Chapter 138: The Past (1)
Although Aya Ran is arrogant and uninhibited, she is also a bitter master, and she has escaped everything in her eyes, but she still hasn't escaped a love word.
Once when Ayaran was drunk, Xiao Shengge listened to her heart-rending story of the past, and completely understood what it was to miss and not love.
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"The best kind of love is called your love and my willingness.
The best kind of waiting is called the day can be expected. ”
Ayaran is a chivalrous woman, fatherless and motherless, when she was picked up by a master, he raised Ayaran as an adult and taught her martial arts.
The master died when she was twelve years old, but she left a lot of wealth for Ayaran, so that she could eat and clothe herself.
The only drawback is that the master did not tell Aya Ran his name, so the name is not engraved on the tombstone of the master.
Aya Ran felt that an unnamed monument was not very good-looking, so she engraved the words "Tomb of the Honored Master" on it.
Four years later, Asaran was dressed in black with a tunic and skirt moving behind her, her satin glowing.
She carried black embroidered shoes and walked barefoot by the lake, her snow-white feet looming.
There are still a little drops of blood on Ayaran's beautiful face, but it sets off this bewitching face, a pair of apricot eyes with a little red bloodshot, but it does not affect this pair of beautiful soul-hooking eyes.
"You're the bloodthirsty enchantress?" the demonic voice sounded from behind him.
Aya Ran hooked the corners of her lips, her footsteps did not stop, her voice was lazy, "Demon girl, you like this nickname so much?"
The man behind him reached out and hugged Aya Ran from behind, he was dressed in snow-white clothes, his face was as handsome as a demon, and his lips were chuckling.
One white and one black, handsome men and beautiful women, very ambiguous and eye-catching, of course, if there is no dagger against Ayaran's abdomen.
Aya Ran raised her eyebrows, glanced at the dagger that shone with cold light, and disagreed.
"It's not about liking it, it's about knowing you. The man's chin rested on Ayaran's shoulder, and his breath fell on Ayaran's neck.
There was a crispy tingling sensation in her neck, which made Aya Ran a little uncomfortable.
"So you're here to kill me?" Ayaran said in a calm tone, without any waves.
"Yes. The man admitted.
Aya Ran sneered, "There are only twenty people who are not self-sufficient, what are the chances of winning on your own?"
The man put away the dagger, "Naturally, I won't kill you at this time, I have a lot of time, let's take our time in the future." ”
The man let go of Ayaran, who turned around, a sneer hooked at the corner of her mouth.
"How long is the coming day?How much time do you have to do with me?If you want to make a move, hurry up, grind and chirp like a woman. Ayaran's eyes were full of mockery.
Xi Cui is the pavilion master of the Boundless Pavilion, and he has always been in the middle.
When the two religions of righteousness and demons fought, he also remained silent and did not help each other.
Xi Cui stretched out his hand to caress Ayaran's red lips, "This little mouth is hard." ”
Aya Ran frowned, and slapped Xi Cui's hand away mercilessly.
"Heh, you little thing, you have a really hot temper. Xi Cui's smile captivates the country and the city, and it is soul-stirring.
Ayaran's eyes widened, and the little thing said that she had a bad temper was too deceitful.
"What did you say?" A hint of murderous intent appeared in Ayaran's eyes, who didn't respect her since she mixed up in the rivers and lakes?
This Boundless Pavilion Master is really annoying.
I hugged her as soon as we met, and I had a close contact, and now I say that the days are long, and my temper is irritable, which is simply unreasonable.
Xi Cui shrugged, ignoring the killing intent in Ayaran's eyes, "The little thing not only has a bad temper, but also has a problem with its ears. ”
The dagger between her sleeves slid into the palm of her hand, without warning and so fast that it was confused, and the dagger landed impartially against Xi Cui's artery.
"The pavilion master is really interested, he doesn't deal with the affairs of the cabinet, but comes out to tease me?"
Xi Cui shrugged, ignoring the killing intent in Ayaran's eyes, "The little thing not only has a bad temper, but also has a problem with its ears. ”
The dagger between her sleeves slid into the palm of her hand, without warning and so fast that it was blurry, and the dagger landed impartially against Xi Cui's artery.
"The pavilion master is really interested, he doesn't deal with the affairs of the cabinet, but comes out to tease me?"
Xi Cui didn't think so, his expression was still relaxed and relaxed, and he said with a poisonous tongue: "There are people in the pavilion to deal with it, I don't need to remember it, but you, there are at least two waves of people who come to kill you in a day, which shows how bad you are doing." ”
God knows, there was a lifeless atmosphere in the Boundless Pavilion, he had just killed someone, and the Boundless Pavilion was cleaning, he just took advantage of this free time to go out and stroll.
When he passed by the lake, he saw a woman in black who was incompatible with the scenery on all sides, and after a closer look, he realized that it was actually the righteous daughter of the Demon Sect Master.
The strong smell of blood on her body shows that she has just killed someone, and there are quite a few people.
After some pleasantries, he suddenly had a sense of play, wanting to try what this supposedly moody demon witch could do to kill all the major sects.
So there was a picture of him hugging Asaran and holding the dagger against her.
"It's your so-called righteous path, you have to get along with my demon sect!"
Since the establishment of the Demon Sect, how many people have been killed by the righteous path of the Demon Sect?
Could it be that only those who are on the right path are worthy of living in the world and being supported by the world? Should the Demon Sect live in the gutter and survive in secret?
"You ......" Xi Cui didn't expect Ayaran's reaction to be so excessive, and he was a little stunned.
By the time he came back to his senses, Aya Ran had already turned to leave.
Just as he was about to catch up, the dark guard hurriedly came to report that there was an urgent matter for him to deal with.
Xi Cui glanced at Ayaran's back, picked up his light skills and left.
Aya Ran didn't go far, found a place to sit down, and Jade Foot lightly touched the water.
Aya Ran looked at the lake, and her thoughts had already drifted away.
A few years ago, before her death, Master entrusted her to Senior Brother Gale.
Gale is ambitious, but brave and strategic, when he entered the Demon Sect, with his extraordinary talent, he became prosperous in the Demon Sect, and was valued and cultivated by the Demon Sect leader.
And Ayaran, under the recommendation of Gale Wind, the sect leader gave her a chance, and then she was accepted as a righteous daughter by the childless sect leader under her knees.
The leader taught her unreservedly, perhaps because of her father's love, he was very fond of her and responded to her requests.
However, Aya Ran slowly found that the sect leader looked at her with grief and apologies.
She realized that the Master had just thought of her as the child who had been buried in the molten with her mother before she was born.
She and the sect leader are righteous father and daughter, so it is better to make an equal transaction.
She received the so-called father's love from the sect leader, and the sect leader is also compensating the child who died in infancy through her.
No one broke it, and it was like a real father and daughter for six years.
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Aya Ran came back to her senses and got up to leave, she did not return to the Demon Sect, but returned to the Ethereal Gate.
For the past six years, she has learned that she can't rely on others to survive, so she created the Ethereal Gate on her own.
This organization breaks the rules, and it is not a demon sect, including those who are not favored by the decent are accepted into the door.
In this place, hellish training, countless people have been trained to death.