Wang Ning's obviously mocking tone did not make Lin Yun angry, and his gaze fell on Su Ziyao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Ziyao had just finished fighting the puppet and was about to leave.

Seeing Lin Yun walking towards him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Sister Su!"

Lin Yun's mood was a little complicated, he had never really observed Su Ziyao, and most of them passed by at a glance.

At such a close distance, Su Ziyao's delicate face was indeed beautiful and a little thrilling.

But against the backdrop of her cold temperament, even if they are so close, they can feel a distant distance.

"Something?"

Su Ziyao's expression remained unchanged, looked at Lin Yun, and asked softly.

"I ......"

When the words came to his mouth, Lin Yun was blocked all of a sudden, not knowing how to speak.

Since learning of the original owner's obsession, Lin Yun has been preparing, but it is still a little difficult to say when he really faces Su Ziyao.

"Look, Lin Yun is going to confess to Su Ziyao!"

"Really?"

"Oh my God, he really has the guts......"

Lin Yun's strange expression, under the commotion of a group of people, immediately turned into him wanting to confess to Su Ziyao.

It immediately caused a sensation in the hall.

The disciples in the inner area all gathered over, and the other outer disciples were also moved when they heard the news, and they were all excited.

"You sword slave, what are you going to say quickly, Zi Yao is very busy. “

Wang Ning's expression changed, and a wave of anger was brewing in his heart, and he directly reprimanded him.

Lin Yun still ignored him, looked at Su Ziyao and said, "In the past two years, thank you Senior Sister Su for taking care of you, every time Senior Sister Su has rewarded, Lin Yun has always remembered it......

Su Ziyao looked at him calmly and did not answer.

What to say?

Looking at Su Ziyao's expression, Lin Yun suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart, maybe in Su Ziyao's opinion, it was a trivial matter at all.

The original owner never forgets it, and it is an obsession that is difficult to get rid of until death.

She, Su Ziyao, really doesn't have to care too much.

Even if he is upright today, standing opposite her as an inner disciple, it seems that he has not changed anything.

Forget it, leave Tianyuan Dan and leave.

But

The exclusion in the miscellaneous room in those years, the loneliness and helplessness of being driven out in the heavy rain in the middle of the night that day, the pain and panic of being branded with the mark of the sword slave on the eyebrows......

No way!

Lin Yun's expression became firm, his eyes were hesitant, and he said: "Senior Sister Su's kindness, Lin Yun really remembered it in his heart and never forgot it. In the year of Gengzi, June 18, the sky is fine. The first time my sister asked me to maintain my sword, I was wearing a purple dress that day, and my sister looked hurried. I didn't dare to slack off, and after caring for it, I handed over the sword to my senior sister with my own hands, and the world gave me five health pills. ”

There is no need to deliberately recall the bits and pieces of Su Ziyao.

The slightest thought poured out like a tide.

The deceased original owner seemed to appear behind Lin Yun, muttering softly with a gentle smile on his face.

"In the year of Gengzi, August 26, it was cloudy. It was raining lightly that day, and the senior sister seemed to have forgotten to hold an umbrella, and the rain was drenched. I plucked up the courage and went back to the wooden house to get my umbrella, but when I came out, my sister was already gone. ”

"In the year of Gengzi, on the sixth day of October, it was so cold, and the autumn wind blew people cold. But when I saw my sister coming, the sky seemed to be clear, and when my sister came to get the sword three days later, she gave me a hundred taels of gold. Let me go down the mountain and buy some clothes, it should be the first time that my sister has said so many words to me. ”

"In the year of Gengzi, on the fifteenth day of the winter month, it was snowing heavily. Maybe it's because of the snow, I seem to see a smile on my sister's face. But I seem to be mistaken, but I think it should be right, and the senior sister does laugh. Since then, I wish it had snowed every day, so that the smile on my sister's face should be a little more, so good. ”

......

The original owner kept talking, he seemed to be behind Lin Yun, smiling very happily.

But Lin Yun's eyes, I don't know when, gradually moistened.

One person cried and the other laughed, and the past was shown bit by bit from Lin Yun's mouth.

The original owner not only remembered every reward Su Ziyao, but also remembered what the weather was that day, what she was wearing, and her expression clearly.

In the organ hall, the voice that was originally a little mocking Lin Yun gradually quieted down.

The entire hall was silent, and only Lin Yun's voice could be heard.

Listening to him, he told Su Ziyao bit by bit.

"In July of this year, Senior Sister came again, which is different from before. Senior Sister's face hasn't changed, but I know that Senior Sister seems to have something on her mind, and I want to ask Senior Sister several times......"

"Enough!"

At this moment, Su Ziyao, whose expression had remained unchanged, suddenly interrupted Lin Yun.

On Su Ziyao's cold face, her expression changed, as if she was suppressing something.

Her face was paler than before.

