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Xian Yi's eyes were suffused with a dark green gloom. Not only were the depths of his eyes gloomy, they were also suffused with a sense of victory and ridicule, "Ankui Manhua, what are your last words before you die?"

He raised his right hand. His palm was like a deep pool, spinning in pitch black. Upon closer inspection, there was a black hole continuously spiralling in the center of his black palm. Moving.

A cloud of aura of death leaked out from the black hole and a stench spread out.

Xian Yi's head full of nether snake s were wildly dancing, as if they were dancing the dance of death.

Xian Chen had no choice but to hold his breath, because he realized that staying by Xian Yi's side was truly too horrible to look at.

Could it be that Xian Yi did not have a sense of smell? He didn't even smell the stench of his body?

Therefore, Xian Chen very rudely sized Xian Yi up from head to toe, and unrestrainedly said in his heart: "Damn it, how many days has it been since he last took a bath? To think that it would be so smelly! It was really unbearable. I can't breathe! This really makes me want to vomit... "No, no, I can't take it anymore …"

Xian Yi received Xian Chen's extremely disgusted expression and immediately understood that his body must be filled with a terrible stench.

His own strength relied on these filthy things, the Evil Spirits of the underworld were all rotten corpses that had been tortured to a point where life was worse than death.

Because these carrion corpses couldn't obtain hope to survive and free themselves, they would give birth to a great amount of resentment!

that are stored in the body. The vengeful aura of the Evil Spirit within was extremely enormous, and its hatred was extremely deep. Thus, the dark energy that it created was also the strongest.

What he lacked right now was this kind of extremely explosive dark energy!

Xian Yi headed towards Manhua's direction and closed in step by step.

A fishy stench permeated the air, as if a huge black cloud was covering the sky.

The black vortex hole in Xian Yi's palm continued to expand, layer after layer, circling each other.

Xian Chen watched the show from the back, his mouth curled up like an ice blade.

Xian Yi's black tornado was like a humongous black hole, enveloping Man Hua!

Vermillion Bird Fire, Fiery Burning.

And this black hole was like the abyss of hell, pressing down towards the true fire, as though it was going to suck in all the fire!

Under the pressure, Manhua had to grit his teeth and hold on.

In this black hole, the stars shone green.

It was as if a vicious viper was hidden inside the cave.

It was flicking its tongue, threatening Manhua.

Under the strong pressure, the snowflakes in his palm fell. It was filled with a myriad of colors.

The petals were glowing brightly.

When the snow on his palm began to blossom, one petal after another began to bloom.

A miracle happened. A bright light shot out from Manhua's hand into the sky.

The sky was holy. A lotus flower slowly bloomed from the bones of a flower.

Every time a petal of that pure flower bloomed, a refreshing fragrance would assail one's nostrils.

Those flowers were as light and transparent as white clouds.

It seemed like countless white clouds had gathered into a flower, clear, bright and ethereal.

Xian Yi and Xian Chen were immediately stunned.

Because, the sudden turn of events caused them to be unable to believe everything that was happening before their eyes.

A clematis herba could actually break the barrier on the platform.

On this platform, a magnificent appearance bloomed.

After the clematis herba bloomed, its huge petals immediately transformed into pieces of Cloud Ni.

The fragrance of the lotus filled the area.

The surrounding area was also filled with lotus petals.

White clouds floated around him.

One petal, two.

One piece, two pieces.

In front of their eyes. round, sublimation, rotation...

Xian Yi looked at Xian Chen and asked: "What's going on?"

Xian Chen opened his mouth, but suddenly realized that Ankui Manhua had disappeared in front of his eyes!

Xian Yi and Xian Chen looked at each other, not daring to believe it.

Someone had actually broken through the platform's barrier in an instant!

Damnit, his speed was incredibly fast.

God knows, he had secretly stolen the person away!

The Thousand Lotus petals were still blooming in front of him.

The lotus petals transformed into white clouds, gently vanishing in the wind.

Like smoke.

Like mist.

Wind like …

Xian Yi's eyes were like a blade, fiercely slashing towards Xian Chen.

"Hmph, didn't you say that this has nothing to do with Xian Lan? In the Heaven Realm, other than her, there was nothing else she could do. "Who else could it be other than this spell?"

Xian Chen was at a loss for words, his expression was as though he had just eaten a dead mouse, unable to utter a single word.

