That's what villains are like

Chapter 33
Jiang Lan's eyes were deep, and her long and slender palm was placed on her heart, and she could feel the beating from it.

It's just that this heart doesn't belong to him.

"In the follow-up original plot, Jiang Ruxian's cultivation has long been the best in the world. If you want to find out the cause and effect of the original, it is not difficult. But she didn't do that, and she still insisted that it was the humble, polite, gentle woman who once was. The kind boy stole away her seven-aperture exquisite fairy heart, and insisted on revenge..."

"Even if the original body is dead, I will not let it go."

"After so many years, seeing him reduced to a sensual and depraved person, don't you have any doubts? Or are you just unwilling to accept the facts?"

The corner of Jiang Lan's mouth showed an indescribable arc of mockery or indifference.

As for the original plot, did the original figure understand the cause of the incident, and did he ask Jiang Ruxian to explain it.

From Jiang Lan's point of view, it's actually not important at all, nor is it necessary.

Once a gap in trust exists, it is destined to slowly expand until it completely collapses.

How about explaining clearly?It's too late and nothing will change.

What's more, the original body's heart had already died when Jiang Ruxian stabbed that sword.

Based on his character, when he knew that Jiang Ruxian's seven-aperture exquisite fairy heart was in his body, he would definitely not choose to live alone...

"Obviously he is destined to shine brightly and be admired by countless people, but why does he have to live so aggrieved and useless, even after he dies, he is still misunderstood and hated by the people who once admired and cared the most..."

"Ah……"

Jiang Lan exhaled lightly.

When merging this memory, he didn't actually feel any anger, he just felt sorry for the original body and felt worthless.

Other than that, there is a calmness without waves.

As for hating Jiang Ruxian?

Jiang Lan didn't have such emotions, at best he could only be regarded as indifferent.

Everything in the world is not black and white. Jiang Ruxian's seven-aperture exquisite fairy heart is indeed in his body. It is understandable that she hates him and wants to kill him.

He was also almost killed by her, and walked away before the gate of hell.

But the original body had a clear conscience from the beginning to the end, he was benevolent and righteous, and he never owed Jiang Ruxian anything.

Even after she was assassinated and escaped, even if the original body was in pain for unknown reasons, she never let her parents send people to chase after her.

If she insisted on saying something, it would be that her former Seven-Apertures Exquisite Immortal Heart was still beating in his body.

Jiang Lan is not a saint, so it is impossible for him to take his heart back to Jiang Ruxian just because of this.

If possible, he actually doesn't want this so-called Seven-Aperture Linglong Immortal Heart.

"This misunderstanding has actually been over since the moment Yuan's heart and soul died. The pain that Jiang Ruxian endured has never been endured by the original body. She almost died, and the original body almost died at her hands..."

Although Jiang Lan could understand what Jiang Ruxian did, it didn't mean that he would agree with her.

As far as he is concerned, he has no reason or qualification to recognize and forgive the harm she caused to the original body.

"It's understandable that she wants to kill me, and it's only natural that I want to kill her..."

Thoughts come back.

The next moment, Jiang Lan's consciousness was immersed in the deep and dark Niwan Palace.

I saw a green and verdant vine that seemed to be carved from flawless emeralds, shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere, and took root there.

The vines are not thick, the leaves are green and crystal clear, like jade, shimmering and lustrous, with strands of mist-like substance lingering around.

And at the end of the vine, there is a fruit-like thing hanging there.

Now it has the size of an adult's fist, and it is filled with mysterious and mysterious aura.

The whole body is blue, with a mysterious and surging vitality surging out from it.

"I didn't expect to mature so quickly. It seems that during the period when I fell into a coma, Su Qinghan did provide a lot of luck..."

"However, it is only the first stage of maturity."

Looking at the vine, Jiang Lan was a little surprised. In fact, when he woke up before, he had already felt the abnormality in Niwan Palace.

It was just because Su Qinghan hadn't left yet, so he didn't show anything unusual and didn't investigate.

It can only be said that Su Qinghan is worthy of being the heroine.

The relationship between the two is only a lot closer, and they have provided him with so much luck before she can completely return to her heart.

Before the coma, the Qi Luck Dao fruit was only the size of a baby's fist, but it has grown a lot in the past few days, and it is considered mature.

There are a total of five stages of maturity in Qiyun Daoguo.

The first stage is just blue, the second stage is green, the third stage is purple, the fourth stage is gold, and the fifth stage is red.

Although it is only the first stage now, it is enough for Jiang Lan. He did not hesitate, and his consciousness was immediately integrated into the fruit of luck.

In an instant, the surging and vast vitality rushed to him like a river and ocean.

"Life."

In Jiang Lan's Niwan Palace, there is even a huge and torrential idea like the mantra of Tianxian.

At this moment, Jiang Lan only felt that every cell in her body seemed to be hungry for tens of thousands of years, swallowing the majestic and endless vitality to her heart's content.

The more than 60 trillion cells in the human body seem to be fully revived at this moment.

Every cell seems to have a will, surging and swallowing the essence of life.

The essence of life turns into strands of essence and blood, rushing in the heart and lungs of the body, endlessly, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, turbulent and surging, swimming through every inch of the body.

Obviously, this process was like thunder beating in the sky, and the sea was rumbling, but there was no movement.

Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, and the white obscene clothes she was wearing around her were fluttering gently without wind.

It is not known how long this process lasted.

When Jiang Lan woke up, he realized that it was already noon.

The soreness and pain all over the body before, and even the weakness and weakness, have long since disappeared.

There is boundless vitality in the body, but the figure is still thin and pale, as if there is no change.

Even in his memory, this strange saturated and powerful feeling had never appeared before.

"The Dao Fruit of Life derived from the Dao Fruit of Qi Luck. This so-called life is not just a simple life force, but a kind of manipulation of life. For me, this is even more terrifying. Immortal body, and It's only the first stage..."

Jiang Lan was slightly amazed.

Although he knew for a long time that Qi Luck Dao Fruit is very extraordinary, he never expected that there would be such a strange effect.

He got up and took out a long sword from the wall with hanging ornaments on the side.

The blade of the sword was bright and extremely sharp. Without hesitation, he directly slashed across his arm.

A clearly visible wound suddenly appeared.

But Jiang Lan's mind moved slightly, and the next moment, he saw the skin on both sides of the wound began to squirm, and the blood that flowed out seemed to be sucked back, but healed in an instant.

This astonishing vitality, even a well-trained practitioner, is far from reaching it.

Jiang Lan looked outside the window lattice again, there were several pairs of sparrows standing on the willow tree not far away.

With a slight movement of his thoughts, one of the sparrows suddenly froze and fell straight down from the treetop.

And on the way of falling, all the feathers began to fall off soundlessly, like an invisible ghost fire emerging from the void, igniting it, and soon only the skeleton remained.

The moment it touched the ground, the skeleton instantly turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Lan could clearly feel a faint vitality in his body.

In that wisp of vitality, there are some memories, experiences, and even talents related to that sparrow...

(End of this chapter)