Sword cuts mountains and rivers

"What are you doing?"

Ye Wanqing met Shang Xiaojunlan's eyes, the cold temperature from the end of the dagger came over, and his movements froze for a moment.

The effect of the medicine has passed so quickly?

Ye Wanqing clenched her teeth slightly, if the person concerned hadn't needed to be voluntary, he would have stabbed in immediately.

He loosened the dagger, not believing that Xiao Junlan didn't know about it, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly sarcastic, "Didn't your guard tell you?"

"I want to take your brains and blood, so that our positions can be reversed."

"Because I am the master and you are the slave."

Today's affairs are almost exhausted, he is about to retract his fingertips, but Xiao Junlan holds his hand, and the cold temperature comes, which is a little cooler than a dagger.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Xiao Junlan's eyes, which were deep and dark, and said in silence for a while: "I know, and it's not because I don't want to."

"Today is only the first day...Xiao Wan, accompany me to a place tomorrow, and I will hand over my heart and soul to you after I go, how about it?"

Ye Wanqing was half-believing, he looked at Xiao Junlan's pale complexion, and thought about the possibility that Xiao Junlan had lied to him.

"Who knows if you're lying to me again."

Xiao Junlan took the dagger he put away, turned his wrist, and heard a "puff", Xiao Junlan's underwear was soaked, soaked in bright red blood, and his pale and slender fingers were stained with blood.

The icy dagger reflected cold light at night, Xiaojun's eyelashes never trembled, and holding the dagger with his fingertips, he pierced into his heart, and took a drop of blood from it.

The blood was warm and the air was filled with the smell of blood. Xiao Junlan put the drop of blood in a celadon bottle and handed it to him.

Xiao Junlan's face was as pale as paper, her silver-patterned clothes were stained bright red, and her voice was slightly lowered, "This is a pain in my heart, I can only take it three times, I took it once today, if it doesn't work tomorrow, I will take it for you again."

Just now Xiaojunlan did not hesitate in his actions, Ye Wanqing frowned, he looked away after a glance, put away the celadon bottle, and reluctantly agreed to Xiaojunlan's proposal.

"Tomorrow, I will take Qi Jin there with me."

Xiao Junlan coughed twice, her fingertips trembling slightly, and slowly pulled out the dagger, the sound of the dagger twisting flesh and blood was clearly audible.

"You have a good rest, you can take whoever you want tomorrow."

Xiao Junlan got out of bed, and he watched Xiao Junlan's figure disappear into the night, the tall and straight figure was slightly bent, and soon the hall became quiet, and there was no one in the hall.

There was no light in the hall, Ye Wanqing watched the figure disappear, he was still holding the celadon bottle in his palm, the blood inside seemed to be hot.

He put away the celadon bottle, closed his eyes, and Xiao Junlan did not come back for the next night.

When Xiaojunlan reappeared the next day, his face was still pale. Xiaojunlan came over in the morning and arranged for someone to bring him meals. The weather has turned cold these days, and he also sent him some winter clothes.

He is no longer like before, he is not afraid of the cold at all with aura, and he didn't even touch the things Xiaojunlan gave him.

"There's no need to prepare these for me. Aren't we going out today?"

He didn't know that Xiao Junlan made the meal by himself, Xiao Junlan responded to the words, stayed in the hall for a while, and came out with him.

According to what he said the day before, he took Qi Jin there, and the guards outside the hall had already prepared a carriage for them.

Qi Jin got into the carriage before him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand as usual, wanting to help his heir.

He stretched out his hand and noticed a gaze fell on him. Xiao Jianshen glanced at him. He was usually gentle and gentle, but today his gaze was a little cold.

Ye Wanqing didn't notice it, he put his hand in Qi Jin's palm, Qi Jin helped him into the carriage, Qi Jin didn't go in, and sat with the carriage outside.

There were only the two of them in the carriage, Ye Wanqing lifted the curtain and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the temple."

