlessness again.
"Okay... okay." Yi Yao looked at Xiaolan's innocent face, not knowing if she was pretending to be stupid or if it was true.
Not long after, the plane took off. Xiaolan looked at the sky outside the window, and her mind had drifted to Qiaomei Town in the distance. She thought that it would be difficult for her to fall asleep along the way.
However, just like every time this idea came to her, before the plane stabilized, Xiaolan had already fallen asleep leaning on Yi Yao's shoulder.
Baomu, who was sitting on the other side of Xiaolan, smiled apologetically at Yi Yao, "Xiaolan probably didn't have a good rest last night."
"It's okay," Yi Yao waved her hand quickly, "Let the child sleep for a while."
"If your arm is sore, just push Xiaolan to me..."
"It's really okay," Yi Yao adjusted her sitting position so that both of them could be more comfortable, "Xiaolan is very cute."
Baomu didn't feel sleepy anymore when he mentioned this. He closed the in-flight magazine in his hand and praised his child excitedly, "Xiaolan is indeed very cute, and she is also very powerful."
"I've heard a little bit about this..." Yi Yao tried hard to keep her body stiff while turning her head to look politely at Bao Mu, "I heard that this child has very special abilities."
"Xiaolan can open locks!" Baomu opened his eyes and said the most common of Xiaolan's abilities, "Super powerful!"
"Now I can also open locks." Qin Yin in the front row sat up a little higher and turned around to chat.
"Hurry up and pull him down," the fool pushed Qin Yin's head back. "You only know how to pick bicycle locks."
Yi Yao looked at this group of inexplicable people making an inexplicable noise. Although he didn't understand why these people were so obsessed with "unlocking ability", he still smiled gently.
It seems...a very interesting group of people indeed.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Xiaolan's sleeping face.
Very interesting kid.
The interesting child Xiaolan is sleeping.
When she saw the scene around her, she didn't react immediately. It wasn't until the memories before going to bed came back to her mind little by little that Xiaolan realized that she was actually dreaming.
Xiaolan looked around herself.
There was thick purple fog floating around, and there was no solid ground under his feet. Xiaolan seemed to have become a part of this fog, floating in this space.
Xiaolan opened her legs.
Ah...at least I can still walk.
Xiaolan walked forward. When her body passed through the thick fog, she could clearly feel the dampness and coldness left by the fog as it passed over her cheeks and arms. It was as if there was an invisible person floating beside her, putting the words in her mouth.
The cold breath blew towards me.
I had a strange dream again.
Xiaolan walked forward while thinking about the topics before going to bed.
I don’t know what the situation is like on Taoist Master’s side. I hope they have received help from reinforcements in time. When I get off the plane, I can see Taoist Master and Luo Jiutian alive and kicking...
But if something really happened to them...
Xiaolan's steps suddenly stopped, and she heard a clear cracking sound coming from her chest.
What sound?
Xiaolan lowered her head and looked at her chest in confusion.
She raised her hand and fumbled a few times in panic.
It seems that nothing has changed...but the sound just now did come from here...
Xiaolan stood there and thought for a long time, but in the end she still couldn't figure out the result. She tilted her head and continued to walk forward muttering.
As she walked, she began to have random thoughts again.
What if... Taoist Priest and the others were not killed, but captured? What should we do?
What if those people want to change themselves as Taoist priests?
Eh? Why yourself?
Xiaolan pouted and shook her head.
It's so strange why I think of these messy things.
The Taoist Master would never leave such an opportunity to those bad people. If the Taoist Master knew that they were going to trade him for him, he would definitely...
Xiaolan paused again.
Chika!
That small voice came from the chest again.
here we go again!
Xiaolan lowered her head in shock. She hesitated for a while, then unzipped her coat, grabbed the collar of her sweatshirt, and tried to pull her collar down.
Her movements were delayed for half a second.
Xiaolan raised her head and looked around.
Is there no one around here?
There was no sound, no figure, just drifting mist.
What's wrong with you?
Xiaolan gritted her teeth, pulled off her collar, and looked at her chest.
Suddenly, Xiaolan's eyes widened and she took a breath of air.
Crack.
His body became as smooth as white porcelain, and two cracks ran across his chest and crossed together.