This thought only took a moment, and the masked man wanted to laugh.
Si Mobai's woman would use a beauty trap.
This is unlikely.
Then what mentality did Feng Tianlan have to draw his portrait?
Could it be that he drew a small portrait to curse him?
The masked man glanced sideways at the small portrait sandwiched in the book, then thought about his strange thoughts, smiled, put the book back, raised his eyes to look at the mountain peak opposite, closed his eyes, and continued to meditate. meditation.
Feng Tianlan never thought that the small portrait she drew just to see if she knew the man would make such an arrogant man have other ideas.
But sometimes, fate is like this.
Once it comes, it is like a wild beast that cannot be stopped no matter what.
Feng Tianlan returned to the cabin and read the alchemy book, but she was thinking hard about how to change the current situation, how to cultivate her spiritual power again, and then escape from the mountain and escape from the control of the masked man.
At least, let her know what his purpose is.
But these will come later.
The most important thing for her now is to give A Bao a birthday gift.
This is her mother's wish.
No matter what, she wants to give it to A Bao.
But she had never gotten along with Abao, and she didn't know what boys would like.
She was a little confused for a while and didn't know what to give.
Feng Tianlan thought hard for two days and finally decided to make a sword with her own hands, thinking that boys would like it.
After thinking about what to give, Feng Tianlan did not ask Xiao Mo to help, but went to cut down a century-old tree by herself, took the best wood, and started making a wooden sword.
When it was done, she wove a concentric knot and hung it.
On the hilt of the sword.
Looking at the small wooden sword, Feng Tianlan took a small dagger and carefully carved it.
Soon a slightly taller little person appeared on it.
It was a miniature version of her, and a little Abao was carved on it. on top.
Seeing the two little people holding hands, Feng Tianlan was satisfied and called Xiaomo.
"Miss."
Xiaomo shouted respectfully.
Feng Tianlan put the written letter and the wooden sword together, then handed it to Xiaomo, wrote another one and handed it to her.
Xiaomo took a look and saw the address written on it, and understood.
She quickly lowered her head and said in fear, "I have no right to leave your side, nor do I have the right to send you anything."
Feng Tianlan looked at her coldly, took a pen and wrote another line of words.
This is my son’s birthday gift.
The words are simple and don’t reveal anything.
You can feel free to give it to me.
"No matter what it is, I don't dare."
Xiao Mo glanced at it and still lowered his head and said in fear.
This is really not something she can make the decision for.
Seeing Xiao Mo's insistence, Feng Tianlan turned coldly and raised his hand towards Xiao Mo.
As soon as Xiaomo came forward, her neck was quickly hooked, and she immediately knelt on the ground.
Then her neck became cold.
Even if she didn't dare to lower her head, she could feel the sharp tip of the dagger pressing against it. on her neck.
The tip of the dagger pierced her skin, and she could clearly smell her own blood, which made her look horrified, "Miss."
Feng Tianlan's cold eyes flashed with a trace of murderous intent.
She exerted a slight force on her fingertips and penetrated even deeper.
She was about to cut Xiaomo's neck.
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A streak of spiritual power flashed across her wrist, and her wrist went numb.
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground.
"If you kill her, nothing that should get out will be able to get out
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