There are always authors who commit crimes against the wind

Chapter 121 Donate 2

Hearing the life and death all around made it uncomfortable, Lu Cangyan began to wander in a trance, and sincerely felt that changing the text 5.0 system could change the name.

——After poking the male protagonist off Liudaoya with a sword, the current direction of the plot has been full of wild flowers.

Presumably, when Fang just asked him to come in through the book, he would not believe that the male lead would fall in love with him and then beat him up.

——This is simply the God Writer System! ! ?Dude, if you don't write novels about intrigue, love and killing each other, you're simply blinding your talent! ! !

The wave of complaints in the drowsiness was endless, and when Lu Cangyan opened her eyes again, her whole body was already wrapped in three layers by the inner and outer layers of the immortal rope that was several times higher than the forbidden spirit silk.

——It’s such a waste, now with me as a remnant blood Nascent Soul, you can just throw this to fend for yourself and die cleanly... As for attaching so much importance to it, why are you tied so many times...

With a slight movement of her body, her whole body was covered with dull pain and stickiness. Lu Cangyan stopped her distracted thoughts, and just took a breath and sat up from the dark and damp ground, when the stained black iron door in front of her was swung open with a bang, revealing Several people in Tsing Yi came.

——Is this the rhythm of being transferred to an international prison?

He lowered his eyes to look at the people who came, and those people also looked down at him, their eyes gradually turned from indifference and disgust to charming and blurred.

Some bad thoughts suddenly rose in Lu Cangyan's mind.

The hanging eyes at the head really whistled and said frivolously:

"Yo. Don't even talk about why Lu Cangyan can do that kind of thing... Just based on this temperament and appearance, there are indeed many chances of being recruited."

His eyes seemed to be on fire: "Look at those eyes, at that neck, at those shoulders, waist, legs. Tsk tsk..."

Lu Cangyan coughed, her eyes were cold enough to kill.

As a result, the other party became even more excited: "Ah, I dare to do it but I dare not tell others... I heard that Lu Zunzuo has an extremely yin physique that has been rarely seen in years, why don't you demonstrate it to us today, Tell us to see how much this nourishing technique is..."

--Snapped! !

A sword light suddenly hit the black iron, those people were startled, and when they turned around, they saw Situ Yue standing upright in a black school uniform, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"...Young Master Situ?"

Situ Yue immediately stabbed over with the Scarlet Sky Sword: "Don't get close to me! If you are not a human being, you should learn to speak with your own mouth!! Disgusting!! It's just a pile of rubbish!!!"

A bloody gash was cut open on the arm of the leader, Yue Heng and the others, all of them panicked and took a step back, but in an instant they all remembered the vicious reputation of this person in recent years!

——Devil Situ! !This is the devil Situ! !

"roll!!!"

After learning this sentence, it was as if he had learned the hadith, and several people ran away with their heads in their hands. Situ Yue immediately took the opened black iron gate, and rushed in three steps at a time.

"... Are you okay??... They didn't do anything to you... right..."

The young man with crow clouds was simply wrapped in a white shirt, and layers of delicate chains tied the loose clothes to his body, which actually drew out the smooth lines.

Situ Yue stared blankly, then choked up his voice, and hurriedly turned his face to sweep down.

He stammered: "...I...I have tried my best...but...those people are as determined as mad dogs to kill you...I too..."

Lu Cangyan was actually quite moved in her heart.

——Sure enough, only the villain can cherish each other with the villain.

For so many years, he has been careful and pampering and paying attention to the hero every day.

In the end, it was not Fang Jibai who cared about his life or death, but Situ Yue, who had no feelings at all, and should even hate him.

So he smiled a little.

...he smiled.

Seeing the still picturesque eyebrows of the young man suddenly raised his lips to him, Situ Yue's heart was beating in a panic. He suddenly wanted to stab the world with a sword, and suddenly wanted to stab himself.

He immediately slammed his sword into the ground heavily.

"...Laugh!! You still have the heart to laugh!!? Lu Cangyan, you are going to die, do you know it!! Your reputation in this life is ruined, do you know it!!! It's good to die!! It's all over!! Don't you just Aren’t you afraid that those people will suddenly have evil intentions and tell you to be a prisoner for the rest of your life? Do you know that!!!?”

He stepped forward and grabbed the youth's cuff:

"It's not easy for me to have someone who can bully, scold, and despise!!! Why are you so self-respecting!!! Is it interesting to make yourself so miserable!!? Do you like to see other people's coveted expressions so much!!? "

He ruthlessly pulled Chi Xiao back into the scabbard, grabbed the man forward, and immediately hugged the thin figure into his arms.

——Compared to the first time I saw it, it has decreased a lot...

Gritting his teeth, he adjusted his direction and hugged the young man into his arms. He turned around viciously, and he was about to lead people straight out.

The other Linqiong monks suddenly panicked.

"...Young Master Yue!!"

"...Master Yue!"

"Get out!! Shut up if you don't want to die!!"

