Queen Flower

"Yes, that's what I thought." Jiang Lan raised his head and bravely faced Wen Daolin. When the interruption is constant, there will be endless troubles. Even if she made a mistake at that time, she must work hard to correct the track now.

"You..." Wen Daolin clenched his fists tightly, his face angry and sad.

"She can go with you to find a way back. Your ideals are the same." Jiang Lan explained.

"What about you, why can't you come with me?" Wen Daolin asked.

Jiang Lan lowered his head and said in a somber tone, "I must go home, and sooner or later I will disappear. So I can't, can't..."

Wen Daolin looked at her fixedly, his anger gradually dissipated, and his tone was sad, "I know that you will leave sooner or later, I never had any extravagant hopes. I never really expected that we would be together forever."

He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, "I don't know where you are from, who else is in your family, who is waiting for you, or if you have... a lover..."

"I never ask you, because I'm afraid that as long as I ask, you will disappear." He looked back at Jiang Lan's beautiful and unparalleled face under the moonlight, "But even if you can't be with me, you can't push me away. give others."

"If I didn't have this face, would you still insist on this?" Jiang Lan couldn't help but ask, looking back at him for an answer.

"I don't know, the first time I saw you was like this face." Wen Daolin replied, "But what does it matter, your face is yours, your body is you, your voice and your hair are you , you are you, and all I see is you. Do you think I judge people by their appearance? Or, it's just an excuse, because I'm your master, because you don't have me in your heart at all."

Wen Daolin turned around, his voice dim, "Sooner or later I will still be alone, always alone, this is my life."

He was about to leave, his back was bleak and lonely, which made Jiang Lan's heart start to tremble.

"No, it's not like that." Jiang Lan whispered, "I don't want to see you alone, I don't want you to live here alone for the rest of your life in the future."

Wen Daolin stopped, turned around suddenly, grabbed her shoulder and stared at her closely, his eyes were hot, full of hurt but full of hope.

"Is what you said that time true? Answer me, is it your true words?" He raised her face with one hand, making her eyes invisible, unable to escape, unable to deceive.

"Answer me." Seeing that she didn't speak, his eyes gradually became sad, painful, and dull, like a bright moon suddenly hidden behind dark clouds.

His tightly clasped hands were unable to relax and sag, as if he had suddenly lost the strength of his entire body.

"It's true, it's true." Jiang Lan closed her eyes, she knew what he was asking, she wanted to continue deceiving but couldn't say it. She suddenly wanted to cry. Jiang Lan was actually a very soft-hearted woman. She could cry half-heartedly while reading a tragic novel as a supporting role. She couldn't hurt someone who really liked her like this, and she couldn't stand it herself.

Wen Daolin held her tightly in his arms, and both of them trembled, as if they had returned to the charming scene in the cave.

"Say it again, say you like me." Wen Daolin murmured and cupped her face, and before she could speak, his lips kissed overwhelmingly.

Different from the gentle touch at the beginning, Wen Daolin's kiss was turbulent, as if he was desperate for everything, as if there was only today and no tomorrow. He was sucking her, biting her, eagerly reaching into her mouth, looking for her and pestering her. He clasped her head tightly with one hand to prevent her from escaping, while the other wrapped her back and pressed her into his arms.

Jiang Lan was taken aback by such Wen Daolin. In his impression, he had always been gentle and calm, unhurried, and it was she who forced him.

Jiang Lan felt a little distressed. She wrapped her arms around his waist, trying to bear his kiss, kissing him back gently, and comforting him.

Gradually Wen Daolin calmed down and began to gently rub her lips, kissing her tenderly like water.

Wen Daolin's heart was beating like a drum, his emotions were responded, and his whole body was clamoring for joy. His kiss gradually moved down, and he began to lightly lick her perfectly shaped jaw, kissed her white and delicate neck, bit her clothes and pulled the neckline away, and uncontrollably, his hands began to slowly stroke her back and gently rub.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two was charming and warm.

Suddenly, he stopped, opened his eyes wide, and hugged Jiang Lan tightly behind him.

He stood up straight, stood in front of Jiang Lan, and looked forward coldly.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, Jiang Lan didn't react for a while, and looked at Wen Daolin's back a little silly.

"Haha, go ahead, it's really a sin to disturb the good things of a pair of wild mandarin ducks." Two men with dark faces and cloth towels walked out one after another in the woods.

"Luo Zuo, hurry up." The man behind said disdainfully, a flashing knife flashed in his hand, and there was a lot of killing intent in the moonlight.

"Murdering is not the first priority. The key is to get things. Don't put the cart before the horse," said the man in front.

"In the end, it's not about killing people, you're the one who's wordy." The latter sneered.

"Then let other people die and understand. When you come to the King of Hell, you won't complain. You have to be kind." The one in front said with a smile, but the sword in his hand slowly stretched out, and the blade of the sword glowed with silver light under the moonlight.

"Who is it?" Wen Daolin watched the conversation between the two of them with no one beside them, and he was on guard. He was emotional just now, but he didn't find anyone approaching.

"You don't need to worry about anyone, just hand over the jade pendant and give you a treat." The man in black said.

"What jade pendant?" Wen Daolin looked around and felt carefully, wondering if anyone was still in ambush.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, it's the one with the Queen's flower print." The other man became impatient.

Wen Daolin weighed the two and could not accurately judge the depth of their martial arts. He usually lives in a secluded place, and he doesn't have many opportunities to fight with others, and he has no experience of fighting against the enemy with masters, especially since the two of them still seem to be killers.

Jiang Lan was even more frightened. This was the first time she had truly faced an enemy with high martial arts since her time traveled. Her hands and feet were shaking a little, she was really going to be hit by Shangguan Hong, she was going to be the one who held back her.

Wen Daolin felt the fear of the people behind him, and without looking back, he whispered to her, "I'll stop the two of them in a while, you run immediately and go down the mountain to find Shangguanhong."

Jiang Lan weighed it silently in his heart, and felt that he was right. Rather than being caught and blackmailing Wen Daolin here, it would be better to run away alone. Regardless of whether he can escape or not, or whether he can move to the rescue, at least he has given him time to let him go, and he doesn't have to guard her anymore. And, to tell the truth, if Jiang Lan was asked to fight, she would have nothing at all. Thinking about it, she felt chills in her heart, and if she ran away, she might still have a chance to survive. Anyway, Jiang Lan still had some confidence in her own light skills. of.

Jiang Lan nodded behind him, "Okay."

Wen Daolin didn't care about her anymore, and concentrated on the two men in black not far away.