This is what villains are like

Ling Zhuyun has been familiar with various classic records since she was a child, and has covered a wide range of topics, including some wonderful medical techniques.

When she saw Jiang Lan's strange behavior just now, she still couldn't believe it.

After all, cardiophagy is indeed rare, and the number of recorded occurrences from ancient times to the present is only a handful.

But when she saw Jiang Lan's horrific pain during the attack, she was finally sure that it was cardiophagia. For the first time, she was at a loss as to how to help Jiang Lan relieve it.

After all, just looking at the scene when the disease occurs is terrifying enough.

If it happened to her, she asked herself that it would be impossible to remain silent like Jiang Lan.

She admired this perseverance and put away her previous prejudices.

Of course, the most important point is that the solution to cardiophagia she knows requires swallowing the monk's blood every day, and it will be cured in a few years.

Judging from Jiang Lan's current situation, his disease definitely lasts for much longer than a few years.

In other words, Jiang Lan has been enduring such pain during this period of time.

No wonder he was so calm and calm when faced with assassinations and dangerous situations before. How can ordinary people match this kind of great will and mentality that he has honed?

What Ling Zhuyun greatly admired was that with the power of the Prime Minister's Office, it could be said that it was easy to cure the heart-eating disease.

But Jiang Lan would rather endure such a long period of pain and suffering.

Such a person, even if he is as bad as the rumors say, cannot be that bad.

"Help me obtain the inheritance of True Lord Zixia, but there is no need."

"I have my own way."

"However, if you want to help me, you might as well help me kill that guy named Ye."

Regarding Ling Zhuyun's words, Jiang Lan just said casually, with a calm expression on his face.

"I..." Ling Zhuyun hesitated.

The corner of Jiang Lan's mouth curled up, and he smiled as if he was not surprised. He looked at her and said, "In that case, Saint Zhuyun, please put away your pity and guilt for me."

"I've made it very clear that I will help you because we share weal and woe now. If you die, I won't be able to live."

"So, you don't have to feel guilty."

Hearing these calm words, Ling Zhuyun's glossy red lips opened slightly under her veil, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

Especially looking at Jiang Lan's calm expression, she didn't know why, but she always felt uncomfortable at this moment, and there was a feeling that the emotions accumulated in her heart could not be vented.

After so many years of practice, this was the first time she encountered this situation and she didn't know how to deal with it.

During the tea-making party, Jiang Lan knew that Ye Ming was an assassin, but out of concern for her face, he did not expose her lie in public.

Obviously at that time, the two had never known each other.

When something like this happened today, Jiang Lan fought tooth and nail to protect her, delaying time for her and saving her life.

If I hadn't unexpectedly learned about the pain and suffering he had hidden for many years, I would have still been full of prejudice against him and stubbornly suspected that he had other plans for me.

This feeling of guilt but not knowing how to make up for it made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Brother Ye and I have a close relationship, and he has helped me a lot. It is impossible for me to retaliate against him and attack him." After thinking about it, Ling Zhuyun said softly, looking at Jiang Lan with slightly misty eyes.

"I understand, so I just said it casually." Jiang Lan said.

Ling Zhuyun's heart became more and more uncomfortable as she looked at his expression that was so calm and unchanging.

It was obvious that he had thought of teasing himself before.

"Mr. Jiang, the hatred between you and Brother Ye should not be irresolvable. I think I can help you turn your hostility into friendship..." Ling Zhuyun tried to speak, hoping to resolve the grudge between the two.

Jiang Lan waved her hand, interrupted her, and said calmly, "No need."

"I know that Saint Zhuyun has a deep prejudice against me, but why do you have to humiliate me like this? In the middle of the Drunken Immortal, that guy assassinated me in public. If I hadn't been surrounded by many masters, I might have died in his hands."

"In the Zixia Mountains, he took me away and threw me in this remote area, leaving me to fend for myself. I was attacked and killed by mountain spirits and wild monsters. Before, I was worried about your face, Saint Zhu Yun, and The guy’s name was not mentioned.”

"Do you really think I don't know who wants to kill me?"

"Even if I don't know, don't you know it in your heart?"

"For a guy who wants to kill me over and over again, are you telling me now that the hatred between him and me is not irresolvable?"

"Does Saint Zhu Yun think that I am too kind, or does she think that this is what should be done?"

His words were very calm and his tone was not fast, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

But it left Ling Zhuyun speechless and fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

Especially Jiang Lan's last few words made her pretty face pale slightly.

Yes, why did she ask Jiang Lan to put down her hatred, and what qualifications did she have to say these words to him.

She obviously had a suspicion in her mind before that Ye Ming wanted to kill Jiang Lan, but she pretended not to know because of the relationship between the two.

"Sorry……"

Ling Zhuyun looked at Jiang Lan blankly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. She was silent for a long time, and finally she could only open her red lips slightly and say these three words.

Jiang Lan looked at her in surprise.

After a moment, he said nonchalantly, "No need to apologize. If you really feel sorry for me, then go kill that person named Ye."

"If you can't do it, don't say such things again. You haven't sorry for me, so why do you look like you want to make it up to me?"

Ling Zhuyun was stunned.

There was another long silence.

Jiang Lan sensed the luck flowing into Niwan Palace, and was not surprised by this.

It has always been a woman's nature to think about things, and even Ling Zhuyun, a saint from the Yaochi Sect, is no exception.

Although the original plot has changed due to Lin Fan's death, and even led to an intersection between Ling Zhuyun and Ye Ming, Ling Zhuyun's character has not changed at all.

If you want to get a handle on her, you have to start with her character and the environment in which she lived since childhood.

He grew up in the Yaochi Sect since he was a child. His master placed high hopes on him and instilled him with various ideas. From childhood to adulthood, he remained pure and holy without any stain on his body.

She represents not only herself, but also the huge Yaochi Sect behind her.

Therefore, she traveled abroad to help the common people, support justice, and make the Yaochi Sect famous and holy.

She even regards Yaochi Sect as more important than her own life.

Because of her appreciation for Ye Ming, she made an exception and lied to him for the first time, in front of the younger generation of the immortal sects. This also became her biggest psychological flaw.

Deep down in her heart, she was actually afraid that Jiang Lan would threaten her, but Jiang Lan didn't do that.

What he wanted from the beginning to the end was Ling Zhuyun's heart. Otherwise, with his current strength, it would be so easy to want her.