Ye Wanqing didn't ask anymore, he leaned against the wall of the car and slowly closed his eyes, Xiao Junlan's gaze kept on him on the way, he pretended not to know.

They had to cross the street to go to the temple, Qi Jin jumped out of the carriage, bought some snacks, gadgets, and scripts on the way, passed them through the bead curtain, and gave them to Ye Wanqing.

"My son, the journey is still long. I bought you some gadgets to relieve your boredom."

Ye Wanqing actually couldn't sleep either, so he took the things, picked out the sweet ones and gave them to Qi Jin, took the rest and put them aside, picked up the storybook and read.

The orchid incense was burning in the carriage, slowly floating upwards, Ye Wanqing heard a slight movement, he turned his head and glanced, Xiao Junlan next to him was helping him peel the fruits, and all the fruits Qi Jin bought were shelled fruits.

Xiaojunlan peeled off the pieces one by one for him and piled them up into a hill.

He didn't answer, and continued to read his script, he had read this script, and Qi Jin still remembered to buy him the ones he hadn't read last time.

This story was originally about the reincarnation of the heartbroken ghost, who became the prince of the heavenly clan, and the two met again.

Ye Wanqing flipped through the storybook, and stopped at Xiaojun Lane in front of her.After a while, the guards brought a lot of food and story books, which were more expensive than what Qi Jin bought, and the food that was not sweet was what he liked before.

That's right, Xiao Junlan has been pretending by his side for so long, how could she not know what he likes.

Ye Wanqing looked at Xiao Junlan and wanted to laugh, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

It's really boring.

"Xiao Wan... I think you accepted his just now, and thought you would like it."

"Can you compare with him?" Ye Wanqing caught a glimpse of the children begging on the street from the window, and he threw all the things Xiao Junlan bought out of the car window.

Including those hardcover scripts, if those scripts are exchanged for money, they should be able to exchange a lot of money.

Ye Wanqing threw all the things down.Xiao Junlan watched from the side, and then they were silent all the way, and the two of them went to the temple outside the city in silence.

The temple here is remote, looking from a distance, standing among the beautiful mountains, it feels quiet and solemn.

They stopped in front of the temple, and Qi Jin glanced at the plaque on the temple. He had never heard of the name on it, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"My son, have you heard of this temple before?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head, he only came here as a task.The name of this temple is Hui'an Temple, and it should have been built for some years. The plaque is a little old, with a heavy and rotten atmosphere.

"Not far from here was the battlefield between the fairy clan and the ghost world. This temple is a thousand-year-old temple. It was originally used to settle the ghosts on the battlefield." Qi Jin looked at the temple plaque and sighed slightly.

"At that time, it was still a cold temple. After the war ended, it was rebuilt and named Hui'an."

Ye Wanqing became a little interested when she heard the words, "How did you know?"

"My subordinate once saw the proposal of this temple when I was in Jingzhou, and the construction of this temple was approved by my subordinate at that time."

It turned out to be like this, Ye Wanqing was thoughtful, when she heard Qi Jin say that this side was close to the battlefield, Xiao Junlan brought him here...

He recalled what he had seen in Xiaojunlan's dream. Xiaojunlan's parents died on the battlefield, maybe they were settled here.

While the two of them were talking for a while, Xiao Junlan had already finished discussing with the abbot of the temple, and looked towards him.

"Little Wan." Xiao Junlan called him softly.

"You wait for me here." Ye Wanqing told Qi Jin.

Qi Jin was a little worried, and lowered his voice and said, "My lord, don't try the method I told you the day before yesterday, my subordinates are already looking for other methods."

Ye Wanqing thought that he had already done it the day before, but he still didn't open his mouth for now, he gave a perfunctory hum, casually comforted Qi Jin, and went to Xiao Junlan's side.

"The two benefactors come with me, Amitabha."

The abbot in front led the way for them. The temple planted a large bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled under the wind. They all calmed down a bit.