Xian Chen clenched his fists and replied with a tone as stiff as iron: "I will resolve this matter naturally.

Although the white cloud like petals had already scattered, the clematis herba's fragrance was still congealing and dancing on the tip of his nose.

When Xian Yi heard Xian Chen's tone of voice, his anger rose up, and the nether snake on his head leapt forward like a flame.

"Didn't you say you could kill Ankui Manhua? Now he's sneaking around right under your nose. How was this going to be resolved? Hmph, wasn't what you said just now all lies about wanting to kill him on this platform? To be able to spout such arrogant words, it truly makes one laugh in ridicule! "

Xian Yi's tone was so arrogant, that it made him jump: "What did you say? You're saying that I'm speaking crazy things? Hmph, didn't someone just say that they would kill Ankui Manhua that stinky brat with their own hands? What's wrong? Weren't you even more arrogant and ignorant than I was? Now that he's running away, I'm to blame! Don't forget, you were by his side when he escaped! Weren't you always admonishing yourself to be invincible? You can't even guard a lowly prisoner, and you still have the face to talk about me. How laughable! "

Xian Yi turned around, his eyes a red and dark red, his face fierce: "I'll go kill them right now! No matter if it's Ankui Manhua or Xian Lan, as long as I catch one of them, I will kill them immediately! No one can stop me today, so whoever stops me, I'll kill them! "

After Xian Yi finished speaking, he strode forward.

His head full of nether snake s excitedly opened their mouths filled with blood and saliva!

And Xian Chen's face had become extremely ugly!

Xian Chen stood there in a daze as his mind went blank.

He followed closely behind Xian Yi. Wherever Xian Yi went, he followed.

Xian Yi turned his head in a bad mood and glared at him, shouting, "I don't like being followed by a dog!"

A ball of black air entangled Xian Yi's forehead. Round and round.

The black Qi was like a black cloud pressing down, extremely cold and sinister.

Xian Chen's face suddenly darkened, as if a sh * t plate had been placed on it.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bulging like balls as he replied, "Who are you scolding!"

"I scold whoever follows me like a dog!"

Xian Yi's head was full of nether snake s shouting at Xian Chen. It was a hubbub.

Xian Chen held onto the Cosmic Bag tightly and snorted: "Let's go!"

Xian Yi flashed a vicious look from the corner of his eyes.

He saw a "Pu" sound. He had disappeared.

Xian Chen gnashed his teeth, "Xian Yi, the reason why I let you live for so long isn't because I want you to come and make fun of me! "If it wasn't for …"

Hmph, in the end, he was so angry that he endured everything.

The two words "Xian Lan" surfaced in Xian Chen's mind.

Now was not the time to be angry, he should first find Xian Lan first.

Xian Yi, this person, would normally exchange words with others. If she really wanted to kill Xian Lan, he would definitely do what he said.

A strand of cold air came out from the bottom of Xian Chen's heart.

If Xian Lan betrayed him one day.

What would he do if he chose between power and a woman?

Xian Chen's pupils became deep, like steel bars, sturdy. Hard and cold!

He looked at his hands, one holding power, and the other holding Xian Lan.

A thought flashed through his mind.

However, in that split-second when he was as fast as lightning, the corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile that could not be seen.

With a flop, a ray of light flew towards the sky above the rainbow clouds.

The cold wind whistled by his ears.

A wave of cold Qi spread from the bottom of his feet.

Panting. The sound of breathing resounded in his chest.

He felt as if his strength had been scattered like the sea on which he had left off the dike.

In the darkness of night, running without taking his life out made Ankui Manhua's face instantly turn as pale as a sheet of paper, clear and disconsolate.

The snowflake in his hand was still flashing with a faint light. It was extremely anxious, "I can only bring you to escape until here …" Manhua, quickly run, Xian Yi is chasing after us … "

The cold sweat on Manhua's forehead dripped down like rain.

His lips, which were originally as bright as roses, turned white, as if a rose that bloomed in winter had its beautiful flower crown knocked off, leaving behind a lonely light green flower pendant.

His breathing became shallow and distant, like a wisp of smoke about to be broken.

He fell to the ground heavily, and the Vermillion Bird Fire on his forehead emitted a bloody red color.

A circle of light appeared on the snowflake in the palm of his hand.

