After a brief silence, Long Kun's voice sounded again: "Princess Jialan, can I ask you to dance?" His slender fingers were already stretched towards Jialan.

Jialan was shocked. She, who had always been calm, seemed at a loss. Looking at the pair of water-blue eyes in front of her, Jialan was panicked.

"Well……"

At this time, Jin Miao grabbed Jia Lan's clothes tightly, and she could even feel Jin Miao's hands trembling constantly. Jia Lan frowned slightly. She didn't know whether the current situation should give emotion or reason to prevail.

Finally, Jia Lan spoke: "I'm sorry, I can't dance..."

"It's okay, I'll teach you!" Long Kun couldn't wait. What he wanted to do most now was to get the heart of this woman.

Jia Lan stared at Long Kun with affection in her eyes, and looked extremely serious: "I am not worthy of you like this. There are people here who love you more, and they are worthy of your cherishment..."

As he said that, Jia Lan put Jin Miao's hand in Long Kun's hand and left here without looking back.

"Jia Lan!" Long Kun could no longer control his feelings at this time and wanted to chase after him. "Boss!" Jin Miao shouted at him: "Don't you see that Jia Lan doesn't care about you at all? Why can you make things difficult for yourself like this?" Long Kun stopped walking out the steps he heard the sound.

The sound of nature was light, and many pairs of dancers were dancing together. The small square suddenly became a sea of ​​joy, and Long Kun also held Jin Miao's hand and danced. But his heart always stopped on Jia Lan, so he was so lost that he forgot the dance steps.

Jialan quickly left, jumped a few times to the highest point of the jungle in the Moshang Mountains, and at the top of a small hill, took off her white skirt, changed into her daily clothes, and sat on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the breeze was blowing, and Jialan's long blue and purple hair fluttered in the direction of the wind. The cool air made Jialan more awake at this time. Her heart hurts, but she doesn't know why. Even in her previous life, Jialan had never touched anyone sincerity, so she naturally didn't know what love was.

I still remember that time, the one I was going to assassinate was a doctor who studied genes. With his beautiful appearance, he lured the doctor to the hotel he had booked and handed the prepared potassium cyanide wine to the other party. The young male doctor was as handsome as Long Kun. When he raised the glass of poison in front of him, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and said with a smile: "I know, but I am willing to drink it, because it was you who gave it to me." Then, he drank it all in one go.

At that time, the killer Jialan was deeply shocked. When he hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed back to the Nutrition Institute, he was already full of tears.

And now, this feeling once again invaded her heart, and she couldn't extricate herself from pain. She extremely hoped that someone could hug her here and comfort her.

Suddenly, a somewhat dark but handsome image flashed into his mind - "Ling Luocheng"

Jia Lan hugged her knees and cried helplessly: "Bad bastards! Why do you come to disturb my heart! Get out of here..." The sad crying rippled in the depths of the jungle...

"I didn't mean it..." A somewhat cold voice appeared in Jialan's mind, which surprised her suddenly. The professional habit developed by the killer allowed her to quickly release her mental power and explore her surroundings.

"Who?" Jialan asked.

"I was just attracted by your crying... I want to see who else would cry so sadly in this continent of Atlantis, which is known as carefree." A figure fell from the sky and slowly landed in front of Jia Lan. Jia Lan was shocked. There was no sound in the process of this person landing, and there was no intention of magic fluctuations.

"Maybe I can help you." The figure gradually became clear in Jialan's hazy eyes.

Here is a boy of the same age as Jia Lan. He is a little thin, but his face is surprisingly beautiful and cold, with sword-eyed eyebrows and eagle-eyed eyes, and his eyes are actually white, as pure and white as snow. The straight nose bridge makes his face harder, and his slightly pale lips are just the right size. What's even more strange is that the boy's head is covered with silver hair straight behind his head, vertically on his ankles. At this time, he was dancing with Jia Lan's purple hair, but it was not messy at all.

"Who are you?" Although Jia Lan was shocked by the other party's appearance, she was still in a state of extreme vigilance. Her originally beautiful appearance was a little cold.

"I... to you, I may be a god..." The boy was dressed in pure white clothes, elegant and graceful, and his behavior showed a sense of coldness and incompetence.

"God? Does this kind of thing really exist..." Jia Lan put away her tears and put away her magic because she found that the other party had no malice at all.

The boy sat down beside Jia Lan, his movements floating like he was not the incense on earth. Jia Lan really believed that he was a god. "In fact, God also came from human cultivation. All things in the world cannot be cultivated into gods. As long as they persevere, there is nothing mysterious about God." After saying that, he smiled at Jia Lan: "My name is Wei Feng, can you take the liberty to know your name?"

"If you are a god, can you send me back to my original world?" Jia Lan said with a smile.

"The so-called world, in my opinion, is just a handful of sand in my hand. One sand is one world. How do you know that this grain of sand is worse than the original one?" Wei Feng said with a smile.

"Good or bad has nothing to do with me." Jialan said coldly.

"Everything has its own arrangements, just like I can hear your crying. Originally, I did not belong to this world, or I did not belong to any world. But when I passed here, I accidentally heard you crying. I was so sad that I wanted to find out." Wei Feng said: "Human life is very short and should be cherished."

Jia Lan nodded and said, "I naturally cherish it. I was a person who died once and naturally longed for life."

"Then why not cultivate to become a god like me?" Wei Feng said with a smile: "Only God has endless life!"

"Become a god?" Jia Lan repeated subconsciously.

"Yes, I used to come from another world. After practicing hard, I finally broke through the bottleneck, became a god, and traveled in another world." Wei Feng still smiled calmly: "We are destined to be, I am willing to help you become a god. Do you want to travel with me after becoming a god?"

Jia Lan murmured: Although the person in front of him is fairy-like, he is still a question if he is not a god. How can she, who is extremely vigilant, easily believe it?

Wei Feng floated up: "I know you don't believe me, it doesn't matter, I'll give you this." As he said that, he took out a pure white thin necklace from his arms, with no decoration on it, which looked like the platinum necklace in Jia Lan's original world.

"This is made of fragments of the meteorite in the sky. I have inputted my divine power. As long as you call softly, I will come to you at any time."

Jialan frowned slightly. She preferred gold. If it was a large necklace of pure gold, she might be happier.

"Summon the beast at any time?" Jia Lan looked at the necklace and whispered.

"Puff!" Wei Feng, who was about to bring a necklace to Jia Lan, almost vomited blood. Fortunately, as a god, he had no blood anymore. "You are such an interesting girl."

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Chapter completed!