Chapter 286 Heart is like a rock

When Cang Lan heard that sentence, she immediately looked around, but there was no one else in the quiet bookstore except her, and she didn't think it was her hallucination, because the tone and voice of the voice were very much like a thousand nights.

But she also doesn't think that Qianye will be in this library. The dispute just now has forced the relationship between the two to be dealt with by a decisive battle. Qianye should not be in the mood to come to the library again.

Shaking her head and wrying bitterly, Canglan thought that there might be some divine book in this library. She was dissatisfied with picking up the book and reading it, so she asked her to put down the book.

After closing the book, Canglan still put the book back on the bookshelf, just because the book could not give her the answer she wanted.

It has become an indisputable fact that Qianye's love-eating is hopeless.

"Is this really the only result? I have always hoped to find a way to stop Qianye and let him stop being troubled by hatred, but in the end, all this will be in vain. Looking at the case in the center of the pavilion, that was the only place where the whole pavilion could sit. Canglan thought about what he was thinking about and going there step by step. "I don't want to tell Qianye Lange is the reason for Qianyue, because I'm afraid that he will think that the heavenly world deliberately let his two brothers kill each other, which will only make him more unforgivable to heaven. And Lan Ge may not know about this. He will only have more desire to kill Qianye than Qianye, but... If not, is he really watching his two brothers fight like this?

The man unconsciously walked to the front of the case, holding the edge of the case. Canglan silently looked at the closed door and thought again, "But now, what can I do? Qianye's words are very clear, aren't they? I can't change any of his decisions, and I can't change anything.

Close your eyes and recall the words Qianye said before in your mind, and your heart is hurt again. For a woman, Qianye is indeed hard enough. He announced that Canglan was his wife in front of everyone in the demon world, but who could know that there was actually no emotion in it.

She lowered her head and smiled and looked at the bright book pavilion. Now she can only hope that the decisive battle agreed with Qianye can win a freedom. Leaving the demon world, at least she can still find a solution to things. Whether she loves or not, she still doesn't want to give up.

On the second day of Qianye's talk, Cang Lan had already waited in front of the magic hall with a cold sword. He was dressed in white and cold than the snow, and his peerless face was as indifferent as the moon. Her beautiful figure stood under the flame red sky, which was even more unique.

But she waited for a long time and didn't see Qianye appear. She looked in the direction of Wuya many times, but there was still no half a human figure. And the gate of the devil's hall has also been tightly closed. Although there are waiters coming in and out of the devil's hall, it's just changing posts.

Canglan wondered if Qianye had repented. According to his moody nature, he was really uncertain.

At this time, several waiters were coming to Canglan with a table and two round stools. Hearing the sound, they looked at Canglan. The waiters had put the tables and stools close to the carved railing. Cang Lan was very puzzled and asked one of them, "What are you doing? Where's Qianye?"

One of them came forward and bowed respectfully in front of Canglan, and then said, "This is what I was waiting for. He said he would come in a moment."

"Where is he now?"

"To return to the Lord, the young master has been in the devil's hall."

"What?" As soon as he asked, a heavy and slow sound followed. Canglan looked at the gate of the demon hall and saw that the man in a mysterious robe at the door was slowly stepping out with his hands on his back, followed by two demon waiters, who were coming towards Canglan.

Canglan subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand and ignored what those people were putting on the table. When Qianye approached, those people had dealt with the things in their hands. When they were about to leave, Qianye suddenly said, "Leave three people."

"Yes." The one who just spoke ordered the two people to stay with themselves.

Qianye went to the moon white marble table and sat down. The waiter immediately stepped forward and filled Qianye with a glass of wine. Seeing that Canglan was still stunned, Qianye said coldly, "What's wrong? Don't want to leave?"

Cang Lan stared at Qianye and really didn't know what he was going to do. He glanced at the table. In addition to a blood-colored glazed pot and wine bottle, there were three small bowls and a small pebble.

Retracting the eyes that fell on the stone table, Cang Lan asked coldly, "Didn't you say the decisive battle? What are you?"

Qianye looked up and drank all the wine in the bottle. The throat knot rolled because of the wine that entered the throat, which looked particularly charming. He put down the wine bottle and looked at Canglan, and his eyes were even more enchanting. Feng's eyes closed slightly and stared at the people who were still standing. "The decisive battle is divided into many kinds. Some see blood and some do not see blood. Do you have to fight for life and death to be called a decisive battle?"