There was a thousand-lotus petal blooming inside the halo of light. There was the graceful figure of a woman in the middle of the stamen.

Through the hazy light, he could see that she had a pair of ice-colored eyes, and her snowflakes were like willow catkins that fluttered in the wind.

The exquisite posture of the ice sculptures and the snow-white dress were like fairies as they stood on the petals of the lotus. The posture of the immortal like mist could cause one's heart to be invaded and fall in an instant.

Standing on the lotus flower petal, she squatted down and asked with deep concern, "Manhua, Manhua, how is it? Are you still able to stand up?"

Manhua closed his eyes and nodded. "I can do it. You don't have to worry. "

Xian Lan's eyes were still worriedly looking at his pale face.

Although the Blood Clan was always cold and without warmth, she had never seen a face paler than paper and whiter than snow.

It was like a piece of paper that had been soaked in water thousands of times. It was so white that it was almost transparent.

Manhua's face was as transparent as an invisible human, the blood vessels under his skin were in such a fragile state of pain.

However, his almost transparent hand was still propping itself up on the black ground.

Unable to stop his steps, he fell down once more.

He clutched his chest, gasping for breath. Resting.

"Manhua …"

Manhua waved his hands and replied, "It's okay, it's true. I'm just feeling a little pain in my chest."

"Injured, right?"

Manhua shook his head and said, "If it's not an injury, then what's a little injury?" Even if he lost all his blood, it wouldn't matter. The reason for this pain was … because the 'purple pearl heart' is crying to me … "

Xian Lan was stunned for a moment.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Xian Lan, go back …"

Manhua lowered his head, his eyelids drooping. He seemed to be planning something.

"Go back?"

"Yes, back to my brother!"

Xian Lan's heart churned with a tide of bitterness.

"But you're so seriously injured right now, how can I let you go?"

Manhua still shook his head. With a pale face and flames in his eyes, he said, "But, my brother needs you more than I do."

Xian Lan's face was filled with anxiety and worry: "I set my stalker on Roland's body, Xue Si, and so, I … Trust in his strength. He is not easily defeated. "

Manhua climbed back up from the wet black soil.

A layer of soft water rippled in his eyes. "Xian Lan, sometimes, when you know that she's near, you can't get close to her. It is as if we are drinking a cruel, enormous poison, letting you see it, letting you feel it, and not allowing you to obtain it. "

Xian Lan stared blankly at her, then, she didn't know how to reply.

She bit her lip as her thoughts churned like the sea.

His eyes that were as thick as phoenix wings narrowed. "Go, Xian Lan. I really don't want to regret it. "

Manhua took a few steps forward, his eyes rippling like the sea of stars.

He could understand the pain of having his lover torn away from him.

It was as if there was an invisible sharp knife that was wielding a sharp light as it stabbed into the heart, cutting through the air!

The moment she disappeared, her flesh and blood was sliced into pieces.

It was blood-red like a flower petal, falling down from the sky and blocking off all of his escape routes.

But as he stood in the sea of blood, there was nothing he could do!

Tears flickered in his eyes, and he suddenly felt that his Belle had left him.

However, as long as he still had a breath, he would go in the direction of the "purple pearl heart" to find her.

Whether she remembered him or not;

No matter what, in the end, the two of them were still destined to be cruelly separated.

Since there is a beginning, don't easily give up the ending.

Xian Lan stood beside him with a complicated expression on her face. Gritting her teeth, she said: "Xian Yi is closely chasing after us from behind."

Manhua turned around and glanced at her, and said, "Xian Lan, don't you think that staying behind will only become my burden?"

Xian Lan never thought that Man Hua would say these words so straightforwardly and naturally.

She froze, speechless for a moment.

"With Xian Yi's power, you won't be able to stop him. If you get caught by him by accident. will distract me! "

Xian Lan's lips trembled, like a little flower floating in the air.

It was absolutely gorgeous. Transcendence, the sculpture of Ice Clear Jade.

She stood there motionless, as if carved into a jade statue by the wind.

For a split-second, as Manhua brushed past her, she felt a sudden surge of heat in her eyes.

The light in the sky was dim, and there was only a waning moon hanging in the air.

Manhua pursed his lips, and as he turned around, he said, "It's useless for you to stay. Go."

