Canglan Leave

The feeling of Ningtian just now is that his head is empty. The Cang Lan in front of him has become the favorite person in his life. Looking at Cang Lan, he feels that he has been in love with Cang Lan for ten thousand years.

"Master, you are just about to be charmed and become a slave willing to give everything for Cang Lan."

Anger appeared in the voice of the demon sword.

"What the hell?"

Ning Tian still doesn't believe Cang Lan will hurt himself.

"Ah ah ah!!"

However, Cang Lan is not very good at this time. The demon spirit is eroding Cang Lan crazily. Cang Lan's face is full of pain.

"Demon Sword."

The demon sword did not move.

"Demon Sword."

Ning Tian howled in a low voice.

"Hum!"

The demon sword was very upset to answer, at the same time, Cang Lan's demon spirit also returned to the demon sword.

"Cang Lan, why did you just do that?"

Ning Tian's tone to Cang Lan has lost tenderness and he is angry.