Blood Jade Legend

Murong Yan noticed her strangeness and asked: "What's wrong?"

Yin Qingrou's eyes were bright, and she pursed her lips and said, "Since my skills have increased, I often feel that something is about to move around, but I don't know what it is?"

Murong Yan followed her gaze, smiled meaningfully, and said: "It seems that you have discovered it, and it can be seen that your skill has increased. You have been here for several months, and you should be clear about the surroundings of Guimei Swamp. There is no barrier, but the Holy Cult can rest assured that the repeat offenders are about this place, but they don't send anyone to guard it. The reason is the beasts hidden around the Guimei Swamp. To put it bluntly, they are the real guards. Don't underestimate them. They, they are different from ordinary beasts..." Murong Yan hesitated to speak, and then said: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, as long as you don't leave Wuyuan Charm Valley privately, you will be fine."

Yin Qingrou sighed faintly, glanced at him unintentionally, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't leave without permission."

Murong Yan gave a light "um" and said, "The temperature here is cold and cold, and it's easy to catch a cold. You'd better go into the cave! I'll help you take your pulse and determine the movement of the clavicle needle."

Yin Qingrou stared at him, thinking of these days, without Murong Yan's careful care, what would Yin Qingrou be like today?Is it life or death?

Yin Qingrou sighed, seeing that he was worried, something she didn't want to see, she nodded slightly following his wishes, and walked slowly into the cave.

Murong Yan followed her in, walked up to her and took her hand.While feeling the pulse, he frowned slightly, and said quietly: "Your hands are still so cold."

He wrapped her hands in his warm palms, rubbed them gently in his palms, and breathed close to his lips, letting his own temperature warm her cold hands, as if this was something he often did so naturally.

Yin Qingrou is so attached to the masculine breath coming from him and the warmth of his hands, his gentleness will always make up for the loss in her heart when she is frustrated, and she has an indescribable feeling for Murong Yan in her heart, And what kind of emotion is this?She herself was also vague.

She shyly pulled her hands away from his palms, and said softly, "I'm fine, should you go too?"

Murong Yan smiled lightly, and said: "Then I'm leaving, you have to take care of yourself, I'll come to see you in a few days." He gave her a reluctant look, turned around and strode away.The four guards silently followed behind him.

Yin Qingrou watched him go, there was a voice in her heart, it was the urge to stop him, but the choked throat made her chuckle wordlessly, it was the lonely days that made her wish for someone to accompany her, right?She shook her head, and then fell into thoughts again...

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After Murong Yan returned to the Holy Cult, he was immediately summoned into the Holy Emperor's Hall.

In the Holy Emperor's Hall, Ji Niyi called a meeting for the re-canonization of the saintess. Looking at Murong Yan, the lord of the five palaces, Ji Niyi asked: "Regarding the re-canonization of the saintess, although this matter has been discussed for a long time. , but I still can't get the result I want, I hope this matter can be resolved as soon as possible. I don't want the Holy Church to be affected because of this matter, so I want to hear your opinions?"

In recent days, Ji Niyi has called the Lord of the Five Palaces more than once to discuss the matter of being a saint again.Due to Murong Yan's insistence on not wanting to marry the saint again, the matter of the saint could not be decided for a long time.

Ji Niyi was anxious. She knew that the three elders had already taken action, and they would definitely choose the holy woman to bring back to the Holy Church in the near future. If she could not get Murong Yan to agree to this matter, the three elders would definitely ask Murong Yan to remove The identity of the holy young man.

She has long been clueless about this matter, but she is unwilling to give up. This is what she has been looking forward to for a long time.She didn't want Murong Yan to leave the Holy Cult because of this incident, so she insisted on Murong Yan nodding her head no matter what.

Yin Yi said indifferently: "This matter is related to Young Master Sheng, the Holy Master should first listen to Young Master Sheng's opinion."

Knowing Murong Yan's answer, Ji Niyi still did not give up and asked, "Murong Yan, what do you think..."

Everyone turned their eyes to Murong Yan. Murong Yan sat there in a daze without saying a word for a long time.Yin Yi gently pushed him, Murong Yan stood up suddenly, and said in a surprising voice: "It's all right, it's none of my business, then I'll take a step first."

Ji Niyi suddenly stood up in surprise, and shouted behind him: "Murong Yan, stop!"

Murong Yan didn't seem to hear Ji Niyi's cry, and walked out of the Holy Emperor's Hall, everyone was dumbfounded.Yin Yi was dumbfounded, Hong Yi shook his head and sighed, Meng Yi couldn't laugh or cry, Yun Yi said helplessly, Tsing Yi couldn't laugh or cry, where's Ji Niyi?Still not moving, are you angry?No!It's heartache!

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The night is late, the night is sinking, and the cold wind blows up the fallen leaves, rolling up, whirling, and falling...

A lonely and slender figure, seen from a distance, seems to be sitting motionless on the fence of the flower pavilion like a stone statue, staring blankly at a pair of silver dragon and phoenix rings in his hands, accompanied by only dim starlight and the painful loneliness in my heart.

With a deep sigh, the statue-like figure slowly turned his head when he heard the sound, watching a blue figure slowly walking in front of him with dull and lonely eyes.

Tsing Yi said softly: "So you are here, Sishui is looking for you everywhere, I see they are looking for you in a hurry, I thought something happened to you."

Murong Yan closed her sour eyes and said quietly: "It's okay, I just want to be alone for a while."

Tsing Yi cast a glance at him, and said: "You have changed, it doesn't look like you at all."

A touch of deep sadness caressed Murong Yan's heart, and with a wry smile, she didn't answer her, but asked instead: "You came to find me, maybe it's because of the saint?"

Tsing Yi gave a wry smile and said, "You seem to know it already. It seems that someone is one step ahead of me. The Holy Lord wants the five of us to be lobbyists, hoping you can change your mind. She said that as long as you nod, she can promise you any conditions."

Murong Yan said: "Yinyi came to me just now, I believe you already know my answer, I don't want to say any more."

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan stood up, walked out of the flower pavilion regardless of Tsing Yi's reaction, and came to the intersection to meet Hong Yi, Meng Yi and Yun Yi.

He frowned, clenched his fists, his heart convulsed, and said angrily: "Go and tell her, I have no objection to being a saint, but I will never marry a saint again, tell her to find someone else." Someone else."

After Murong Yan left the four of them, he looked distraught, walking aimlessly and carelessly.Sishui saw him rushing over, Ruoshui shouted behind him: "Young Master Sheng, wait for us!"

When Murong Yan stopped, you must have thought he was stopping to wait for Sishui.

wrong!Now even if someone shouted for help, robbed, or even was killed or the sky fell behind him, he would definitely not respond, let alone call him and so on.It was just a sign before he was about to do something.

look!He looked up at the sky, sighed heavily and started to walk again. This time he walked purposefully towards the gate of the Holy Cult, but was stopped by Mu Jianhan.

Mu Jianhan bowed and said: "Young Master, it's late at night, where are you going?" Seeing that Murong Yan didn't respond, he continued: "If Young Master really wants to go out, the Holy Master has ordered the four major guards to follow you ,otherwise……"

Before Mu Jianhan finished speaking, Murong Yan turned and walked back without saying a word.

Looking at his lonely back, Mu Jianhan couldn't help sighing in his heart, thinking of the leisurely and smiling Murong Yan in the past.

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