The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Seeing that the precarious palace has taken the initiative to express true feelings, and has lived in the deep palace for many years, and has never had intimate contact with a man.

Moreover, since he was hurt emotionally, he has been suppressing the emotional outburst.

This is exactly like a spring, no matter how hard it is suppressed, once it is released, the rebound will be so strong.

Mistress Fluttering is like a she-wolf in heat!

I wish I could swallow him alive!

Wang Yan was almost overwhelmed at the moment.

Although Mu Qianxue and Mu Qianxue had already been husband and wife, the two of them were also step-by-step, and their love was deeply tender and comfortable.

How can there be such a bold and unrestrained performance by the master of the palace!

It was completely one-sided, holding Wang Yan under him.

"Floating, listen to me..."

Wang Yan hastily stopped the other party, trying to catch his breath, "I don't think it's... right now."

Palace Mistress Fluttering's burning desire was suddenly extinguished, so she was naturally a little unhappy.

"Why is it inappropriate? Didn't you keep saying that you came to Lingluan Palace for me, and that you killed all directions for me in the martial arts competition, full of masculinity."

"How did you get to this point, when you are allowed to fulfill your wish, but you are going to shrink back?"

Wang Yan smiled dryly, "It's not that I shrink back, but... I'm a man, and there is a hurdle in my heart that I can never pass."

Sighing softly, Wang Yan looked at her, "There is a big gap between you and me in terms of identity and cultivation strength."

"It's true that I'm doing it for you, but what I think is that in the future, I will be strong enough to be worthy of you and protect you in times of crisis. Only then will I be able to truly let go of all my grievances."

"But now... what am I? What can I do to protect you? If you are in danger, you can easily resolve it with one hand, but I want to hide behind you, so I won't lose face as a man!"

"This is also the reason why I insist on returning to Jianzong! After I truly comprehend Sword 23 and reach the state of extinction, I will be able to fulfill my previous promise."

Having said these words, Palace Mistress Piaoyao was very moved, and she temporarily gave up her thoughts just now.

"Well, I understand what you mean."

"How inferior are you!"

Palace Mistress Piaoyao chuckled, "I can't say that you have low self-esteem, but that you have backbone!"

"If you want to get me, you don't rely on your appearance, but your real ability! I respect your choice and am willing to wait for you."

Wang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Invisibly, it was equivalent to cheating the feelings of an old woman.

Just like in the reality of the outside world, some young people in their twenties find an older aunt by saying "Auntie, I don't want to fight anymore", and they end up defrauding sex and money.

Although his nature is different from those of those people, his behavior at the moment feels... a bit unbearable.

But thinking about it the other way around, Mistress Piao Yao is not a good woman either.

Is the witch head something good?

Because of love and hatred, Palace Master Yaoyue did a lot of outrageous things, and finally paid the price for it.

It's the same here as Palace Mistress Piaoyao. You can sympathize with her experience, but it's not worthy of forgiveness.

No one can control the relationship between men and women.

People just fell in love with your sister, not you.

You can be depressed, even sulking, and you can express your understanding, after all, are you broken in love?

But you can't do ruthless revenge!

This is based on the premise of the rule of law in the outside world, and you have broken the law by presumptuously, the Palace Master.

There is no legal system in this kind of place, but it cannot be forgiven.

Then, with what I have done, I can't even talk about deceiving the old woman's feelings.

If you don't kill yourself, then this kind of thing will not happen.

Qianxue's family can live happily together.

All were destroyed by this female devil!

Wang Yan no longer thinks about these issues too much, right and wrong have their own opinions, and it is useless to think too much on his own.

Just go your own way, with a clear conscience.

"Piaoyao, I plan to go to Jianzong tomorrow, learn the sword formation formula earlier, and return earlier."

Wang Yan said with a light smile.

Mistress Piaoyao was obviously reluctant, but she still nodded, "Okay, then I will respect your choice."

"I'll take you to Jianzong tomorrow."

"do not!"

Wang Yan hurriedly raised his hand to hold it, feeling a little agitated.

You go to see me off in person, how can that buddy take the opportunity to leave?

Absolutely not!

Mistress Piaoyao looked at him blankly, "Aren't you willing to let me see you off?"

