By the time we arrived at Lanlin Temple, it was already close to dusk. Jiang Yuning gave half of the money on her body to the coachman, but the coachman shirked it honestly, saying that Master Jiang was kind to him, and he couldn't ask for this money.

Jiang Yuning didn't insist, and went to the temple after receiving the money.

The temple reflected in the green trees, the apricot yellow courtyard walls, the blue-gray temple ridge, and the pale green towering ancient trees are all bathed in the rose-red morning glow.

It's picturesque.

Walking all the way into the main hall, it was very secluded all the way.

Although there were some little monks on the road, when they saw Jiang Yuning, they didn't mean to stop her, as if they had expected her to come.

It wasn't until he arrived at the main hall that a white and pure monk who looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old came to lead the way, and took Jiang Yuning and Nangong Xuanyan all the way to a room in a small courtyard.

There was an old monk in the room, with gray hair and a white beard, but there was no trace of the old age that an old man should have.

This old monk is probably a high-ranking monk with wind marks.

"Oh? The Demon Lord is here too. ”

Wind Scar didn't look up, and said slowly as he pushed the brewed tea towards them.

What is a Demon Lord?

Amount(⊙o⊙)... I only know the Demon Emperor.

Could it be the Demon Emperor's brother?

Brother?

Son?

… Nangong Xuanyan had already sat down, Jiang Yuning hesitated due to the wind marks, and was thinking about Nangong Xuanyan's identity.

With a kind smile on his face, Feng Scar saw Jiang Yuning's doubts, and then said, "Don't think about it, the person next to you is Nangong Xuanyan, the only son of the Demon Emperor now." ”

Nangong Xuanyan saw that this old guy was deliberately demolishing his own platform, and his face was a little bad, but he didn't stop it.

Jiang Yuning didn't reply, and sat down quietly, as if he didn't think about anything just now, it was all Fengji who thought too much.

"I don't know what the donor is looking for a poor monk?"

This is simply a knowingly asked, didn't they all have already set up tea to welcome each other.

Jiang Yuning glanced at him and was silent.

The corners of Fengji's mouth twitched, this guy is too cold to people, and he has no grievances.

But then the wind scars turned into a kind smile, and suddenly a sentence came, "Is the donor willing to save the common people?" ”

This is back to Nangong Xuanyan is not calm, save the common people?

Just her?

"Ahem."

Nangong Xuanyan put down the teacup and said, "Why did the master say this?" ”

Before this wind scar returned to Nangong Xuanyan, Jiang Yuning said leisurely, "I don't want to." ”

Nangong Xuanyan closed his mouth in amusement, picked up the teacup and shook it again, looking careless.

Feng Scar glanced at Nangong Xuanyan lightly, he knew that this man was not simple, he seemed to be careless, but in fact, all his attention was here.

Fengji drew his attention back to Jiang Yuning, looked at the left side of her face that was blocked by hair, and said, "Can you show the poor monk your left eye?" ”

Before the words fell, Nangong Xuan put down the teacup violently, his cold eyes shot directly at the wind marks, and the murderous aura in the room skyrocketed, and the meaning of the warning was very obvious.

Jiang Yuning didn't move at all, she wasn't surprised by Nangong Xuanyan's reaction, she had long expected that their purpose was all in her left eye.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to take a look."

The wind mark was not moved by Nangong Xuan's murderous aura in the slightest.

still looks kind.

Nangong Xuanyan collected his murderous aura, but he did not relax his vigilance.

Jiang Yuning is not afraid of what this old monk will do to her, these eyes must be useful, now is not the time for her to die, there is no need to worry about her life and death.

Jiang Yuning took off the blindfold, lifted her hair, and her whole face was exposed in the air, her red left eye was as red as blood, but it grew on a face as pure as an angel, which made people have an indescribable charm.

Feng Zhen looked at Jiang Yuning's left eye carefully, his face was serious and dignified.

Nangong Xuanyan on the side only stared at the wind mark, leaning on the table with one hand lazily, but the other hand had already concentrated the internal force in his hand, and he was afraid that as long as the wind mark made a move, he would want to blow his head.

The air was about to condense, and the three of them did not move at all, and the cold air was suppressed in the air, and they still refused to disperse.

Jiang Yuning's eyes were sore, and she didn't care whether she could see the wind marks clearly or not, so she directly opened her face and closed her eyes to relieve the relief.

"Alas... What a pity! The burden of saving the common people does not fall on those who are unwilling to save the common people. It's a pity. It's a pity..."

Wind Scar shook his head and sighed with regret.

Nangong Xuanyan stopped looking at him, and continued to pick up the teacup and shake it carelessly.

Jiang Yuning didn't want to come here to listen to the old monk's nonsense, saving the common people or anything was nonsense.

