Luo Zhongting looked at everything in front of him, shocked.

When Tianle slowly flew down and smiled at him, he came to his senses.

Holding Tianle's hand, he looked solemn: "Do you know your eyes are purple?"

"My eyes are purple?" Tianle was startled.

"When you were promoted, your eyes were shining with purple light." Luo Zhongting said again.

"Isn't it very scary? How could this happen?" Tianle's shock was no less than Luo's Atrium.

"It's not scary, it's beautiful. However, your promotion can only be in space in the future, so that people know that you have purple eyes will be bad for you." Luo Zhongting tried his best to calm himself down, for fear that he would scare Tianle.

Next, Tianle's words worried him, and Tianle said, "If my eyes were purple when I was promoted, then Yuwen Yanran, her maid, Murong Wenche and Zhuge Yunlang all knew about it."

"If you know, you will know. Just don't let others know again in the future." Luo Zhongting stretched out his hand, gently lifted a strand of hair in front of Tianle's forehead behind his ears, held her hand, and returned to the Jin Palace. But in his heart, he was thinking that Yuwen Yanran could not keep it anymore. In order to protect his lover, he did not hesitate to dye his hands blood.

Tianle insisted on going back to her clinic, but Luo Zhongting did not try to keep him.

After a little disappointment, Tianle turned back to the clinic.

And Luo Ancestral headed straight to the study room of Xiyuan.

Outside, the master was holding a book and watching carefully under the candle.

"Master, Tianle has purple eyes, do you know?" Luo Zhongting went straight to the subject, and flicked his sleeves, and the grass, trees, mountains and rocks in front of the study were arranged again.

Mr. Dongli put down the book, nodded with a serious expression: "She is the descendant of the dragon. It is recorded in the master's letter that among the descendants of the dragon and the general, there were no purple-eyed people in several generations. The purple-eyed people were born with the mission of protecting the demon world."

"But she is not a demon." Luo Zhongting couldn't help but feel excited. She was just a warrior in the Purple Xuan Realm. How could she have the ability to protect the demon world?

"Everything has life, and it is a gathering of spirits. Whether humans, monsters, or just elves, they are gathering of spirits, and their spirits are scattered. Humans have only one more body than elves. Tianle has purple pupils, so they have such a mission. Everything has a source. Compared to your mission of unifying the Nine Continents, it is actually easier for her to protect the demon world. Although the fairy has extraordinary abilities, she is simple in her mind. Tianle has purple pupils, which is an extremely noble dragon clan. The monster world will not hurt her, but humans have unpredictable thoughts!" Mr. Dongli said earnestly, stood up, patted Luo Zhongting's shoulder, and said, "I am tired of being a teacher, I'm going to sleep."

Luo Zhongting quickly changed into night clothes, put on a silver mask, held the space scroll in his hand, and flashed his body and arrived at the inn.

On Yuwen Yanran's roof, he gently uncovered a tiles and looked down at everything in the hall like a god of death.

The two maids were removing the burden of Yuwen Yanran, including hairpins, headdresses, earrings, rouge, wrist buckles, jewelry...

Yuwen Yanran sat upright like a statue of a god while cursing: "You guy, what good luck did that jianle have? How could he suddenly become so powerful in the martial arts rank? Is there any magic weapon or the alchemy spirit fruit used?"

Before the maid could answer, she said angrily: "No matter whether she has magic weapons or has obtained any spiritual fruit, in short, tomorrow, I will want her to die. I want the emperor to kill her. The emperor is a master of Orange Xuan. Killing her is as simple as killing an ant."

"Princess, don't forget that the prince is preparing for the competition. He wants to marry Tianle back to our country of Yatu to be a princess. By that time, she will become your princess's sister-in-law." The maid analyzed while carefully taking off the necklace on Yuwen Yanran's neck.

"Hmph. She dreamed, the emperor said that he would rather destroy the things he could not get. As long as I let the emperor believe that among the many suitors, he had no chance of winning, he would definitely kill Tianle!" Yuwen Yanran sneered and curled the corners of her lips. It sounded like this, she was still a little brainy.

The maid shut up and took off all Yuwen Yanran's jewelry with concentration, and began to remove makeup again. The other maid took off Yuwen Yanran's coat.

A silver light flashed by, and a dagger exclusive to Jiuzhou Alliance penetrated into Yuwen Yanran's heart. Before she could shout, her head tilted, she swallowed, and looked ugly. Her eyes looked at the direction of the roof. Obviously, she had already felt the direction of the crisis before she died.

"ah--"

"Ah—Help—Princess, Princess—"

The two maids were frightened and ran out. Two daggers flew over and the two maids fell to the ground.

Yuwen Yanran slid on her back in the chair, her eyes still staring at the direction of the roof, dying with her eyes open. The two maids also stared at the terrified eyes, and were indecent.

Yuwen Nankang, who was in the next hall, heard the movement and rushed to the scene. When he saw the scene in the hall, he was shocked. His sister was dead, with a pool of red blood on her chest and her eyes were turning white.

"Yanran..." He walked over, with a last glimmer of hope in his heart. He picked up Yuwen Yanran's body, shook, and kept calling her name, "Yanran... Yanran, wake up, wake up..."

In this world, there will never be a willful and unruly woman who says to him: "Brother, I want to marry the Seventeenth Emperor. Only he is worthy of me. I don't care, you have to help me."

"Brother, good brother, I only like the Seventeenth Emperor Uncle."

"Brother, as long as you ask me to marry the Seventeenth Emperor, will it be okay if I listen to you in everything?"

"Hmph, if you don't help me get married to the Seventeenth Emperor, I will go back and tell my father that you actually promised ten cities to marry a folk woman."

"These are five cities."

"I'd say it's ten."

“…”

"Yanran..." Yuwen Nankang hugged Yanran's body and was deeply saddened. His eyes only saw the dagger on Yanran's chest.

"Jiuzhou Alliance--" A voice of gritting teeth broke out from his mouth. On the hill not far away, the birds and beasts living inhabited were frightened and ran around.

"Come here, I went to the east of the city overnight to buy the best coffin." Yuwen Nankang ordered.

Immediately someone came and left.

It was a busy night.

In the top coffin, Yuwen Yanran lost her life forever.

Under the coffin, the eternal lights flashed.

In front of the coffin is a mourning hall that was tied up overnight. The white paper flowers exuded a coldness and a breath of death.

At the entrance to the hall, several maids knelt on the ground, wearing white mourning clothes, and burning round paper money cryingly. Sparks were splashing in the brazier.

Yuwen Nankang stared at the direction of the coffin and gave an order: "Happy!"
Chapter completed!