A weak and familiar voice sounded in the room. Xiuhe put his knife back into the sheath, and then took a few steps back to protect the man.

Zhang Lan turned her head and looked around the bed, Chen Lan was leaning against it.

A red dress was hanging down to the edge of the bed, with her hands folded on her abdomen, leaning against the head of the bed, her long hair was scattered, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the room and a pungent bloody smell.

This witch had no cover at all.

It seemed that a long knife was scratched between her waist and abdomen, and her flesh was turned up, and the bones could be seen faintly. The injury made people stand up.

The person who hurt her must have hated her very much.

This knife was for her life.

Seeing that Chen Lan was still alive, Zhang Lan felt a little relaxed, but when he saw Chen Lan's appearance, he sneered and turned around and was about to leave, but was called by Chen Lan.

"Young Master Zhang, can't stand me like that?"

The demon Chen Lan coughed a few times, and the sound was full of pain, which was not a disguise.

Her condition is really far from the extreme.

"You know the good things you did yourself!"

Zhang Lan grabbed the folding fan and didn't even look at Chen Lan's face. He also knew that he was afraid that the beauty would suffer. He was afraid that he would see it and felt pity for Chen Lan.

But I originally thought that I was seriously injured when I saw the witch, and I felt relieved.

But when he saw this, Zhang Lan found that there was no trace of happiness in his heart.

"Yes, I'm responsible for it."

Facing Zhang Lan's cold voice, Chen Lan lowered her head and said:

"I did something wrong in Suzhou because I was obsessed with it. I did something wrong, harmed Xiuhe, innocent, and myself.

Now that I have awakened, it is too late.

But Zhang Lan..."

There was a movement behind him. Zhang Lan looked back and saw that the seriously injured witch, with Xiuhe's support, gritted her teeth and stood up, leaned over and apologized to Zhang Lan, and bowed to the end.

The injury was in the abdomen, and such actions would inevitably cause her to feel colic like Lingchi.

Blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

Chen Lan's pain made her voice change tone and even more hoarse, just like an old woman speaking.

She said:

"Zhang Lan, you have a deep affection for me, but I betray you. I dare not ask you for forgiveness. I just hope that you will not hold a grudge in your heart.

I hope you know that I really knew I was wrong.”

"Don't talk anymore! Do you really want to die?"

The figure flashed, Zhang Lan rushed to Chen Lan, helped her up, put her into the bed, and then pointed a few acupoints at her wound, injecting true energy so that the blood no longer overflowed.

He looked at Chen Lan, whose lips were bloodless, and his pretty face turned as white as paper. He really looked like a seriously ill person.

But there was a trace of abnormal silence for those eyes.

Zhang Lan also walked through Miaojiang and met Mrs. Tongtang. Knowing the methods of the Gu masters, he frowned and stretched out his hand to cover Shen Lan's left chest without any lewdness.

He felt Chen Lan's heart beating, and after a few breaths, he withdrew his finger and said:

"Madam has planted a Gu for you? I said why did you suddenly change your mind and nature like a different person? Is it because of the Qingxin Gu? "

"Madam is to save me."

Chen Lan's eyes were concerned in Zhang Lan's eyes, and her heart suddenly felt relieved. The two seemed to have returned to the Yanyu Tower in Suzhou, but the beauty was no longer charming, and the young master was more steady.

Things change.

"The Qingxin Gu in this heart orifice presses the poison of the dragon finger and does not spread. If there is no wife's help, the poison may have dissipated all over the body, making me turn into a poisonous monster that is immortal.

I have been committed to revenge, but I have ruined others and myself.”

She stretched out her hand and placed it on Zhang Lan's hand. Zhang Lan felt that the witch's hand was as cold as snow, so she lowered her head to remove Chen Lan's black gauze gloves.

The pair of slender fingers playing the piano and playing music are now covered with black spots, just like dead fingers, stiff and evil, and the smell of poisonous substances.

"You..."

Zhang Lan touched the useless hands, he looked at the witch, and he said:

"I also heard Chen Qiu say that in order to avenge Xiuhe, you learned a very evil martial arts. Why do you have to?"

"I don't know either."

Chen Lan showed a lonely smile on her pale face. She closed her eyes and said:

"I don't know what I thought that day, why I have to go to this point.

Now that I am empty and think about all the past, I really feel that I have a serious sin and should have died long ago. Unfortunately, God does not allow me to die.

I have to experience the sufferings of the world and sink into the sea of ​​suffering, and I will not be liberated."

She raised the hand that could scare the child, put it in front of her, smiled bitterly, and said:

"I thought at the beginning that if I apologize to Mr. Zhang, I must play a song to relieve your anger.

Unfortunately, I am afraid that my hands will never be able to play the piano again. Zhang Lan, don’t be angry, okay?”

Chen Lan squeezed tears out from the corner of her eyes. She glanced at Xiuhe and Zhang Lan again. She said:

"Xiuhe is dead, I'm useless to play myself. You are still fine. We can't go back to Suzhou for a while. It's all my fault. Don't be angry, can you forgive me?

I have no friends anymore, you are the only one left. Don’t be angry, okay?”

When you are seriously injured, your mind is the most fragile.

The fight against Qu Xie tonight made Chen Lan's last obsession dissipate. Seeing Zhang Lan in front of her, she could no longer hold back the pain.

Regardless of the serious injuries on her body, she hugged Zhang Lan's arm, gave up all her face, and begged for her hard work.

"You can no longer play the piano, and I will no longer draw that beauty picture. You and I have changed too much."

Zhang Lan let out a long sigh.

Women, they are all the same thing when they go back and forth, crying, making a fuss and hanging themselves.

But he just felt soft and couldn't see these things.

Seeing that his mother was weak since childhood, she passed away to give birth to herself, which made Zhang Lan have a desire to protect women. At this time, seeing Chen Lan so desolate, the hatred in her heart also dissipated like the wind.

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Chen Lan who was crying and collapsed, just like comforting a child, he whispered:

"But I'm not angry anymore. Lan'er is more behaved. I'll take you to see the Medicine King to treat your injuries. Lan'er is more behaved, don't cry.

I'm not angry anymore. Really, when your injury is healed, we will go back to Suzhou again.
Chapter completed!