Cang Ziyun's dark eyes stared at the man in front of him without blinking, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Where are you from?" ”

He is the high priest of the Yuehua Kingdom, and ordinary ghosts can't approach him at all, but this wisp of geyers dares to approach him.

Seeing the face of the wandering soul clearly, I was secretly a little surprised in my heart, this person must have been a stunning person before his death, exuding a supreme demeanor, and after death, his body actually revealed a faint fairy aura, which was different from the ordinary fierce and vicious ghosts.

"Brother Cang, I have a way to let you be with this woman and make her forget her husband, I wonder if Brother Cang is interested?" Lan Nianrong had a shallow smile on her lips, and her slender finger pointed at Yue Mengxin on the bed.

He wanted to try the man in front of him who was infatuated with Yuemeng, and if he agreed immediately, it would prove that it was not suitable to double cultivate with Yuemengxin at all, and he was a narrow-minded person, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not hate because of love in the future.

If he refused, he would be a good candidate, and the immortal technique of Yuemeng's heart cultivation would quickly break through the foundation building period.

In fact, in the fairy world, such double cultivation is divided into upper and lower grades, and the upper grade is the double cultivation of men and women, which does not harm both parties, and can be refined.

The lower grade is that one side becomes a furnace ding, and the other party is forcibly seized during the double cultivation, and the other party is extremely injured, and he will die after a few times, becoming a wisp of wandering spirit, so he wants to know how this man will answer himself.

Cang Ziyun had just recovered Gujing Wubo's state of mind, but he was confused by these words, and glanced at the beloved woman on the bed, and the words of this wisp of soul made his heart pound.

After a long silence, he suddenly noticed that his breath was short.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles were white, and his body trembled uncontrollably, this was a battle between heaven and man, he couldn't control his emotions, as long as he nodded, she was his own, and he stayed by his side forever.

But if she does this, she will definitely be resentful for the rest of her life, and her chest suddenly hurt, she coughed lightly, and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, looked at the shocking scarlet blood stains on the white sleeves, and a pale and weak smile appeared on his pale face.

Take a deep breath to calm your mood, your illness can't withstand great sorrow and joy, and excessive emotions will cause cold poison in your body.

How can her body make her happy and worry-free, besides, she has no feelings for herself, and her lies will eventually be exposed one day, why is she so stubborn, just watch her live happily silently.

Raising his eyes to look at Lan Nianrong, he shook his head ruthlessly, and said softly: "You don't have to tempt me like this, I refuse." ”

A different color flashed in Lan Nianrong's eyes, a mysterious smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and Zi Cangyun's answer made him very satisfied.

However, he knew that few people would refuse such a temptation, especially mortals with deep roots.

"Hehe, why? Doesn't Brother Cang want to stay with her for the rest of his life? Lan Nianrong wanted to know the answer.

In fact, he was very curious in his heart, he had been an immortal for thousands of years, but he had never understood a sentence said in the mortal world: only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.

Cang Ziyun lowered her head and looked at the blood stains on her sleeves like a little plum blossom, raised her head and looked directly at Lan Nianrong, and said gently: "If you like her, you don't have to plunder, if I keep her by my side strongly, even if she can forget everything, I can't forget to use despicable means to let her follow me." Besides, she doesn't want to have anything to do with me right now, thank you for your kindness. ”

He didn't know why the wandering spirit had come to him to say this, but he had no ill will towards him.

"Hehe, is it because of your illness? What if I can heal you? Do you still say that? Lan Nianrong continued to tempt as if he was not giving up.

Cang Ziyun's heart beat half a beat faster, he tried to suppress his emotions, and shook his head gently: "I won't change my mind, I will see that the soul of Brother Tai is different from other spirits, please leave here quickly." ”

Lan Nianrong hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "You don't have the spiritual power of a spell master, but you have the power of faith, and your cultivation is really special." ”

He could see Cang Ziyun's cultivation at a glance, and Yue Mengxin told him that there was another kind of person in this other world, that is, a shaman, who could calculate and look at the stars to predict the future.

However, in Lan Nianrong's view, Cang Ziyun can only feel the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth through the power of faith, and only then can he see what can happen in the future, and this power of faith is over-exhausted, and it is also harmful to the body.

Peeping into the heavens is originally a matter against the sky, of course, the heavens will give a certain punishment, and the lifespan of such people will be very short.

"You ......" Cang Ziyun frowned, secretly shocked in his heart, where did this wisp of wandering spirit come from, this sentence revealed the secret of the priest.

"Hehe, today's encounter is also a kind of fate, it seems that I can't discuss the piano art with Brother Cang, but I have a set of tricks here, after Brother Cang's cultivation, it will definitely help your body." Lan Nian floated in front of Cang Ziyun, his slender fingers lightly tapping his forehead.

The red light flashed on Cang Ziyun's forehead, and suddenly a fierce wind rolled up in the room, Cang Ziyun closed his eyes tightly, his black hair danced wildly, his clothes were blown by the wind fiercely, and his bewitching and handsome face was full of solemnity. When he slowly opened his eyes, those deep eyes were full of brilliance.

