Chapter 53 Deposed

Lin Muyao's problem is very sharp. Even if only two people are alone, it gives Qin Yan a harsh feeling.

He frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "I got along with Miss Mu from sincerity, but I couldn't help it, so..."

Lin Muyao laughed again regardless of her image: "Ha, ha ha ha... I didn't know today that Mr. Qin is such a humorous and funny person. This word 'sincere' is really wonderful, sharp and spicy, and can be recorded in the history of scriptures..."

With such a ruthless mockery, Qin Yan also felt angry and said lightly, "Does the young lady think it's ridiculous? Don't forget that everything I have done is under your instructions. I guess you asked me to get close to Miss Mu, not just to make us fall in love with each other. I'm sorry, no matter how great the young lady is brewing, I don't want to deceive Miss Mu again.

Lin Muyao snorted coldly: "What is cheating? Your self-righteous way blinds your eyes and makes you unable to see what is in front of you. Stop pretending. Since it's a demand, why don't you make up your mind at the beginning and give up halfway? It's ridiculous! Since ancient times, you have been doing nothing. You can't even do this. What else do you want to talk about being strong? What kind of promiscuous Taoism, it doesn't matter if you don't learn it!"

"Enough!"

"I just want to say it! Do you lack something to have pathologically distorted thoughts? Ah, I don't know how to describe you, childish, incomplete, hypocritical, self-righteous, and don't know what to do! It's really stupid to pursue those illusory and ethereal things without a good beauty! You can't find anyone more stupid than you!"

The anger in Qin Yan's heart was completely ignited by these words. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath and said, "Miss, everyone has their own aspirations. Please don't impose your ideas on others."

Lin Muyao did not answer immediately. After saying that, her dissatisfaction was almost vented and gradually calmed down. She just stared deeply into Qin Yan's eyes, as if to completely explore the real thoughts in his heart through the appearance of hypocrisy.

A cool breeze blew, bringing a low and weak cry-like whine, brushing their cheeks and soothing their inner restlessness. Qin Yan quickly suppressed the anger in his chest, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down. He said, "We have been out for a long time. Go back. Don't let them worry."

Lin Muyao shook her head, looked up at the dark mountain scenery in the sky, and sighed, "You know, love cannot be weighed and compared. You will have such a strange idea because you have never really loved... One day in the future, you will naturally understand that even if you really succeed, you will only fall into eternal In the distant loneliness, there is no meaning.

Qin Yan held the corners of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly without answering.

What a luxury love is for him. Even without that heart towards Taoism, just considering the identity of the demon disciple is enough for him to give up any unrealistic ideas. The joy of one night is meaningless, and the short sweetness will eventually lead to bitter poison wine.

Lin Muyao turned her head, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said sarcastically, "I finally understand why I can't see what men should have in your eyes. It's not that your quality is more noble than them, but because you are more stupid than them. You are so cowardly that you even have to escape your feelings... Well, it's a waste of time to preach to a person like you. Go away."

Qin Yan was stunned, and then showed a look of joy: "Will you let me go?"

"Well, before I change my mind. Hurry up and disappear from my sight. I'll treat you as if I've never seen you..."

Lin Muyao turned her head and looked at the shadow of the pavilion in the depths of dusk, with a sarcastic smile on the corners of her mouth. However, when she saw the corner of the yellow skirt dancing with the wind behind the stone pillar not far away, the smile on her lips immediately solidified on her face. She showed a nervous look and stood stiff for two seconds before whispering, "Xueer, is that you?"

It turned out that the crying wind was not an illusion. A familiar yellow shirt turned out from behind the stone pillar, revealing Mu Chengxue's sad face. Hibiscus sobbed and had tears in her eyes.

She opened her mouth slightly and her voice was as weak as crying: "I heard it..."

Qin Yan, who had turned around, was at a loss and froze in place. Lin Muyao's face changed several times, and it was as gloomy as a thick layer of frost. She barely squeezed out her smiling face and walked up to Mu Chengxue: "Xueer, listen to me..."

"Don't, don't come here!" Mu Chengxue shouted with a cry and retreated in panic. She didn't notice the flower bed behind her. Her back foot touched the bar, and her whole body fell into it. At this time, a strong arm stretched out from the side, quickly and gently stabilized her body, and whispered in her ear, "Miss Mu, be careful."

Mucheng Xue looked over with tears in his eyes. The man was clothed high and magnificent, and it was He Lianshan. At this moment, in her opinion, all the familiar people put on a hypocritical face, and only this strange man can comfort her a little. If all the longing and tenderness these days are just a scam, who is she happy for and sad for?

Is it false to know each other and comfort in the lonely night?

She couldn't help crying.

Lin Muyao stood six or seven steps in front of her, staring at her crying, with tears in her eyes.

Qin Yan stayed in place for a moment and felt guilty when he saw the beautiful face of Mucheng snow pear blossoms with rain. Indeed, Lin Muyao's scolding is reasonable. If I really have a firm heart, I should not have accepted her instructions from the beginning. Unfortunately, it is irreparable now, and it is useless to be ashamed. So... Goodbye!

He turned around and took a step forward. Unexpectedly, this move fell into the eyes of He Lianshan, but made him uncontrollably rise to his anger and murderous intent.

"Hight!" The sudden roar stopped Qin Yan's footsteps again. He turned around and said, "What do you want, Mr. He?"

He Lianshan gently helped Mu Chengxue sit on the flower bed and said softly, "Miss Mu, take a break and wait for me for a while."

After saying that, he straightened up and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. He looked at Qin Yan and stepped heavily under his feet, as if an arrow from the string shot at Qin Yan.

In an instant, he passed by Lin Muyao, and the strong wind brought by the running made Lin Muyao's hair fly. In mid-air, his wrist turned, and suddenly pulled out a dark red glow. The sword "dusk" came out of its sheath and poured out a blood-red halo, covering Qin Yan.

The "twilight" inherited from Yandang Mountain Sword God, with a violent and crazy smell of death, stabbed Qin Yan's eyebrows, throat, heart, lower body and other deadly parts at the same time. It was a rolling wave of blood, and it only took one storm to make him sleep here forever.

Qin Yan's breathing condensed in the blood wave.

At the moment when He Lianshan flew over, he had also pulled out the long sword behind him, mobilized all the aura of his body, and went up against the blood-red wave.