"Senior sister, you are back."

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard in front of Xingwu Temple, Ying Lian saw Jiang Xing sitting on the swing.

Under the sturdy crabapple tree, pale pink petals fluttered freely, and the handsome young man had curved eyebrows and was full of vigor.

Jiang Xing jumped off the swing and walked over to Ying Lian.

"Senior Sister, why are your lips broken?" He seemed a little surprised, moved closer to his face, and looked carefully.

Upon hearing this, Ying Lian moved back a little stiffly, trying to cover up this trace with the help of the dispersing darkness of the afterglow.

The more Jiang Xing looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, "Why did you break the outside?" He stretched out his hand towards her as he spoke, almost touching her lips.

Ying Lian felt his approach, and reflexively opened his hand forcefully.

Snapped--

The voice was very clear in the quiet courtyard.

Both of them were stunned.

Jiang Xing stared at her blankly, the smile on his face faded a bit.

The feeling of being far away from her struck again, and Jiang Xing was a little flustered.

Is it really like what my sister said, is it because they have grown up that the distance is getting farther and farther?

"Sorry, Senior Sister, I overstepped."

Although Ying Lian was a little annoyed, she just shook her head slightly.

Then, she changed the subject unnaturally, "Junior brother, how is your elder sister?"

Jiang Xing suppressed the strangeness in his heart, pretending to smile relaxedly, "It's all right, don't worry."

After saying this, the air became quiet again.

"Senior Sister must be tired, let's go back and have a rest first." After Jiang Xing finished speaking, he didn't care how she would respond, and went straight out.

Ying Lian stared at his hasty back, and didn't look away until he disappeared in the courtyard.

Jiang Xing also became a little strange.

She walked slowly under the crabapple tree, sat on the swing, and swayed gently against the fluttering pink and white petals.

The girl's skirt swings in a beautiful arc, like light butterfly wings.

Ying Lian closed her eyes slightly, and leaned on the swing rope wearily.

The cool night breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers blows over her face, blowing away the irritability in her heart, in exchange for a little peace.

Perhaps the surrounding environment was so peaceful that Ying Lian fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

A gust of wind blew, and the petals on the ground were rolled up and danced lightly.

In an instant, a plain white figure appeared under the crabapple tree. He had handsome features, and his clothes fluttered like an exiled fairy.

When Shen Chi got closer, he saw a girl with her eyes closed, sitting on the swing safely.

He took light steps, walked to her side, quietly looked at her soft eyebrows, the coldness on his face melted a little.

Noticing the wound on her lip, his heart froze, and then he thought that Ying Lian had never had a partner in his previous life, and he calmed down again.

He stretched out his hands lightly, picked him up in his arms, hugged him horizontally, and walked slowly into the hall.

Under the bright moon, above the high wall.

A boy with a high ponytail in a hunting black robe stood on the top of the wall. The night wind blew his hair, and the purple light in his eyes became more intense.

By the lights in the courtyard, Su Yu could clearly see Shen Chi hugging Ying Lian more intimately, while she was quietly nestling in his arms.

They are like a pair of lovers.

She should be willing and happy, after all, she adores Shen Chiyue, even though she is bound by her master-student status, she still likes him.

However, he would not allow her to do so.

Suyu's eyes were scarlet, and the tyranny in his heart stirred, and he viciously hooked his red lips.

He picked up the white ghost mask and put it on, then jumped down from the wall, dodged towards Shen Chi like a ghost, and smashed the purple magic spell condensed in his palm at him.

Shen Chi became more aware of it, his eyes froze, he turned his face slightly, hugged his left hand tightly in response to pity, then quickly turned around and waved his wide sleeves, his right hand sent out a white spell to fight back.

bang——

The two powerful spells collided and made a loud noise.

Ying Lian woke up, opened her eyes and saw Shen Chi's smoother chin, and found herself in his arms, she quickly stood up and pushed him away.

Shen Chi let go of her more and looked at the attacker, but was stunned when he saw the mask clearly.

A look of astonishment appeared on his usually cold face, and the hands under the sleeves trembled slightly.

Lord of the Burning Blood Palace.

In his previous life, he did not appear so soon. Could it be that he has discovered Ying Lian's true identity.

Ying Lian looked at the man in black at the other end, but saw the familiar mask.

She grimaced, wondering why the villain was here. In the original book, the confrontation between the villain and the hero should be the later plot.

The more Shen Chi understood his strength, he knew that he was extremely difficult to deal with.But since he just came out of retreat, he has a certain chance of winning against him.

With a cold face, his voice was like ice, "What did you do to break into Hengyue Immortal Mountain?"

The man with a vicious look tilted his head, casually pointed to Ying Lian beside Shen Chiyue, "Give her to me."

Hearing these words, the tense string in Shen Chiyue's mind suddenly broke, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the man in black.

This sentence is exactly the same as in the previous life.

He still clearly remembers that at that time, in order to save Su Linhua who was taken hostage, he handed over Ying Lian to him.

He thought that with Ying Lian's intelligence and cultivation, he should be able to last until he rescued her.

However, when he saw her again, she had been imprisoned and abused beyond recognition.

He didn't know until then that Su Linhua was subordinate to the Yaojun, and she was only pretending to him, all in order to get the fetish.

"Impossible!" He summoned the Qinghua sword and pointed it at Suyu, his face full of rage.

I don't know whether it was Nu Yaojun who hurt Ying Lian, or Nu Su Linhua cheating him, or whether he never protected Ying Lian.

Seeing his appearance, Su Yu felt a murderous intent surge in his heart, and his face was filled with coldness.

In the current situation, it was as if their love was stronger than gold, and he was despicably tearing apart his lover.

He licked his back molars, hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, "Then don't blame me for being the killer."

Just as he was about to make a move, he heard Ying Lian, who had been standing aside for a long time, said in a deep voice: "What is your purpose?"

She has endured the villain for a long time, instead of hiding and being passive, it is better to take the initiative to attack, anyway, he has something he wants in him, and he will not kill her for the time being.

From Su Yu's point of view, her expression and voice were just to protect Shen Chiyue.

The jealousy in his heart twisted wildly, and he threw a black air at her casually.

The black air condensed into the shape of a beast's claws in the air, grabbed her wrist, pulled her straight back, and pressed her against the crabapple tree beside her.

After all this was done, a bloody black sword was condensed in his hand, and he swung it towards Shen Chi, preventing him from going to Ying Lian's side.

Zheng——

The collision of the sword and the sword smashed sparks, and there was a violent shock.

The petals on the ground were blown up by the hurricane, and instantly lost their delicate beauty, instead they were as cold as countless sharp flying knives.

Ying Lian's hands were tied, she closed her eyes tightly, and turned her head to avoid the dust and petals.

The sharp petals grazed her neck, drawing small scars.

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