It took about a cup of tea for Cang Ziyun to regain his senses, and he kept looking around to see if the wisp of the geist was still there.

As he thought, the wisp of the wandering soul passed on his own magic and left, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, he was not thanked by the grace of dripping water, he skimmed the beginning of the method, and felt extremely profound.

Slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at Yue Mengxin in the sinking place with a complicated expression, saying goodbye today, it will be a stranger in the future.

Silently staring at it stupidly, he wanted to keep Zhang's beautiful face in his heart and seal it in the depths of his heart.

The breeze is light, and the sound of the piano in the room is long, like gurgling water, quiet and comfortable, which makes people can't help but indulge in it.

Yue Mengxin woke up and listened to the sound of the piano quietly, and she heard that the sound of the piano carried a faint sadness.

"His piano skills are superb, not below me," Lan Nianrong said softly when he saw Yue Mengxin wake up.

Yue Mengxin sat up, looked around, and her eyes fell on a figure not far away, and she saw Cang Ziyun playing the piano with her back to her.

When he walked into his sea of knowledge, he saw Lan Nianrong leaning lazily on the white stone, dressed in white and snowy, with long black hair scattered, and his eyes flowing with soft light, revealing a very beautiful style.

Seeing Lan Nianrong like this for the first time, Yue Meng's heart was stunned and stared straight at him, if it weren't for the fact that Lan Nianrong was the only one in the Blood Soul Bead, she wouldn't have thought it was someone else's soul.

After taking a closer look, she saw that Lan Nianrong had a tired look between her eyebrows, her face suddenly became solemn, and she stepped forward and said with concern: "Nianrong, what's wrong with you?" ”

Lan Nianrong sat up and chuckled, "It's okay, the drug was made by Cang Ziyun's subordinates." ”

Yue Mengxin's eyebrows wrinkled a little tighter, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes, when he was unconscious, what happened to him, why was his soul so stable.

"Don't divert the subject, what's wrong with your body?"

"It's nothing, you can quickly cultivate and supply me with aura." Lan Nianrong didn't want to tell her what happened just now, with her temper, she would definitely not be able to spare herself.

Just now, he went out from the Blood Soul Bead and passed it on to Cang Ziyun Technique, and if he consumed some of the soul power on his body, his soul would naturally be affected.

Yue Mengxin saw that he was unwilling to tell herself, and she was angry in her heart, she was actually very afraid, her spiritual power was not enough, she was afraid that Lan Nianrong would one day be gone, since she came to this other world full of crises, he saved herself again and again, she was very afraid that one day she would lose him.

A mist floated out of his eyes, and tears fell unconsciously, like broken pearls.

Lan Nianrong didn't expect her to cry suddenly, a trace of worry flashed in her dark eyes, and she hurriedly stood up and walked in front of her, and was suddenly at a loss, comforting: "Why did you cry all of a sudden, I'm really fine." ”

Yue Mengxin couldn't stop her tears, covered her face and choked up: "You lie, when I fell asleep just now, something must have happened, isn't it Cang Ziyun?" ”

Lan Nianrong suddenly felt as if something had been untied in his heart, for thousands of years, he didn't know what it felt like to have seven emotions and six desires.

But since he woke up from his deep sleep, he saw Ye Lihuan's deep affection, Cang Ziyun's infatuation, and the bright smile of the woman in front of him, and his concern for himself was a shock to his heart.

"I saw that he was very sick, but he just passed on a set of magic tricks to him, which consumed some soul power, so I really don't have to worry." Lan Nianrong reached out and touched her head and said softly.

"In the future, if you don't count yourself like this, I will never talk to you again in the future, what kind of disease does Cang Ziyun have? The last time I came to his room, it was the same as now, and the room was full of medicine. Yue Mengxin heard Lan Nianrong's explanation, wiped her tears, glared at him angrily and stomped lightly, a little surprised in her heart, what is Cang Ziyun's disease?

"There is a cold poison in his body, as if he has had it since he was a fetus, and he is also a shaman, a person who peeps into the heavens, and the Heavenly Dao will generally punish him." Lan Nianrong said slowly.

Yue Mengxin was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Cang Ziyun to be a shaman, why would such a noble person hide in a remote attic in Baihualou.

She felt the mystery of the purple clouds more and more.

Cang Ziyun stopped playing, he heard a faint cry from the bed, and hurriedly stood up and walked to the bed, and saw Yue Mengxin crying with her eyes closed.

Suddenly anxious and worried, he clasped his hands on her shoulders and shouted, "Miss Yue, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yue Mengxin heard Cang Ziyun's voice, retreated from the sea of knowledge, opened his eyes and looked at Cang Ziyun's bottomless eyes like an abyss, his heartstrings trembled slightly, and he looked at him with an unnatural face.

"Young Master Cang, I'm fine."