The villains of Quick Transmigration are all regretful!

The evening breeze blew gently, and a few bright and clean petals gently fluttered and fell on Xu Lan's shoulders.Half of his long, smooth hair hung down in front of his body, and the moonlight cast a layer of silver on his already fair and delicate face.

"Is it me? What are you talking about..." Xu Lan leaned back against the railing, looked up at Ling Jue, his clear round eyes glistened with alcohol, Ling Jue's figure was clearly reflected On it, it is like being in a clear spring.

Ling Jue caressed the mole on Xu Lan's wrist, and rubbed it lightly, with ambiguous and unconscious movements, "You were the one who took care of me that night."

"What are you talking about..." For Ling Jue's endless words, Xu Lan, who is now drunk, can't understand the meaning.

Xu Lang tilted his head and thought about it seriously, blinking his clear eyes unpreparedly, but he couldn't remember it at all, it seemed that there was such a thing, but it didn't seem to.

"Xu Lan, what exactly do you want to do?" Ling Jue called him by his name without any shyness.

Xu Lan was drunk, her face was stained with blush, and the corners of her eyes seemed to be smeared with a magnificent red glow.He took a serious look at Ling Jue, then held Ling Jue's hand and said with a smile, "You look so good-looking, will you go home with me?"

Good looking?take him home?These two sentences made Ling Jue's face colder than each other.He didn't understand what Xu Lang was up to this time. Could it be that, as the other party said, he was suddenly attracted by his appearance, so he decided to help him?

Xu Lan blew some wind, and seeing the handsome young man in front of him just standing straight in place, but not talking to himself, Xu Lan felt extremely bored, and got up again to go back to the hall to drink again.

Ling Jue didn't stop him either, but followed Xu Lan back to the palace with an unclear expression.

Seeing Xu Lan coming in with a slight wobble, a muscular young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes immediately stepped forward to support Xu Lan.

"Alan, I'm back, do you still recognize me?" The young man's complexion is extremely healthy bronze, with a tiger amulet around his waist and a sword behind his back. He is obviously a high-ranking border general.

In fact, Xu Lang can't recognize anyone now, he only has the fine wine that seems to be beckoning to him in his eyes, he took a sip from the wine glass, and then looked at the young general in front of him.

"Ah Lan, you can't drink any more." Cheng Yanzhi is brave and good at fighting, and he has become a very prestigious general before he reaches the crown. He managed to rush back, but found his friend Xu Lan who was already drunk. Kaoru's.

"Come on, let's have a drink together..." Xu Lan smiled at Cheng Yanzhi, and raised his glass first.

Cheng Yanzhi wanted to stop him again, but when he met Xu Lan's clear eyes, he picked up the wine glass and drank with Xu Lan in a mysterious way.

This extremely ordinary scene was completely seen by one person.

Ling Jue sat at a place far away from Xu Lang, looked at Xu Lang coldly, and exerted a little force on the hand holding the wine glass, causing the wine in the glass to spill a little, but he didn't notice it.

After watching for half an hour, Ling Jue suddenly realized what he was doing. He looked away, waved his sleeves, and left the palace expressionlessly.

No one in the hall paid attention to Ling Jue's whereabouts, but when he walked outside the courtyard, someone spotted Ling Jue with sharp eyes and followed him lightly.

While frowning tightly, Ling Jue walked forward without any haste.

All of a sudden, a sharp force struck at him with the momentum of piercing through the air!Ling Jue quickly jumped to the right, but because the opponent was attacking unexpectedly, he took advantage of his unpreparedness, so he flicked the long whip, and scratched Ling Jue's right shoulder with the sharp tail of the whip.

All of a sudden, Ling Jue's wound was bleeding profusely. (*˙︶˙*)☆*°Can't organize by yourself?Huo Muge

"Tsk tsk, the dignified Prince of Qu Kingdom, handsome in appearance, but easily injured by my hands, what a shame!" A tall and thin figure came out from the darkness, his face was full of ridicule.

"Sneak attacker, what right do you have to be proud of?" Ling Jue looked at Wen Yiran fiercely with his eyes like sharp arrows. He drew out his dagger and was looking for the opponent's defenseless place to attack.

"I've been wanting to ask you a question recently. What kind of shit did you give our little Highness? It's not enough to let him take care of you everywhere. You punished my useless brother a while ago?" Wen Yi resolutely said. The elder brother was Wen Yangyuan who came to trouble Ling Jue some time ago. At this time, Wen Yiran was holding the whip in his right hand, with a curious look on his face.

Ling Jue ignored him, lifted his right foot up, and kicked up a stone with lightning speed, and the stone hit Wen Yiran's face directly.But Wen Yiran is definitely not a kind person. He lightly waved his long whip, and a stone that was originally extremely hard turned into powder in an instant.

"Why don't you talk, you know that your Highness used to hate the people of Qu Guo the most, especially you!" Wen Yi resolutely waved his long whip, and rushed forward a few steps, "It took me a long time to catch the opportunity that my Highness is not here. I can't spare you this time, don't think I'm like that trash Wen Yangyuan!"

As if to prove his words, Wen Yiran swung his whip wildly.

His whip is not an ordinary long whip, but a family heirloom, the Divine Thunder Whip. The overall length of the whip is more than three feet, and the handle is made of pure silver. In order to increase the flexibility of the Divine Thunder Whip, the middle is made of a soft whip.At the same time, in order to increase the impact of the long whip, he specially inlaid many sharp spikes on the front whip.

