Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

With the help of Minin, the fire that was about to spread to the roof was completely extinguished.Mining had nothing to do with Lan Liang, and looked at him helplessly: "If you are not familiar with it, don't do it in practice. Playing with fire in the house is very dangerous."

Lan Liang turned his head to look at him, and argued, "I didn't play with fire, I didn't even know that magic energy was kindling, otherwise I wouldn't be in the house."

"Fortunately, you helped me kill it, thank you."

Seeing Lan Liang's serious expression, Mining couldn't say anything too much, so he just nodded: "It's okay."

Lan Liang sat on the bed and twisted his feet, then bent down to break them off: "It's so boring."

"Read when you're bored." Mining glanced at him from the corner of his eye, paused, narrowed his eyes, his body is so soft?

"No." Lan Liang refused without even thinking about it. He seemed to think of something, and sat up: "Where's my rabbit?"

Mining paused his hand flipping the book, and lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes: "Let's be in the grass behind."

"Oh." Lan Liang thought for a moment, got out of bed and put on his shoes: "No, I still have to go and have a look. What if I fall?"

Mining grabbed his collar: "There is an enchantment, so I can't run or fall out."

Lan Liang: "?"

He looked at the place where Mining had been just now, and at Mining who was grabbing his collar. The distance between them was at least fifteen feet. How did Mining manage to come here in an instant?

"Can you teleport?" Lan Liang's eyes brightened.

Mining knew what he was thinking just by looking at this look: "The teacher can teach, but you have to mark the attention in the book in advance before he is willing to teach."

"Can't you teach me?" Lan Liang asked him expectantly, and winked at him.

"No, my skills are not as good as the teacher's."

Lan Liang was stunned all of a sudden: "Oh."

Then he lay back on the bed again, bored, and finally fell asleep with a book on his pillow.

Mining glanced at him, shook his head helplessly, closed the book and covered him with a quilt, gently took away the book on his pillow and replaced it with a soft pillow.

The suddenness of this rain was the first rain since autumn.

Lan Liang, who was sleeping, heard the sound of rain, got up in a daze, and looked around blankly: "Is my rabbit back?"

"I'm back." Ning Ning patted him on the back: "Are you still sleeping?"

Lan Liang looked at him slowly, then shook his head and curled his lips slightly: "The leg hurts so much, the bones inside hurt."

The rain outside was getting heavier, and Ning Ning warmed his knees with warm palms, but the effect was minimal.Lan Liang curled up in pain, waving his hand not to let him touch it.Ning Ning frowned worriedly. After so many years, why does it still hurt when it rains?He sighed softly and left the room.

A few images flashed through Lan Liang's mind, and Lan Liang fell into darkness. He saw himself in that dark space, and that self was completely different from the present.It was the self he didn't know.

"Lan Liang" had no expression on his face, no emotion in his eyes, even dark with a hint of gloom, he just stood there, holding a bloody sword in his hand, what kind of innocent expression caught his eye? There was nothing left on the face.

Suddenly, "Lan Liang"'s eyes trembled slightly, and he met his gaze. He gently pulled the corner of his lips, and said a word silently.

Lan Liang's pupils trembled suddenly and then enlarged. He could see his own face reflected in the pupils of "Lan Liang", with a look of horror.

Although there was no sound in what he said, it was especially clear.

He said: You finally killed someone, so relieved.

Lan Liang woke up from the nightmare, sat up suddenly, seemed to think of something in a blink of an eye, but didn't seem to remember anything.

Ning Ning just came back from the outside, and also hugged two heaters, one was stuffed into Lan Liang's hands to keep him warm, and the other was used to warm his hands, and then he put his hands on Lan Liang's legs to keep him warm. Not too hot and not too cold.

"Ningning." Lan Liang's voice trembled.

Ning Ning immediately noticed something was wrong, stopped and looked at him: "What's the matter? Are you still uncomfortable?"

"No." Lan Liang shook his head, the horror on his face hadn't stopped: "I dreamed that I killed someone."

Ning Ning looked up at him, surprise flashed in his eyes.He rubbed Lan Liang's calf, and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's all fake, reality and dream are opposite."

"Is it a dream..." Lan Liang stared at him for a moment, then murmured, "Why do I feel so real?"

"It's a dream." Ning Ning continued to coax, "You read it wrong."

"That's it." Lan Liang gradually relaxed, and his calf, which had been warmed by Ning Ning, no longer hurt. He looked at the pattering rain outside, and his heart, which was beating in panic just now, gradually calmed down.

"Then I don't want to." Lan Liang had a rare opening: "I'll endorse."

"The sky is blue, and the earth is vast. If it is vague, it will be natural to get the law."

Ning Ning raised her eyebrows, why is she so interested in cultivating the way of magic?

After half an hour.

The rain stopped.

