Chapter 719: Long Time No See, Shunhua [1 Update]

Although the news of the appearance of the Liuyun Fan has not been officially announced, the news spread quickly because of the sudden theft.

Archaeologists can only infer that the Liuyun Fan belongs to the King of Xiaoyao Yan Shunhua, and the Fu Guang poem on the fan has raised the cultural value of this fan to the highest level.

They also inferred from the existing historical materials that Yan Shunhua must have asked Princess Yongning for a poem from Fu Guang.

Therefore, the Liuyun Fan is also evidence of the deep friendship between Princess Yongning and Fu Guang.

But others who know some inside information will not think so.

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For people like the masked old woman, the Liuyun Fan is a great tool for increasing their cultivation.

Therefore, Ye Wanlan needs to send the Liuyun Fan back to Shenzhou as soon as possible to eliminate these external disasters.

The masked old woman came so quickly, she must have been lurking in the dark the moment she entered the Si family.

"What a clever little girl." The masked old woman's expression turned cold, "I know you have some skills, but I am more than two generations older than you. Even if you don't want to hand it over today, you have to hand it over!"

"More than two generations?" Ye Wanlan smiled, "I didn't see it, because you are already living like a beast."

These two short sentences directly aroused the anger of the masked old woman to the maximum.

Her figure was hunched, but her movements were very neat. She raised a palm and attacked Ye Wanlan directly.

"Boom!"

Ye Wanlan instantly lowered her body, and the sharp palm wind swept from above, only a millimeter away from her body.

This palm also allowed Ye Wanlan to judge the strength of the masked old woman.

She angered the masked old woman in order to test the other party's true cultivation.

At the same time, she also determined the other party's origin.

Ye Wanlan looked sideways at the fallen wall: "Traitor of the Supernatural Agency."

Employees of the Supernatural Agency deal with spirits from all over the world all year round and are responsible for handling various supernatural events.

They are not practicing Shenzhou Taoism, but they are also affiliated with the art of spiritualism.

"Oh?" The masked old woman was a little surprised, "At such a young age, you are not only skilled, but also knowledgeable. Then you should also understand that you have no power to fight against me."

Ye Wanlan did not speak, but slowly drew a sword from his back.

"Cold weapons?" The masked old woman smiled, "Only you Shenzhou people who are self-contained can use swords. Today, I will teach you the rules of the new world!"

She whistled, and the power of spiritualism rose up, rushing towards Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan's eyebrows did not move, and he did not attack, but only used the sword to block.

After just a few rounds, the masked old woman forced Ye Wanlan into a deserted forest.

From beginning to end, Ye Wanlan did not use any attack.

It was at this moment that the masked old woman finally realized that something was wrong.

Although she had been moving forward and Ye Wanlan had been forced back during the fight, she was completely controlled by the little girl from the beginning.

Whether attacking or retreating, it was all within Ye Wanlan's calculations!

Although even at this time, the masked old woman still did not think that Ye Wanlan's ability could beat her.

But there must be something wrong with the abnormal situation. If the other party has any cards that she doesn't know, she will definitely suffer huge losses.

The masked old woman didn't think about it, she just put her fist away and turned away.

Even if she couldn't get the Liuyun fan today, the little girl couldn't keep holding the Liuyun fan, and there were more people waiting to hunt her down.

When others were fighting and bleeding, she would come out to be the final winner.

However, everything was too late.

Something entangled the masked old woman's feet, fixing her in place, making it impossible for her to retreat or advance.

"Quick reaction." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "You are worthy of being two generations older than me."

Although she was retreating, she was actually setting up a battle formation.

The masked old woman looked at the golden light that strangled her legs in disbelief, and lost her voice: "You know magic?!"

Since you know magic, why do you take out cold weapons?

In a flash, the masked old woman suddenly realized everything: "You are pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!"

"Pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?" The sword in Ye Wanlan's hand was already against her throat, smiling, "At this time, you still think you are a tiger. In the past two generations, you have only increased your self-confidence?"

"You--" The masked old woman just opened her mouth and uttered a word, and then she couldn't make a sound at all.

Ye Wanlan waved the sword with an indifferent expression, and the action was very crisp and neat, killing with one blow.

Facing the enemy, she never gave them time to fight back.

If you give it one more second, you will be in danger.

But suddenly!

"Shua-Bang!"

There was a cracking sound in her ears, and Ye Wanlan was unable to dodge, and was actually pushed back more than ten meters by the force that came with the wind.

She inserted the Shadow Sword into the ground, which offset the strong impact.

Ye Wanlan's breathing was rapid, and her breath was quite disordered.

"Hehe..." A smiling voice sounded slowly, "It's really a wonderful lion fighting a rabbit, but there is an old saying in your Shenzhou, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

The second person appeared.

This is a young man, holding a spiritual instrument in his hand, a crystal-like sphere with a deep purple glow on it.

But Ye Wanlan knew that judging the real age by appearance was the most unreliable thing.

Especially for people with spiritual abilities, they have ways to keep their youth.

The young man took two steps forward, raised his hand again, and his fingers went directly through the girl's left shoulder.

"Chi——"

It was the sound of flesh being torn apart, and blood flowed like a spring, but Ye Wanlan didn't even groan.

The young man frowned.

He had no intention of killing Ye Wanlan, he just wanted to take away the Liuyun fan.

But such a hard bone, if he didn't kill him today, I'm afraid there would be endless troubles.

Thinking of this, a strong murderous intent appeared in the young man's eyes.

At this moment, Ye Wanlan suddenly laughed: "How do you know that I am not a yellow bird, but a cicada?"

"You are a yellow bird?" The young man seemed to have heard something funny, "Then tell me, how do you become this yellow bird?"

He waited until the battle between Ye Wanlan and the masked old woman ended before appearing, in order to gain the benefits of being a fisherman.

Facts have proved that his decision was also correct.

The masked old woman was dead, and the Shenzhou girl was seriously injured and had no ability to resist him. .

He only needed to move his fingers to end her life!

Ye Wanlan seemed to feel no pain in her body at all, and her expression was calm.

The blood flowed faster with her breathing.

The Liuyun fan was already stained with Yan Shunhua's blood, and the golden silk that made up the fan was stained with a hint of scarlet.

And now, Ye Wanlan's blood fell drop by drop on the fan, and even the soft iron was soaked with a layer of blood.

It was bright red and shocking.

Suddenly, the young man's expression changed!

It was not because of Ye Wanlan's calmness, but because he felt a great power coming!

"Buzz--"

The space was shaking, and the eardrums were trembling.

At this moment, the white Liuyun fan was completely stained with blood.

The fan had turned red, but the poem written by Fu Guang was not covered at all, but became clearer.

The young man could not judge where this great power came from, but he also realized that he had to fight quickly. He shouted angrily: "I don't care what tricks you used, die here!"

His right hand was pulled out from Ye Wanlan's left shoulder, and this time he went straight to her heart.

Soon he could...

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the young man's wrist bone was actually caught, and his hand was only an inch away from Ye Wanlan's left chest.

But the huge force imprisoned him, making him unable to move forward at all.

What on earth is going on? !

Ye Wanlan exhaled slowly and raised his head.

Long time no see.

Shunhua. (End of this chapter)