"Today I will avenge my father and grandfather who died tragically!" After Wen Yiran finished speaking, he threw out another long whip, which turned into a black shadow and swept towards Ling Jue.

Ling Jue didn't bring a sword at this time, only a short and not sharp dagger all over his body.Wen Yiran's long whip is suitable for long-distance combat, while his dagger is suitable for close combat.Obviously Wen Yiran also understood this, so he only waved the Divine Thunder Whip from a distance, and did not give Ling Jue a chance to get close at all.

Ling Jue was completely at a disadvantage in terms of weapons, but Wen Yiran kept saying something to try to distract Ling Jue, which was extremely cunning.Sure enough, as he said, he is not comparable to his good-for-nothing brother.

But Ling Jue wouldn't give up without a fight, and his profound skills gradually helped him regain the situation.

Wen Yiran exerted strength with his right hand, and swung the long whip obliquely, bringing up yellow sand all over the sky.Ling Jue flashed to the left, and his steps were so fast that it was almost impossible to catch them with sight.

There was a "chi la" sound, the sound of a dagger cutting into flesh.

"Ah!" Wen Yiran cried out in pain.

Wen Yiran hastily drew back his long whip, trying to catch up with Ling Jue with a "monkey holding the moon".Ling Jue's stab just now was a close call. Although he retreated quickly, his arm was still cut by the tip of the long whip.

"It's a pity that they always thought you don't know martial arts, but they didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. Qu people are despicable and shameless!" Wen resolutely scolded this sentence openly, completely forgetting that he took the lead in attacking Ling Jue just now.

Ling Jue didn't want to say a word to Wen Yiran, but felt that saying a word to him would be an insult.

Wen Yiran wiped the blood from his neck, and secretly felt that Ling Jue's ruthlessness came with the intention of killing him just now.The same is true for Wen Yiran, he smiled cruelly, "Very well, I want to see who dies here first tonight!"

The two played against each other again, and had already conducted more than ten rounds.Because Wen Yiran's skill was not as good as Ling Jue's, he soon lost the advantage of his weapon. He was stabbed almost all over his body with a dagger, and Ling Jue inevitably had some small scars on his body.

It stands to reason that Wen Yiran was covered in bruises all over his body. He had already lost so much that he couldn't lose anymore.But he refused to admit defeat. At this time, Wen Yiran was like a mad dog that had been beaten up, and he rushed towards Ling Jue again with grinning teeth.

A rabbit can still hurt people, not to mention a mad dog that is in a hurry.

Ling Jue had a look of vigilance on his face, and stood in front of him with a dagger in his right hand.Wen Yiran's way of whipping was extremely strange, flickering east and west, making it completely impossible to figure out his next direction.Ling Jue kept dodging, but with a few secrets, the long whip was raised high, and he reached the unguarded place on his right side in a short time.

Just when Ling Jue thought that he was bound to receive this whip, in the midst of the lightning and flint, a figure in the bright silver moon rushed towards him quickly.

With a "snap", the long whip slammed heavily on the man's back, and the sound of the sharp thorns cutting flesh was infinitely amplified in Ling Jue's ears. His expression changed slightly, and he met a pair of awake eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the pain, Ling Jue clearly watched the moisture in Xu Lan's eyes accumulate more and more, almost turning into tears and falling down.

The long whip hit Xu Lan's body, but Ling Jue inexplicably felt as if his heart had been whipped hard.

"Wen Yiran, haven't you learned enough about your elder brother? You dare to use force in the palace!" Xu Lan put his hand on Ling Jue's shoulder to stabilize his figure. He just drank it when he came out Hangover soup, at this time, consciously looking at Wen Yiran coldly.

Wen Yiran never thought that the scene of him provoking Ling Jue was also seen by Xu Lan, and he even whipped the noble little Highness. At this time, his face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground in fright, "Little Human sin deserves death, His Highness please punish me!"

"Once again, I declare to all of you, that only I can bully him in the future!" Xu Lan raised his chin in Ling Jue's direction.

Qiuyu, the bodyguards and stewards who were originally following behind Xu Lan followed up at this time. Qiuyu's perception of words and demeanor has always been impeccable. She quickly analyzed the reason for the situation in front of her and judged that it was Wen Yiran who hurt Xiao Your Highness no doubt.

"This person dared to commit the following crimes and hurt His Highness, so he hastened to take him to be punished!" Qiu Yu said to the little steward who was in charge of the punishment of the Ministry of Punishment.

No one dared to delay the matter involving His Highness, and Wen Yiran was quickly taken away.When Wen Yiran turned around, he glared at Xu Lan bitterly. Since Xu Lan had his back turned to him, he naturally didn't notice it, but Ling Jue saw it clearly.

The clothes on Xu Lang's back were scratched by the long whip, and Qiu Yu just brought out Xu Lang's robe, so she put it on for Xu Lang.Ling Jue put away the dagger, turned around and walked towards his residence.

Xu Lan followed Ling Jue step by step, and Ling Jue walked without saying a word.

Soon, Ling Jue returned to the house. He was about to close the door to keep Xu Lang out, but Xu Lang pushed him away with his elbow.

After going through the scene just now, Ling Jue didn't drive Xu Lan out again, Xu Lan squeezed in the door at the right time, and entered the room with Ling Jue.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Jue's complexion was like jade, his face was like frost, and his voice was like ice and snow.

Xu Lan didn't answer this question. He stood in front of Ling Jue and carefully touched the clothes on the outside of Ling Jue's wound with his hands. His voice was as soft as a soft feather, "You're still bleeding, Does it hurt?"