Chapter Seventy-Five: Sunset

Dongfang Luoyu was only a teenager at the time, and when he saw this, he said: "It's better for you to have a fight with Prince Ben, if you lose, you will tell the truth, if you win, I will spare you the death penalty, how about it?" ”

Duanmu Han stood up, he was taller than Dongfang Luoyu at that time, and said, "Talking counts?" ”

"Of course."

After a fight, Duanmu Han lost. He sat on the hay in his cell and said coldly, "I killed them because they were wheels. I raped my only sister and caused her to commit suicide. ”

Dongfang Luoyu also sat on the spot and said, "I see." ”

Duanmu Han looked at him in surprise and said, "There are snakes, insects, rats and ants everywhere here, and it's so dirty, are you willing to sit?" ”

Dongfang Luoyu smiled coldly and said, "So what? I'm just like you, we're just human. Why can't I sit still? Duanmu Han didn't answer, only listened to Dongfang Luoyu and said: "There are more than a few gangsters in this world. There are a lot of bad guys, and there are even more powerful bad guys. You and I are the same in this regard, and we are both jealous and hateful. Your name is Duanmu Han? ”

Duanmu Han nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

"Duanmu Han, you can be my personal guard. Let's train together, learn together, and one day, we will unify the world together and establish a peaceful dynasty, okay? ”

Duanmu Han listened, his eyes stared at Dongfang Luoyu with an unbelievable look. Dongfang Luoyu smiled at him and said, "Prince Ben thinks that you are a malleable talent. ”

Duanmu Han was no longer stunned, and hurriedly kowtowed to Dongfang Luoyu, and said: "From now on, I Duanmu Han, only His Royal Highness the Prince of Dongfang will look forward." ”

The demon spirit beside Duanmu Han left in a huff and came to Lan Zijin's side instead. Lan Zijin also refused, allowing them to invade her body.

"The truth of silence, the glory of the fierce. Move it now, don't fall in love with the ...... of your former home"

Lan Zijin kept chanting spells in his mouth, and the surrounding demon spirits sealed the three of them, even if Lan Weiguo's power leaked out, they could be smoothly transferred to Dongfang Luoyu's body, instead of being absorbed by other living beings around him.

After doing all this, Lan Zijin didn't know if it was because of weakness or because he had consumed too much energy, his legs were a little weak, and his head was dizzy.

She waved her hand to signal Chi Yu to come over. Chi Yu walked up to her with a Ruoqing fan in his hand and asked, "Miss Lan, how is the lord?" ”

Lan Zijin shook his head and asked at the fan, "Senior brother, are you still there?" The transfer of Lanwei fruit is complete, and the bleeding has stopped, is this okay? ”

There was no response from the other end of the fan, Lan Zijin took the fan from Chi Yu's hand, ready to repeat Ruoqing's activation spell.

"Senior brother, Jin'er ......" Before she finished speaking, Chi Yu stopped her and said, "Miss Lan, the person on the other side of the fan has something for me to relay to you." ”

"What?"

"He said, 'If you lose Ranvigo, you will never be a saint again.' I can't use Ruoqing to contact him. He wants you to value yourself and be good and righteous. ”

"Good and righteous, hehe. Good and right. Lan Zijin laughed a few times, she understood what her senior brother meant. After entering the path of demons, she will gradually be devoured by demons, and her pure soul, her self, will no longer exist. Good, the senior brother wants her to keep her kind in her heart. It is to remind her not to forget her former position.

Lan Zijin silently called out in his heart, Master, if you knew that there was today, would you still be willing to take me to Taisheng Mountain?

The rain stopped.

Dongfang Luoyu hasn't woken up yet, but he looks pretty good.

Duanmu Han and a few soldiers set up a new camp, but the bonfire could not be built, and after the heavy rain, everything in the forest was wet.

Dongfang Luoyu woke up and began to look in the tent, but he didn't see Lan Zijin, he shouted Duanmu's name a few times, Duanmu walked in and said happily: "Lord, you're awake!" How does it feel? ”

Dongfang Luoyu subconsciously looked at his wound, which was already intact, leaving only blood stains on his clothes. The traces of the blood that flowed were still shocking.

He came back to his senses and hurriedly asked, "What about Zijin?" Where's Zijin? ”

"Back to the lord, the blue girl is not far away, saying that she is going to enjoy the scenery in the mountains. Do you need a subordinate to call her over? ”

"No, I'll go find her."

Without waiting for Duanmu to stop him, Dongfang Luoyu ran out.

Lan Zijin in the distance sat on a rock, her long hair glowing red in the dusky sunset, her eyes looking into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Zijin."

Lan Zijin heard Dongfang Luoyu's voice, turned his head, and saw Dongfang Luoyu facing the sunset and walking slowly towards her. It seemed that his body had recovered, and he was even tougher and stronger than before, with the unabated imperial aura and the spiritual power blessed by Lan Weiguo.

She saw those spiritual powers flowing through him, like a clear spring, like a warm wind.

This is what he is now, a saint who has not been cultivated.

"Luo Yu, come." Lan Zijin stretched out his hand, Dongfang Luoyu took her hand with a smile, and said, "Where did you go last night, I was so worried." With that, he sat down on the stone.

In the dim light, the figures of two people were reflected. One saint and one demon, one good and one evil.

Lan Zijin took out the Ruoqing fan from his arms and said, "Luo Yu, I will give you this fan, I hope you treat it well." ”

"Zijin, what's wrong with you? Isn't this fan a holy relic from your Taisheng Mountain, given to you by your senior brother? You will do whatever it takes to find it, so why did you give it to me? Dongfang Luoyu was uneasy in her heart, Zijin gave me this fan, is it possible, is she leaving?

"Luo Yu, I am no longer a saint. You should have known it a long time ago. ”

"Is that because of this? By the way, what happened when I was injured? ”

Lan Zijin smiled and said, "You were injured because the original owner of this fan saved you, his name is Zhongxing Mu Tian, he is a saint, and he is also my senior brother." ”

When Dongfang Luoyu hadn't woken up yet, Lan Zijin ordered everyone not to tell him about it, just saying that someone on the other end of the fan had sent spiritual power to save him, and she didn't want Dongfang Luoyu to feel guilty about her.

"Where did you go last night?" Dongfang Luoyu asked about last night again.

"Last night, I saw that the bonfire was about to go out, so I wanted to go out to collect some firewood, but I accidentally activated the spell of Ruoqing Fan. My brother told me that what has been following me is the demonic nature in my heart, and I must take it away, otherwise it will become stronger and stronger when it wanders alone, and it will become a physical substance and harm the world. So, what you see me now is what I am now, will you dislike me? ”

Dongfang Luoyu hugged Lan Zijin in his arms, stroked her long hair, and said, "No, never." Zijin, will you still go back to the Eastern Palace with me? Let me take care of you, okay. ”

"Good. By the way, I forgot to tell you that you are now a saint. ”

"Saints? Why? ”

"Because, when you were seriously injured, Senior Brother transferred some of your spiritual power to you, and you were born with the aura of an emperor, so you naturally became a saint."

"What is the difference between a saint and an ordinary person?"

Lan Zijin replied seriously: "Holy priest, immortal and immortal, because the leakage of spiritual power is serious, so you are only an early saint now." It can't be immortal, it's just a little longer than ordinary people. ”

"I don't care about any of that. As long as you're there, that's fine. ”

As long as you are here, Lan Zijin listened to this, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, Dongfang Luoyu, thank you for loving me so much.