He walked forward alone. Under the pale moon, his shadow was long and long …

His clean clothes were blown up by the wind, and the corners were as if they had been painted with flowers of all sizes.

Blood blossoms flew into the distance like butterflies in the wind.

His silent shadow was finally obscured by the mists, but in the moonlight, one could still see the blood-colored butterflies.

It's like a beautiful flower blooming on a lonely edge, blooming without a care in the world. It can dye the entire world red – alluring and blood-red, beautiful beyond compare …

Oh, that youth …

The youth that never gave up as he moved swiftly in the wind!

Xian Lan turned around and under the light moon, she turned into a snowflake and disappeared.

As she turned around, a single tear from the corner of her eye, bright and clear, quietly slid down, soaking in the black soil.

The black soil magically turned into a small lake, suffused with a snow-clear light.

Manhua hurried on in the fog of the night, clutching his aching chest, the corner of his mouth as white as snow.

The two knots in his clothes were telling him that there was someone guarding in front and someone chasing from behind.

A faint smile spread to the corners of his mouth like ripples in water.

Xian Chen was truly a cunning person. He immediately stayed at the place where Isabel was locked up, and waited patiently.

And the reason why Xian Yi pursued him relentlessly, was precisely because he wanted to catch Xian Lan! Hmph, he was about to be emptied out by Xian Yi!

However, even if the road ahead was a path of no return, he still decided to continue.

Because he had no other choice!

This was his life.

If he didn't want to be trapped in the darkness, then he had to fight against fate!

The wind was biting cold, causing the blood-colored butterfly on his robe to flutter about, as if it was floating in the middle of the sky.

His heart was divided into four pieces.

One for my mother, one for my father, one for my brother, and one for Belle!

His eyes were filled with clear ripples — he missed them, wanted to miss them, wanted to miss them …

Manhua was a bit tired. He walked slower and slower, like a small bird with broken wings, no longer flying high.

"purple pearl heart" was still calling out to him from the front, her voice was still so low it could not be heard.

Sparks flew in front of him, along with the sounds of popping, as if his skin was being burned.

Zhu Er's voice transmitted over, "Master …"

Manhua's eyelids twitched as he said, "It's fine."

"If we go any further, we will enter into the trap that Xian Chen had set."

Zhu Er had no choice but to raise his voice, and remind Yue Yang who had nothing to say.

Manhua's thin lips curled up like a crescent moon: "I know, Xun Yi Ji has already told me everything. But, Zhu Er, this is my fate! "

Zhu Er jumped out from his forehead as a ball of flame transformed into a fire feather.

The fire feather bloomed into a small phoenix in all colors.

When it landed in his palm, the bright red, glassy ophthalmic pupil was filled with the ripples of autumn.

"Master, I don't want you to die!"

It clearly knew that there was no way out. How could it not care about its master's life and death?

Manhua's eyes looked at the night sky, the stars in his eyes were filled with a rosy allure: "As long as the purple pearl heart is still here, I will go."

"But, there is no path in front! It's a path of death! "

A trace of a faint smile surfaced in the depths of his eyes. "Zhu Er, as long as you have yearned for warmth and light before, the darkness in front of you is nothing."

Step by step, he continued on, as if it were not hell but the path to heaven.

If you had yearned for light, why would you fear life and death?

Zhu Er's heart froze for a split-second.

His master's faith was his faith.

The life and death of its master was also its life and death!

Its master's faith was its lifelong pursuit.

Whoever stops on the path of pursuit is the same as ending his own life ahead of time.

The faith in life was something the Grim Reaper feared the most.

The red colored glass in Zhu Er's ophthalmic pupil became as hot as flames.

Its once stern and old-fashioned face revealed a hint of a smile … A smile burning in the flames...

The Cosmic Bag s were gray in all directions with a radius of five kilometers.

There was a drop of water that fell onto his face, and he felt an ice-cold feeling dripping down to the bottom of his heart.

Roland's slender fingers moved, and his senses slowly returned, like a fish back on shore, eager to breathe in the water.

As the corner of his mouth was raised, the eyelashes of the thick feathered fan unfurled the petals of the flower. It was like a violet flower blooming overnight in the darkness.

One of the skylights opened, and focused its light. The violet light emitted by the ophthalmic pupil overflowed with beautiful neon lights.

