Queen Flower

Chapter 2 Master

Jiang Lan lay on the ground, unable to move.

Damn Xiaoxi, after she agreed to learn martial arts, the first mission started. Make sure she can have a good teacher, and make sure she can learn from scratch. Then, without giving a hint, he forced her to drink a bottle of a potion with a terrible taste called Immortal Water, and she didn't know anything after that.

When she woke up, the scene had changed, it was not the grassland, she was lying slantingly in the grass by the roadside.

She tried to sit up, but she couldn't move her hands and feet. She wanted to scream, but her mouth couldn't open, and only her eyes could move. It was really abominable. The only thing that could move was the eyelids and eyeballs.

Fortunately, she was lying on the ground with a slope, so that she could look around without too much difficulty. The sky was dark and dark, the air was relatively oppressive, and there was no wind at all, as if it was about to rain. The road next to it should be regarded as an official road in ancient times, because it is relatively wide, and it seems that there are still ruts.

Could it be that she is waiting for some unfortunate master to rescue her and accept apprentices by the way? She is now better than Sun Monkey who is under the Five Elements Mountain. I hope it is not Tang Seng who is here.

But what if the master didn't come and waited for the bad guy to come? Without any protective measures, Xiaoxi does not rely on ordinary ones.

Jiang Lan murmured, and was suddenly stunned. She was shocked to find out why Xiaoxi could guarantee that she would learn from scratch and see her hands and feet. Are those her hands and feet? So young, she turned into a 5 or 6-year-old doll, wearing shabby clothes that couldn't see the original color, dirty and smelly, lying on the side of the road miserably motionless.

Sure enough, it was very safe, and even a ghost would not want to look at her.

It turned out that after drinking the fairy water, the beautiful fairy became a little beggar.

Jiang Lan was bored and sleepy with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard a rush of hooves in the distance. The sound of the horse's hooves was very urgent, and it approached quickly, and then passed by her without a pause.

Before Jiang Lan could react, the sound of the horse's hooves suddenly disappeared, and then turned around and came towards him.

A warm finger ran under her nose, and she opened her eyes abruptly.

This is a very handsome face, very young, about 20 years old. It was very close, so Jiang Lan could see it clearly. The man's skin was white and delicate, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, his eyes were large, energetic but not sharp, and although the bridge of his nose was straight, he was not arrogant at all. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a faint smile.

This is a very master's face, and it is a standard master dressed in white. It is said that most of the masters of a certain Jiang are elegant gentlemen in white clothes, as gentle as jade, making people feel like spring breeze. In fact, this is also understandable. If he has a shameless and bad face, who would be willing to worship such a master? Although it is impossible to look like a person, the so-called appearance is born from the heart. It is always good to look comfortable and convincing, so this kind of face is especially suitable for recruiting and deceiving people.

But why such a young man? In Jiang Lan's image, the so-called masters in the martial arts are usually of a certain age and a beard. Only then can they be regarded as masters and worthy of apprenticeship.

And such a young man as a master is usually used for yy.

Jiang Lan is very ashamed. She likes to read novels. After more than ten years of mixing with a certain point of Jiang, she actually poisoned a Xiaoxi. Look at what he thinks, his domain is made up of these inconspicuous things, and many of these are what she usually reads and reads on the computer, but now she is going to harm her Jiang Lan herself. .

Fortunately, she is only 5.6 years old now. She will go home long ago when she grows up. It doesn't matter to her if the master and apprentice are deeply in abusive relationships. And generally speaking, it is the master who enjoys the shade on the side, and the apprentice is tortured to the point of death. She is heartless anyway, so there is no need to worry.

"Haha" Jiang Lan's round eyes stared at him suddenly, that person was a little embarrassed. Withdrew his hand, he half-squatted looking at her, "what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Lan couldn't say a word, just continued to look at him.

Seeing that she was motionless, he only blinked, then put his hand on her wrist and said after a moment of indifference, "This is poisoning, who is so heartless to betray a little beggar."

He said to himself, "What a strange poison, it's really strange, it doesn't seem to have suffered any damage, why can't it move anywhere."

Jiang Lan watched him stand up, a slender man with a long body, tall and straight but not burly.

"Can't you even talk? Still can't talk?" He thought, looking at the sky, hesitating, "Well, it's going to rain soon, I'll take you back first and then help you find a solution."

He leaned down and picked Jiang Lan up, and walked towards his horse.

"My name is Wen Daolin, and I'm not a bad person."

The sky was getting dark, which was a sign of heavy rain. Jiang Lan was hugged by Wen Daolin, and the horse ran quickly.

The roads in ancient times were uneven, and fast horses were not a comfortable means of transportation for modern people who are used to cars. Fortunately, Jiang Lan was very thin and small. He was holding him in one hand, his face was on his chest, and his lower limbs bounced on the saddle, so it wasn't too uncomfortable.

But unfortunately, Wen Daolin's white clothes were rubbed gray and black, especially on the chest, most of the stains on Jiang Lan's face honored it.

Tell you to wear white clothes, pretend to be immortal, hehe. Jiang Lan was actually very proud. In ancient times, anyone who looked like a dog had to wear white clothes, which was easy to get dirty and not environmentally friendly at all.

As for the face against the handsome guy's chest, there was no ambiguous thought. Now she is a child, a child, and a child should look like a child. When she was reading novels, the most annoying thing was that the little girl drooled at the handsome guy.

However, this person has a fragrance of bamboo leaves, which is very good and soothing.

So Jiang Lan fell asleep calmly. After she decided to start the task and successfully took over the task, she relaxed her nervous heart since she crossed over, and immediately went to Duke Zhou to report.

Wen Daolin held the little girl in one hand and controlled the reins in the other, letting his beloved horse gallop.

He looked down at the sleeping child in his arms, speechless.

What a weird kid. He was on his way back when he saw a group of small figures lying motionless on the side of the road. A moment of pity made him turn around to check. He squatted down to see if she was dead or alive, but she was in the dark little face. I saw a pair of bright and dazzling eyes like stars, as if the deepest part of the universe, the eyes are dark and distant, looking at you as if you are the whole world.

It is strange that such beautiful eyes reveal not the fear of seeing strangers for the first time, but exploration.

A little girl who was poisoned and unable to move, was always facing life and death, why did she see him first to explore, then to be strange, and finally to feel at ease?

Wen Daolin was very puzzled, so he decided to take her back. On the one hand, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. On the other hand, he is also curious about her poison. Or rather, the child itself made him curious.

For example, right now, she is sleeping soundly, and she doesn't care where he will take her, or whether she will die of poisoning. He really doesn't care about her own life and death, but it makes him look at him with admiration.

Wen Daolin slowed down and let Ma walk freely. He put his hand on her wrist again, letting a trace of inner breath flow in through the meridian. After a while, he was a little surprised.

This child, with an excellent root bone and natural meridians, is a good seed for learning martial arts, and this age is the best time to practice martial arts. If you teach and train well, your future creation will not be ordinary.

Is it because of this reason that they suffered any persecution? He knows that in the country he is in now, even in the country where he lived before, the infighting in some big families and sects is very chaotic, and people are often sacrificed, so many children are particularly precocious .

Is it because of this that she was so calm when she looked at him?