Ye Wanqing followed behind Xiao Junlan. Xiao Junlan was wearing a dark black shirt today. She was gloomy and introverted, which didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the temple.

The abbot led them to a spiritual place, and they left before they were taken to the road.

The mourning hall is full of darkness, there are only two plaques here, both of which are written on the Murong family.

Ye Wanqing's speculation in her heart was confirmed, Xiaojunlan indeed brought him here to meet his parents.

He frowned slightly, not understanding what was the point of doing this, but he came here today.

Xiaojunlan put on three sticks of incense, and he kept watching from the side, watching Xiaojunlan knelt on the ground and kowtowed, said something in a low voice, and got up on the spot.

The incense wafted out in front of the spiritual seat, Xiao Junlan looked a little thin from the back, paused in front of the spiritual seat for a while, and then turned around.

"Okay, Xiaowan, thank you for willing to come with me."

"Let's go back."

Ye Wanqing glanced at the spiritual tablet before leaving, the words on it were gradually blurred by the fog, and the original characters could not be seen clearly.

He had things in his mind, and he had no interest in Xiao Junlan's life experience. Neither of them spoke on the way back from the temple, and the journey back from the temple was smooth.

Ye Wanqing returned to Xiaojunlan's private courtyard, and the two of them entered the door one after the other.

"You promised me the day before, do you still remember?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Xiao Junlan was standing behind him, and it seemed that going out had exhausted all his energy, his complexion was very bad, and he replied, "I promised Xiaowan, I will do it naturally."

"The drop of blood you gave me yesterday, I accidentally broke it on the way, can you take it again?"

Ye Wanqing met Xiao Junlan's gaze, Xiao Junlan's eyes were dark and thick, and when she heard the words, she slowly raised her eyes, the ink in her eyes seemed to be smudged.

"No? You were the one who said yesterday that you would pick it up again."

Ye Wanqing guessed that his current expression must be very hypocritical, which is the appearance he hates the most, he clearly knows...but he still does it.

He was just taking advantage of Xiao Junlan's guilt towards him and used another way to abuse others.

Thinking about it, Xiao Junlan has a kind-hearted and hypocritical temperament, and she can even split the soul for her brother-in-law, so there is no difficulty in getting blood for him a few times in a hypocritical manner.

Xiaojunlan is willing, he is so cheap, let him be cheap.

Xiao Junlan breathed heavily, and the two of them confronted each other silently. After a while, Xiao Junlan spoke, her voice hoarse.

"can."

He watched Xiao Junlan take off his clothes in front of him, revealing his slender and cold upper body. There were two scars on his chest, one had healed, and the other was stabbed the day before, and it hadn't healed yet. It froze, and cracked again with the action.

There were many old wounds on Panqiu's abdominal muscles, Xiao Junlan stabbed the wound again with a dagger, and the dagger was stabbed in a bloody mess.

Xiao Junlan didn't hesitate in his movements, he couldn't tell whether it was the pain in his heart or the wound that hurt more, the dagger pierced into the position of his heart, and he was very particular about taking blood from his heart, if he was not careful, he would stab into his heart and die immediately.

He looked at the young man in front of him staring at him coldly, even if he died at this time, the young man would just move away in disgust, his blood would stain the young man's clothes.

He seemed to be out of breath, and his throat was full of sweetness, and the blood spread from his chest, dripping down the side of his hand and onto the floor.

The crimson smudged, and Xiao Junlan's palm was bloody and bloody. He wanted to see even the slightest trace of emotion from Ye Wanqing's face.

Ye Wanqing just frowned, turned her face away in disgust, and immediately changed the curse with all her efforts.

The black spell was reversed, and at the moment when the evil spell changed, Xiao Junlan felt countless emotions spread up, and a huge pulling force came from his heart, forcing him to kneel directly on the ground.

Kneeling on both knees, he was in an awkward posture, his brows and eyes were smeared with blood, and he knelt in front of Ye Wanqing, barely maintaining his figure with his fingertips.

"Xiaowan..."

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