The cool autumn wind blew in from the window. Before the blue beams blew for a while, the window was closed. Ning Ning frowned: "It's getting late, the wind is cool, don't blow it."

"it is good."

Lan Liang didn't bother any more, someone stuffed a bowl of porridge in his hand, and drank it slowly.

"Senior brother!"

A loud voice broke the peace between them, and Yi Gangju said with a happy face: "I tell you good news, the person who bullied you has been driven down the mountain!"

"Immortal Youhuan still has a bit of a reputation here." Yi Gang said with a look of pity: "It would be a bit difficult to drive him out, so he was just locked up."

"That's okay." Lan Liang didn't have much impression of Immortal Youhuan, after all, he had never seen him before.

"Brother." Lan Liang changed the subject: "Where's Master?"

Yi Gang glanced at Ning Ning from the corner of his eye, then quickly retracted, "Uh, this, I didn't see it."

"what?"

There was obvious loss in his tone.

Lan Liang sighed faintly, got out of bed and walked out the door, and said to Yi Gang who followed, "Brother, take me outside Six Star Peak?"

"Not for the time being." Yi Gang wanted to pat his head, but when he saw the gloomy eyes behind him, he timidly lowered it, and touched his nose guiltily: "Now the six-star peak is not for you. Neither is very safe."

"But it's so boring here."

"It won't be boring if you go around a few more times." Yi Gangcuo didn't know what to say. It can't be said to be boring or fun here. It's a very solemn place.

Yi Gangcue has had tasks every day since he arrived here, and he left after a while, leaving only Lanliang and a rabbit behind.

He sat on a chair and played with the rabbit for a while, although he was mostly teasing the rabbit, the other party ignored him.

Suddenly a black shadow enveloped the whole room, Lan Liang raised his head and looked up, it was a bird with purple feathers all over, with slender tail.Lan Liang has seen this kind of beast in the book: "A bird?"

"Is it a spiritual pet?" Lan Liang grabbed the cloth spread on the table, "How did it get in?"

Tutu raised his head and squinted his precious red eyes, a powerful aura that only animals could feel was suppressed invisible.The bird didn't enter the barrier at all, but someone tried to break the barrier.

Feeling the oppression from other powerful beasts, the bird stopped attacking, no longer moved, but threw the person riding on it off.The man was thrown on the barrier of Liuxing Peak, then bounced away, and finally managed to save his life by flying with the sword.

The enchantment under attack did not move at all, Lan Liang ate snacks while watching the bird attack the enchantment.

"The owner of this bird is so stupid." Lan Liang commented, not knowing that he was in danger.

Taking advantage of Lan Liang not paying attention, the rabbit quietly slipped away from the corner.

Yin Ning straightened his clothes and combed his hair. After finishing everything, he was startled, what was he doing?Shaking his head, he went to the door and pushed it open: "Zi Que."

Lan Liang: "!"

He rushed in front of Yin Ning, hugged her waist, and buried his face in Yin Ning's arms: "Master, where have you been?"

"I went out to do some errands." Yin Ning stretched out his arms to embrace him, was stunned for a moment, then patted his head instead: "How are you doing here?"

"It's okay, so-so. It's too boring here." Lan Liang said and paused: "Master, can you stay with me?"

Yin Ning originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Lan Liang's expectant eyes, he swallowed back the words: "Half a month."

Even though it was only half a month, Lan Liang was very happy. He curled the corners of his lips, and his eyes shone with starlight.

Yin Ning tilted his head and coughed uncomfortably.

In the days that followed, wherever Lan Liang went, Yin Ning couldn't drive him away, so Yin Ning had no choice but to compromise.

No matter how far apart the two are at night, there will always be a soft body slipping into Yin Ning's arms. Yin Ning stiffens her body and restrains herself to avoid touching him.

Lan Liang nestled in his arms and looked at Yin Ning, and arched forward again, feeling that it was almost done, he began to grab the clothes on Yin Ning's chest, and gradually became more sleepy: "Master, it's time to sleep, good night."

Yin Ning: "..."

He was so distracted by Lan Liang that he couldn't sleep at all, but this little thing made him angry, and was held tightly by Lan Liang, so he couldn't even try to put out the fire.

The next day.

Lan Liang got up refreshed, and looked at Yin Ning, whose eyes were bluish-black: "Master, what did you do last night?"

Yin Ning glanced at him slightly, without speaking, lifted the quilt and walked out of the room.Looking at his back, Lan Liang always felt that his walking posture was not right. The master always held his head high and his chest high, so why was he hunched over in the morning?

Does he have a stomachache?

He didn't wear the blue beam shoes anymore, and ran to the outer room to look at Yin Ning who was resting on the chair: "Master?"

Yin Ning opened his eyelids and glanced at him, then closed them.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Lan Liang boldly walked over and put his hand on his lower abdomen: "Shall I rub it for you?"

Yin Ning froze suddenly.