Lan Ling'er was cold and said, "Isn't it?"

The person sitting on the chair behind her nodded and said, "Forget it! You master and disciple are all in mind, and you dislike me everywhere. Now you have been pulled back to Nanyue by you, but you are hiding me every day. You can feel whatever you like, how can I argue?"

"Uncle Master is complaining that life is not easy now? I think it's because Uncle Master has lived too peacefully and casually in the past ten years." Lan Ling'er snorted coldly.

"That's right." The people behind me were actually about the same age as Lan Ling'er and Lan Su'er, and they were only in their twenties, but this generation was older. Although Lan Ling'er or Lan Su'er, the uncle who was one by one did not contain much true feelings, she took it for granted. "I only have these days in this life and have been living a frustrated life in this branch of the Sala Cult."

She is indeed the uncle of these two people, Lan Ruohua's junior sister, and the only junior sister.

Back then, the Sala Sect was far less than the current atmosphere, and the dispute between the leader was extremely fierce. Lan Ruohua was unwilling to accept the status quo and was very ambitious. He wanted to become the leader and lead the Sala Sect to achieve hegemony and be proud of the southwest.

However, their master did not accept only two disciples like Lan Ruohua now. Instead, there were many disciples and many outstanding ones. When they wanted to confirm their successor, there would naturally be a fight.

The leader of the sect now is Lan Ruohua, so it is naturally because she is the winner.

However, this victory was hard to come by and used all kinds of means, which was truly a bloody storm that could not be looked back on.

Even though she was still young back then, she had heard her master tell her countless times when she came to old age. Those were her bedtime stories when she was young, so she could not be more clear.

There were so many sisters, but in the end, only Lan Ruohua and her were left. Moreover, she was taken over as a closed disciple after those things.

Therefore, she became as big as the disciples she received by Lan Ruohua, who was her senior sister. Because of those past events, the master was deeply in love with Lan Ruohua, and when he was still in Mingyu Mountain, he only took her to retreat in the back mountain for many years and never got involved with the head of the Sala Sect in the front mountain. However, Lan Ruohua would occasionally go into the back mountain alone to pay homage to his master, and would talk to her, who was still a little girl at the time, and give some advice to her martial arts and witchcraft.

It was also at that time that Lan Ruohua realized that she liked to feed fish and told the fish about her concerns.

After all, there is only her master in her life. A little girl always has a partner to talk to, but she doesn’t feel lonely. At that time, the back mountain was her world, the master was her closest person, and the flowers, birds, insects and fish in the mountains were her playmates. It was not until the master passed away...that everything changed.

Thinking of this, she looked slightly depressed. Thinking of it, don’t forget the name given to you by Master, which is what makes you look down on everything, but your heart is always good?

In a moment, she had already calmed down and raised her eyes to see Lan Ling'er frowning at her. She raised her eyebrows wildly and said, "What? You can't tell me about your life? I don't believe that you don't think about Daming. Even if you don't want Daming, you have to think about someone from Daming, right?"

Lan Ling'er's eyes drooped, "Uncle Master is pretending to be stupid. Don't you know that the person I think is no longer in Daming? Uncle Master feels that since everyone has come to Nanyue, I simply snatched him and let him accompany me to live in Nanyue for a lifetime. Is this good?" Lan Ling'er raised her lips slightly and smiled charmingly.

The direct line of the Sala sect practices the upper level of the witchcraft, which is inherited from the high priest lineage. Perhaps because the practice of the witchcraft and the mental method are different from that of the general Sala disciples, they are all charming and can attract the soul as long as they think about it.

Later, Lan Ruohua discovered that in order to help Long Nimojiu conquer the Central Plains, he established the Twelve Mingyue Towers, which specially recruited talented girls in the church and gave them all their money.

These girls are good at witchcraft and are naturally charming. They are beautiful things that men want to take for themselves. If they confuse others, they can use them.

However, after only a few years of practice in the Twelve Mingyue Tower, it is naturally not as good as Lan Ling'er's practice since childhood, and every frown and smile can be charming. Lan Ling'er is cold-hearted, a bit like Lan Ruohua, and she doesn't laugh much on weekdays. In addition, she has been dormant for many years, and those charming colors have long been restrained and used to it. It is not as good as Lan Su'er's smile at all times. It is rare to laugh like this, which makes people confused.

It’s a pity that she is a woman and will not be moved by her beauty.

"Even if you want to keep someone, you have to keep him from dying, right? I'm afraid your master can't tolerate him, let alone, he was also infected with a poisonous poison. The poison looks extraordinary. Even if there is a monthly antidote, aren't you afraid of having a good life? You're still thinking about your life, and you're crazy!"

Lan Ling'er's junior uncle snorted, full of mockery. Naturally, she also has the surname Lan. Her figure is not as strong as Lan Ruohua's three strong and slender figures, which confuses people's hearts and souls, but a little plump. Her charm just smiles are even more confusing than Lan Ling'er. It's a pity that the two of them are fighting each other, but no one can reward them.

Lan Ling'er was choked, and her expression changed a few times. In the end, she was naturally very ugly. She thought she was going to get angry, but even though she was a master uncle, she was not afraid.

Unexpectedly, after Lan Ling'er's expression changed a few times, she actually refused to let go. She just pursed the corners of her lips and stood up. Instead, the one who was the uncle was very surprised and looked at her frequently.

Lan Ling'er seemed to be missing, took a step and walked out. Although she had not gotten angry, she obviously didn't want to stay with her uncle who was not very interested in talking.

As she was about to reach the door, her steps were in a hurry. She seemed to hesitate for a moment and struggled for a while. Finally, she clenched her fists and turned around with two points of aura of burning the boat. She was afraid that in order not to regret it, she immediately asked without pause, "Don't you know what kind of Gu it is? Is it only my master who knows how to solve it?"

When the uncle's mouth curled, he smiled with interest and pride. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to have said everything in that smile.

Lan Ling'er frowned and said nothing. She asked her questions. What else can she make a quibble?

Fortunately, this time when I became my uncle, I was a rare kind-hearted moment. I didn’t mock it anymore. Instead, I stretched my sleeves and stood up, frowned and thought for a while before answering, “You ask this to make things difficult for you, my uncle. I have been in Daming for many years, and I won’t say anything else, what kind of Gu, poison, let alone the new ones you made by your master, I have almost forgotten what I learned before.”
Chapter completed!