One sentence made all the fans silent, Situ Yue tightened his arms, but whispered to himself: "Promise that the group of your teacher will not make you feel wronged... I will do what I say. , I'll just get you out...!"

chap! !

The formation that suddenly flashed by the door was pulled away, and Situ Yue spit out a mouthful of blood, but saw that the frivolous cold chains on the young man's body tightened suddenly, and more blood was spilled out than him.

He let go of his hand in shock, and his whole body was bounced away by the formation, leaving Lu Cangyan slumped to the ground, tossing and choking blood from being suppressed by the force.

Situ Yue's face turned pale: "...how...how..."

Immediately ignoring the lingering dizziness of the formation, he rushed back, Situ Yue wiped off the blood all over his body, and hugged him again.

"Lord Lu Shan...you...you..."

The young man smiled weakly at him: "...how could you let me go so easily...can you ask for water and clothes...I just want to wash up and sleep...I feel good...cough cough...OK uncomfortable..."

The hands behind the young man's back were locked tightly, and Situ Yue's eyes were full of suffocation and grievance, and his appearance was a little bit like Chu Yanqing.

Lu Cangyan couldn't help saying softly: "It's okay... don't worry about me... Anyway, I don't feel the pain anymore after a long time... who doesn't die...well..."

"...don't talk."

Lu Cangyan shook her head: "I deserved to die... I'd be fine if I died... You shouldn't wrong yourself to come here... I can..."

"Tell you to stop talking!!!"

Picking up the person again and lying in his arms, Situ Yue found this person's jokes so disgusting for the first time.

"Meng Jianzhong!! Water!! Bring water!! Bring clothes!"

He shouted to the stunned crowd outside with red eyes, but he continued: "... His sword and the ring are guarded by that kid Gu Huan..."

"Take it back!!... That bitch dares to say no!! Kill without pardon!!!"

Pulling out Chi Xiao and slashing hard at the immortal rope, Situ Yue spattered blood lines from the bottom of his hand, and finally broke the chain that was tightly entwined in the young man's flesh.

He stripped the man out of the iron rope, and his tone was full of begging: "The whole body is tied tightly...how do you clean and change clothes...does it hurt? Lu Cangyan,...does it hurt?"

The man's blue hair was scattered on the ground, and his peaceful face was leaning against the cold ground, with only a smile in his eyes.

Situ Yue choked up: "...you, why can you laugh..."

……

After taking out all the clothes and buckets from the ring for others and setting them up, Situ Yue drove away everyone, and closed the door by himself, sulking at the faint sound of water inside.

Wrapping the wound on his hand casually, he squatted down and hugged his knees, staring blankly at the ground, feeling uncomfortable and almost crying.

The footsteps of a group of people suddenly sounded from the corner.

"...It's hard work, Mr. Situ. He takes such good care of every thief, isn't it the case of Linqiong Zongxun?"

Situ Yue raised his head, looked at Gu Lin with dark eyes and said nothing.

Gu Lin ignored him, and signaled the crowd behind him to surround him with his eyes. He said in a gentle voice, "The time has come, please invite Lu Cangyan and Lord Lu Shan to come with us."

"...How dare you!!!"

The black-clothed youth who had an ugly expression and shouted a word directly blocked him from the sword formation. Those under Gu Lin looked indifferent, but they knocked off the iron bars with one blow, and broke in after tearing down the screen.

Situ Yue choked anxiously: "Gu Lin, you bastard..."

—There is nothing in the room that can make people think about it.

In the clean and empty prison cell, Lu Cangyan stood by the only window in the prison with such solemn attire, and the faint moonlight shone down, as if she had coated that person with a layer of bright white light.

It's so cold that it can't be expected.

"go out."

The two words did not add any spiritual power at all, but the deep coldness caused the first few people who entered the room to be taken aback, and they actually took three steps back.

The young man then turned his eyes, and the warmth and alienation in his eyes was just right, just like last night.

...has not changed.

...has never changed.

It seems that this person should be this warm and unapproachable from the beginning to the end.

He should stand very high, and use that god-like expression to look around the world of mortals.

He should be independent from the world, as if what he was staying at the moment was not a prison cell, and what he should go to was not the execution ground, but the Daoist forum in front of Huaizhi Mountain covered with pagoda trees.

"Thank you for your hard work, Gu Sect Master."

A word without sadness or joy was thrown down, but Gu Lin's heart suddenly condensed a layer of chill.

Watching the young man adjust the wide sleeves of Tianxuanyi slightly, he walked forward with firm steps.

He turned his face slightly, his hair slipped from the front of the crown, and his smile was as warm as a flower blooming:

"I don't know if this seat needs to be tied up tightly when I go out this time?"

Gu Lin's eyes struggled, but he couldn't speak the sentence no matter what.

The young man backhandedly took out the arm from Fenglu's pocket and pinned it to his waist.

"If you don't say it, it's the default."

He straightened Jiansui, but missed Gu Lin directly.

"Everyone who wants to send it away."

"This seat will go first."

The author has something to say: Is it true that all universities do not allow indulgence and presumptuousness... "Cool" does things normally...

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