He slowly got up from the ground and gradually adapted to the dim yellow light in the darkness.

His head was in pain, as if something had hit him hard and stunned him.

Roland wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. If he did not guess wrong, he must have been injured by Xian Chen.

However, in the next second, his calm face turned anxious and chaotic. His violet eyes widened.

He remembered that when he was caught, he pushed Xian Lan away!

Then what about Xian Lan? Where did she go?

She was not by his side, could it be that she was unlucky enough to be captured by Xian Chen?

Roland suddenly stood up, his heart began to beat faster, just like a wild horse locked in a cage, unable to run.

He looked at his surroundings where there was no exit, a thread of fear and panic flashed through his mind, he did not dare speak aloud: "Xian Lan, Xian Lan, Xian Lan... Where are you? Tell Me... "You're okay …"

There was no response.

There was not even an echo of his own.

The only thing around him was the cold water that kept coming out from the cold ground.

It was like a viper that was about to wrap itself around its neck, opening its bloody mouth and glaring at him like a tiger.

Sweat once again rolled down his forehead.

What did he feel at that moment, fear?

The real fear was losing it when you wanted to cherish it.

His eyes sparkled like stars in the darkness. "You will definitely be fine!"

He consoled himself by saying that his heart was in a state of turmoil, and he dared not think of what was bad, that any further confusion would drive him mad.

He bit his lip, hard, as if not biting himself would make him more sad.

If he didn't bite himself, he would be like a headless crab, madly rushing about. He would definitely be smashed until his head bled.

He had to be calm, not calm. He couldn't do anything else.

Roland closed his eyes, his heart was at a loss, there was a touch of ice in his heart, causing his heart to fluctuate a little.

He felt his heart palpitating with thirst, as if he were trapped in an endless desert. There was no sound of wind or birds; there was only a hint of loneliness.

There seemed to be a cold wind in his heart that blew away the water of his heart, which was brimming with hope.

In fact, on the platform where his brother was imprisoned, when the Vermillion Bird illuminated the dark clouds in the sky with its flames, he saw the Sun Fate Disc!

There were twelve flames on the Fate Disc and in the center of the plate, there was an Azure Dragon!

It waved its eight claws and froze at the center of the flame.

Even though it was mighty and mighty, it no longer had any signs of life.

Although he was handsome, he no longer had any expression on his face.

It was like the most impressive painting, but without the flow of the water, there were no traces of life.

A teardrop lightly slid down to the corner of his mouth — it turned out that his fate with Qingyun Peak was so shallow.

It was so thin that it looked like two intersecting lines.

At the moment of intersection, he was like a meteor streaking across the horizon!

When he wanted to cherish it the most, the heavens would not give him any chances.

This was the most helpless and regretful thing in his life. It was not because he did not want to cherish it, nor was it because he did not know how to cherish it.

Roland's heart was in pain, very in pain. This kind of pain, was not the pain of a needle, nor was it the pain of a knife. This kind of pain, was without the pain of reincarnation!

What could not be given in this life would not even be repaid in the next!

He bit his lips again and fiercely bit down. He thought, there's pain, proving that I'm still awake. However, the stupid dragon had left him forever.

It would never appear again. It would never be long-winded, nor would it cry at him, the Bodhisattva.

The stupid dragon that he had once hated finally shut its mouth.

The stupid dragon that he had cursed finally stopped listening to him.

The stupid dragon that he had wanted to trample to death was now far away from him …

He sat up and stared at the silent and cold surroundings. He glanced at the corner of his clothes. That stupid dragon would have a runny nose when it cried, and then casually grabbed the corner of his clothes to wipe it away.

He would stare at it with his head full of black lines, but the stupid dragon never felt ashamed, but took it for granted.

Roland's heart sank for a moment and then rose again.

He felt as if he had lost a lot of things in the process of sinking and floating, and then he had gained a lot of other things.

Between gain and loss, there was never a point of balance.

He stared at the cold snowflake in his palm and said: "Xian Lan …"

With a "pa" sound, the tiny snowflake in his hand let out a clear wave.

A wisp of smoke seemed to emerge from the blue wave.

Roland's quiet heart suddenly seemed to be filled with a trace of hope.

His heart was beating fast, like a wild horse released from prison, with a kind of exaltation. Affection.

