Wuxuan said coldly: "Sponsor, please respect yourself, the monk is a monk."
Last night, he held her in his arms and wanted to unwind her in person. Today, the monk is a monk, so he finished talking.
Yun Ranran said angrily, "Why didn't you say you were a monk when you kissed me?"
Wuxuan said: "There is no need to mention the past."
Oh, this little monk, he doesn't recognize people when he puts on his pants, and he repays the past, doesn't it just happen?
She said: "Wuxuan, what are you angry about?"
Wuxuan looked at her calmly: "I've been telling you all along, you're not wrong, and I'm not angry."
These words made Yun Ranran's teeth itch, this guy was obviously angry and said such words.
"Then tell me, what's going on with you?"
Wuxuan's eyes fell on her face, the expression was complicated and difficult to understand, she couldn't quite understand it, she just heard him ask: "Ran Ran, do you like me?"
The question froze her, she could not utter a word, she could not answer the question.
But Wuxuan seemed to have expected it, he was not sad because of her hesitation and retreat, he just said softly: "But it's okay, I won't be angry because of this."
Yun Ranran still couldn't answer, she didn't know what to say.
If I had to say it, it would probably be that I didn't like it, but I couldn't let it go, as if there was some kind of secret involvement that made her focus on him involuntarily.
Of course not only him, but also Xiao Qi and Qing He.
There was no one on the long street, and the wind blowing from nowhere, rolled up the broken window paper, and after a few laps, it flew into the distance.
Wuxuan just looked at her quietly like this, and seeing that she remained silent, he said, "I know it well if you don't tell me, you don't like me."
Yun Ranran knew that she should say [No, I like you, I like you the most] at such a time, but she couldn't say it, she was silent for a moment, and asked: "Is this why you are angry with me?"
Wuxuan shook his head and said seriously, "I'm not angry."
He looked at her with gentle eyes: "Ran Ran, I am at my best now, and I can't be better."
"If you don't like me now, you won't like me in the future."
"Since this is the case, there is no need for us to move forward. It is best to go back to the origin."
Yun Ranran was confused when he heard it, and asked also in a confused way: "Why can't you be better?"
Wuxuan smiled suddenly: "There is no reason, I can only do this."
Yun Ranran was at a loss.
She didn't know why Wuxuan's attitude changed suddenly, was it because she insisted on stopping on the way? Wuxuan couldn't hold back, so he was very angry? Or was it because she was coming to look for Cang Jue?
She couldn't figure it out, but she could understand it.
After all, she was sorry for others.
She then said: "Since the Buddha asked so, I will naturally not force it."
Wuxuan said calmly: "That would be the best."
She was bored for a moment, and asked, "Wuxuan, is this the result you want?"
Wuxuan looked at her quietly for a long time, until Yun Ranran felt that he would not answer, so he said softly: "Yes."
Yun Ranran could no longer pester her, she replied: "Okay, I understand."
Wuxuan stood quietly, no longer speaking.
Yun Ranran walked to the front first, and Wuxuan raised his heels to follow, but kept the distance politely and distantly.
She stopped thinking about Wuxuan and turned her attention to the city of exile.
This place is no different from an ordinary city. Judging from the cleanliness of the streets and houses, it seems that there are people living there every day, but now that there is no one there, they must be hiding.
The person who attacked her secretly just now must be someone from the city, but I don't know who exactly is living in the city of exile.
At this moment, a miserable scream came from a distance, Yun Ranran immediately condensed out her spirit sword, rushed towards the place where the sound came out, ran across the long street, and turned into a nearby house. Through the gate, he entered lightly, and saw a young disciple in white lying in a pool of blood.
Judging from the style of his clothes, he was a disciple of Penglai Island. There was a blood hole in his chest, and he had lost his breath of life.
There are splintered sawdust and broken tables and chairs around, and there are fresh sword marks carved on the wall, obviously after a fight, but it took only a few breaths from the time he screamed until she came, it seems that the person who fought him has a high level of cultivation quite high.
She swept over the man's body, and looked around the house along the body, and saw a wooden wardrobe not far away.
Six feet high and four feet wide, there are a few subtle red marks on the light-colored wooden cabinet door.
It's so big, it's more than enough to hide a person...
Yun Ranran clenched the spirit sword tightly, thinking that Wuxuan was outside, and even if something happened, he would have his back, so she simply held her breath and walked to the wardrobe without making a sound.
He opened the aura shield, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened the cabinet door, and the person retreated aside.
A transparent bead suddenly flew before her eyes, brushed against her cheek at an extremely fast speed, and finally hit the wall in front of her fiercely, making a loud "bang", and then the bead's destructive power was astonishing. , flew out after penetrating the wall.
Fortunately, Yun Ranran avoided it just in time, otherwise the bead would probably penetrate her skull.
She immediately drew her sword and pointed at the closet, but the moment she saw clearly inside, she froze.
There was a girl curled up in the closet, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with blood stains on her fingertips, which stained her clothes red, her dirty little face was somewhat delicate, and she looked at her with anger.
