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"Ahem..." Zhao Yuan didn't know any answer to this question and could only cough twice. After all, he couldn't say that he had an affair with Fairy Caixia. With Wan Ling'er's steadfastness, he didn't know what would happen.
Come, but Zhao Yuan doesn't want to lie.
"Well, I understand. Where are you and that...that...Lan Cai'er?" Wan Ling'er's face darkened.
"this……"
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan felt that the beautiful scenery had turned into barren mountains and rivers. He felt on pins and needles and wanted to leave here immediately.
Ever since he arrived in the magic core continent, Zhao Yuan had been avoiding being alone with Wan Ling'er, just to avoid Wan Ling'er's questioning.
"It seems that the rumors are true."
Wan Ling'er slowly walked to the pavilion and sat down, with his head lowered, and his flowery face turned dull.
"Ling'er."
"Why don't you lie?" Wan Ling'er suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"I don't want to lie. Ling'er, I, Zhao Yuan, travel all over the world. Every day when I go to bed, I don't know if I will be able to see the sun rise tomorrow. I can't promise it, just like I can't promise it to Fairy Caixia and Lan Cai'er.
I'm not suitable for you, what you need is a man who can accompany you and protect you." Zhao Yuan said slowly.
"I went through all the trouble to find you, and this is what you want to tell me?" Listening to Zhao Yuan's words, Wan Ling'er burst into tears.
"I...not..."
"Zhao Yuan, I hate you, I hate you!"
Wan Ling'er slowly stood up, slowly walked out of the pavilion, and walked to the iron rope on the edge of the cliff.
"Ling'er, what are you doing?" Zhao Yuan knew that Wan Ling'er had a strong personality, and when he saw Wan Ling'er walking to the edge of the cliff, he suddenly felt a hint of ominousness.
"I hate you!"
Wan Ling'er stared at Zhao Yuan with dull eyes, suddenly jumped over the iron rope, and jumped down the cliff.
"Ling'er!"
Zhao Yuan was so horrified that he rushed after Wan Ling'er and grabbed Wan Ling'er, but his grasp was empty. He watched helplessly as Wan Ling'er jumped down the cliff.
"Ling'er!"
Zhao Yuan suddenly roared, turned over and jumped off the cliff, activating the "power" state, his body suddenly fell, and he chased Wan Ling'er, who was falling at high speed.
The wind howled in my ears, and the sharp cold wind made my cheeks hurt.
Under the urging of the "power" realm, Zhao Yuan quickly caught up with Wan Ling'er and held Wan Ling'er in his arms.
After hugging Wan Ling'er, Zhao Yuan suddenly exerted force with his arms and threw Wan Ling'er onto the cliff. At this time, the state of "power" was brought to its extreme. The surging power surged towards his arms, and the huge force threw Wan Ling'er towards the cliff.
Ling'er was thrown into the sky abruptly...
Under the huge reaction force, Zhao Yuan fell at high speed like a cannonball.
Time and space seemed to have stopped at that moment.
The sky-high flames, screams, pools of blood, and Monk Hua’s sinister smile, the long river of memory seemed to be awakened in an instant, like a flood...
A wry smile appeared on Zhao Yuan's face. He is a person who cherishes life and is also a rational person. However, he cannot watch Wan Ling'er die in front of him.
Monk Tianxin once said that the legendary flower of the other shore, also known as Manzhu Shahua, blooms on the road to Huangquan. The flowers are as bright and red as blood and cover the road to hell. Through these flowers, everything that has ever happened is left on the other side. This
When planting flowers, there are no leaves in the flowers. There are leaves but no flowers. Although they grow from the same root, they will never meet each other. According to Buddhist sayings, the tea plant is the last flower to bloom in the flower season. When the tea plant blooms, the only thing left is to bloom before forgetfulness.
Flowers from the other side of the world.
Will we be able to meet a woman like Wan Ling'er in the next reincarnation?
Perhaps we will never meet again in the next life.
Looking at Zhao Yuan falling at high speed, Wan Ling'er looked confused at first. Suddenly, she saw the serenity on Zhao Yuan's face, which was the serenity on the verge of death. She suddenly realized that Zhao Yuan could not fly with a sword.
"Zhao Yuan, you big fool!"
