An Lan was wearing a red battle robe, holding a long sword in her tender and slender hands, and walked towards them with a cold face. Her steps were calm and composed. Her hair was tied up high and flew with the wind, and her eyes were faintly flashing with murderous aura, like a general walking down from the battlefield, with invisible oppression.

When Xia Ruoqi met her eyes, she felt a chill in her heart, her face also darkened, and she glared at Lin Lin in secret.

Lin Lin's face was also ugly. She looked at An Lan's eyes with disgust and confusion. She clearly asked someone to lock Lan Xin in the warehouse and put a snake on her back. She could still come out intact?

Could it be that her information was wrong and Lan Xin was not afraid of snakes at all?

The others didn't know what the two were thinking. When they saw An Lan appear, they both looked like they were watching the show.

After seeing An Lan, the venue immediately couldn't help but get angry and asked, "You're just showing up now? Do you know that you're more than ten minutes late, you..."

Before the training was finished, Bai Liang was interrupted.

He looked up and down An Lan-

She looked a little embarrassed, her feet were still bleeding, but he thought it was made up.

"Where have you been? Everyone is waiting for you."

"Sorry, changing clothes has delayed time." An Lan looked at Bai Liang, nodded slightly and said.

After hearing her words, Xia Ruoqi and Lin Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Ruoqi stood up and said with a smile: "Lan Xin, it's good that you are here. The venue service just now went to find you, but I haven't found it for a long time. We thought you decided not to try the show at the moment."

An Lan looked at her coldly, raised a sarcastic curve on the corner of her lips, and said calmly: "How could it be? Since everyone is waiting for me, how can I let them down!"

"Don't say too much, since you're here, start quickly."

An Lan nodded, glanced at Xia Ruoqi and others, and turned around and walked towards the stage.

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The bright light suddenly went out, leaving only the lonely lamp on the stage, shining on the thin figure.

Her red robe had been torn to pieces, and her hair was scattered with a few strands of high erect, and her fair face was dyed with a little black gray. Her exposed arms and calves were injured and bleeding.

The dripping blood fell on the white carpet, like blooming plum blossoms, quietly blooming along the road she walked.

She tried hard to straighten her body, grasping the knife with a handle higher than her, her steps were steady, her eyes straight ahead, and her bright black eyes were flashing with determination.

In the audience, Ling Yichen looked at her thin figure, glanced over her bleeding legs, then retracted her gaze, and continued to watch her performance.

On the imperial chaise not far away, the pale man was lying on it and closing his eyes to rest. After hearing the movement, he turned his head to look at her. He raised a smile on the corner of his lips and said hoarsely: "Wanwan, you are back."

An Lan dropped the long knife, accelerated his steps towards him, knelt on the edge of the chair with a plop, held his outstretched hand, showed a silly smile on his face, and said, "Changqing, I'm back."

The man stroked her face gently, coughed twice, and said with regret: "It's good to come back... It's a pity, it's a pity that I can never... be with you again..."

"No! Changqing, don't talk nonsense, I'm back. The emperor promised me that when I return, you will be the day you recover, and you will not die!" An Lan held his hand tightly, his eyes full of seriousness and affection, and there was still a bit of innocence between his eyebrows.

Changqing shook his head when he heard this, lowered his eyes with a sad face, and said softly: "Wanwan, you have been deceived, he is simply..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed again, and the cracks of his hands, which were tightly covering his lips, were covered with blood, dyeing An Lan red and grabbed his hand.

An Lan was shocked, looked at him in surprise and panic, and said in a lost voice: "Changqing!"

Changqing coughed and it was out of control. Black blood surged out of his lips. An Lan kept wiping him, comforting him: "It's okay, Changqing, you won't die. I'll go to the palace to get medicine, I must save you!"

"Don't, don't go..." Changqing grabbed her hand tightly, raised her head and looked at her with all her strength, and said hoarsely: "Wanwan, after I leave, you must live well and continue to live!"

"No, I don't want it!" An Lan shook her head suddenly and looked at him with pain on her face, tears slid from her eyes.

Changqing stretched out his hand and tried hard to wipe off her tears, but she fell down halfway and tilted her head and died in her arms.

An Lan hugged his body tightly, lowered her head and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with her sleeve. She looked serious and careful, as if she was treating a treasure.

The corners of her lips were slightly curled, but tears fell silently and fell on his face. She chuckled and said, "Changqing, you always say I am disobedient. This time, I am disobedient again. In the past, I always followed you as a follower, but this time I am not a follower, I will walk alongside you on the road of the underworld."

"I'll be wherever you are... But you have to wait for me, wait until I kill the dog emperor, and come with you!" She kissed the man in her arms gently, and gently placed him on the ground, her eyes as gentle as water.
Chapter completed!