Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 550 Yes, I Don't Love You

Jiang Louyue glanced at her mouth and said with a sigh, "It would be great if I really suffocated you, and I can go out."

Ye Ling made a heartbreak and howled, "Miss Jiang, you are so cruel. You don't love me at all."

"Yes, I don't love you." Jiang Louyue said helplessly.

For her, love is love, not love is not love.

She never liked to flirt with all kinds of men, what kind of thing is unclear.

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"OK then."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Jiang Louyue gave Ye Ling a reassuring look, curled her lips and said, "After coming to Dazang, you also helped me a lot. Although we can't be a couple, we can It's a friend."

Ye Ling glanced at his mouth, moved his eyes to the right, and muttered: "Who cares about being friends with you?"

"What did you say, I didn't hear clearly?"

"I didn't say anything." Ye Ling sighed.

Jiang Louyue smiled lightly and said, "I have learned the fur of some formation techniques. I'll go and research around, maybe I can find a way to break the formation."

"Oh." Ye Ling responded indifferently, and it was clear that he looked very unmotivated.

Jiang Louyue once absorbed the soul crystal of a formation master in the golden magic piano space, but because she was not an expert in this field, she handed over the knowledge of the formation mechanism in that soul fragment to Li Sheng.

Thinking of Li Sheng, Jiang Louyue sighed in her heart.

I don't know if that handsome young man with a shy personality is doing well in the Dayin dynasty now, Emperor Yunxi should take good care of him.

Jiang Louyue shook her head, pulled back her thoughts, raised her head, wandered around, and scanned the mourning array seriously.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the layout of the formation has changed—this place is no longer the original pavilion, but has become an independent space, with mountains, streams, lush forests and bamboos, There are more flowers blooming like brocade.

More importantly, there is a two-story wooden house within the elegant scenery.

If it was not Ye Ling but Di Jiuchen who was locked up with her, then she might really regard this place as a warm home suitable for couples.

"There is no flaw."

After searching around for about an hour, Jiang Louyue's face drooped, and she was a little depressed, "There is no formation flag, let alone formation stones, and the formation eyes are perfectly hidden. This Lan Ruyu is really underestimated." her."

"Ahhh-"

Just when Jiang Louyue was worried, Ye Ling suddenly heard a miserable ghost cry from the two-story log cabin.

"what happened?"

Jiang Louyue's complexion suddenly changed, her heart tightened, she turned around, and immediately ran towards the wooden house.

She kicked open the door and saw that in the hall, Ye Ling was holding the soft sword that he was carrying with him.

"What are you doing?!"

Jiang Louyue turned pale with fright, her heart stopped beating, she rushed over, and said in panic, "Aren't you mentally ill, you actually want to commit suicide?!"

"I……"

Ye Ling turned his head, his face was as pale as a dead person, and bright red blood flowed out continuously from his chest. He looked deeply at Jiang Louyue with his eyes, and said, "I want you to go out."

"Are you an idiot? Didn't Lan Ruyu already say that suicide is useless!" Jiang Louyue was anxious and angry, as if ten thousand needles were piercing her heart, "Why don't you cherish yourself at all?" life!"

Ye Ling smiled, although her body was already crumbling, she looked very happy: "Miss Jiang, you really care about me..."

"Hurry up and stop talking, I know a little medical skills and help you bandage your wounds."

Jiang Louyue was sweating anxiously, pressed Ye Ling's body, stretched out one hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the other hand pressed the blood vessels of the heart, her beautiful eyes dimmed, and said, " Fortunately, it was not inserted into the center of the heart, and there is still help. When you pull it out, it hurts a little bit, please bear with it."

"(*^__^*) Hee hee..."

Not only was Ye Ling not in pain, but she showed a particularly flat smile, "Miss Jiang, you are nervous about me."

Jiang Louyue greeted all eighteen generations of Ye Ling's ancestors in her heart.

"Nervous ass! I'm afraid you'll die, and I owe you a favor!"

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was easily pulled out without imagining any obstacles.

"what?"

Jiang Louyue was stunned, and looked at the sword in his hand with some surprise, "Why didn't the wound spurt blood?"

Ye Ling's gaze began to wander →_→

"No! There is no wound at all! You lied to me with the surname Ye!"

With a roar, Jiang Louyue slapped Ye Ling's chest with a palm, and said angrily, "If you dare to play tricks on my aunt, I will destroy you!"

It turned out that the blood on the soft sword was fake, and the wound did not exist at all.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,

Jiang Louyue was furious.

This damned man actually lied to her feelings, scaring her almost...

"What's going on? You'd better explain it to me!"

Ye Ling jumped up from the ground like a monkey, then took his software back from Jiang Louyue's hand, and said, "I'll show it to you once."

With that said, Ye Ling raised the software, pointed at his arm, and chopped it down.

"Hey? What are you doing..."

Before the words fell, Jiang Louyue saw that the soft sword actually passed through Ye Ling's arm, and passed directly without leaving a single scar, and even a drop of blood was gone.

"This--"

Jiang Louyue's eyes widened. She grabbed Ye Ling's arm and looked upside down, "There is indeed no scar."

"Hey." Ye Ling said with a cynical smile, "I just discovered it too. The real reason why you can't commit suicide in this mourning circle."

Jiang Louyue was amazed: "This Lan Ruyu is really amazing. He can create such an incredible space formation."

When people are in the formation, no matter how much they poke themselves with a knife, they will not leave wounds.

"It seems that we can only kill each other." Ye Ling shrugged.

Jiang Louyue was silent.

"That, Miss Jiang, kill me."

Ye Ling walked in front of Jiang Louyue, the corners of his lips curled up in a happy arc, and he handed his soft sword into her hand, "You have such a high level of cultivation, and you are so beautiful, you must live well Just do it."

"What about you?" Jiang Louyue asked back.

"Me, I'm just an orphan, and I'm even a famous bastard." Ye Ling looked indifferent, and the smile on his face became a little hollow and a little confused. If you have no relatives, even if you die, no one in this world will be sad. But you are different, don't you have some kind of emperor brother, if something happens to you, he will be very sad."

(End of this chapter)