"Why do we have to be like this? Why?"

Why? Why? The depths of Jian Mucheng's soul were also clamoring.

"We are still one, right? What you want is what I want, so now, please give me what I want..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Mucheng felt that Jian Yao had stirred up all the passion lurking in his body and turned it into an indestructible torrent. The originally rock-solid defense line collapsed instantly. All the muscles in Jian Mucheng's body bulged.

, the whole body was as red as blood, Jian Yao straightened up, brought him to his lower abdomen, and said in a trembling voice:

"Brother Mu Cheng, you still love me, right? I want you... to prove it to me..."

At that moment, Jian Mucheng suddenly woke up, pushed Jian Yao away, jumped into the middle of the pool and said coldly:

"I said that I don't allow others to disturb me when I'm bathing, and that 'other' includes you!"

Jian Yao's originally passionate eyes dimmed, and he bit his lower lip hard. He turned around and walked ashore quickly, and ran out of the hall without looking back. Jian Mucheng walked quietly to the edge of the pool alone, holding his hand on the pool.

Yan's fingers trembled slightly, and suddenly with a loud roar, Jian Mucheng clenched his fist and hit the ground hard...

It was very quiet in the main hall, with only the sound of gurgling water, some gravel scattered around the white jade pool, and the eye-catching blood stains flowed along the bank of the pool into the light green spring water, dyeing it a lonely pink...

It is late at night outside the house, the heat has receded, and the rain is coming in dormantly.

"Okay, why does it start raining?"

"It's okay here. In Nanyang, it rains every day!"

"I heard that the girls in Nanyang are beautiful!"

"Go, go, go! You are so beautiful. The most beautiful woman in our Nanyang is the king of the country. She is not the one you married to Dongyin?!"

Duan Enli sipped the wine in his hand, leaning on the porch and watching the raindrops falling on the eaves. The soldiers were chatting in the house. For a time, there were no differences in national boundaries. When could this continent have such long-lasting peace?

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and everyone in the house was startled. They gathered around Duan Enli and looked up to the sky. Duan Enli smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to retreat into the house, a guard beside him suddenly screamed;

"Ghost!!!"

Everyone followed his finger and looked up, only to see a woman in red standing high up in the wind and rain. In this dark rainy night, it really made people feel chilly in their hearts and made their whole body weak.

"It's really a ghost, and a fierce ghost in red!"

Duan Enli didn't believe it, so he squeezed to the front and squinted his eyes to look. He couldn't help but feel startled. He immediately turned around and rushed out of the house, jumping to the tall building!

High in the ancient palace, she was independent and graceful. Lightning penetrated the darkness and reflected on her slightly tilted face. A deep yearning turned into bone-crushing pain. Rain and tears intertwined, but it still couldn't be washed away.

With the brightness of her soul at this moment, she is still heartbreakingly beautiful.

Suddenly there was a person behind him. Without any explanation, he wrapped her whole body in his robe. Duan Enli held Jian Yao in his arms. The rain wet his whole body and even his face was blurred.

.

"The Lord..."

"He doesn't want me anymore..."

"Master, please go back to your house!"

"My relationship with him is now separated by the turbulent foggy river, the vast land of Nanyang and Dongyin, and the thousands of people of the two countries... so... we can never go back..."

The rain stopped and the night was surprisingly quiet. Most people had gone to sleep. I don't know who could still see the thin red shadow in someone's dream. Jian Yao sat by the window in silence, and Duan Enli leaned aside.

He looked at her quietly on his desk. After a while, she asked:

“Is there a difference between ‘not loving’ and ‘cannot love’?”

Duan Enli's eyes darkened and he said softly: "Yes!"

"You too?"

Duan Enli remained silent and turned his face to hide the sadness in his eyes. Jian Yao sighed lightly and continued:

"There may be a difference for the 'loving' person, but not for the 'loved' one! 'I don't love you', 'I can't love you', 'I'm sorry, I hurt you', 'I'm sorry, I have to

Hurt you'; it's all not love, it's all hurt..."

"Maybe..." Duan Enli's expression became erratic, and Jian Yao laughed at himself and said:

"We will go back to Nanyang tomorrow!"

Duan Enli stood up, bowed slightly, and turned to leave. Jian Yao was still sitting by the window, and there was a slight tearing sound in his heart...

"Pop!" The sound of a vase breaking was heard in the room. Not long after, there was another sound of a chair being knocked over. Jian Yao remained motionless. After a while, the ornaments on the shelf fell one by one and shattered all over the floor.

But Jian Yao didn't seem to hear it. Feng Xie jumped to her side out of boredom and looked closely at her face.

"Have you had enough?"

The voice was cold, and Jian Yao looked out the window aimlessly.

"It's not fun, you ignore me!"

Feng Xie jumped onto the tea table, sat down, and shook his legs inelegantly.

"If you want to steal anything else, just do it. I can give you anything except the antidote!"

"real?"

Feng Xie became more energetic and rushed to Jian Yao's eyes. His eyes were shining and he asked, "Can I steal anything?"

Jian Yao nodded and turned to look at him for the first time, but still hesitated when he met the malicious look on his face:

"What do you want to steal?"

Feng Xie chuckled, raised his hand and hit Jian Yao hard on the back of the head. The moment Jian Yao lost consciousness, he realized that what this kid wanted was to steal someone!

The carriage staggered along the bumpy road. The light inside the carriage was dim. Feng Xie shook his still groggy head and looked around with wide eyes. Jian Yao was sitting inside, and a few rays of light shone in.

Her indifferent face looked particularly lifeless.

"Are you awake?"

Jian Yao didn't look at him, just stared at the tiny light from the gap.

"Uh...where is this?"

Feng Xie scratched his head, and the moment he felt refreshed, he realized that he had been drugged and could not perform his martial arts. Could it be Jian Yao? Looking at her, she still looked dead, as if the person who had borrowed money from her suddenly suddenly

All dead.

"In the carriage!"

Feng Xie cursed in a low voice. He could smell the stinky smell of the horse and knew that what was said in the carriage was all nonsense!

"Otherwise, where do you think it is?"

Jian Yao turned to look at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I want to ask, who is so kind as to buy a car for us to ride in? Also, where is this car going?"

Jian Yao looked at him carefully for a while, and then asked, "Aren't you and Chu Yu the same person?"

Feng Xie's heart sank, and he suddenly grabbed Jian Yao's shoulders, forcing her to look at him. He said seriously: "Girl!"

Jian Yao frowned, not knowing what he was up to, and looked at him in confusion.

"Based on my many years of experience traveling around the world, I can be sure of one thing..."

Jian Yao's brows were almost knitted together. Even though he wanted to pat away the claws on his shoulders, he was still very curious about what he would say next.
Chapter completed!