Cross the prayer space

Chapter 713: Exploring the Tomb 2
It wasn't until the light became darker and the sound of insects gradually became inaudible that An Ran and Xu Lin's footsteps slowly stopped.

An Ran put away her fan, glanced behind her, "Didn't those small families follow?"

Xu Lin looked around casually, "They won't follow us, this is the rule."

An Ran laughed when she heard the words, "Master Xu is really magnanimous. When my Mo family visited the tomb, no family dared to join us."

Xu Lin lowered his eyes and smiled when he heard the words, "The Mo family is famous, so naturally no one dares to touch the regulations."

An Ran twirled her fan, "Master Xu's words are inappropriate, who doesn't know that Master Xu of the Xu family is unpredictable."

She turned her eyes slightly, looked at the trees behind as if she didn't want to, opened the fan to cover her face, and said with a smile, "People who come here don't obey the rules, but there will be a price to pay."

Her tone was extremely gentle, like a whisper between lovers, but the fan had already flown out, twirled behind the tree, the silver thread ran across her hand, and flew back to the master with the fan.

The white fan was twirled in An Ran's hands, and it was not stained with blood at all, it was still clean and pure white, An Ran gently stroked the handle of the white jade fan, turned around, "Let's go."

Xu Lin hooked the corner of his mouth, and walked forward without stopping.

Just as the group left, a person fell down behind the tree, and a bloodstain appeared on his neck.

The young man walked out from behind the corpse, his eyes were a bit sinister, "Mo Anran." There was a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth, showing a bit of madness.

Xu Lin glanced at the woman beside him, "Why don't you just kill her?"

An Ran tapped her forehead with her fan, "Interesting little guy." She tilted her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and smiled mysteriously, "See if you can use it for me."

That young man was Yan Fusheng, the person whom he cared about in the previous life, the person who wanted to be with her so much, but it was a pity that he missed it because of some accidents, there was too much helplessness during the period, and now thinking of it only leaves me with a sense of regret.

The rugged mountain road is winding, because it has not been developed, the road is not smooth, and there are many thorns. Occasionally, one or two poisonous snakes will pass by, causing a bit of turbulence.

It wasn't until dark that the group arrived at the top of the mountain. At this time, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the air on the top of the mountain was extremely cool.

An Ran looked at the entrance of the tomb covered by the mountains, there were many marks there, and there were traces of dust on it.

Wearing transparent gloves, An Ran lightly stroked the marks with her hand, and after a long time, she curled her red lips, "Someone has already come in."

Xu Lin approached slightly and took a look, "It seems to be the wild team."

An Ran turned around, put her white hand on Xu Lin's shoulder, a turn directly pushed Xu Lin out of the range, and finally she took off the gloves, "Sorry, I don't like strangers approaching."

Xu Lin smiled lightly, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, and there was a bit of a strange look in his handsome face, "I offended you."

An Ran stopped looking at him, returned to her own place, and gave the gloves to the people around her, "It's dealt with."

She didn't mean to avoid Xu Lin at all, so that Xu Lin's smile deepened.

What he did just now was considered a test, but it gave him some unexpected gains. If the woman's fragrance was paired with something, it would be fatal. Sure enough, the young master of the Mo family should not be underestimated.

In the dark, the young man narrowed his eyes slightly, curled his lips in disdain, an old man, and he cursed inwardly.

An Ran sat in the tent, recalling the sight just now, she smiled helplessly, the little wolf dog had grown up and became wild, and he didn't even know he was going home.

The fire outside crackled and crackled, and the night became thicker and darker.

With grass in his mouth, Yan Fusheng stared at the open space in a daze, a little bored, leaning against the tree, with a figure of 1.8 meters [-], but at this moment he looked like a child, quite aggrieved.

Gradually he squatted down, his eyes began to moisten, his expression changed even more, he gritted his teeth viciously for a while, and muttered softly for a while, it was very amusing.

Until a pair of small white hands grabbed his ears, the young man was suddenly startled, his whole body stiffened, not daring to move, those amber eyes kept rolling, as if he was a bit ashamed.

A pair of embroidered shoes stuck out, and the water-colored skirt touched the boy's legs, and then An Ran's gorgeous face appeared, a bit hazy under the night.

An Ran's hand turned slightly, and she bent down to look at the boy, "I'm willing to come back, why are you hiding?"

The young man raised his hand and held An Ran's cold hand. The soft and boneless jade hand was completely surrounded by him, and the young man realized that the woman who could wrap him up back then could now be surrounded by him.

He raised his head slightly, such a close distance made him flinch a little, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Sister." An aggrieved voice sounded.

An Ran pinched his ears, and raised slightly, "Get up."

The boy didn't dare to resist, he got up obediently but didn't dare to stand up straight. Although his sister is now 1.7 meters tall, if he stood up straight, her arms would be tired.

He lowered his head pitifully, like an abandoned puppy, allowing him to be dealt with safely.

Helplessness flashed across An Ran's eyes, and he moved his hands, "Take your hands away."

The boy shivered and grabbed An Ran's hand tightly. The fiery palm directly touched An Ran's little hand. He suddenly raised his head, "Sister, your hands are so cold."

After all, he held tightly and didn't mind at all, and his ear was still being pulled by the woman.

An Ran moved her hand, seeing that he was holding it tightly, she could only sigh, "I let go, and you let go too."

After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand, but turned her gaze the next moment, and leaned against the tree with a big palm on her back to prevent her from being hurt.

An Ran raised her head and stared at him, "Is this because the wings are stiff? You don't even listen to my sister's words."

The boy's hand touched his back, and he felt uncomfortable for a moment. Hearing these words, he became a little flustered, "No, I'm just I'm just..." Just what, but he couldn't say it.

Finally, he let go of his hand weakly, and hugged her whole body, "Sister, I miss you so much."

An Ran's hand was released, she hesitated for a moment, and patted him on the back, "Then you have been away for many years, and the wolf cub will leave as soon as you say, without even a message."

There was more satisfaction in Yan Fusheng's eyes, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you," he muttered to himself, his expression more painful.

An Ran sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Fusheng paused, "It's okay," his voice was somewhat hoarse.

An Ran's eyes flashed, and she grabbed his wrist, "Fu Sheng, follow me."

Yan Fusheng froze all of a sudden, his eyes hurt, "Sister, I still have something to do."

No, you can't implicate her, that man won't let him go, he doesn't want to hurt her.

His wrist suddenly felt cold, and he subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but was held tightly by An Ran, his sleeves were rolled up, Yan Fusheng struggled several times to no avail, "Sister, don't look."

It was already late, An Ran looked at the imprint on his wrist with an extremely cold expression, there lay a mark quietly, and a shadow character was engraved on it.

An Ran brushed her finger lightly, her tone filled with murderous intent, "Bai Yingsheng, you really showed up a long time ago."

(End of this chapter)