Jiang Louyue glanced at her mouth and said angrily: "If I really suffocate you to death, I can go out." ”

Ye Ling made a heartbroken expression and howled, "Miss Jiang, you are so ruthless. They don't love me at all. ”

"Yes, I don't love you." Jiang Louyue was helpless.

For her, love is love, and not love is not love.

She never likes to have ambiguous relationships with all kinds of different men~ ambiguous, and it's not clear what the matter is.

Ye Ling T-T

"That'...... All right. ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Jiang Louyue gave Ye Ling a reassuring look, hooked her lips and said, "After coming to Dazang, you also helped me a lot." Although we can't be a couple, we can be considered friends. ”

Ye Ling glanced at his mouth, his eyes moved to the right, and muttered, "Who rarely makes friends with you." ”

"What did you say, I didn't hear clearly?"

"Didn't say anything." Ye Ling sighed.

Jiang Louyue said with a light smile: "I have learned some formations, I will study them around, maybe I can find a way to break the formation." ”

"Oh." Ye Ling replied lightly, and saw that he was very unrefreshed.

Jiang Louyue had once absorbed the soul crystallization of a formation mage in the golden 'colored' magic qin space, but because she was not an expert in this area, she transferred the formation mechanism knowledge in that soul fragment to Li Sheng.

Thinking of Li Sheng, Jiang Louyue sighed in her heart.

I don't know if the young man who looks delicate and 'sexual' is ashamed, whether the Dayin Dynasty is doing well now, Di Yunxi should take care of him very much.

Jiang Louyue shook her head, pulled back her thoughts, raised her head, and walked around, seriously scanning the mourning array.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the pattern of the formation has changed - this is no longer the original pavilion, but has become an independent space, with mountains, streams, lush forests and bamboos, and more flowers.

What's more, within the range of the elegant scenery, there is a two-story wooden house.

If it wasn't Ye Ling but Di Jiuchen who was locked up with her, then she might really regard this place as a warm home suitable for couples.

"There are no flaws."

After searching around for about a whole hour, Jiang Louyue's face drooped, and her mood was slightly depressed, "There is no array flag, let alone a formation stone, and the array eye is also very secretive." This blue as rain really underestimated her. ”

"Ahhh

Just when Jiang Lou Yuewu was worried about herself, in the two-story cabin, Ye Ling suddenly heard a miserable ghost scream.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Louyue's face suddenly changed, his heart tightened, he turned around, and immediately rushed towards the direction of the wooden house.

She kicked open the 'door' of the room, and saw that in the hall, Ye Ling's hand was holding the soft sword she was carrying, the tip of the sword had pierced into the direction of her heart, and the blade of the sword pierced directly from behind, and the cold light was clear.

"What are you doing?!"

Jiang Louyue was shocked, her heart stopped, she rushed over, and said in a panic, "You don't have a sick brain, do you want to commit suicide?!" ”

"I ......"

Ye Ling turned his head, his face was as white as a dead man, bright red blood was flowing out of his chest, and he looked at Jiang Louyue deeply with a pair of eyes, and said, "I want you to go out." ”

"Are you stupid? Didn't Lan Ruyu already say that suicide is useless! Jiang Louyue was anxious and angry, and there seemed to be 10,000 needles piercing her heart, "Why don't you cherish your 'sex' life at all!" ”

Ye Ling smiled, although his body was already shaky, he looked very happy: "Miss Jiang, you really care about me......"

"Hurry up and stop talking, I know a little medical skills, and I'll help you bandage your wounds."

Jiang Louyue was anxious with cold sweat, pressed Ye Ling's body, stretched out one hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pressed the large blood vessels of the heart with the other hand, her beautiful eyes darkened, and said, "Fortunately, it was not 'inserted' into the center of the heart, and there is still salvation." When you pull it out, it hurts a little, so you bear with it. ”

Hee-hee-hee (*^_^* ......"

Instead of being in pain, Ye Ling 'revealed' a particularly inadequate smile, "Miss Jiang, you are nervous about me." ”

Jiang Louyue greeted the eighteen generations of this Ye Ling ancestor in her heart.

"Nervous you fart! I'm afraid you'll die, and I owe you a favor! ”

The hand holding the hilt of the sword, without the imaginary obstacles, was easily 'drawn'.

"Huh?"

Jiang Louyue was stunned, and looked at the sword in her hand with some surprise, "Why didn't the wound spurt blood?" ”

Ye Ling's gaze began to drift →_→

"That's not right! There are no wounds at all! You lie to me with the surname Ye! ”

Jiang Louyue roared, slapped Ye Ling's 'chest' with one palm, and said angrily, "Dare to play aunt's 'milk' and 'milk', and ruin you!" ”

It turned out that the blood on the soft sword was fake, and the wound did not exist at all.

"Whoa, it hurts, light, don't hit!" Ye Ling was almost slapped by Jiang Louyue's palm and vomited blood, "Miss Jiang, Jiang 'girl' hero, Aunt Jiang's 'milk' and 'milk', spare your life!" ”

Jianglou is on fire.

This damn man actually deceived her feelings and scared her almost ......

"What the hell is going on? You'd better make it clear to me! ”

Ye Ling jumped up from the ground like a monkey, and then took back his software from Jiang Louyue's hand, and said, "I'm demonstrating it to you." ”

As he spoke, Ye Ling lifted the software, pointed it at his arm, and cut it down.

"Huh? What are you doing......

Before the words fell, Jiang Louyue saw that the soft sword actually passed through Ye Ling's arm, and passed directly, leaving no scars at all, and there was not a drop of blood.

"It's-"

Jiang Louyue's eyes widened, she grabbed Ye Ling's arm and looked over it, "There are indeed no injuries." ”

"Hey, hey." Ye Ling smiled cynically and said, "I also found out just now." In this mourning array, the real reason why suicide cannot be committed. ”

Jiang Louyue was amazed: "This blue as rain is really powerful, it can make such an incredible space formation." ”

In the formation, no matter how you poke yourself with a knife, you will not leave a wound.

"It seems that we can only kill each other." Ye Ling shrugged.

Jiang Louyue was silent.

"That, Miss Jiang, kill me."

Ye Ling walked in front of Jiang Louyue, the corners of his 'lips' hooked up a pleasant arc, and handed his soft sword to her hand, "Your cultivation is so high, and you are so beautiful, you must live well." ”

"What about you?" Jiang Louyue asked rhetorically.

"I'm an orphan, and I'm a well-known 'bastard'." Ye Ling looked indifferent, the smile on his face became a little 'hole', and he was even more 'confused', "I have no father, no mother, and no relatives, even if I die, no one in this world will be sad." But you're different, don't you have some kind of emperor's brother, if something happens to you, he will definitely be very sad. ”