I am the most respected person in the last days

As the sword light flashed, Fang Siyu's mood gradually calmed down.

She gently touched the silver sword in her hand, a look of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Ling Yi's cold face and cold eyes appeared in his mind involuntarily.

"Ling Yi, you are such a heartless man, what do you mean by eating everything and leaving a sword?"

"Do you still want me to kill myself?"

"Asshole, you complete bastard, I will never let you succeed!"

Fang Siyu's voice was full of anger and unwillingness.

She was determined not to be swayed by Ling Yi's little tricks.

"Do you think you can manipulate me as you please?"

In an instant, a chill enveloped Fang Siyu's whole body, making people shiver, like the biting wind of the twelfth lunar month in winter.

The cold texture on the hilt of the sword stirred the murderous aura deep in her heart.

Her fingers clenching the hilt of the sword were trembling slightly from nervousness.

His eyes were like blazing amber, revealing endless tenacity and determination.

"I will never let you succeed! I will find a way to make you pay!"

Fang Siyu's tragic voice echoed in the cold valley, and the echo lingered for a long time.

"Shh!"

"Oh!"

Following a loud sword chant, violent wind power instantly erupted.

In an instant!

The world became silent again, except for the gorgeous bed.

The tragic scene of being split in half by her sword demonstrated her unparalleled swordsmanship.

"Ling Yi, you despicable and shameless scum!

Just wait for me, and I will use this sword to pierce your chest with my own hands.

Use your blood to wash away the shame you brought! "

Fang Siyu clenched the sword in his hand angrily, his eyes shining with determination.

Her voice was full of anger and resentment, like a thunder roaring in the air.

Then, she sheathed her sword and turned around resolutely to leave.

As Fang Siyu's figure disappeared, the valley became as quiet as ever, with only the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves.

The red sun is getting higher and higher, and the afterglow reflects the outline of the mountains, like a magnificent landscape painting.

The sun fills the valley, and the warm light shines on the ground through the gaps between the branches, like a touch of golden tranquility.

The waterfall not far away has a jade-like water flow, gurgling down from the high cliff, projecting crystal clear water mist.

As the breeze blows, a touch of golden tranquility is looming in the mist.

At this moment, the valley seemed to have not been disturbed in any way, and everything returned to tranquility.

Suddenly, on a dense tree in the distance, a figure gradually emerged as the leaves swayed.

Ling Yi looked at Fang Siyu who was limping and walking away.

The petite and lonely back gradually disappeared, as lonely and beautiful as the sunset.

"Well, things are getting complicated!"

"Fang Siyu...I'm sorry..."

Ling Yi took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions.

His heart was filled with sounds of guilt and regret.

Everything before seemed like a foggy dream to Ling Yi.

To be precise, ever since Fang Siyu tried to use her charming charm to manipulate him.

In fact, Ling Yi always kept a clear head.

He deliberately pretended to be controlled, just to see what Fang Siyu planned to do.

Unfortunately, there was one thing that neither of them knew, and that was Fang Siyu's unique ability to charm.

It's not just something she possesses, it's also a special physique condensed from her innate characteristics.

When she uses her charm ability, she will also exude an indescribable fragrance, as if it is a fragrance wafting from the sky.

This unique breath can vaguely penetrate the tip of a person's nose, gently touching a man's soul like a breeze.

Every breath seems to awaken the deepest desire deep in a man's heart.

It is irresistible to the most primitive and passionate desires.

There had been no accidents before, that was because Fang Siyu was stronger than the enemy.

When the charm ability is activated, the powerful mental power has already controlled the opponent.

So he couldn't cause any harm to her at all, so he could only kneel down under her pomegranate skirt.

But this time, she misjudged Ling Yi's strength, causing the boat to capsize in the gutter.

He lost his wife and lost his troops, and even got himself involved.

Ling Yi had indeed broken Fang Siyu's charm ability, but he could not resist the desires and instincts coming from his body.

That's why in the valley, Ling Yi showed his bestiality uncharacteristically and directly overpowered Fang Siyu.

In fact, deep down in Ling Yi's heart, he understood that any relationship with the Fang family was unnecessary.

He still remembered deeply in his mind the tragic scene of Luochen's family being wiped out.

Whether it was out of concern for his apprentice or the urge for revenge, Ling Yi did not want to interact with the Fang family.

What's more, the plan has been steadily advancing, and the Fang family's downfall is imminent.

However, a twist of fate caused the paths of Fang Siyu and Ling Yi to cross again.

As if the story line was destined, two parallel paths of fate intersected at a certain moment.

Then they become entangled, making it impossible for them to escape each other's existence.

After venting wildly in the valley, Ling Yi regained consciousness.

Looking at Fang Siyu lying next to him with scars all over his body.

Not to mention how guilty and helpless Ling Yi was, everything that happened was completely out of his plan.

With extremely complicated feelings, Ling Yi quietly awakened the dark power for Fang Siyu for the second time.

He also chose a powerful wind element sword and gave it to her.

Moreover, while Fang Siyu was unconscious, Ling Yi did not leave the scene immediately.

He quietly hid among the trees, waiting silently for her to wake up.

"Fate is always so speechless. How should this doomed disaster end?"

Ling Yi unconsciously touched the big bed that was split in half by Fang Siyu and sighed softly.

Then a powerful wood element bloomed in his hand.

The green silk threads were released, slowly pulling the broken bed together, and carefully splicing the broken parts.

The green silk threads are as jagged as the spines of needles, like a pair of skillful hands going up and down at the break, weaving a wonderful chapter between brokenness and rebirth.

These threads are the magic of healing, bringing the tattered to perfection, uniting the scattered into one.

As time goes by, the broken bed finally reappears perfectly.

Not even a trace of sawdust was left, and it was completely spliced ​​at the broken point.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to tell that it was in disarray before.

Then, Ling Yi raised his palm upwards, and the previous threads instantly turned into thick vines.

Under his skillful control, those thick rattans squirmed and danced.

Like a spiritual snake dancing in the invisible air.

Their slender bodies exude a vitality.

Following Ling Yi's guidance, a beautiful vine world emerged, like a dreamy wonderland.