The hallucinations in front of Ling Tianyun's eyes began to intensify and change, and the face that had turned into a flower slowly became clear. After the huge red flowers gathered, they began to turn into small red flowers again. The flowers kept changing, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into the body of the flowers.

A complete Duo'er appeared in front of Ling Tianyun, a pink skirt and inky green silk casually draped over her shaved shoulders. There seemed to be only one person in heaven and earth, and she walked towards Ling Tianyunying. From Ling Tianyun's eyes, he slowly got money, and slowly, the Duo'er in front of Ling Tianyun's eyes approached step by step from his eyes.

At this time, Duo'er has an extremely delicate face, and her graceful body is like a fairy in the clouds. Ling Tianyun began to get a little drunk when he saw it, he opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't dare to close his eyes, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, the beauty in front of him would disappear from his sight.

"Dol",

Ling Tianyun couldn't help but murmur in his heart, he stretched out his hand, trying to caress the Duo'er in front of him. Everything in front of him slowly invaded his mind, and he could no longer tell whether it was an illusion or a reality. The obsessive gaze lost any luster, and the drunken countenance almost showed that he had indulged in the girl's charm.

Seeing this, the girl who was performing the charm couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but she still had a trace of panic in her heart. She couldn't help but feel guilty in her heart, she didn't do it intentionally. She just wanted to teach this kid who didn't know how to raise a lesson, who told him to have no pity at all, he put down his body, and he was still so unwavering. Thinking of his bright and clean smile, her heart didn't feel sour.

Thinking of the name that came out of his mouth, her heart tingled again, why was this happening. Perhaps he and he will never have a chance to reconcile again, and this time the two sides will be forced into a state of hostility again. Who can blame this, blame yourself or blame him for his ignorance, maybe it's neither, maybe it's God's arrangement in the dark. She can only comfort herself like this, only then will she feel a little better in her heart.

Qin Zhengyang glanced at the girl worriedly, and his hands gradually began to feel conscious. A decision flashed through his mind, he knew that his young lady had no killing intent towards Ling Tianyun. He vaguely felt that Ling Tianyun's scourge had to be removed, it was an intuition, an intuition of loyalty to that girl.

He felt the hands that had regained a trace of consciousness, and with great difficulty, he pulled out a foot-long dagger from his bosom. He seemed to be struggling, but he still made up his mind, raised his dagger and stabbed it into Ling Tianyun's heart.

When the girl saw Qin Zhengyang's actions, her face suddenly panicked and became even paler. She hurriedly forcibly withdrew the charm she was casting, and the forced revocation of the charm she was casting was immediately counterattacked. A stream of hot blood poured out of her throat and rushed to her mouth, and she was unsteady on her feet, her body shaking.

The girl forcibly held back the hot blood that was about to rush up, and hurriedly stabilized her body and shouted to Qin Zhengyang: "Don't, stop quickly." After saying that, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. She twisted her head away and didn't spray directly at Ling Tianyun, but at the old monk lying on the table.

She felt her body go limp, and she was leaning on the table weakly, she knew that it was too late for her to stop Qin Zhengyang. However, it still took a few breaths for Ling Tianyun to recover from that charm, and in just these few breaths, Qin Zhengyang was enough to stab the dagger in his hand into his chest.

A sense of powerlessness surged into her heart, she knew that Qin Zhengyang had made such a decision for her good, but also to protect her. But could she blame him, why did she have a huge pain in her heart like a knife. She hadn't thought about killing Ling Tianyun, but Ling Tianyun had died because of her.

She had already exhausted all her strength due to the use of charms, and even the last words to stop Qin Zhengyang seemed to have exhausted the power that suddenly and unexpectedly erupted from her whole body. She no longer had the strength to stop Qin Zhengyang's movements, all she could do was close her eyes. She couldn't bear to see Ling Tianyun splattering blood in front of her like this, she couldn't bear it, but she didn't dare more.

She closed her eyes, but a hot tear ran down her cheek from the corner of her eye. Why does she still have a feeling of heartbreak, as if she has lost what she loves most in the whole world. Why is she so fragile at this time, she has always been proud, she has always considered herself the strongest woman in the world. She could agree to the advice of the elders of the tribe and get engaged to an unknown prince of the Khitan kingdom for the sake of her tribe, and she could be trapped in wolves for her tribe for three days and three nights, just because it was to send a little food to the tribe.

Because she is the hope of the entire tribe, if she is not engaged to the Khitan prince who has not yet met, then she will be greeted by the killing and slaughter of their entire tribe. She was no longer her own since she was born, she belonged to the whole tribe. She couldn't bear to see her father, who was the chief of her tribe, with a sad face every day, and she couldn't stand the people in the tribe looking at her with hopeful eyes.

She is Wanyan Yan, the daughter of the chief of the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchen tribe, a proud tribal princess. And she is also a poor person who has been sacrificed for the whole tribe since she was born.

Wan Yanyan didn't wipe the tears that ran down her cheeks with her hands, and the tears rolled down one by one, turning into a slender stream. The stream of tears flowed down the sides of her cheeks like a hot stream, washing away her delicate face that was slightly rouge.

Her mind showed Ling Tianyun's clean and clear eyes, as well as his charming smile that was so annoying and bright. One threw ripples into her heart, so that she could no longer completely forget that hateful and lovely face.

Wan Yanyan closed her eyes, how she wished she could close her eyes like this forever. She hoped that the face in his mind that made her hate and love would never disappear, and she hoped that it would all be engraved in her mind forever.