Canglan was speechless for a moment, and Qianye said again, "If you want to be fair, I will give you justice. But you can think clearly that in terms of cultivation and spells, you have tried many times when you left the sky. Will you win compared with my son of gods and demons who have practiced for more than 1,000 years after practicing for 700 years? What's more, in the fire purgatory of the demon world, your water-based spell can't exert the greatest power at all. What do you think is your chance of winning?

Canglan Guaner was thinking about something. Qianye said tirelessly again, "Don't think about relying on the gods of the moon mirror to win. Tianyuanpan is in the demon world. Once you attract the power of the moon mirror, Tianyuanpan will only be unfavorable to you. It's just free. It's not worth your risk."

It is obviously concerned, but what can be expressed from the clear expression and cold tone is a reminder and warning.

The standing person looked directly at the sitting person, while the sitting person was still indifferent and knew that he could not spend a thousand nights. Canglan had to sit on the stone stool opposite him. The waiter wanted to come up to drink wine for Canglan, but Qianye suddenly said, "She doesn't drink."

Cang Lan was slightly stunned and deliberately avoided the exploration of Qianye. "Say your game rules. If I win, I hope you will fulfill what you said yesterday."

Qianye smiled silently, "Please remember before saying the rules. Even if you step out of the demon world today, you are still my wife. There are still three conditions. First, you are not allowed to return to the heavens. Second, you are not allowed to go to the heavens. Third, you are only allowed to stay in the mortal world."

"You were..."

"What I said yesterday doesn't affect your going and stay, and I didn't say that no matter where you go, you are my wife. Shouldn't I care?" Seeing Canglan a little angry, Qianye raised his hand and straightened his sleeves and said casually, "If you don't agree, then you can go back to Wuya and stay well."

After saying that, he was ready to get up and leave.

"Hence." Canglan held the cold sword tightly. Knowing that Qianye was deliberately playing like this, she had no choice. As Qianye said, she couldn't beat him in the decisive battle. If it was really a fair match, at least there was still a chance to win. She took a deep breath to calm down, "I promise you."

Qianye looked back at Canglan, "Is it perfunctory?"

That look is serious and persistent. But there was a burst of sadness in Canglan's heart. The promise she just promised was really just a temporary promise. With a gentle blink, she lowered her eyes and dared not look directly into the man's eyes: "You know the answer, why ask again?"

"Ha..." With a cold smile, Qianye no longer answered. He looked around to relieve the accumulated sultry in his heart. In a moment, he withdrew his eyes and said, "Today's duel is very simple, but lest anyone say that I am unfair, so I left five people to bear witness." The slender hand picked up one of the small bowls, and Qianye's eyes stared deeply at Canglan. "Here are three small bowls and a stone. After a while, the waiter will put the stone under one of the small bowls, and then confuse the three small bowls. Finally, find out the small bowl with stones. If anyone guesses without using divine consciousness After two times, who will win, do you understand?

Canglan has played this small game countless times as early as when the pear fell into the valley, but it was also simple. He did not hesitate to delay and said directly, "Please start."

Qianye put down the small bowl and smiled in a low voice, "This is not like guessing lantern riddles. It takes luck."

"Canglan does his best, and the ending is up to fate." Looking back at the person opposite, Cang Lan had a shallow smile on his face, but Qianye deliberately or unintentionally mentioned the past, which made his heart particularly uncomfortable. Didn't you say that there is no emotion at all? What is the purpose of putting the past in your mouth?

The Qianye opposite did not open his mouth, and the standing waiter automatically came forward. He put the stones under a bowl, and then mixed the three bowls together. In the process of chaos, he was as fast as light and shadow. He could only see three white shadows constantly messing back and forth. When his hands stopped, the two had completely separated. I don't know which one has stones.

Such a simple game is not as hard as guessing lantern riddles, and you don't need to fight with two swords. If you don't have skills, you can only rely on luck, and these two people can only rely on luck to find answers.

Three small bowls of stillness, two guessers. Looking at each other, they are all looking for their own luck.

In the first round, Canglan chose the one on the far right, while Qianye was the far left. The two opened the small bowl together and gave it to Qianye.

Qianye, who guessed the first time, smiled faintly and looked at the cang Lan with his eyebrows, but his smile gradually froze. He ordered the waiter to come forward for the second game, and he stared quietly at Canglan, and Canglan also looked back.

The two people have no momentum to win or lose at all, and no one has studied whether there are any rules to find in this. Just looking at each other silently, there is reluctance, unwillingness, and affection that they can't distinguish from each other.

