The Golden Summit Palace is the destination of Yan Zhuo's trip, and it is also the important task entrusted to him by Qiao Zhenyue. The matter of Baiyun Villa started with him, so he naturally has the responsibility to handle this matter for Qiao Zhenyue.
"Well, we have been delayed in Yunmeng Lake for two days, and it is time to leave for the Golden Summit Palace. The matters involved are important and must be arranged as soon as possible. If this matter is preempted by Baiyun Villa, I don't know how much more trouble will be added to the world.
Innocent souls are in debt."
What Yan Zhuo said was very high-sounding, and no one who heard it could fault it, but Xiang'er was not happy, very unhappy.
"Yes, that's right, your important affairs are important. I know that you, Master Yan, only care about the world and the great affairs of the world. You just want to send me to Dadan. You can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous person. When we part,
Do you want to say that we will say goodbye to each other from now on and meet again if we are destined to meet each other? If we can see each other in the future, it is destiny, and if we cannot see each other, it means there is no destiny, right?"
As Xiang'er said this, her eyelids turned red. She knew that she shouldn't be unhappy. She also knew that what Yan Zhuo said was right. He knew that what happened at the Golden Summit Palace was a big deal.
But why did he still laugh when he heard Fang Yingnan say those words just now? Didn't he know that Fang Yingnan's words had completely offended him?
Why should he excuse Fang Yingnan? It is true that any boy is not passionate, but being passionate is not indiscriminate. He has been happy with so many women, and now he wants to make himself happy in his dreams. What girl can bear this?
"Speak, Yanzhuo! Why don't you speak? You just want to throw me back to Dadan alone so that you and Mu Yunfeng can go live happily with that Fang Yingnan. You are the only one in your world.
Those big things and small things are more important than me, right?"
Yan Zhuo was stunned, and so was Mu Yunfeng.
Neither of them expected that Xiang'er would explode at this moment, and the explosion would be so complete, as if all the suppressed emotions along the way would be released.
Yan Zhuo wanted to speak, but his lips closed and opened again, but not a word came out.
Xiang'er looked at the silent Yan Zhuo, grabbed the jade pendant from his waist, and threw it at Yan Zhuo. The jade pendant was a birthday gift from Xiang'er's mother, and it was her favorite object. However, at this moment, it was ruthlessly thrown at Yan Zhuo.
Zhuo's face.
Yan Zhuo saw the jade pendant coming at him, but he forgot to dodge, and just froze on the spot, waiting for the jade pendant to hit his face.
The crystal clear jade hits the face that is as clear as jade.
A little red dyed the jade red, and also dyed the face red.
Yan Zhuo's eyes moved, and he didn't know whether it was because he was in pain or something. In an instant, he stretched out two fingers and caught the jade pendant that was about to fall to the ground.
He could grab Xiang'er's jade pendant in the blink of an eye, but he couldn't block Xiang'er's pretentious blow.
Seeing the red line on Yan Zhuo's cheeks, Xiang'er's eyelids were as red as red clouds, and pearl-like crystal tears gathered in the corners of his eyes: "Why don't you hide?"
"I can't hide." Yan Zhuo said.
Xiang'er snorted coldly: "Yan Daxia, who is famous in the world, can't avoid a casual blow from a woman like me?"
Mu Yunfeng looked at Yan Zhuo and Xiang'er and wanted to persuade these two young and inexperienced boys and girls, but Yan Zhuo reached out to stop them.
"I can't hide away, I just can't hide away. I can't hide away from anything that belongs to you, I can't hide from your smile, I can't hide from your tears, every time you're angry, every time you're happy
, I can’t even hide away. Every time your eyes blink, my heart will beat once. I want to say goodbye to you in Yunmeng. That’s because I know it’s dangerous to go here. You will definitely be better off staying in your palace.
Stay safe with me! I don’t want anything to happen to you. I’m not afraid of the dangers in this world. I’m just afraid of swords that you can’t dodge in the future. I’m just afraid that I won’t be by your side then! Promise me to stay well in the Palace of the Great Dan Prince.
When I go back, when this world is stable, I will definitely look for you, I will definitely look for you non-stop, even if you ask me to stay by your side forever, I will be willing and extremely happy!"
As Yan Zhuo said this, the blood from the wound on his cheek had stained half of his cheek red.
Cheeks as white as jade, red as blood.
"I know, I know." The tears in Xiang'er's eyes have rolled down like a waterfall, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should know your thoughts, your face... your face will be scabbed in the future.
What should I do if I get a scar?”
As she said this, her slender, green-white fingers were already caressing the wound, and the sadness in her eyes was like holding the peach blossoms scattered in April.
Yan Zhuo smiled slightly and took a step closer to Xiang'er.
Mu Yunfeng, who was on the side, saw the situation, walked aside wisely, and jumped out, not to disturb the pair of little mandarin ducks.
"I'll give you your jade pendant." Yan Zhuo said, "If you wear the jade pendant and get a scar on your face, I will blackmail you for the rest of my life. I will be your sweetheart for the rest of my life."
When Xiang'er heard what Yan Zhuo had achieved, he was happy at first. He shyly turned his head and cursed: "I don't want a pretty boy, I want a great hero. I want a great hero. Just go ahead and do your great thing. I will be there for you."
Dadan is waiting for you to come back. Promise me that if the Jianghu matter comes to an end, you must come to Dadan to find me. With the name of your great hero Yan Zhuo, come to my house to propose marriage to me!"
Yan Zhuo nodded heavily and hung the bloody jade pendant back on Xiang'er's waist.
The jade pendant moved slightly on the waist, and the person turned into a pool of spring water in his arms.
In the room, Fang Yingnan was leaning against the wall, his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably, and traces of blood seeped out from his waist and abdomen, dyeing the white cloth bright red. He gritted his teeth and controlled his emotions. He didn't want the wall
The two people outside heard his breath, not wanting anyone to know how lonely and fragmented he felt at this moment.
A pair of clenched fists "clucked", the sound of heartbreak...
He loves Xiang'er like crazy.
But Xiang'er loves Yan Zhuo. He can see that Xiang'er loves Yan Zhuo madly.
He was thinking, what if there was no Yan Zhuo in this world?
No, he didn't dare to think about it. Yan Zhuo was his savior, and his martial arts was far superior to his own.
He thinks he has an unparalleled sense of style, but compared with Yan Zhuo, his style is worse than dirt.
He dug his nails deeply into his flesh, using the pain in his palms to relieve the pain in his heart.
why why!
In this world, when we are there to deal with the difficulties, why is there still You Yanzhuo!
