There are always times when the world will make you feel hopeless.

Whether it's good or bad.

Return to the Wudang Sect's garrison.

Zang Jian and Song Qingshu were not there, but they actually went to the formation with a group of people from the Kunlun Sect.

Two days have passed in seven days.

If you want to do it, there will be no more time...

Such an idea flashed inexplicably in his heart, and Lan Li found Cang Song.

It's similar to what Renly thought.

There are not many fools like Hidden Sword in this world.

What Lan Li could find was Cang Song, who had been there for one more day than him, naturally had some guesses.

At this moment, Cang Song was advising everyone to "preserve their lives first, and you must not be impulsive because of temporary benefits", "Don't show off. When you see the disciples of the ancient tomb, be careful of their poisons, and so on.

Lan Li heard him say a lot, and there was only one thought in the center.

All is really unreliable!

Don’t wait until you are poisoned, and people won’t give you antidote!!!

Of course, he didn't say this.

According to Lan Li's guess, Quanzhen Sect did not completely turn to Mongolia.

If not.

This situation will not happen either.

The Wudang teachers would not ask them to come...

Seeing that Cang Song and the others were on guard, Lan Li chatted with him for a few words and returned to her residence alone.

In the room.

Zixuan is fiddling with a picture book.

There are many names written on it, and she marked them in color.

Walking behind her in a small step, Renli hugged her waist.

The head rested on her shoulders:

"So still thinking?"

"Well, I'm very smart. If you don't believe me, please see!"

While speaking, Zixuan pointed to Lan Li and pointed to a bunch of names on the book.

Lan Li glanced at her, then chuckled and kissed her.

"What are you doing..."

"My Zixuan is so smart, I'll give you a reward."

"oh."

Zixuan's neck shrank for a while, and she felt itchy.

Seeing this, Lan Li chuckled and took the brush from her.

Turn over the page again and rewrite the names on it.

[Mongolia, Southern Song, Quanzhen, Wudang, Xiangyang.]

[Wang Baobao, Wang Chongyang...]

After writing this, Lan Li hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Zhijing's name was filled in the back.

Divide the camp.

Mongolia and Southern Song dynasties were arranged on one side.

The truth is listed between the two.

Wang Chongyang was listed on the Southern Song side, while Zhao Zhijing was arranged on the Mongolian side by Lan Li.

Looking at Lan Li writing while connecting, mosquito coils seemed to appear in Zixuan's eyes.

One circle...and another circle...

"Little fool."

Seeing her look like this, Lan Li smiled and kissed her:

“What’s happening now is very obvious.

On the surface, we came to the secret realm of the ancient tomb this time to make up for the regrets of Grand Master Wang and to open up a secret realm by the way.

But in fact, this also concerns the entire real positioning issue.”

After hearing what he said, Zixuan blinked and looked at him pitifully.

"The cause of this incident is the position of Quanzhen Sect for decades, the resentment of years, and the attitude of Master Wang to be close to the Southern Song Dynasty.

And the fuse that triggered these..."

Speaking of this, Lan Li chuckled: "Of course it's what Wang Chongyang said."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's very troublesome to say, can't you think about it yourself?"

"Woo...you know they're very stupid..."
Chapter completed!