Supreme Mad Doctor

Chapter 112 Return to Ming Zhanwu Mansion (1)
Bamboo hut.

A man in black and a man in blue are exchanging ideas. Wherever the swords and swords go, bamboo leaves are flying, and the green ones are radiant. Accompanied by the hearty laughter of the two, it is transmitted far away.

Although the two faces in front of him became younger, Mu Qingran still recognized them as Duan Wuhen and Lan Xuanming at a glance.

"Xuanming, you've made rapid progress." The man in black patted the man in blue on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, your moves are the most powerful. Master always said that you are very talented and will become a great weapon in the future." Lan Xuanming showed her white teeth, and a haze quietly passed through her black pupils.

Duan Wuhen obviously didn't notice this, "Xuanming, you are very smart, and Master often praises you."

"Brother, don't comfort me, you are the master's favorite disciple." Lan Xuanming sighed and turned to leave.

Duan Wuhen stood on the spot and looked at Lan Xuanming's sad back, with a silent expression.

20 years later, also at Bamboo Lodge.

"Old man, you have never liked me since before. No matter how hard I try, you only have Duan Wuhen in your heart. I came back this time to let you know that I am better than Duan Wuhen. You are mistaken!"

Lan Xuanming's eyes were red, and his expression was extremely ferocious. At this moment, his feminine face was like a devil, staring closely at the vicissitudes of life in front of him, full of murderous intent.

"Xuanming, my teacher never said that you are not as good as your senior brother, but you don't need to be smart. One day you will regret it!"

"Stop talking about such nonsense, I won't believe it!" Lan Xuanming said angrily, "You just look down on me, look at me now, my name is louder than your master and apprentice!"

"How important is fame, your heart has been completely deceived!"

"Old man, go to hell!"

The sharp sword in Lan Xuanming's hand directly pierced his master's heart!
The scorching red blood sprayed all over the ground, like a coquettish blooming manjusawa, exuding a bewitching charm.

"Hahaha, people in the world who don't follow my heart will all die!"

Lan Xuanming raised his head to the sky and screamed, his feminine face became more ferocious and terrifying, the humiliation of many years seemed to be completely washed away in this instant!

"Xuanming, what have you done!"

An inconceivable exclamation came from outside the house, Duan Wuhen stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

Lan Xuanming's sword was still dripping blood, ticking, ticking, the sound was bewitching.

He turned his head slowly, looking at Duan Wuhen behind him, with a wicked smile blooming on the corner of his lips, "Didn't you see it? I killed this damn old thing!"

Duan Wuhen strode forward, punched Lan Xuanming in the face, and said angrily: "You unfilial person, the master raised you, and you killed him!"

Lan Xuanming put it heavily on the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his right hand, and still smiled exaggeratedly, "Bringing up? This old thing never treated me sincerely, he just treated you well, I deserve to be punished." He belittles everywhere!"

Duan Wuhen looked regretful, "Xuanming, Master has always regarded you as his son, how could you..."

Lan Xuanming frantically interrupted Duan Wuhen's words, "Don't be hypocritical, I hate him, and I hate you too! I'm just curious, you trash, can you avenge that old guy!"

Lan Xuanming left the bamboo hut and never came back since then.

After Duan Wuhen buried his master's bones, he took his long halberd and started his wandering life. He once tried to pull Lan Xuanming back from the road of no return, but the paranoid Lan Xuanming ignored him.

Repeatedly heartbroken, harsh words time after time, and life hanging by a thread again and again, Duan Wuhen finally decided to carry out Master's last wish - to kill Lan Xuanming.

It was the letter he saw when he was arranging the relics of his master. The master had already expected this catastrophe when he first met Lan Xuanming. Over the years, he has been working hard to resolve this catastrophe, hoping to bring Lan Xuanming back to life. Xuanming taught him to become a disciple who could become a great student, but he never thought that he would fail in the end.

The master tried his best to treat Lan Xuanming, but Lan Xuanming's heart was doomed that he could only see the bad, but he couldn't see the good that the master treated him.

If this person continues to live, he will become a disaster in the future, so the only option is to kill him!

In the process of fulfilling his master's last wish, Duan Wuhen also had to admit that Lan Xuanming was indeed a genius in cultivation, and he gained a great reputation on the mainland in a short period of time, but it was obvious that the exercises he practiced were quite evil, and every day The first time I saw Lan Xuanming, I could smell a strong smell of blood. In the end, when everyone saw through Lan Xuanming's identity, he became synonymous with evil.

Such an evil technique makes everyone despise, but Lan Xuanming's strength is indeed frightening, Duan Wuhen's cultivation talent is also far beyond ordinary people, and the two have spent a long time in the days of chasing each other, Finally ushered in a battle on the sea.

When Mu Qingran watched all of this, he couldn't help feeling emotional, if Lan Xuanming's heart could be wider, then everything would be completely different, but it's a pity...

Suddenly, a sharp and strange voice sounded beside her ear, "Don't listen to Duan Wuhen's words, even if my skills are evil, so what? As long as you are strong enough, you can roam the world as you please, and no one dares to treat you What are you talking about, even if it is Duan Wuhen, wouldn't he still die with me?"

A feminine and evil face appeared in front of Mu Qingran, "Before he died, my soul and his soul both burst, and we were partially entangled together. It is rare that this time he found a good successor and accepted my inheritance." ,How about it?"

Mu Qingran frowned, presumably this Lan Xuanming must also be an illusion, if she tried to confuse her again through this, she would not believe it.

"I won't accept it. Your cultivation technique is too evil. Even if you are powerful, you are doomed to be lonely in this world."

As Mu Qingran's words fell, Lan Xuanming's expression suddenly changed, as if he had instantly hit the fragility he didn't want to be exposed to others, and his voice was quietly sharp.

"What do you know? I'm not alone. As long as I wave my hand, many people will surrender to me. Do you understand the feeling of the world falling under your hands? As long as you have strength, you can have everything. Besides, my The inheritance is more powerful than his."

Mu Qingran still shook her head firmly, "Needless to say, I'm not interested."

"Little girl, I am not the environment you think I am, I am real." Lan Xuanming smiled bitterly.

Mu Qingran was unmoved, she didn't believe what Lan Xuanming said at all.

However, Mo Huang's words completely stunned her, "Qing Ran, Lan Xuanming is real, he really exists."

Mu Qingran's pupils dilated instantly, looking at the face in front of him, does it actually exist?How is this possible!

(End of this chapter)