"You go and talk to Ai Dacha yourself."

Chen Qiu waved his hand and said:

"He is already the chief craftsman of our Wangchuan Sect. Maybe when he gets idle and his hands are itchy, he can make more such strange things.

However, it’s been three or four months since we left, Zhang Lan, how are you doing?”

"Swish"

The young master Xihua chuckled, swung his fingers proudly, and the spreading black fan turned around from his wrist, and was then held in the palm of his hand.

Swing left and right twice.

The faint black air wrapped around the black fan and enveloped Zhang Lan's body, just like a cloud.

On that fan, the painting has been completed, and only a few highlights of the night and the sky is left, like a snake and scorpion woman wearing a charming black dress, extremely gloomy.

This slutty young man Zhang Lan also added a bit of evil spirit.

"Fortunately, I'm not disgraced."

After Zhang Lanxiu finished her tricks, she closed the black fan in her hands, arched her hands, and said to Chen Qiu:

"Xiao asked Jing to use her grandfather to teach the Qingnang poison technique, and the Wanpox Demon Book has already entered the room. Next, only the water grinding time is left to match the poisonous substances of this treasure fan one by one."

He picked his eyes and said softly:

"I am not me yesterday, so I will not embarrass you."

"Okay! I'm worthy of being my brother."

Chen Qiu's words were full of pride, and he sat upright.

Said to Zhang Lan:

"Next, should you follow me and move the mountain to Qilu and bury the body of Qiu Village Master? Or should you go back to Tao Zhushan first?"

"I'll send you out of Xiaoxiang."

Zhang Lan did not hesitate either. He jumped onto the carriage, tied the reins of his horse to the side of the carriage, letting it move with the carriage, and said to Chen Qiu:

"You don't know that after you did that in Xiaoxiang, the people here are excited. Those with names and no names are all about to kill evil spirits.

Without the help of my young master, you may not be able to withstand it."

Speaking of this, he smiled.

This is obviously a joke.

In this Xiaoxiang land, as long as Chun Yangzi doesn't take action, it is basically impossible for others to stay Chen Qiu.

"After passing Dongting Lake, I took the water route back to Jiangnan. I heard that Chen Lan rebuilt the Yanyu Tower in Suzhou. I want to take Xuanyu to Suzhou for a walk, and by the way, see if Chen Lan needs help."

Zhang Lan said and glanced into the wide carriage.

There was a coffin in the car, and the cold air was scattered.

There must be the remains of Qiu Buping.

After a few years.

This Qilu hero was finally able to return home to be buried under his son's escort, and Ye Luo returned to his roots.

"Don't hurry back to Jiangnan."

The Black King, the war horse of the organ, dragged the carriage and moved forward with the sound of the continuous spurting of steam and gas columns. Chen Qiu took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Lan.

"I went to Sichuan and Shu for me and handed the letter to Wujiu Juzi. There is a crested eagle nest in Mocheng. I'm not relieved to send Jinghong over there.

No matter how fierce it is, it is just a young eagle.

Besides, it is important to show some sincerity.”

"good."

Zhang Lan took the letter and said in a joking tone:

"Are there any instructions for the villain to do it? Master of the Sect."

"have."

Chen Qiu glanced at him and said:

"After returning to Suzhou, Chen Lan used some people to find the dark and dark traveling around the world. This matter is about secrets. It's okay to be slower, don't disturb others.

It is important, you are responsible for it yourself.

Moving mountains and I may have to stay in Qilu for a while. After the work is over, we will meet in Taozhushan."

"What are you going to do there?"

Zhang Lan asked:

"The place is quite chaotic now, and the two dynasties in the north and south are confronting each other."

"The war is approaching, and you have to prepare what you should do earlier."

Chen Qiu looked at the mountain road ahead and said:

"Cannon fodder is cannon fodder, and friends are friends, so we have to distinguish it clearly. I want to communicate with the 'friends' and ask people to go to the battlefield with us. We must send some weapons and armor, right?

Chen has prepared all the swords and guns of the evil, the armor of the soul, for them.
Chapter completed!