Urban Hardened All-area System

Not only was she crying, but the tears on her face were also oddly retracted back into Yan Lan's eyes.    

    

The delicate face of the pear blossom and rain was no longer there. Instead, it was replaced by a strange and terrifying smile.    

    

"Aiyaya, if I had known earlier, I would have thrown the Nine Melodies Dream Coco into the mountains."    

    

Yan Lan sighed and patted her forehead with a face full of regret.    

    

In an instant, Yan Lan seemed to have changed into another person.    

    

From a pure and clean girl, she turned into a female devil with dense Yin Qi.    

    

The people around felt a chill all over their bodies and quickly left Yan Lan's body.    

    

Sima Zhengming's expression instantly darkened as he gritted his teeth and said, "It's really you..."    

    

Sima Ann, who was kneeling on the ground, rolled his eyes.    

    

He pounced forward and pounced on Yan Lan at an extremely fast speed. He roared with a righteous expression. "You shameless thief! You actually caused me to misunderstand Junior Brother Ye! You really deserve to die!    

    

I want to teach you a good lesson!"    

    

Sima Ann stepped on the Eight Trigrams Steps. He looked majestic.    

    

Don't forget, he was also a powerful ancient Qi warrior.    

    

He could even be ranked in the top of the Eight Trigrams Sect, where there were many disciples.    

    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been put in an important position by Sima Zhengming, and he wouldn't have been respected by the disciples.    

    

It was just that his halo had been completely obscured by the shadow of Ye Hong's tall mountain.    

    

At this moment, it was the best time for Sima Ann to re-establish his senior brother's prestige.    

    

"As long as I take down this little thief, all of my mistakes today will be written off."    

    

Sima Ann was fantasizing happily when Ye Hong's shout reminded him, "Be careful!"    

    

Sima Ann snorted coldly in his heart, Be careful my ass! This guy still wanted to act cool at this time!    

    

But suddenly, Sima Ann's heart rang with alarm.    

    

Standing across from him, the slender Yan Lan actually revealed a strange smile to Sima Ann.    

    

"Rip!"    

    

A streak of black Qi cut through the void like lightning and struck Sima Ann's chest.    

    

The black Qi came so suddenly that when the surrounding people reacted, Sima Ann was already under attack.    

    

"Wu -"    

    

Sima Ann let out a sound of "Dream Scar," but he fell to the ground with his four legs facing the sky. His hands and feet kept twitching.    

    

His face was also green and black. It kept changing.    

    

"You don't know what's good for you." Yan Lan patted the dust off her clothes, her face full of disdain.    

    

"It's poison!"    

    

The surrounding Eight Trigrams Sect disciples' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly moved away from Yan Lan's position.    

    

They never would have thought that this seemingly powerless Yan Lan would attack as fast as lightning, and that there was poison in her moves!    

    

Sima Zhengming flashed and fed Sima Ann a pill.    

    

Then he stood up and looked at Yan Lan with a serious expression. "This poison skill is very unfamiliar. Which sect did you come from?"    

    

Poison was a dangerous weapon that could cross realms.    

    

Apart from Ye Hong, who was immune to all poisons, even Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts like Sima Zhengming did not dare to let his guard down when faced with poison.    

    

Sima Zhengming waved his hand, and the disciples of Eight Trigrams Sect led the confused guests to the outskirts of the square.    

    

He and Ye Hong were the only ones left to face Yan Lan.    

    

"Hehehe, must they be from some sect?    

    

Can't I be a doctor? A nurse? Or even... What about a certain person from the Ancient Clan of Jing Capital? "    

    

A strange smile flashed across Yan Lan's face.    

    

Sima Proofreader's brows furrowed slightly," The Ancient Clan of Jing Capital? "    

    

Ye Hong patted Sima Zhengming's shoulder and shook his head. "Taoist priest, this little demoness is trying to confuse you. Don't believe her words."