Yuan Liangqin never thought that he would know the person standing opposite him today.

Not only did he know him, but he was also very familiar with him. He remembered that when he first entered the Yunqing Sect in his teenage years, Zhang Yun in front of him always carried him. The master was busy with his own cultivation. In addition, Yuan Liangqin was mediocre in his talent, and there were as many as six or seven disciples under his name, so he had no time to take care of him. It was Senior Brother Zhang Liangyun who kept taking him with him and encouraged him so that Yuan Liangqin would not lose himself on the road of cultivation.

He once compared Zhang Liangyun to his reborn parents. Perhaps this metaphor is somewhat inappropriate, but for Yuan Liangqin, Zhang Liangyun's status in his eyes was so noble.

But now, Yuan Liangqin is going to make a life-and-death farewell to Zhang Yun. He knew that with Zhang Yun's personality, he would not be able to capture Zhang Yun alive today. Zhang Yun is a arrogant person, a person who never surrenders and never bows his head. Yuan Liangqin knew that once he and Zhang Yun started a war, Zhang Yun would never die with him.

It was because of the black flag that Zhang Yun and Yuan Liangqin just had a hurry to fight, but Yuan Liangqin had already found out that Zhang Yun's strength was not as good as him. But Yuan Liangqin did not dare to underestimate Zhang Yun at all, because he knew that the senior brother standing opposite him had unique abilities.

Han Qing was still stunned when Yang Lan stared at his fierce and ferocious gaze, Yang Lan reached out and pushed Han Qing's chest hard. Han Qing felt a strong force coming from her chest. Without having time to react, Han Qing subconsciously relaxed his arms and just took two steps back, but was shocked to find that Yang Lan in her arms had fallen to the ground.

His eyes suddenly froze, and a cold light flashed in front of him. Han Qing only felt a lighter on his waist. The long sword that was originally hung around his waist was already held in her hand by Yang Lan. Han Qing looked horrified, because Yang Lan, who was slumped on the ground, shook her wrist, and the cold and cold sword blade in her hand had already appeared on Yang Lan's neck.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripped off Han Qing's forehead, but he could not have thought that Yang Lan's temperament was so strong. Seeing Yang Lan's hand-replaced sword against his neck, Han Qing shook his head regretfully and said to Yang Lan with an anxious look on his face, "This, how can you do this? Return the sword to me quickly."

The sudden change between Yang Lan and Han Qing made everyone present change their expressions. Zhang Yun, who was originally confronting Yuan Liangqin, moved in an instant with three or two steps. Yang Lan reached out and grabbed the sword in Yang Lan's hand.

"Stop!" Yang Lan's crisp shout made Zhang Yun's muscles protrude, and his tight muscles stayed only inch by a tiny climax away from Yang Lan. The sharp sword blade in Yang Lan's hand had already cut through Yang Lan's snow-white skin. Everyone could see that Yang Lan's decisive expression at this time, and the bright red blood flowed out between her neck. No one suspected that as long as Zhang Yun dared to take another step forward, Yang Lan would commit suicide on the spot.

Zhang Yun frowned and looked nervously as the sword blade in Yang Lan's hand was about to pierce into her neck. Zhang Yun said softly, "Lan, be good, don't be willful, let's talk about it if we have something to do, don't do anything stupid. How can I live without you?"

Yang Lan shook her head gently, her face full of tears, "With me, you can still live, but have you ever thought about how you want me to live without you? You want to fight Xiao Yuanzi for a lifetime and death. I will not be able to live or not, no one of you dies. You know that, why do you still do this?"

Yuan Liangqin shook his whole body suddenly, squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Lan with a deep face, shook his head gently, turned around and glared at Su Wenyuan who was about to move beside him. Yuan Liangqin sighed and said softly, "That's my senior sister."

Su Wending and Hua Wenlan looked at each other. Although Yuan Liangqin only had a few words Miaomiao in his words, these words contained too much. It seems that the relationship between the three senior uncles of the Yunqing School in front of him seemed very complicated.

Zhang Yun frowned, raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, sighed helplessly, and said to Yang Lan with a sad voice, "Why are you? What do you want me to do? You just need to say it to me."

Yang Lan had already burst into tears, and she shook her head gently. Yang Lan said with a crying look on her face, "Do you really know how to listen to me?"

Zhang Yun seemed to understand what Yang Lan said, and took a deep breath. Zhang Yun looked down at Yang Lan with a serious look and said gently, "Can you not understand my heart yet? No matter what I do, it is all for you. If you do, I will not do it yet? Why do you use this method to express your meaning? How bad is this good for you?"

Looking at Zhang Yun's gentle face, Yang Lan's face was filled with a happy smile, then she shook her head slightly, looking at Zhang Yun with complicated eyes, and said, "Then I just need you not to fight with Xiao Yuanzi, I want you to take out the broken article. Let's not live in this quagmire. If my disease cannot be cured, then it will not be cured. Let's find a place and you can accompany me to spend the rest of my life, okay?"

Zhang Yun suddenly trembled violently, and two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He looked at Yang Lan with an incredible look on his face. Zhang Yun shook his head violently and said, "No, no, I can't do this. You only have three months of life. You can't be so selfish, you can't!"

Yuan Liangqin was shocked when he heard Zhang Yun's words, and trembled violently. He turned his head. Yuan Liangqin looked at Yang Lan who was slumped on the ground with an incredible look on his face, and said in a trembling voice, "How is this possible! Senior sister, you, you can only..."

"Yes, little Yuanzi." Yang Lan gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head, and a warm smile was filled with a soft face, "Your senior brother is going to exchange that broken piece for Qiong Yingzhi, thinking that Qiong Yingzhi can cure my disease."

Yuan Liangqin frowned, and the expression on his face suddenly became sad. He shook his head gently. Yuan Liangqin looked at Zhang Yun with an incredible look, "It happened finally. Why didn't you say earlier that your senior sister has already fallen ill, but you haven't told me."
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