Thirty-ninth Raiders

Although his face was expressionless, the boy's tone was extremely cold, and he said, "I told you, stay away from me."

"..."

Qing Ming was stunned for a while, then frowned aggrievedly, backed away and ran away.

Jiang Ran wanted to stay with Qingming to ask about his life experience.

But people stayed.

He never asked her once.

The young man raised his hand slightly to press his forehead, lowered his long eyelashes with a quiet expression.

Yu Chu and the other peak masters chatted for a while with a smile, and a slender figure approached. The young man stood beside her with his snow-white sleeves tucked up.

Yu Chu looked at the stacked peaks of Daolun Mountain.

The winter snow has just melted, and it is warm and cold.

The temperature is still a little low.

Her cultivation base was damaged, she felt a little chilly, tucked her slender fingers into her sleeves, and looked ahead lightly.

…

Jiang Ran noticed her movement.

He blinked his eyes, silently looking at her hand that was tucked into the sleeve.

In the past...the other party was also afraid of the cold.

I still remember that trip to the north, he didn't know her intentions at that time, the other party put her hands into his arms to keep warm on the grounds of being cold. At that time, she was always smiling.

At that time, her cool, slender fingertips crawled into his sleeve little by little along her wrist.

"..."

Remember the situation at that time.

Jiang Ran suddenly felt his heart tremble for a moment.

This moment.

Looking at the slender figure of the woman, the boy's eyes were a little dazed.

Is she... cold now?

However, I will never ask him to warm up again. Is not it.

Breathing was suddenly accompanied by a dazed pain. Jiang Ran retracted his fingertips into his sleeves slightly, lowered his head without saying a word, and quietly hooked the corners of his clothes like a child.

The wedding has finally begun.

The two who became Taoist couples were full of happiness, and the onlookers were unconsciously happy.

"Ask newcomers to cross the bridge—"

The respected old man of Xianmen smiled slightly, looking at the newly married couple with warm eyes.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Then he slowly hooked the opponent's hand and held it.

The others gathered around the side of the Yuanyang Bridge, looking at them with blessings.

The flower girl sprinkled petals on both sides. Among the bright red petals, the old man smiled again: "Now, suzerain, please take the newcomers across the bridge."

…

The woman in white stood quietly by the Yuanyang Bridge. Today is a day of great joy, and the light gauze on her body is also adorned with festive red lines, lining her peaceful eyebrows and eyes, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.

"Start—"

With the trembling voice of the old man.

The fairy in white took a slow step.

As the suzerain's apprentice, Jiang Ran had already been identified as an apprentice. At this time, he was following behind the white-clothed immortal, and accompanied the two newcomers across the bridge.

Marriage witnessed by the suzerain, accompanied by disciples of the suzerain, this is considered the highest wedding standard in the Yuxian sect.

Jiang Ran slowly followed the slender woman's footsteps.

silently.

Gradually reflected in the eyes, the tower full of three life stones...

Mandarin Duck Bridge.

The bridge seems to be the same as before, with thin ropes tied to each Sansheng stone, hanging on the bridge lock, showing every couple who have made a pious wish.

lovers...

They never were.

Jiang Ran's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly followed behind Xianzun, step by step, approaching the position where they had stood.

He doesn't know why.

The heart suddenly thumped, beating very fast.

The newlyweds behind were happily holding hands, and the people on the shore were all smiling.

And he followed in that man's footsteps.

Her love has always been rejected by him with disgust.

and.

It has never been known to anyone.

How was she feeling at that time?

Jiang Ran was a little startled, for some reason he thought of this, and for some reason his heart tightened slightly. The two people are in front of one another, if there is no new couple behind them, it seems that the Xianzong people in front and back are all blessing for them.

Had she ever imagined such a scene?

Does she know that as two people, such a blessing will never come?

So, what kind of mood and what kind of liking did she have at that time, so that she could always, always be kind to him regardless of everything.

Be good to him from beginning to end.

Being called a lunatic has not changed.

During the pain of heart contraction, Jiang Ran gradually reflected that position in his sight.

where they once stood.

The noisy blessings on the shore seemed to be blurred.

The string is tied with three life stones, and one of them is engraved with the two of them——

The appearance of the stone was reflected in Jiang Ran's sight.

He was slightly taken aback.

The inscription on the stone has not yet been seen clearly.

Hula——

A small cluster of flames swept across the small stone with a faint movement that no one noticed.

By the side of Sansheng Stone.

On the Mandarin Duck Bridge.

The weak fire flitted to ashes.

…

Jiang Ran opened his eyes wide.

It seemed that his eyes suddenly went dark, and he knew who it was without even thinking about it, just like when he burned the wreath before, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

The slight fire only burned for a moment, and the surface of the Sansheng Stone was completely destroyed.

——

"For our Sansheng Stone, we have to choose a special one."

——"It's like the affection of a disciple, willing to be a teacher for a long time."

Jiang Ran didn't know how much effort he had to keep on walking. After his eyes suddenly went dark, he didn't respond in a daze. When he came back to his senses, he had already walked to the Sansheng Stone whose name was burned off.

Brush body - and pass.

He once asked: "You grabbed my hand and carved it by force. Will it last long?"

——

The young figure walked over the stone very slowly.

His eyes were quiet, vaguely clouded, and his expression was pale.

really.

not for long.

——

But then.

The immortal in white just took two steps back, closed his eyes and clasped his hands in front of him. He was obviously the suzerain of the immortal spirit, but he closed his eyes and made a wish childishly like a little girl, with a gentle voice. "After the apprentice."

"I will definitely accept my wish."