Side Story, Jialan Dragon (1) 17
Wen Xiaorou was a living person, it was impossible for her to disappear into thin air. Lin Xianfan even went down the mountain to find that disciple. Although he was not as good as before, it was not difficult for him to deal with an ordinary person.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the disciple said that he had disappeared. He had suddenly disappeared.
Lin Xianfan returned to the sect dejectedly. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was Jia Lan who did it. After all, in the sect, there were only one or two people who hated Wen Xiaorou the most.
Lin Xianfan barged in. Compared to when Jia Lan came, the current him was extremely down and out. His beard was unkempt, and there was no arrogance in his eyes, only resentment and hatred.
"Where is Xiao Rou?" He stared fixedly at Jia Lan.
Jia Lan looked at Lin Xianfan indifferently. Lin Xianfan was persistent. It was just that his persistence was used in the wrong place.