"Xian Lan, tell me, where are you?"

he asked cautiously, his mouth curving in a beautiful curve.

The snowflake gradually magnified in the palm of his hand, like a pure white flower bud.

Roland's purple eyes were completely lit up, the purple within them was like a flower in the middle of a night's downpour, and his purple clothes were surging in waves.

Under the bright light of the flower bone, a trace of the fragrance of lotus blossoms was emitted.

The fragrance filled his nose and invaded his heart and spleen.

His eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of gentleness and excitement.

The flower bud revolved, blooming out one or two petals.

Slowly, the fragrance of flowers wafted out. Rui, beautifully opened …

A piece of catkin, a piece of snow.

In flower. In the center of Rui, stood a beautiful figure with snow-white willow hair.

"Xian Lan... Xian Lan... "

He softly called out, as if he was afraid of making too much noise, so he took the flower. Her pampered self was terrified.

Roland stretched out his fingers and gently touched her snow-capped hair. Her soft hair was wrapped around his fingers, giving him the fragrance of a lotus.

"You're okay, that's great!"

His eyes were filled with the rippling waters of the spring.

The little girl with ice on his palm laughed. His voice was as clear as a spring. "Haha, you probably don't know. Actually, I have been by your side all this time."

"Is that so?"

Tidal waves rolled in Roland's eyes.

He slowly crouched down and put his hands on it. He gently pulled it close to his face.

When he opened his eyes wide, he realized that Xian Lan had already become as big as ever. She closed her slender and curled eyes and directly grabbed his arm, then tightly sealed his lips.

Roland's face turned red, just like the morning clouds that were gushing out of the horizon, he was salivating over the lovely aroma.

He blinked his eyes, and stared at Xian Lan seriously. Xian Lan also stared back at him with his big eyes.

In the end, she could not help but extend her hand to give him a burst of rice on his forehead. "What are you looking at!? I've never seen a kiss before! "

Roland was speechless for a moment: "I have never seen a woman kiss with such violence."

Xian Lan bit the corner of his mouth angrily and said: "When you kiss, do not look at me unless you are being courteous, quickly close your eyes!"

Roland's heart was filled with excitement, he suddenly remembered something his mother had said before, about the definition of happiness.

At that time, when his mother said the other definition of happiness, how much he despised, how much disdain, how much snort.

Mother said — Happiness is when someone is fooling around with you. Hooligan!

Yes, it is your beloved who forcefully kisses you. In a situation where you are caught unaware, she bullied you to kiss you!

He was so red that even his neck had become the hue of the Western Red Temple. He embraced her tightly and said: "Xian Lan, I … I'm scared of you... "Leave me …"

His arms were trembling a little. His hands were like withered leaves in a cold wind, shivering as if he was humming a low voice.

Ripples appeared in Xian Lan's eyes, "You … What a fool. "

She could feel the fear in the depths of his heart. It was a deep emotion that was suppressed. It was like a sea that was under a calm wave, gathering the energy of a tsunami under the water!

She understood that although he was a taciturn person who treasured words like gold, his inner emotions were as heavy as mountains and as surging waves.

"I... He had already lost a lot of things. I'm serious... Xian Lan, I no longer have anything that I can lose! "

A teardrop fell into her collar.

Xian Lan choked with sobs as she held his hand tightly. At that moment, their lives were intertwined, and they no longer feared the tribulation of life and death!

She put her arm around him, but her heart was full of happiness and sweetness. "You're such a fool."

"Whether you are a fool or not, I have to finish my sentence. Xian Lan, after losing the stupid dragon, I felt that I could no longer lose anything that was very important to me. Especially when I tried to grab hold of it, but there was nothing, just a blank space... To me, this is a kind of mental torture and punishment. "

He took her face in his hands. The gentleness on that ice sculpture made him cherish it even more.

He stared at her. His eyes were bright and full of love.

At that moment, time seemed to be sculpted, as if the sound of wind and rain had stopped in that space.

In this vast and narrow space, there was only her and him.

Silent whispers, sweet lovers.

In her eyes, his face was reflected in her ice-cold eyes. His face was firm and calm. He had an unparalleled beauty, but also the calmness of someone who had precipitated something.

The limitless sharpness in his purple eyes all calmed down and flowed in a graceful manner.

Roland softly said, "Xian Lan, close your eyes."