Wan Ling'er burst into tears, activated his spiritual energy at high speed, and the Ice Divine Sword appeared at his feet. His whole body turned into a stream of light, chasing Zhao Yuan who was falling at high speed...
…
Zhao Yuan had closed his eyes. He didn't know whether the dragon armor could save his life, but he felt the shadow of death. He had never felt it so clearly before.
Perhaps, death is also a kind of relief.
"Hey!" Zhao Yuan sighed softly.
"Why are you sighing?" A sobbing voice sounded in Zhao Yuan's ears.
"ah!"
Zhao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw Wan Ling'er with tears streaming down his face. At the same time, he found that his descent was slowing down, getting slower and slower, so slow that it was insignificant.
"Why are you so stupid?" Wan Ling'er looked at Zhao Yuan.
"I just don't want you to die." Zhao Yuan looked at Wan Ling'er with his deep eyes.
"Who said I'm going to die? I just don't want to see you. I want to fly away with my sword." Wan Ling'er wiped away her tears.
"Ah... you... you... aren't you seeking death?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Who is seeking death? I still have parents, so I won't commit suicide for such a wolf-hearted man like you." Looking at Zhao Yuan's surprised expression, Wan Ling'er burst into tears and laughed, wiping her red eyes.
"Yes, yes, a man like me, a wolf-hearted man, is really not worthy of Ling'er's death." Zhao Yuan nodded quickly.
"My mother said..."
"It seems like your mother talks a lot?"
"Yes, she is afraid that I will be stupid again, afraid that I will turn myself into a fool for a man who is not worthy of love. She said, if no one believes in you, then believe in yourself; if no one appreciates you, then appreciate yourself.
; If no one bless you, then bless yourself. Self-confidence is the source of success, self-improvement is the prelude to progress, and pride is the prelude to the future! Touch your own sunshine with your heart, and create your own world with love!"
"It's too profound."
"Let's break up." Wan Ling'er said calmly.
Zhao Yuan was shocked and did not answer.
"Stand still, it's on the ground."
"Yeah." Zhao Yuan looked down and saw that he was still hanging in the air in a very funny posture, and his feet were less than half a foot off the ground, so he quickly jumped down and stood up.
"Let's go home."
"Um."
On the way, Wan Ling'er stopped talking and remained silent from beginning to end. Even if Zhao Yuan took the initiative to speak, she would only respond with "uh huh".
Looking at Wan Ling'er's cold expression, Zhao Yuan felt inexplicably disappointed.
The sun sets in the west and there are few pedestrians on the streets.
The two returned to Chen Dao's home.
The atmosphere was a little strange. Wan'er, who was usually active and liked to talk, didn't speak when she saw Zhao Yuan, as if she hadn't seen him.
The nymphomaniac Wan'er suddenly became quiet, which made Zhao Yuan a little uncomfortable.
Chen Dao was in the kitchen, helping Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth cook.
Chen Mang went out early in the morning and still hasn't come back.
Qiqi was practicing calligraphy in the hall with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone she got from Zhao Yuan. She looked very focused and was completely unaware of Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan's return.
When it got completely dark, Chen Mang came back with a gloomy look.
At this time, the food for Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth had been prepared and placed on the square table in the hall, ready for dinner.
Five women, three men, just two people to one side.
Originally, Zhao Yuan was with Wan Ling'er, but before Zhao Yuan sat down, Wan Ling'er was already sitting with Chen Dao.
Seeing that Wan Ling'er was not sitting with Zhao Yuan, Wan'er immediately pulled Qiqi to sit next to Zhao Yuan, and sat down next to Chen Mang.
Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth looked at each other and sat down respectively. After Wan'er and Qiqi moved their chopsticks, they started eating.
"Chen Mang, are you a mercenary?"
"Yes." Chen Mang was preoccupied with his thoughts and buried himself in his meal, speaking as concisely as ever.
"I want to go to the Demon City. Can I hire a master? The magic core is not a problem."
"Nobody."
"Why?" Zhao Yuan was a little confused. You must know that in the Qin Empire, no matter how dangerous the place is, as long as there is money, there will be people there.
"The season is wrong."
"Is there still time to hire mercenaries?" Zhao Yuan looked at Chen Mang blankly.