Si Shanshui Ling was speechless. How could he be let out? He would have jumped out long ago.

She quickly asked: "Do you know this person? Who is he?"

Si Shanguan snorted and said: "He is a traitor to our immortal world. Although being an immortal cannot truly live forever, he can still live longer than ordinary people. I even feel that my life is lonely, but he is not satisfied."

After a pause, he sighed and said: "Humans are always dissatisfied. What's the use of saying that you can live as long as the fields?"

Shui Ling didn't know what the use was of living for such a long time, he just thought it would be good to live a normal life.

"Then what's his name? What are his abilities?"

Si Shanguan said: "What's it called..." He obviously paused for a moment before replying: "I forgot."

Shuiling held his forehead and looked at the people approaching step by step. His targets were Yanyan and Ci Nian.

Obviously Yanyan was very scared. Ci Nian strode over and stopped Yan Yan behind him. He said coldly: "Ci Yi, don't make the same mistake again and again."

It turns out that the man's name is Ci Yi, so he and Ci Nian should come from the same place, both are monks.

At this time, Si Shanguan sneered, "He was originally from the Immortal Sect, but something happened and he went to the Buddhist Sect."

Shui Ling was as curious as if she had a cat scratching in her heart. She asked, "What happened? Whether it's a villain or a kind person, they all have an unusual story."

Si Shanguan was silent again, as if he was deliberately trying to whet his appetite.

But the compassion and compassion over there have already begun to fight, and the moves they use are like Qigong waves. You can only hear the sound of breaking through the air but cannot see the actual substance.

Shui Ling moved her position, took out her whip and pulled Yanyan into her arms, then held her and squatted in the corner.

"Let's squat in the corner first and wait until they get tired of beating us."

Yanyan asked weakly: "Why don't you go and help Cinian?"

Shui Ling asked back: "Don't you hate him? You even hate him. Why should I help?"

Yanyan was silent, sadness appeared on her face, "It's not hate..."

Shui Ling licked her lips. She now had two stories waiting for her, but the parties involved in these two stories didn't tell them. It was really annoying.

In the end, the gentle Yanyan said: "I can't say I hate you. I was poisoned when I was six years old and I never grew up. I'm still like this after I turned 18."

She mocked herself and said: "Watching other sisters getting married and having children, I can only be a child. I also long for someone to love me and care for me."

"Once I went to the temple to see Cinian after drinking secretly. Because I lived in seclusion, he didn't know that I was a princess or that I was 18 years old, so he treated me like a child."

A smile appeared on Yanyan's face, and tenderness appeared in her eyes.

She continued: "I think he is the best man in the world and I want to marry him."

Then her expression darkened, "But I know that he is a monk and a national master, and it is impossible for him to marry a wife."

"I would quietly pretend to be a child and often go to see him secretly. He would leave me delicious snacks and fruits."

"That year was my happiest time, but it's a pity..."

She suddenly stopped talking.

The pricked ears of Shui Ling couldn't wait for the next sentence, as if they had swallowed a ball of cotton in their throat and couldn't hold it in.

Fortunately, Yanyan did not pause for long and continued: "On my 19th birthday, an envoy from the Fan Kingdom came to visit. The Fan Bang princess was very beautiful, with eyes like the sky, golden hair, and a good figure."

Shui Ling saw deep envy in Yanyan's eyes, what a pitiful girl.

Yanyan continued: "That princess was originally going to marry my father, but when she saw Imperial Master Cinian, she insisted on taking him away."

"The Imperial Master and my father naturally disagreed and asked her to replace her, but the princess threw Ci Nian down in public and kissed him on the lips."

"In this way, the two of them have a physical relationship, so Ci Nian can only return to secular life and marry her."

She bit her lip and said, "I originally wished him well, after all, I can't be a normal woman."

She laughed self-deprecatingly again, "Ci Nian was unwilling to return to secular life and get married, so he surrounded himself with firewood and lit it, hoping to die."

"I like him, how could I watch her die and just throw herself into the fire, thinking that it would be a blessing to be burned to death with him."

Shui Ling couldn't help but frown. Is this monk stupid? Will he be responsible for being kissed?

If it were me, I would just slap you back and make you act like a hooligan.

Yanyan rolled up her sleeves. There was a burn on her left arm. She touched the scar and said, "When he saw that I couldn't get out alive, he had no choice but to pick me up and jump out of the ring of fire."

"Later I begged my father to let Ci Nian be my consort. My father didn't want Ci Nian to leave the country, so I agreed."

"On the wedding day, I told Cinian that I was not a normal woman and could not give him what he wanted."

"He didn't say anything, and I also said that I would let him go free after the princess leaves."

"Unexpectedly, the princess turned around and married my father, just to see when we would divorce."

Shui Ling touched her chin. If she were that princess and fell in love with a man, and that man was snatched away by someone else... she might do the same thing.

After all, Princess Yanyan is just a child, she cannot be a real wife.

Yanyan sighed and sneered, "After Ci Nian got married to me, I listened to everything he said and did whatever he wanted. I even built a Buddhist temple."

After a pause, he said: "He is also very kind to me. He built me ​​the back hall, which was built according to the appearance that children like."

Shui Ling couldn't help but ask: "Do you like it? After all, you are not a real child."

Yanyan was silent.

Shui Ling continued: "Maybe he is deliberately avoiding the fact that you are an adult soul, and building these things is to deceive himself."

Yanyan suddenly raised her head and looked at Shui Ling, staring straight at Shui Ling, which made Shui Ling feel a little hairy.

Shui Ling asked: "Are you angry?"

Yanyan shook her head, "No, your words woke me up. I understand. He has never liked me, and I have never entered his heart."

"All the seemingly doting on me is used by him to deceive himself, all used to deceive himself..."

Yanyan covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly, her voice so sad that Shui Ling couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

Shui Ling hugged Yanyan and comforted her softly: "Cry. In fact, it can be seen from his actions just now that he cares about you. There must be some misunderstanding between you."

Yanyan shook her head and burst into tears.

Shui Ling sighed, and she suddenly thought of a possibility, so she asked: "Yanyan, have you never talked to him about what's on your mind?"

Yanyan looked up at her and asked confusedly: "Why are you talking about what's on my mind?"
Chapter completed!