She obediently blinked her eyes. There was a fragrant aroma in the air, and it overflowed with old age.

In the tranquil and fragrant atmosphere, his kiss was like a soft veil, falling on her forehead.

He cherished it so much that it was like kissing the brightest pearl.

Yes, the most precious pearl he had ever kept in his heart.

Xian Lan's lips slightly moved, like a clear lotus that was quietly blooming in the rain …

Lotus leaf field, clean and elegant.

"I... "I love you …"

He spoke slowly and sincerely, breathing and murmuring in her soft hair.

It was as if her Snow Willow was a pure white land where one could freely speak their mind.

In that moment, Xian Lan's heart surged like the sea, like a small stone, accidentally falling into the sea that was focused with its energy, in an instant, it had toppled over the mountains and overturned the seas.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if there was a sweet dew on them that was seeping out from the center of the dense stamen.

Her hot tears flowed freely from the spring in her heart.

Roland lifted his hand to wipe her face and rolled away. Hot tears and said, "Why are you crying?"

Xian Lan blinked her eyes. After thinking about it, she seemed to have thought of something and laughed.

Under Roland's confused gaze, she opened her mouth and said, "I …" I thought I might never hear those words again. So when those three words came out of your mouth, I thought maybe you had a fever, or maybe I misheard you. "

Roland didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. He looked at her and said, "You little idiot, you only know how to interrupt me when I'm serious."

Xian Lan flexed her nose, grabbed his arm that was about to turn around and said: "Alright, I must tell you seriously this — I love you too, more than you can love mine!"

He smiled and reached out to pinch her nose. She looked serious, not like her usual savagery.

Well, that's the word.

She looked at him righteously, as if there was nothing in the world that she could care less about.

Between the heavens and the earth, she opened her heart to the sea, the river, the forest, the sun …

His heart was thumping, as if there was a hot flower blooming with beautiful, fragrant petals.

One petal after another, swirling around in a brilliant red.

He lowered her head, and said fiercely: "You're finished, Xian Lan."

"What?"

Xian Lan raised his head. The clear water ripples from her icy pupils reflected his completely red and handsome face.

He put his hand on her small head and threatened, "If I were to eat you today, would you be afraid?"

She pinched his arm, a spark in her eye, and answered at once: "Yes."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Let's start now."

She threw herself at him and held him down. "Come on," she said fiercely, "let's see who eats who clean up first."

Roland was speechless for a moment: "Are you a woman?"

"My mother taught me to make the first move! So... "Hee hee …"

She laid on his body and laughed. Her voice was as clear as a spring hitting a rock, clear and melodious to the ear.

Roland tilted his head and said, "You really are one of the women I've seen..."

"Well, am I the most beautiful woman you've ever met?"

Xian Lan grinned innocently, laughed thoughtlessly and also smiled brilliantly.

However, he shook his head and quickly replied, "No, definitely not."

"What is it? It's definitely not!" There's something wrong with your eyes. How dare you lie in front of such a beautiful woman like me! This is truly unforgivable! "

Her hands were on his neck, and her eyes were full of fire.

"You're the most hot-tempered woman I've ever met. Of course, this was something that he could understand … "It's not that you're so ugly that you can't bring your clothes along with you, but it must be something so stupid that you can't even wear a dress …"

Roland changed the subject, making the arrogant and angry Xian Lan a little unable to endure.

The first half of what he said was empty, but the second half was definitely... The scene of her previous humiliation reappears.

5555555555... She really hadn't worn those troublesome dresses herself before. It was the maids who had helped her dress.

She was so angry that his cheeks were flushed. "You're talking nonsense," she said stubbornly. I wear my own clothes and my own skirt! "

"I don't believe it." His voice was firm, but out of the corner of his purple eyes, he caught a glimpse of a faint blush on her cheeks.

That faint redness was a red flower blooming in the rain. It was a very shy flower. As it lowered its head and let the curtain fall, a charming fragrance permeated the surroundings.

Roland stared at her and said: "Xian Lan, are you willing?"

He got up, leaned toward her, and squeezed her hand, and at that moment, he had an urge to make time stop forever. She was so beautiful, just like an unstained lotus, with its clear grace and fragrance of flowers.

She lifted her thin, icy eyes to his, and her snow-white hair exuded a noble and elegant aura.