Wang Yan said with a dry smile, "That's not what I mean, don't worry too much."

"The main reason is... where is your identity? The majestic master of Lingluan Palace just wanted to send me a disciple of the Sword Sect back. How would people who don't know the truth think of you?"

"I thought you were afraid of Jianzong, and you were obsessed with Jianzong! It will damage your reputation, and I can't promise it."

Palace Mistress Piaoyao smiled immediately, "So it's because of this, you really have a sincere affection for me, and you are really considerate."

"But I don't care! I've long looked down on reputation and the like. Now I just want to be with you, and nothing else matters to me."

"Even if I were to abandon Lingluan Palace now and live in seclusion in the mountains with you, I would not hesitate."

Cough cough cough...

Wang Yan almost coughed up his internal injuries, this is too much.

Palace Mistress Precarious fell too deeply.

Not good!

"Floating, don't do this, I..."

Wang Yan didn't know what to say, and he began to feel a little uncomfortable again.

"Okay, then I'll just send you out of Lingluan Palace tomorrow, and you can go back to Jianzong by yourself, isn't it okay?" Palace Mistress Piaoyao said with a smile.

Wang Yan nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Tonight is your last night in Lingluan Palace. If you don't know this farewell, when will you come back?"

"How about this, let's have a good drink and chat in my bedroom tonight."

Wang Yan did not refuse, nor could he refuse.

The two sat there and drank a lot of wine.

Mistress Piaoyao blushed and smiled happily, "It's been so many years, and I've never been as happy as I am today."

"Wang Yan, let me dance sword with you!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the two fairy swords on the wall flew towards him.

One black and one white, two swords!

"These are the twin swords left to me by my master. The black sword is called Mo Ying, and the white sword is called Can Xue."

"It is also the ultimate sword, one male and one female! It means a couple who will never be separated."

Saying so, Mistress Piaoyao handed over the black sword to him. She held Can Xue in her hand and looked at Wang Yan with a smile, "I will practice sword with you."

Wang Yan didn't want to practice sword with her at first, it would be nice if Qianxue was here.

"It's not suitable for you to accompany me to practice swords, because our cultivation bases are not equal." Wang Yan smiled bitterly, but also politely refused, so as not to embarrass Palace Mistress Piao Yao too much.

Palace Mistress Piaoyao didn't force her anymore, she put away Can Xuebai's sword, "How about this, you practice the sword, and I'll play the piano for you."

With a gesture of raising her hand, Yaoqin appeared on the desk.

Mistress Piaoyao spun up and sat down behind the desk with a very graceful posture.

Gently stroking the strings with both hands, making a pleasant sound.

Mistress Piaoyao looked at him with a smile on her face.

Wang Yan's mood was a little messy, and he took a sip of Xianshu's fine wine.

All kinds of emotions came to my heart.

It was like a boulder was pressed against his chest.

Wielding a black ink shadow sword, it emits an ink-colored light.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

Swish swish!

The sword light hesitated, and the sword flowers dazzled.

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy."

"Yazhang resigned from the Phoenix Tower, and the iron cavalry circled the Dragon City."

"The snow is dark and the flag paintings are withered, and the wind is full of drums."

"Better to be a centurion than a scholar."

Wang Yan vented all the depressed emotions in his chest in his sword moves.

Completely forgetting about himself, he kicked a wine jar into the air and grabbed it in his hand.

Tilt your head up and drink!

The wine spilled out, drank half of it, and the other half wet the clothes.

"Good wine!"

Wang Yan shouted loudly, his footsteps were slightly unsteady.

While dancing the sword, while drinking drunk——

Wine and song, life geometry!

For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.

Generosity should be regarded as generosity, unforgettable worry.

How to relieve worries?Only Dukang.

This night, the moon and stars outside the window were thin, and it was slightly bright through the window screen.

In the main hall of the bedroom, Mistress Piao Yao smiled at the corner of her mouth, played the piano lightly, and looked at Wang Yan affectionately.

Wang Yan was drinking heavily while waving the ink shadow long sword.

If many factors were left aside, the two of them in this Lingluan Palace looked like a couple of gods and immortals.

The female plays the piano, and the male dances the sword.

Singing when drunk, smiling proudly!

However, after waking up, after all, it was just a fantasy dream, nothing...