"What's not suitable?" Feng Yicen lowered his eyes and smiled softly to hide his nervousness, "Senior brother can change it." ”

"Hey..."Qingluan sighed and raised his head slightly to look at him, "Don't hide it from Senior Brother, I already have someone I like." ”

“... Who is it? ”

Feng Yicen raised his eyes, and his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Slightly cool? No... It's not a little cold.

"He, his name is Shi Mo." Qingluan looked at him, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Maybe like my senior brother, I also like people for the first time, and I want to be with him, all the way, birth, old age, sickness and death, right?" ”

The years are quiet, and I will grow old with you.

"So, I'm sorry, senior brother, I can't accept you."

Qingluan spread his hands and expressed regret.

"Shimo?" Feng Yicen also looked at her, seeing the tenderness in her eyes, her heart was slightly suffocated, but she chuckled lightly, "I don't know if I can meet him, so that I can let my senior brother know where I lost to him." ”

"See him..."Qingluan tilted his head, paused slightly, and then laughed, "If there is a chance, it will definitely be." ”

The breeze is blowing, and the sky is full of fireworks.

Feng Yicen stretched out his hand, and the jade white feather fan that appeared out of nowhere shook gently, returning to the previous handsome and dashing and personable son, "Senior sister, senior brother, I will not give up." ”

"Huh?" Qingluan frowned, "Didn't you say..."

"Senior brother didn't say anything about giving up on you." Feng Yicen laughed softly, looking at Qingluan, his eyebrows were as tender as water, "If my junior sister doesn't like that person one day, I might as well think about my senior brother." ”

Competing to be a spare tire?

Qingluan has a black line.

"No matter when, senior brother, I will be here, waiting for you."

Qingluan raised his head and looked at Feng Yicen, "You don't have to be like this, you can find a better girl to like, there's no need to be here, waiting for someone who will never come to you." ”

"But Senior Brother, I just want Senior Sister Qingluan..."Before the words fell, the Celestial Spider Silk suddenly turned into a sharp dagger, which was pressed against his throat by Qingluan.

The dark eyes are deep, like a bottomless night, with no end in sight.

"Senior brother, you must be so persistent, then I think it's better for you to leave here."

There is a coldness that seems to be absent.

"If I really choose to leave, then before leaving, can Senior Brother hug you as a parting gift?" Feng Yicen lowered his eyes as if he was joking, and his voice was low and misty.

With indescribable feelings.

"I can't."

Qingluan looked at him lightly and continued: "He will be jealous. ”

"Qingluan, you are so cruel." Feng Yicen couldn't help but smile bitterly, unable to tell what it felt, listening to her liking for another man, listening to her undisguised rejection.

How I wish that the person she liked was herself.

"I have something more cruel." Qingluan's dagger moved slightly, gradually drawing a bloody mark on his throat, "Senior Brother Feng, if you want to continue to stay, it's best to give up the idea of liking me, of course, if you want to leave, that's even better." ”

"It's just that you have to promise me not to get involved in the battle of the fairy world, and we can let you go."

If he wants to get involved in the battle of the fairy world, for the sake of future hidden dangers, she must solve him here.

Sensing the seemingly innocent killing intent on her, Feng Yicen laughed at himself and raised his head slightly, "I choose to stay." ”

Stay by her side and keep her safe for the rest of her life.

"Today's incident, I can act as if it didn't happen." Qingluan looked at him and withdrew the Celestial Spider Silk Dagger.

She didn't really want to kill such a big help, not to mention that Paper Kite still had to find information about Youfu from him.

A little under his feet, Qingluan stepped on the spider silk and flew down the city wall.

Leaving Feng Yicen alone, standing in place, blood dripping from his throat.

The fireworks behind him were bright, the pale cyan jasper guqin was lying quietly on the ground, the faint petals flew down, and the silver strings were stained with a few faint petals. Smoke-white robes fluttered, and long hair hung down like ink.

An empty shadow.