Xian Lan moved forward and proactively kissed his face: "I don't want to care what happens in the future, I'm only willing to follow my heart. I am only willing to cherish the happiness and happiness of the present. "

Roland laughed and said, "If you want to be prepared to become the bride of the Sea Clan, you must give birth to millions of descendants for the Sea Clan."

An instant of pain pierced his heart. At this moment, he was finally willing to listen to the stupid dragon's words and fought for the rest of his life for the Sea Clan's children.

He really wanted to return to the embrace of the sea right now.

This was a feeling of homesickness. A home was the root of a big tree. No matter how far one went, the dense branches that extended into the sky would still have the feeling of falling back to their roots.

When he thought about the stupid dragon, he would think of the Sea Clan.

Sea Clan was a star, a star shining in the distance. The stars were very far away, but the star was very close.

A man would only feel that home was a place where he could live in peace only when he had been out in the world and had gone through many trials and tribulations.

As long as it was comfortable and peaceful, it was a resting place for the soul.

Roland looked at Xian Lan, and his eyes were filled with brilliant violet flower petals. His heart is abundant right now, happy, blooming in the storm with even more bright and flavorful flowers: "What I said was true, and not a joke. Making the Sea Clan prosperous is everyone's wish. " What's more, it was the idiotic dragon's wish.

Xian Lan frowned, then relaxed: "It's fine."

She did not finish her sentence, but grinned cunningly into her teeth.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's a secret."

She put her index finger on his lips, smiling until her eyebrows curved like the moon in the snow. "For me, the most important person is you."

Roland nodded, "And then …"

"Then, we will be together forever!"

He still nodded and asked, "And after that …"

"That is to realize both your wish and mine!"

She gripped his hand tightly, her eyes clear and cloudless.

"I want to eat you."

Roland only laughed, but when he said those words, Xian Lan's face immediately turned red.

She twisted the corner of her clothes. Her lips were rosy red, and the aura she exuded was filled with the fragrance of a lotus. "Hmm …"

Their ten fingers intertwined, as if the instant they smiled at each other was the eternity of life.

The moment Roland raised his index finger, a string of bubbles came from beneath his feet, as if they were the waters of the ocean. They fell from the sky, with two bubbles at a time and three or four at a time, surging from all directions.

The pure aura of the ocean filled the surroundings.

As the seawater surged, it was as if there was a ray of light projecting over.

The ray of light was so warm, from head to toe, it warmed them all the time.

The warm golden sunlight, started to spread from Roland's head of curling purple hair to his feet, his purple eyes suffused with gentle ripples, like a clear spring water, enveloping the entire garden in violet.

Purple to the heart, purple to the bright, purple to the charming mind.

Xian Lan stared at him, staring at him quietly, as though he was a statue.

She was so quiet and honest.

She solemnly pointed her pinky at him and said, "Here, pull a hook."

Roland nodded and replied, "Yes, what kind of promise do you want me to make?"

Xian Lan squinted her eyes, smiling until Yue'er curved her lips: "I don't need you to promise me. I don't need your promise. If you do, you do. If you don't love, then you don't. "

There was a trace of confidence and calmness in her smile.

Yes, she loved his man, not the promise of an alliance.

As far as women were concerned, they wouldn't easily believe a promise and it wouldn't become a lie in the future.

Similarly, for men, lying was not an easy thing to do. It would not become a slip of the tongue in the future.

A promise worth a thousand taels of gold. She was completely convinced that the promise she spat out from the mouth of this 100% purity stupid fish was definitely worth more than a thousand taels of gold.

But she also knew that when she made too much of a promise, it would become a burden, an invisible burden.

She loved him and wanted him to live well, peacefully, happily, and happily.

Thus, she did not need his promise to contain something that, if not life, would result in death.

Really, there was no need.

To love a person is like cherishing a flower. The ultimate goal is to make it bloom more beautifully.

To love a person is like loving a white cloud. To let it be free, to let it be vast, that is the ultimate beauty.

The bubbles of water in the surroundings started to rise before his eyes.

In just a second, it produced seven colors: pink, blue, purple, green …

It was colourful, colourful.

Those bubbles of water surrounded the two of them. From afar, they looked like a bunch of seven-colored gongzi [1].

The colorful bubbles, set up a beautiful rainbow.

To their Human Fish King, they offered their most sincere blessings.