The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran was bitten and was furious, but had no choice but to carefully feel the mood of little An Ran.

Little Anran's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, fear filled her heart, and she began to cry and struggle.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of the fox. The fur that originally covered her body began to change, becoming slender, smooth and a little cold. In a panic, she pulled a few strands and entangled them in her hands.

It seemed that this made the fox displeased. An Ran could feel her hands being pressed. To An Ran's surprise, they turned out to be two palms larger than hers, and the fox pressing on her also became

Getting bigger and heavier.

In the haze of tears, she saw a pair of blue eyes.

Those eyes were so deep, just like the stars An Ran saw when he looked up at the sky at night.

This is different from the eyes when he was a little fox. Although they are the same color, they have a different feeling. They are more arresting, as if they contain some kind of magic power.

Even An Ran, who had just regained consciousness, felt that he was about to get lost in the twinkling stars.

The pain gradually disappeared, the strength in the body gradually disappeared, and a sense of fatigue came from the depths of Anran's heart, infecting Anran.

Just when little Anran gave up her struggle, the door behind her was slammed open, and a large swath of sunlight poured in, immediately illuminating the entire room.

The weight on An Ran's body disappeared, her blue eyes disappeared, and the blood and pain disappeared. Only she fell to the ground helplessly.

She heard the sound of running, and someone knelt down and helped her up.

"Xiaoran, are you okay?" The man asked her with concern, "I heard you shouting for help."

An Ran dazedly touched the other half of little Anran's face that had not been injured before. It still felt smooth and moist.

She regained control of little Anran's body.

The severe pain just now still lingered in my heart, but the source of little Anran and her pain just disappeared.

Why? Is it because it’s in a dream?

When she put down her hand in confusion, she found that there were several black threads wrapped around her fingers, looming in the sunlight and shining brightly.

An Ran turned around and looked in. The snow-white fox was balled up on the innermost bed. There was no movement at all. Only the snow-white body was rising and falling, and it looked like it had no attack power.

"Xiaoran, what's wrong with you?" The little boy's crisp voice came from the ear.

She followed the voice and turned her head with tears in her eyes.

The moment she saw the owner of the voice, An Ran was stunned. She temporarily forgot about the pain on her face and the weirdness lingering in her heart.

The light filled his whole body, making his whole body extremely dazzling, and added a bit of warmth and softness to his worried expression.

This little boy was born so beautiful.

An Ran once fell in love with several exquisite porcelain dolls, and he was even more beautiful than those porcelain dolls.

This little boy's appearance is not voluptuous and beautiful, but there is an unconscious charm in it.

When An Ran looked at the little boy, her whole mind seemed to fall into those black and clear pupils.

She couldn't help but think that he must be very suitable for women's clothing, and it was a different category of women's clothing from Ji Qinghan.

The kind that captivates the country and the city.

Seeing that An Ran was still looking at him blankly without any reaction, the little boy shook her shoulders worriedly, "Xiao Ran, don't scare me."

After An Ran looked at him, she remembered that this was the little boy who fell at the door in her dream last time, and then she spoke her first words.

"Who are you?"

She again thought of the man Ji Qinghan had dreamed about in her little world, and without waiting for the little boy to answer, she immediately asked, "Is it Tanlang?"

An Ran actually never thought that she would ask anything from her dreams. After all, according to her past experiences, it was probably as if these dreams had already determined what would happen, and she always thought about it when these things were about to happen.

Having lost control of little Anran's body, he could only watch from the sidelines, but could not interfere or change it.

Therefore, even if she asks this question now, the person opposite may not answer it.

Hearing An Ran's words, the little boy was visibly stunned.

There was a look of An Ran on his face, but it was unclear what it meant, but it was fleeting.

"Who is Tanlang?" he asked, with a hint of coldness in his words.

An Ran felt a chill for no reason.

The little boy held her shoulders with his hands, and the warmth that originally came from her shoulders gradually turned cold.

An Ran shrank subconsciously, trying to get rid of the cold.

She silently broke his hand on her shoulder.

However, the strength of the hand was even greater. It was simply not like the strength of a child. No matter how hard An Ran broke it, he couldn't break it open.

Suddenly, one of the hands let go, but then it reached over and pinched An Ran's chin.

An Ran was forced to raise her chin to look at him.

"tell me."

There was a coldness on his young face that did not suit his age, and a storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes, which was about to burst out in the next second.

How does she know who Tanlang is?

She doesn't even know who this little boy is.

An Ran was very uncomfortable with the pinching movement. She really didn't like the feeling of others controlling her.

"Let go of your hands." Her tone also became colder.

The little boy stood up, put one hand under her armpit, and held her leg with the other hand.

An Ran was picked up by him inexplicably.

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

And he shouldn't.

She wanted to struggle, but found that she couldn't move again.

A bad premonition arose in An Ran's heart.

She always had the feeling that what was happening now had transcended the established story in the dream.

"When did Master Ziling develop the habit of interfering with other people's dreams?"

The voice behind him was as light as smoke, as if covered with a light layer of crushed ice, mixed with ridicule and coldness.

An Ran keenly grasped the key information in these words.

Ziling Shangxian, Meng Ziling.

She had heard this name before when she set up love affairs for others.

He is known as the most powerful warrior in the immortal world in the past hundred years, and he is also the immortal most likely to ascend to godhood.