This is the murderer who killed Penglai disciple?
Why is such a young girl so cultivated?
The little girl bit her lip, staring at her with a pale face, her back slightly arched, like an angry and timid little beast.
Yun Ranran still wanted to ask, but the girl suddenly jumped forward and went straight to her chest. She retreated slightly, and made a move faster than her, and grabbed her by the neck.
The girl's face was flushed because her neck was stuck. She struggled desperately, but she was still getting weaker and weaker.
Just when she was gradually unable to breathe, Yun Ranran let go of her hand and pressed her shoulder instead. She pulled the girl to her face and asked again: "What's your name?"
The little girl coughed a few times, her eyes turned red with anger.
Wu Xuan walked in.
After a brief pause, the girl began to struggle violently again.
Yun Ranran could hardly catch it, the girl suddenly lowered her head, bit her wrist, and she let go in pain.
The girl was free, and she swept across Yun Ranran with anger, and quickly took out a crumpled red flower bud from her pocket, and was about to give it to her mouth.
Wuxuan held it lightly with his fingertips, a golden light flashed, and the girl was frozen in place.
The girl stared at her fiercely, her eyes turned blood red from anger and fear, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break through the confinement.
Yun Ranran's gaze fell on the withered flower. The red, slender petals were in a ball, and the edges were curled up. The very small one seemed to have just grown and died.
Even so, Yun Ranran recognized the flower at a glance.
Nether flower.
It was the flower of death that I had seen in Lingshui Town before. The difference between this one and that one was that this one was immature.
Nether Flower brings only destruction and sorrow.
Yun Ranran asked in a low voice, "Where did you get this flower?"
The girl bit her lip desperately, but said nothing.
It was only then that Yun Ranran realized that from the time she saw this girl to the present, even if she killed, fought, struggled, or got angry, she tried to keep her voice down as much as possible, and she seemed to be hiding all the time.
What is she hiding from? Outsiders?
She thought to herself, judging from the clues she got so far, the people in this town should be living a normal life. They were originally isolated from the outside world, but suddenly connected to Penglai Island, a large number of outsiders flooded in, making them hide one after another.
She recalled what Ning Kui had said before, that someone once boarded the city of exile and saw strange flowers and weeds everywhere in it. Could this strange flower be a ghost flower?
If so...
Her eyes sank, she looked at the girl who was still struggling, and suddenly reached out her hand to grab the flower bone. The moment she touched it, the girl let out a shrill cry, her emotions collapsed, and tears burst out of her eyes instantly.
Yun Ranran immediately withdrew her hand.
It seemed to be exactly what she thought, she looked at the girl and asked in a low voice: "This is... your relative?"
The girl froze, her whole body went limp, and the hostility in her body dissipated a lot. She clenched the Nether Flower tightly and shed tears.
Wuxuan released the imprisonment.
The girl immediately wiped away her tears, put the Nether Flower close to her body, and said viciously: "If you want to kill it, then kill it."
She looked at the corpse on the ground and said angrily, "You are just like him, you don't have any good things."
Yun Ranran put away the spirit sword, tried to calm her emotions, and said in a low voice: "I have seen Nether Flower, are you from Lingshui Town?"
The girl just said: "What kind of Lingshui Town, I have never heard of it."
Yun Ranran frowned, and asked again: "Are you born with such a physique? Will you grow Nether Flowers after death?"
The girl sneered and said, "Who has such a physique? Use the body as a container to become the nourishment of flowers?"
"We are just like you, ordinary people."
As soon as these words came out, Yun Ranran's face became a little ugly. When she entered the land of exile and saw the weak flowers all over the ground, she had thought about the Nether Flower and always felt that there was something wrong.
But now the girl's words confirmed her conjecture even more.
The Nether Flower is the same as the Flower of Weakness, I am afraid it is also man-made, plus Yun Jian's Canglan Sword...
Just who is this person, with such great ambitions, and so cruel and senseless...
Yun Ranran stopped thinking, and relaxed a lot from the girl's guard, and only asked: "Do you also have Nether Flower in your body?"
The girl looked at her mockingly: "That's right, it's useless to kill me, that flower can't mature until it absorbs its spiritual energy."
Yun Ranran said: "You should have seen what I did to kill you. There are so many outsiders this time, and sooner or later they will discover your secrets. You should know what they will do."
"You might as well tell me the exact situation here, maybe I can help you."
The girl sneered: "Do you think I will believe you?"
Yun Ranran said: "You have no choice."
The girl was silent, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know about captivity?"
When Yun Ranran heard this word, her heart skipped a beat.
The girl parted her lips, her eyes were sad.
"We, that's how it is, we were kept in captivity in the city of exile, constantly breeding ghost flowers."
Yun Ranran clenched her fingertips tightly and asked, "Who did this?"
The girl looked up into the distance, and there was a tall building looming there.
"It's the red-clothed Demon Lord who lives there."