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Chapter 572

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On the evening of the 28th of March:

In the Xing Yi Sect in the Great Yan Mountain:

A small, fist-sized, green-feathered bird flew into the Xing Yi Sect from the southwest like a sharp arrow. It flew into a mansion that the bird was used to living in. A disciple of the Xing Yi Sect immediately ran to the bird and took out a secret letter sealed in a bamboo tube from the bird's leg.

There were three golden sword marks on the bamboo tube.

"A secret letter with three swords?" The disciple was startled. This was the highest level secret letter in the Xing Yi Sect. Normally, secret letters would be read by the subordinates of Elder Zong Lu. However, the highest level secret letter would be delivered directly to Elder Zong Lu.

"I have to report this to the Elder immediately."

The young disciple immediately flew towards Zong Lu's location.



After a while, in the East Flower Garden:

Teng Qingshan was studying a fist art in an open space. Because he was concerned about his daughter, Teng Qingshan couldn't cultivate in seclusion for a month.

"Sovereign, Sovereign." Elder Zong Lu's voice came from outside.

"Whew."

Teng Qingshan stopped and exhaled slowly.

"Uncle Zong, what's so urgent?" Teng Qingshan smiled and turned his head. He saw Elder Zong Lu's face was full of anxiety. Elder Zong Lu handed over the secret letter and said, "Sovereign, something bad has happened! This is a secret letter that was just sent from Yong 'an County. The secret letter says that Linlin … Linlin left Yong 'an County. "

"What?" Teng Qingshan was startled.

"Why did Linlin leave Yong 'an County?" Teng Qingshan immediately took the secret letter from Elder Zong Lu and read it carefully.

Elder Zong Lu didn't say anything.

Reading the secret letter, Teng Qingshan's face darkened.

"She left Yong 'an County with Fan Anran and his father, Fan Wutong? I think they are going to pay their respects to Fan Anran's deceased mother? " Teng Qingshan was very angry. This matter seemed to be reasonable, but … … Teng Qingshan had already given his daughter and son an order in the past. For now, he was only allowed to stay in the Great Yan Mountain and Yong 'an County.

They were not allowed to go out easily. If they really wanted to go somewhere else, they had to get permission from Teng Qingshan!

All along, his daughter and son had been doing a good job.

But … his daughter had gone out with Fan Anran without informing him at all.

Teng Qingshan understood that his daughter was obviously angry with him. At the same time, it also showed that his daughter really trusted this young man called Fan Anran.

"My daughter doesn't have any of the astuteness she used to have." Teng Qingshan shook his head.

"Sect Master, Linlin went out like this. I'm worried that the faction that is plotting against the Xing Yi Sect … will take action. "Elder Zong Lu said anxiously." We can't be careless when it comes to Linlin's life. If we're really captured by that force, it'll be troublesome. "

"Don't worry."

A cold glint flashed across Teng Qingshan's eyes. "If that force really shows itself, it's a good thing! This time, I've already asked Little Blue to follow Linlin and protect her. If Linlin is really in danger, we might be able to use this opportunity to find out who's behind this! Hmph. How dare they plot against me again and again. "

"If they still want to touch my daughter …"

"I'll definitely eradicate them!" Teng Qingshan hated enemies who threatened the lives of his loved ones the most.

"Just wait and see."

"If they're really here to pay their respects to Fan Anran's mother, then forget it. If there's a conspiracy behind this … I want to see who's behind this. " A cold glint flashed across Teng Qingshan's eyes. He couldn't help but exert force in his right hand. The secret letter in his hand immediately turned into dust.

*****

On the evening of the 30th of March:

"Jia! Jia!" "Jia!"

On the official road in Yanzhou, three fine horses were galloping. Wherever they passed, they kicked up a cloud of dust.

"Linlin, it's getting late, and we're in the middle of nowhere. I think we should find somewhere nearby and spend the night." Fan Anran carried a long spear on his back as he rode his horse alongside Honglin.

"Okay."

Honglin looked at the sky. The sun had already set. The sky was dark. It was obvious that it was getting dark. "Anran, how about this. We'll rest for the night on the barren land by the road ahead. "

"Okay." Fan Anran smiled and nodded. He turned around to look at Fan Wutong, who was riding behind him. He shouted, "Father, let's rest here."

"Okay."

The disheveled old man responded. With the sound of horses neighing, the three fine horses stopped on the barren land not far away. First, the three fine horses were tied to a big tree at the side.

"Sigh." Old man Fan Wutong swung his arms and shook his head. "I'm getting old. I didn't expect that on the third day of the journey, my whole body would be sore from the bumpy road. When I was a mounted bandit, I rode on a horse every day. I'm getting old. My body is getting worse. "As he spoke, Fan Wutong casually sat on a patch of weeds.

"Linlin, Father, eat something."

Fan Anran opened the package and placed it on the barren land. There was a lot of food in the package.

"Linlin, we'll make do for tonight," Fan Anran said with a smile.