This time, Canglan still chose the small bowl on the far right, while Qianye chose the one in the middle. When the small bowl was opened, the answer was clear at a glance, and Cang Lan won the game.

Cang Lan was not happy or unhappy at all, but calmly put the bowl back, and so did Qianye, but he was not silent.

"You and I win one game each, and we win or lose the last game. I don't know if we are lucky... Who will we take care of?"

Canglan smiled and said, "No matter what the ending is, I accept it calmly."

"Good!" Qianye said a word cheerfully, and the waiter had begun the last gambling game.

The overlapping white shadow, the waiter's technique is much faster than the previous two times. After all, Cang Lan is a little worried. Luck really can't be described in words. Can she really win by guarding the position she identified?

The three still bowls are still on the table. Canglan raised his hand and was about to choose the one he first identified, but he hung in mid-air but hesitated. Will what you have been sticking to will really always be here? After luck once, will there be a second chance?

She doesn't force the final win or lose, but she wants to win, and she hopes to do more.

Looking up at Qianye, he met the man's complicated eyes. Maybe he doesn't know the answer, and he is also wondering and thinking. But after all, Qianye was decisive. Cang Lan hesitated and he would not hesitate. He reached out and lifted the small bowl in the middle, which was empty. Looking at Canglan helplessly, he seemed to tell her that she would see your luck next.

But this action made the waiter beside him slightly stunned, but looking at Qianye's cold and frosty look, he immediately stood there calmly.

Qianye didn't find the stone, which means that no matter whether Canglan chooses the right one or not, she is not defeated. If she is a little better, she may really win.

"Don't you choose yet? Choice is important, but if you don't take action, everything will be sad. Qianye's urging words sounded in his ear. While Cang Lan looked at him, he had put down his hand and lifted the small bowl on the far right.

"Canglan won."

Canglan had time to see it in the future, and the waiter had announced the ending loudly. Canglan looked at the stone under the bowl in surprise and lay there as quietly as last time. Looking at Qianye, his face was still full of emotion.

Is luck really the blessing of luck? Do you really stick to your persistence and you will definitely get what you want?

Cang Lan was puzzled, but the answer was really in front of him.

Qian Yeyu drank a glass of wine and said, "From now on, you can leave the demon world at any time." After saying that, he took a deep look at Canglan and said to the waiter, "Send off to leave the demon world."

Then he got up and went in the direction of Wuyao, and a waiter had walked to Canglan. Canglan got up and looked at the back, but couldn't help calling out, "Qianye."

The walking man stopped, but he did not look back. Just a faint tone came from him, "Is there anything else?"

Canglan stared at the man and couldn't find what he wanted to say, but he wanted to say something to him. After saying goodbye, it would be far away.

"The wine in the demon world is not as light as the wine from the hate sky. You... drink as little as possible." I really couldn't find anything to say, so Cang Lan had to say it so randomly. Qianye turned back slightly, but still didn't look at Canglan.

Holding the cold sword in his hand, Canglan frowned and said seriously, "And... If you really want to attack Da'ashan tomorrow, I hope... you can... stay with your life."

After saying that, Qianye couldn't help sneering, and his cold temperament increased. He asked again, "Is there anything else?"

No rejection and no answer.

Canglan lowered her eyes and picked up the stone on the table and held it in the palm of her hand. She could clearly feel the hard touch of the stone. Looking at that person, she smiled and said, "And... If you and I are still alive after the end of this battle of Heaven and Demons, I... Canglan will accompany you at any cost. This heart is like a rock and will never change."

The last sentence is her commitment and her attitude towards this relationship.

While saying that, Canglan took a deep look at Qianye's back, turned away with reluctance and helplessness, and the waiter also followed.

Standing in place for a long time before Qianye looked back at Canglan. The white figure had gone far, but Qianye still looked at her gradually submerged under the red sky until she disappeared.

Looking at the table, the three small bowls were still there, but the stone was nowhere to be found.

"The heart is like a rock, will it never change?" Whining those words, he would smile, as if he had forgotten all the unhappiness and silent resentment in the past few days. Hearing that sentence with my own ears, it was as if there was a warm current in my heart that followed the blood to the limbs and bones, deep into the bone marrow. Looking at the direction of Canglan's departure, he whispered, "Me too."

If your heart is like a rock, it will never change.

Me, too.

If everything is over and you and I are still alive, then, a lifetime, a couple.