She frowned impatiently and asked in a deep voice, "What is the point of these red eyes?" ”

The question is what is the value of this eyeball, which will make the two emperors want to fight.

Fengji smiled, stroked his beard and said slowly, "I'm afraid that the benefactor next to you also knows something, why don't you ask in advance." ”

What does this mean?

Jiang Yuning's brows furrowed even deeper, and he glanced at Nangong Xuanyan deeply, he didn't seem to hear this, and still shook the teacup.

Looking at the smile on his face again, there was no trace of malice, was this old monk reminding himself to beware of Nangong Xuanyan?

。

"I want to know it all."

Jiang Yuning no longer looked at Nangong Xuanyan, and couldn't guess his thoughts from his face.

I had to continue to ask about the wind marks.

"Hehehe."

Wind Scar laughed a few times, this Nizi was afraid that it would be ruined by these villains around her.

was trying to persuade the child, but found that Jiang Yuning was looking at him with eyes like a neuropath, so he had no choice but to restore his positive color and say, "These red eyes are called red blood pupils." Its power comes from darkness, and in ancient times, the true body of the Red Blood Pupil was just a blood-colored gem with aura, and the person who obtained it would be the emperor of the Blood Clan. However, the turbidity of this gem is accumulating more and more, the power is getting stronger and stronger, and it is instantly demonized, and there is a danger of breaking, so it seals itself, and after hundreds of years of cultivation, just sixteen years ago, the day you were born, broke through the seal, entered your body, and became your left eye, so now ......"

"I only ask you, what is it worth!"

Jiang Yuning impatiently interrupted the gushing of the wind marks.

Feng Scar smiled bitterly, and looked at Nangong Xuanyan embarrassedly, he didn't look impatient at all, alas... This girl is so anxious!

"That being the case. I'll just say it bluntly, the red blood pupil is a symbol of darkness, but the natural meaning will be different depending on the person who uses it. You can use it to save people, but you can also use it to kill people, and it has the ability to control people's hearts when your feelings change. ”

Controlling people's hearts?

Nangong Xuanyan was stunned in his heart, if this is the case, wouldn't the person who got it be able to control the world?

"But,"

Windmark paused and said, "Once you use these powers, its demonic nature is enough to devour your heart, and where you are, there will be a bloody disaster." ”

Do you mean not to use this power?

She doesn't even know how to use it yet, what is she worried about.

"So what am I going to do now?"

Jiang Yuning asked.

"Don't be angry. There must be no thought of killing. ”

Wind Scar said in a deep voice.

Hopefully, this child will survive this.

"For a lifetime?"

Jiang Yuning was secretly surprised, this requirement was a bit harsh.

Fengji nodded, then looked at Jiang Yuning with sympathetic eyes and continued, "Naturally, there are forces from all sides eyeing you now, but you must not be taken advantage of!" ”

After speaking, he didn't forget to take a look at Nangong Xuanyan.

Nangong Xuanyan was speechless in his heart, whether to express it so obviously.

"Then I don't want this power?"

Jiang Yuning ignored the hints of the wind marks, and she naturally knew it in her own heart.

For a while, Nangong Xuanyan and Feng Scar didn't understand what she meant, and then Jiang Yuning said a word, almost causing Feng Scar to vomit blood and die.

Here's what she said, "What if I gouged out this eyeball? ”

It's like I'm not talking about myself, and my tone is flat and not like a person.

Nangong Xuanyan was also taken aback, and the tea almost shook out of the quilt.

I can't imagine that she can be so cruel to herself.

The wind mark didn't come back to his senses after listening to it for a while, and then glanced at Jiang Yuning with strange eyes.

This kid can't have been swallowed by the turbidity of the red blood pupil, why is it so bloody at every turn.

"No!"

Wind Scar's face was not good-looking, almost black.

Qing Xù was a little excited, and hurriedly shouted, "This will definitely cause chaos in the world!" Wars will break out between the factions for your eyeballs. ”

Jiang Yuning was not affected by the excitement of the wind scars in the slightest, she still looked at ease, and said, "I didn't ask you what will happen to the world, what I asked is what will happen to me." ”

Nangong Xuanyan shook the hand of the teacup for a moment.

I couldn't help laughing in my heart, this really looked like Jiang Yuning, selfish and domineering.

Jiang Yuning grew up alone, and there was no one else around her except Yunchen, how could she expect her to be loving.

"You're going to die!"

Seeing Jiang Yuning being so cold-blooded, Feng Scar couldn't help but be angry.

Jiang Yuning and Nangong Xuanyan were both stunned, this old monk can't be a liar, right?

"Believe it or not is naturally up to you to judge, and the poor monk takes his leave."

Seeing that the two young men were looking at him with suspicious eyes, Wind Scar was furious and rushed out of the door.