Ling Luocheng said such passionate words, but his expression did not change at all. This surprised Jialan. Since he saw it at the Continental Academy Championships last time, he has no contact. A few years have passed, except for his originally dark black hair becoming white, his appearance has not changed at all, as if God is particularly favoring this man.

"Is it for me?" Jia Lan was shocked. She had conceived countless possibilities in her mind, but she never thought of such a possibility.

"That's what happened before you left the Water Temple..." Ling Luocheng looked at the moonlight outside and said slowly. Jia Lan also sat opposite him. Although she was still vigilant, she still wanted to find out.

Seven years ago, the Temple of Water...

In front of the huge statue, a beautiful woman stood. She was wearing the simplest white long skirt and her long blue hair hung down naturally without any decoration. Her beauty was insignificant.

A boy in black walked slowly over and after seeing the woman, he knelt on the ground with a thud, his hands resting on the ground, panting.

"Cheng'er, can the spirit beast be dealt with?" The woman turned her head and a smile appeared on her beautiful face as beautiful as a flower.

"The disciple has dealt with the spirit beasts and handed them over to each worship to refine pills." The young man's handsome face had a firmness that was not commensurate with his age.

"Okay, go back and rest. I'll send Lan'er back to China tomorrow, so don't go. Practice well." The woman said and turned around and left.

The boy quickly raised his head, followed the woman's pace, and knelt on the ground again.

"Master, do you still want to send Lan'er back?"

"I will immediately attack the god level, and I don't know what kind of danger will happen." The woman stopped, but did not turn her head, and her body trembled slightly. "If I fail, I will die on this continent, and there will be no one like me. If I succeed, I will ascend to the divine realm and have no connection with this continent, why keep her again? I will only have a lot of concern for me."

"I can take good care of Lan'er!" The young man blurted out without even thinking about it, "The disciple's feelings for Lan'er are understandable. Master Bingxue will not be insane, otherwise he will not let me send her to her. I can protect her, so let her stay by my side and inherit the sacrificial position in the future. I will protect it day and night. Wouldn't it be good?"

The woman turned her head gently, frowned, and smiled helplessly on her face: "Is the sacrifice so good?"

"The master is powerful and there is no one on the mainland. I have the confidence to protect Jialan and make her a strong man like you!" The young man patted his chest and said firmly.

"Cheng'er, you are still young and don't understand the matter between men and women. If you let her be happy, let her go. You are not unclear about her physical constitution. How can you cultivate to become a god?"

"No matter whether I succeed or not, I don't want to leave her half a step!"

The woman shook her head: "Cheng'er, it's impossible for you, and I will not betroth your daughter to you. You'd better die this heart! Even if you are together, even if I kill you with my own hands and let you two be born earlier, I will not let you be together!"

As he said that, the woman floated away, leaving only the boy kneeling coldly on the ground, and the flame of hatred slowly rose in his heart.

The next day, the boy looked at the carriage carrying his sweetheart from afar on the tower of the Water Temple and slowly left. The tears that had not shed since he became sensible finally flowed down. He silently called in his heart: Lan'er, wait for me, wait for me to become the most powerful person, and you will definitely return to me.

So, the young man worked hard, his already excellent talent and his practice day and night made him become the high priest of the Water Temple in just over a year.

...

Jia Lan came back to her senses and saw Ling Luocheng still looking at her, her heart was mixed. It was her time travel that made the couple who were originally in love now look like strangers. The guilty feeling made her quiet and said slowly: "It was me who let you down..."

Ling Luocheng smiled slightly: "No one lets down anyone, you are always the little girl Lan'er who held hands with me and sweared in front of the statue. No matter what the future holds, you will return to me."

"But now you seal my mother, we can only be enemies." Jialan said coldly.

"I do nothing for you. Even if I deceive my master and destroy my ancestors and lose all my conscience, it is just a passing cloud and mist for me. The dust returns to dust and the earth returns to earth. So what if I are kings, princes, generals and ministers? In the end, it will just turn into a piece of soil. So the enemy or something is just a temporary..."

"I can't remember what happened before, but you sealed my mother and put my teacher under house arrest. You have already given me a little bit of what you have left. All of them have been broken. No matter how much you have suffered or done for me, we will still meet on the battlefield!" Jia Lan turned around and wiped away her tears and slowly left.

"Is the battlefield?"

"You can kill me here now, otherwise I will definitely launch a large-scale righteous flag to expel the Dark Temple from this continent!" Jia Lan said.

"You know I won't... and Lan'er. It's over here. Let's go back to the Water Temple with me. We will refuse everything in the door and spend the rest of our lives with peace of mind?" Ling Luocheng grabbed Jia Lan's hand.

"Impossible." Jia Lan shook his hand away, although it was a little cruel. "Either, you expose my identity now and I was chased and killed by both countries. Or, let me go now and we meet on the battlefield. As my mother said, there will be no third ending."

"Lan'er... Your enemy is not me, but that powerful person. Even if you exert all your abilities, you may not be able to shake him. Why bother to shake the tree!"

Jialan turned around and stopped listening to him and left slowly. She obviously felt that the energy behind her suddenly fluctuated, as if her heart was broken.

"Take care..." Jia Lan whispered, "I can't love you for her, but I also hope you can find happiness..."

Before Song Ning's wedding banquet was over, Jia Lan led her to a small tavern. The house was filled with smoke. In addition to the bartender and waiter, there were five or six people drinking and chatting here. What surprised her was that the people here did not feel nervous or afraid because of Song Tao's identity as the Supreme Emperor.

A middle-aged man carrying rum saw Song Tao and came over: "What has Brother Tao done recently? It's a big situation for your granddaughter to get married!"

"There's no way. Who told me to be born in such a family? It's hard to do anything!" Song Tao looked relaxed and his usual majesty had been wiped out, as if an ordinary grandfather was talking to others about his granddaughter.

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