Scrap Wife

Chapter 155 Familiar and Unfamiliar

Bei Xinglan turned her head suddenly, and at that moment, she saw a figure in the distance!
Jun Tsing Yi!
She knew that the move just now was definitely intentional by the monk!

As long as he is here, he will never watch her being bullied!

The high-spirited tunes, even more so than House of Flying Daggers, came wave after wave...

The weapon in the hands of the martial artist who attacked Bei Xinglan suddenly fell to the ground, and the Ziyun saintess suddenly looked at Jun Qingyi!

Those beautiful eyes are wide open!
"what happened!?"

"Why can't I move!?"

"My aura is disappearing..."

Bei Xinglan also felt that the aura in her body was draining little by little. It was because of listening to the sound of the zither. However, it might be because of practicing Shentian Jue, there was a golden light around Minghai defending it!

She can still move!
Looking from a distance, the Yaoqin was suspended in mid-air, Jun Qingyi's long hair danced wildly, he lowered his eyes slightly, his fingers were so fast that he couldn't see clearly, at this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, this is not the end, but suddenly, The tone becomes gentle and soft...

Maiden Ziyun suddenly knelt down on the ground, her eyes darkened, and she actually passed out. When Bei Xinglan realized it, all the people who had just shouted to kill her fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Bei Xinglan's gaze met Shangjun Qingyi's gaze, and the four eyes met. While the tune echoed in her ear, a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in her heart, and her heart suddenly ached, and an indescribable sadness welled up in her heart .

I don't know why, Bei Xinglan felt a deep sense of unwillingness in her heart. She almost used all her strength to bear this sense of unwillingness. It was strange but familiar. She didn't know why she felt this way...

Bei Xinglan's fists became tighter and tighter, she didn't even feel the pain when her nails were sunken deep in her flesh, and she couldn't even feel the pain on her shoulders. She stared at Jun Qingyi tightly, her eyes sometimes turned red, and sometimes flashed golden lights!
The sound of the piano didn't stop, and Jun Qingyi was also staring at Bei Xinglan, looking at each other. She didn't know whether Bei Xinglan was dazzled or what. She saw a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes, which was fleeting.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

He hugged Yaoqin in the air, "Let's go..."

Are you talking to her?
Or let her leave Eight Hundred Mountains?
But just when Bei Xinglan was about to speak out, Jun Qingyi turned around slowly, with his long hair flying, and his figure gradually drifted away...

Bei Xinglan looked at the figure that was about to disappear, but found that the figure turned lonely and lonely under the night, as if traveling through eternity, walking through the long flow of time, but he didn't know where was the end of the sadness... …

Would such a monk with a poisonous tongue and a black belly be sad?
Is it her eyesight?

"Dizziness..." Bei Xinglan really started to get dazzled, the trees in front of her eyes turned into double shadows, her footsteps were unsteady, her outstretched hand was still in mid-air, and in the next second, her eyes darkened, and she passed out .

It's just that before she fainted, what flashed through her mind was the back view she saw before——

At night, it became very quiet, so quiet that it was scary.

call--

It was as if a certain powerful monster breathed heavily, long and sighing.

"After tens of thousands of years, I finally came out to take a breather. I didn't expect such unlucky luck! Hey, really unlucky, really unlucky, why am I so unlucky!?"

"Forget it... what does it have to do with it? It has nothing to do with me, um... it has nothing to do with me... I don't know it, I don't know it..."

The voice talking to himself... disappeared immediately, and the night was still so quiet.

(End of this chapter)