When he was still in the human world, he cultivated the ruthless way, was extremely talented, and successfully ascended to the immortal world.

In the fairy world, he also successfully cultivated to Dzogchen, and successfully killed his wife to achieve enlightenment, and was about to become a god.

However, in the end, he failed.

No one knows why he failed, not even Heaven knows the reason.

"It looks like he is overcoming love." Tiandao said, "But he obviously succeeded in overcoming love, so why did he fail again?"

At that time, An Ran was very curious, "Besides me, who else have you kidnapped to set up a love affair for others?"

Tiandao was afraid that Anran would misunderstand that he had another incarnation of Tiandao, so he was very nervous and denied it repeatedly, "No, no, no, female goose, you have to believe me, I only have you."

An Ran asked, "Then why does he have such a tragic fate?"

Tiandao thought for a while, "His love tribulation passed before you were born. I should have arranged it, but I don't remember."

An Ran understood and never paid attention to Meng Ziling from then on.

I didn't expect to meet him in this way.

An Ran was filled with emotions.

Meng Ziling said, "She is my disciple and my Taoist companion. Since I found out that she is still alive, I naturally want to bring her back to the fairy world."

An Ran, who was still immersed in the emotion of meeting Meng Ziling, was extremely shocked when she heard these words, as if she had been hit with a sap and was stunned.

What did this man say? Disciple, Taoist companion?

She struggled to see Meng Ziling's expression, but she didn't see a trace of joking on his face.

Did she think wrong? She mistakenly entered the dream of Taoist monk Meng Ziling, but ended up thinking

Why is she the owner of this dream?

But isn’t Meng Ziling’s Taoist companion dead?

My thoughts were like a mess, and I couldn't sort them out. An Ran was in a mess.

"Taoist companion." Fu Jinyu thought over Meng Ziling's words in her mind, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that your wife is her."

"So."

He stepped out of the darkness and sneered, "Are you going to take her back and kill her again so that you can continue to prove your truth?"

Meng Ziling's figure has returned to that of a tall man, holding the little one safely in his arms.

An Ran raised her head and could only see his smooth and smooth chin, but she could feel his calmness.

Ever since Meng Ziling turned from a child to an adult, her whole aura has changed a lot, like a sharp long sword sinking in a cold pool, sharp and cold, and it has also become more restrained, making An Ran unable to figure him out.

emotions.

"As the master of the demon world, the demon world is what you should care about." He looked at Fu Jinyu, "It is not your turn to interfere in the affairs of the fairy world."

An Ran raised his ears and listened carefully, his mind racing rapidly.

Meng Ziling said that the person behind him was the Lord of the Demon Realm, and that person was Fu Jinyu.

That's right, Fu Jinyu is actually a fox.

So the little fox in the dream is Fu Jinyu.

An Ran also knew about Fu Jinyu.

In fact, they are all well-known big shots.

She set up love tribulations for those children of destiny, and the love tribulations could not avoid the rumors of big figures like Meng Ziling and Fu Jinyu.

Fu Jinyu was born with eight tails, and his talent and intelligence are rare to see in a hundred years. He only needs to cultivate the last tail before he can ascend to immortality.

But hundreds of years ago, he clearly cultivated the Nine Tails, but still failed to ascend.

According to Tiandao, this is also an example of someone who seems to have succeeded in overcoming the love tribulation, but failed again in the end.

Just like Meng Ziling's situation, Tiandao still didn't remember how to specifically arrange the love disaster for Fu Jinyu.

An Ran remembered that she had ridiculed Tiandao severely at that time.

Xiao Tiandao couldn't even arrange a love disaster, and confidently stated that she was specialized in the art, and this kind of situation where she seemed to succeed and then failed in the end would never happen.

However, what happened later proved that Enron did worse than Tiandao.

She didn't even have the inclination to succeed.

From then on, An Ran never mentioned the love disaster arranged by Heaven before her birth.

It's so shameful.

She was actually quite grateful to God for not reinventing her.

If these children of destiny cannot break through and ascend, they will not generate new destiny, and the way of heaven cannot obtain new energy from them, so it will continue to weaken.

This is also one of the reasons why the incarnation of the pseudo-Tiandao has an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Whatever the cause, there will be the effect. In the final analysis, it still comes down to An Ran's failure to help the children of destiny survive the love disaster.

While An Ran was thinking about many things, Fu Jinyu had already walked in front of Meng Ziling.

He is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His red robe is as fierce as fire, like flowing magma, but his whole body is as cold as cedar in the mountains. His skin is snow-white, his hair is shawl-length, and his eyes and mouth are slightly raised.

It's a charming style.

Fire and ice, cold and seductive, so contradictory yet so harmonious, gave him a kind of natural charm.

It made people want to hold him down and see his cold and broken body, showing his endless charm.

An Ran's hands are itchy, this is also a suitable dress for her daughter.

Meng Ziling can conquer the country and conquer the city, and Fu Jinyu can be the enchantress who brings disaster to the country. It is simply perfect.

His blue eyes were as clear as fine gemstones, his face was pale, but his lips were bright red, and he said with a sneer, "I'm not interested in your affairs."

"But." Fu Jinyu looked at An Ran, "She is mine."

Meng Ziling was unmoved, but her face became darker, "She is my Taoist companion."

Fu Jinyu said, "Before she became your Taoist companion, she was mine.

people."

"My contractor."