Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 860 After reading for thousands of years, what should I do?

"Linyuan, we..."

"Ok?"

"How on earth are you willing to let me go?"

At this moment, there was a bit of helplessness in Feng Qingyan's words.

She lowered her head and took a few steps back, and soon, her back was attached to the rough peach blossom tree trunk.Lin Yuan stretched out a big hand to support the tree trunk above, encircling her under him.

"I don't know." He smiled bitterly, then shook his head and added, "Maybe never."

Looking at the girl under him, his heart became a little softer, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I can still remember that my little Yan'er was more beautiful and delicate than the fairy in the Nine Heavens thousands of years ago." .Now, it is even more beautiful than before.”

Compared to Lin Yuan's tall and tall figure, the woman in front of her looks very petite. The makeup on her face is simple but delicate, even if she only has red lips, she is still charming.

"So, you took a fancy to my face?"

She raised her fair little face, and slightly frowned her painted eyebrows, but it caused a ripple in his heart.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and pinched her chin, "I don't know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper. You can be whatever you want."

Feng Qingyan slapped his hands away, but Lin Yuan was not annoyed, he smiled and slowly leaned over to her, a burst of hot breath hit her face, the mature breath unique to men penetrated bit by bit into her nose.

Feng Qingyan slowly slowed down her breathing, feeling her chest tightness, she was actually a little nervous.But suddenly she turned her face away, avoiding his face leaning down on her.

"Your Majesty, when is tonight?" she asked.

Lin Yuan froze for a moment, then paused in mid-air.

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight...

Is it reminding him that the past is gone?

These words really hurt his heart.

"Is he the only one in your eyes?" He lowered his voice, his gloomy and dangerous expression was very scary.

"Yes, I only have him in my heart, and I can't hold others." She looked at him calmly and indifferently.

A few petals of peach blossoms fell on her hair, Lin Yuan raised his hand, brushed off the petals with his fingertips, and asked sadly but infatuatedly: "What about me, what should I do?"

After reading it for thousands of years, what should he do?
This neither serious nor serious words came into Feng Qingyan's ears clearly, even if she didn't look at him, she could still feel his sad emotions spreading and merging into the peach blossoms in the sky.

"Look at me, what should I do?"

He stubbornly and unwillingly turned her face away, forcing her to look at him, revealing a bit of morbid madness.

He also told himself to let go, but couldn't.

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why do you have to be attached to me..." Feng Qingyan wanted to break free from him, but it was this sentence that caused a storm in his heart.

"No, Xiao Yan'er, they are not you."

"All I want is you from the beginning to the end!"

When the words fell, he ignored her wishes, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and at the same time leaned over and kissed her.

"Linyuan, don't be like this..."

Feng Qingyan resisted and reached out to push him.

Her heart veins have not yet healed, and she still can't use all her cultivation, so in Lin Yuan's view, the appearance of pushing back seems very weak, even powerless.

"You, let me go, let me go!"

Finally, Feng Qingyan completely lost her temper.

A cold light flashed in his hand, and a sharp hairpin stabbed at Lin Yuan fiercely. Even if he reacted in time and dodged at the first moment, she still cut a gash on his body, and the blood from the wound stained the hairpin. superior.

The stinging pain hit, Lin Yuan frowned.

"Don't force me, or we will die together!"

Holding the hairpin in her hand, Feng Qingyan gritted her teeth and spoke.

Lin Yuan raised his eyes to look at her, and happened to see the hairpin in her hand, and he understood something with just one glance.

That was no ordinary spiritual weapon, inlaid with vermilion phoenix inner alchemy, it was actually a super immortal magic weapon.

Who is Lin Yuan? He is a destiny soul master with tens of millions of years of cultivation. Although his cultivation is suppressed in Misty Heaven, his physical strength will not change. Ordinary spiritual weapons can't hurt him at all, let alone cut him open. There is a wound.

According to her ruthlessness just now, he felt that if he took a step slower, he would probably be stabbed seriously.

But it wasn't enough to kill him.

Feng Qingyan's current strength cannot bring out the maximum power of this hairpin, otherwise if she just relies on this hairpin, if she wants to destroy Shangjing City, she will have to raise her hands.

But thinking of her treating him like this, Lin Yuan felt a little angry in his heart, but he held back, he was reluctant to say even a cruel word to her...

"Linyuan, forget about me, I have someone I like in my heart, I am already someone else's woman..."

I don't know if these words are true or not, but Lin Yuan's heart still hurts, and he slowly clenched his fists.

She became someone else's woman...

It turned out that he was the only one who couldn't let go.

Lin Yuan left, and returned to Shangjing City alone, walking in the deserted streets, feeling overwhelmed for a long time.

Depression is an unspeakable distress.

Suddenly, a person stood in front of him.

Looking up, he saw that the person in front of him raised his slender hand and took off the hood on his head, revealing a small face the size of a palm. At first glance, his appearance was eight or nine points similar to Feng Qingyan.He couldn't help frowning.

"Pretend to be her, and you deserve it?"

He sneered and mocked, without looking at her directly.

No matter how much she imitates, her eyes are still not like Feng Qingyan's eyes, because there is no light in them.

"Your Highness, I know my mistake." The woman suddenly knelt on the ground, her body trembling violently from fear.

Pretending to be Feng Qingyan is her own idea.

Lin Yuan stared at her without saying a word. Although she was a fake, he would still be involuntarily attracted to her face, so he would take a second look.

And over time, he also paralyzed himself like this.

(End of this chapter)