"It's okay. If there's a chance later, we might be able to hunt some pheasants." Honglin looked around and rolled her eyes, appearing very mischievous.

Fan Anran looked around and said, "This is the wilderness. It's really hard to find pheasants." As he spoke, he took two bites of the flatbread. Then, he took out a water bottle from his waist and handed it to Honglin. He said with a smile, "Linlin … come, drink some water. We've been on the road for such a long time and haven't drunk any water. Is your throat dry? "

"Yes, it's dry." Honglin coughed on purpose. Fan Anran couldn't help but chuckle.

"You guys chat. I'll go to the side."

Old man Fan Wutong blinked his eyes and walked to the side.

Honglin and Fan Anran looked at each other and grinned. Honglin immediately grabbed the water bottle, raised her head, and drank.

"Glug glug ~ ~" Fan Anran was slightly dazed as he stared at her white neck. The sound of Honglin drinking water was so clear in his ears.

"Sigh …" Fan Anran let out a long sigh.

"Anran, why are you sighing? You look like an old man. "Honglin put down the water bottle, wiped the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile.

"It's nothing. I just feel a little uncomfortable." Fan Anran took the water bottle and looked down at it. Then, he looked at Honglin again. His gaze was very special. Sometimes, it was sad, sometimes it was loving, and sometimes it was resentful.

Honglin was startled. "Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary."

"Eh?"

Honglin's expression suddenly changed, and she frowned.

"Anran," Honglin said to Fan Anran anxiously. "Don't drink the water. There's something wrong with the water in this bottle. It's poisonous!" As she spoke, Honglin's face turned slightly pale.

"It's poisonous."

Fan Anran said indifferently. He lowered his head and looked at the kettle in his hand. Then, he shook his head and smiled. He threw the kettle in an arc and it fell on the ground. Gurgle ~ ~ ~ The water in the kettle flowed out continuously.

"This poison is called Bone Softening Powder. You won't die after drinking it. However, your limbs will be weak, and you won't be able to use your inner strength. I'm afraid you won't even be able to defeat a child. " Fan Anran stood up, and the disheveled old man, Fan Wutong, also stood up. The disheveled old man, who had seemed muddle-headed, suddenly became spirited.

He became much more valiant.

"Bone Softening Powder?"

Honglin stared fixedly at Fan Anran. He didn't look handsome, and he was just a simple young man with delicate features. Even a fool would understand what was going on at this moment.

"Anran, Anran … Why, why …" Honglin still couldn't believe it.

"This silly girl." Fan Wutong, who was at the side, looked down at Honglin and sneered. "Teng Honglin, if you want to blame someone, blame your father."

"Blame my father?"

Honglin shook her head and continued to stare at Fan Anran. "Anran, tell me. Tell me. Why? Why did you do this? Everything you told me in the past was fake? " At this moment, although her entire body was weak, Honglin was like an angry lion. She glared at the only man she had ever loved.

"Teng Honglin."

Fan Anran looked at her and shook his head with a smile. "I don't hate you, but I don't like you either. I really can't feel a shred of love for the daughter of an enemy who destroyed my family. "

Teng Honglin's heart turned cold.

The daughter of my enemy?

Can't feel any love for him? Even though she knew it was Fan Anran who poisoned her, Teng Honglin still couldn't believe it. Everything that happened in the past year was just an act.

"I have to admit that Teng Qingshan is Teng Qingshan. He's a great figure in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. I think … I've done enough. Even my adoptive father couldn't see any flaws in it. However, Teng Qingshan could. " Fan Anran smiled faintly. "Unfortunately, no matter how wise a person is, his daughter isn't necessarily smart."

"Foster father, inform them," Fan Anran said.

Fan Wutong nodded and quickly took out a whistling arrow from his bag.

"Chichi ~ ~"

After it was ignited.

"Xiu!"

The whistling arrow flew through the air, emitting an ear-piercing sound.

"Anran, Anran, you … how could you …" Honglin couldn't believe it. "You are a disciple of the Gui Yuan Sect. How could you …" She couldn't believe that a young man who had lived in the Gui Yuan Sect since he was young was actually fake.

"Fifteen years."

"Foster father and I pretended to be in Yong 'an County for fifteen years. No … to be more accurate, foster father pretended to be me for fifteen years. I pretended to be me for ten years. Ten years ago, after I found out the truth, I, Fan Anran, knew what I should do. " I, Fan Anran, know what I should do. "Fan Anran's gaze was sharp. When he first joined the Gui Yuan Sect, he did not pretend.

At that time, he didn't know his background at all.

Later, he found out.

"My foster father and I have been together for fifteen years. We waited for this day. It's enough to catch you. "The light in Fan Anran's eyes was frightening.

"No, no …"

Honglin still couldn't believe it. The man who was so sweet with her and even prepared to marry her suddenly became like this. This was a nightmare! A nightmare she didn't want to believe.

"Eh? He's here. "

Fan Anran and Fan Wutong looked at the distant official road. The sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

There are only four and a half hours left in March. Brothers, if we don't vote now, when are we going to vote? "



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