Su Ziyao said in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

Lin Yun, who was interrupted, suddenly felt like a dream, and only came back to his senses after half a ring, and saw Su Ziyao's look that seemed to be a little angry.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly: "I just want to say that Senior Sister has remembered my reward in her heart, and it is unforgettable." Today, I came to repay the favor, this Tianyuan Dan, I spent 40,000 pieces of lower grade spirit stones to buy it, please accept it, the past kindness, this is clear. ”

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, the entire organ hall suddenly cooled down, and a chill swept in all directions.

The icy coldness invaded the depths of everyone's bones, and the cold people shivered.

"Liangqing?"

I saw that Su Ziyao's face was pale and showed a smile, but this smile made people feel cold to the bones, and they didn't feel a trace of warmth.

Her peerless face is pale, and her smile is distressing.

Su Ziyao took the jade bottle, the smile on her face was retracted, there was only endless coldness, and the cold made people shudder.

The cold and arrogant temperament of being high up and peerless reappeared on her face.

Her mood seemed to be extremely unstable, her face was frighteningly white, and she looked at Lin Yun and said word by word: "I rarely give things to people, but no one dares to give them back to me." Lin Yun, you are the first!"

Syllable!

Worth 40,000 lower-grade spirit stones, countless sect elders in Tianshui country, the coveted Tianyuan Dan.

In Su Ziyao's hands, she was crushed.

The piercing voice, combined with the cold and arrogant look on her face, made people's hearts beat for a while.

"You sword slave, as soon as you became an inner disciple, you kicked your nose and face to make Zi Yao angry, I think you don't want to die!"

On the side, Wang Ning was already unhappy, holding back his anger, after seeing Su Ziyao's anger.

was immediately furious, and he was ready to shoot at Lin Yun on the spot.

Shout!

But as soon as his hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, a cold light flashed, and a trace of blood appeared on his neck.

The blood stains were very shallow, so shallow that Wang Ning couldn't feel a trace of pain.

But this is obviously the person who made the shot, deliberately merciful, and if he wants him to die, the other party only needs to use a little force.

With such precise control, the strength of the person who shot is even more terrifying.

Boom!

Su Ziyao put away the sword and returned it to the sheath, her body exuded a terrifying killing intent, and said coldly: "Did I let you touch him?"

For a moment, Wang Ning was so frightened that his face was bloodless, and he really thought that Su Ziyao would kill him with his sword in the next moment.

But Su Ziyao's mood seemed to be very unstable.

After leaving these words, he glanced at Lin Yun deeply and turned to leave.

Lin Yun, who was a little dazed, turned around and took two steps, only to find Su Ziyao, who had already left in a few flashes.

"Little brute, I'll put up with you for a long time!"

Seeing Su Ziyao leaving, Wang Ning was so frightened that he retracted his anger and exploded.

Without warning, he took out his sword and killed Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's heart sank, and his face was cold.

Gather swords into the wind!

The funeral sword was in the palm of his hand, and it spun quickly on the ground.

The strong internal strength in the body frantically poured into the sword body, and for a while, the wind was strong.

Lin Yun's body erupted with a terrifying and astonishing sword momentum, and the moment he turned around, he stabbed out with the sword.

Clang!

I saw that between the lightning and flint, the scabbard of the funeral sword hit Wang Ning's chest with lightning speed.

Poof!

Wang Ning's ribs on his chest were broken, his internal organs exploded, his painful facial features were distorted, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The whole person was slammed into the air, and it was unbearable to see.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

On weekdays, he is good friends with Wang Ning, but he is the only inner disciple who is the first to look forward, and he was taken aback.

"Little sword slave, you are so arrogant!"

The six inner disciples, in anger, shot at Lin Yun at the same time and took off.

Take a photo back!

Lin Yun's expression was cold, and the scabbard flew out horizontally, revealing the sword body like a Qiushui Yiren.

Taking advantage of the sword momentum that has not yet dispersed when the sword gathers into the wind, it rises in the air, and people dance with the sword. In a single breath, eight afterimages were left in the air, as swift as lightning flashes.

When he landed, he backhanded a sword, the sword identity was exactly the same, and the scabbard that remained in the air at the end of the sword.

Thump!

The six disciples screamed incessantly, and the sword wounds on their bodies were like blood springs splashing, like six blood flowers in full bloom.

With a glance, Wang Ning, who fell to the ground in the distance, was so frightened that he kept moving back.

Lin Yun snorted coldly, too lazy to care about him.

Turning around and leaving the hall quickly, the disciples of the Quartet gave way one after another, not daring to take the lead.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the hall, Lin Yun saw a pool of blood on the steps.

Squatted down and reached out to dot it.

The blood stains had not dried, and there was a hint of coldness.

It was as if someone was holding on to the door not long ago, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Su Ziyao!

Lin Yun's heart chuckled, and his face showed a complicated color that he had never seen before.

Am I forgetting something?