The dagger raised by Qin Zhengyang stabbed towards Ling Tianyun's chest, his movements were not very fast due to Ling Tianyun's numb hands, and they were still a little slow. But he felt that was enough, and his eyes began to turn bloody. He seemed to see Ling Tianyun stabbed by the dagger in his hand and fell in a pool of blood.

Qin Zhengyang's blood-red eyes looked at the dagger approaching Ling Tianyun's chest without blinking, his eyes began to become excited, and his face began to distort due to excitement.

The dagger he raised was less than three feet away from Ling Tianyun's chest, but Ling Tianyun still didn't seem to be waking up. There was no luster in his eyes, and the gaze of his eyes was stupid, not caring in the slightest about the dagger that had been stabbed into his chest.

None of them noticed that the old monk lying on the table had woken up at some point, and he watched it all with interest. However, there was not a single drop of blood spit out by Wan Yan Yan on his body, and no one noticed that Wan Yan Yan's blood had already turned into a blood mist and sprinkled on the ground. Looking at Yan Yan's pale face under her closed eyes, the old monk couldn't help frowning. A long sigh. Immediately, he waved his wide sleeves again, and a grand and gentle aura surged towards Wan Yanyan's body.

Wan Yan Yan, who was intoxicated by her memories of Ling Tianyun, didn't feel the old monk's actions at all, and she didn't feel that warm aura had covered her whole body. She leaned against the edge of the table, her body almost staggering, but she still didn't fall.

Wan Yan Yan still closed her eyes tightly, and she realized at this time that it was not she who had performed a charm on Ling Tianyun, but that Ling Tianyun had broken through her proud heart barrier. Maybe she is no longer the princess of the arrogant and strong Jurchen Wanyan tribe, at least at this time.

At this time, she began to feel a soft breath covering her body, like a cool spring that began to moisten her languishing body. She couldn't help but open her heavy eyes, and everything in front of her stunned her, "Ah", she couldn't help but exclaim.

Wan Yanyan's eyes were wide open, and her right hand couldn't help but cover her cherry mouth.

I saw Qin Zhengyang looking at Ling Tianyun with a frightened look in his eyes, and the dagger in his hand was less than a foot in front of Ling Tianyun's chest, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute.

However, Ling Tianyun still showed his bright smile, the corners of his mouth were still raised, and a few white teeth flickered out of his mouth. He was looking at Wan Yanyan, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger. Such a gaze made Wan Yanyan feel a little panicked, she didn't dare to meet Ling Tianyun's gaze, and she didn't feel that her head was hanging down again. She knew that there was no chance of reconciliation with him again, even if Ling Tianyun didn't kill her and her subordinates, they would just become passers-by in the future.

She never expected it to be like this, and although she didn't like it, she had to accept it. Thinking of this, she began to regain her self-confidence again, her arrogance, the princess of the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchen tribe returned to this body again.

She raised her head to meet Ling Tianyun's gaze again, and she didn't flinch. Since it is irretrievable, let's face it bravely, but there is still a bit of loss in her heart that occupies the bottom of her heart.

"Ling Gongzi, good means, the little woman admires." Wan Yan Yan said a blessing to Ling Tianyun and then said, her tone was very calm and light.

Ling Tianyun's tiger eyes flashed, and he let go of the hand that was holding Qin Zhengyang's arms. Qin Zhengyang no longer has any threat to him, and he no longer cares about this person. However, the woman in front of him was scheming, which made him unguardable. He dodged the maiden's salute to him, and then tilted his head slightly to see the old monk sitting beside him with a smile and a groan.

This old bald donkey woke up only when he knew he had done it. If his life is not guaranteed, this dead monk may not stretch out a finger to help him. He secretly scolded in his heart, but he still greeted the old monk: "Master, I slept well this night." ”

"You are a muddy boy, you care about the old monk and me like this, and you have given you the education that the old man has given you along the way." The old monk said with a big grin at the corner of his mouth. There is also a hazel hanging from the corner of his mouth, which is as funny as it is if it is not too funny.

"Thank you Brother Qin for the pancakes, let the little brother remember it for the rest of his life," Ling Tianyun said to the stunned Qin Zhengyang, who didn't look at Yan Yan again. He walked out of the room, his back paused slightly, and then he departed again, with a very large stride like a meteor.

The old monk shook his head helplessly, sighed, and followed Ling Tianyun out of the room.

"The little woman thanked the master." Wan Yan Yan saluted the old monk's back.

The old monk also paused as he stepped out of the threshold, and a sentence came into Wan Yanyan's ears: "The charm technique of 'Xuan Confusing Charming Heart' will be used less in the future, and I will say hello to your great wizard for Lao Wei, she knows Lao Qian's." ”

Wan Yanyan looked at the back of the old monk leaving, I don't know if she heard the old monk's words, she looked at it in a daze, and a trace of pain appeared in her eyes. The encounter with Ling Tianyun, but fate played such a trick on people, so that they only met because they would become passers-by again. Maybe when we meet again in the future, there will be no more intersections, and maybe they may become enemies who fight for their lives.

She knew that Ling Tianyun didn't ask them again to explain everything, because Ling Tianyun didn't care who they were anymore. He was already discouraged by the harm he had done twice, and he didn't even disdain Qin Zhengyang, who had killing intent towards him, because he didn't care about them at all.

"From then on, we met passers-by." ，

Wan Yanyan felt melancholy in her heart, and she sighed secretly.