The laughter rose softly, containing the sorrow of not wanting people to know, thinking that if that day came, it was destined to be a failure, and I hoped that it could ---

"Brother Zhan, can I ask you for one thing?" She looked at Zhan Qingyuan, who was looking down on her, and there was no fear in her heart. "If that day comes when the grudge between the cheeks must come to an end, and you still insist on the death of my whole family, please --- bury my body in this place. I'm not greedy, as long as it's a small piece of the world, even if it becomes a wronged soul, I will be grateful to you. Xiao Se's whisper, the flat sky added a bit of gloom to this beautiful scenery.

At first glance, Zhan Qingyuan responded wordlessly. Be nice, he actually hates to hear her confide in this kind of cowardice, is he used to her cunning and cleverness, or does he not complain about this happening when the heart lake seeps out?

Why is this happening? This woman is his destined rival, but so far, he will be palpitated by her eyes, and he will deviate from his plan because of her every move, he must admit that Zhan Qingyuan is being bewitched by this woman, and he is damn irresistible.

The bright eyes stared at the person who looked down on her, and the temperament of Zhan Qingyuan under the golden glow was so extraordinary. has been obsessed for eighteen years, and since she was three years old, there have been countless talented people who have come to the door to ask for marriage. However, only he, and only him, can have a heart-to-heart with her soul, and only he can make her love wholeheartedly, even regardless of everything. Although I can't predict what the future prospects will be, maybe it will still end up heartbroken and sad, but it doesn't hurt, to meet him and get along with him is already God's most honorable favor for her.

"I'd like to stay a little longer." She was greedy and reluctant to open her eyes, and maybe in the next quarter of an hour she would have to leave the hate.

An inexplicable impulse emerged, and Zhan Qingyuan wanted to say to her: "You can live as long as you like." But --- calmness once again overrides emotion, which is clearly a word of forgiveness, how can it be confided.

He turned into a cold statue again, swaying with unquestionable domineering, he bent down to pick up Ren Yanran, who was as light as a swallow, and walked towards the winding path paved with cobblestones.

"Unless you want to die." He said coldly.

Ren Yanran was a little surprised, his cold tone could have a trace of pity?

There should be--- he was nervous about her illness again. Ren Yanran buried the head of the mantis in his chest, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the temperature of this moment.

Hope forever.

After stepping into the house, Zhan Qingyuan put her on the mattress, turned around and walked into another room and reappeared, only to see him pour a black pill from the porcelain bottle.

"Take it."

"Is this the only place you live in?" She looked around angrily. The building, which is made of purple cypress trees, has a hall, a study, and three bedrooms, a table, and chairs. Cabinets, basins and other necessary equipment are available. It was neatly arranged, except for a layer of dust on each piece of furniture, and it was clear that the place had not been inhabited for some time.

"The Garden belongs only to me." He said the name of the world.

"Looking for the Garden---" is scrutinized by words, and there must be many dreams in his heart!

"Except for me, no outsiders have come in here in the past six years, and no one is qualified to stop." Strangely, he looked out the window. "You are the first outsider to enter the house, but I will bring you here, it is --- forced to be helpless, only by staying in the Xunyuan, Yan Shuangfei will not be able to attack you, in order to temporarily save your life, you will not be able to continue to stay in the Ice Flame Gate." He also explained in particular.

"In this way, I should be grateful to Yan Shuangfei." She smiled every day.

Suddenly, she jumped out of bed and ran straight in the direction of the backyard like a loach, so fast that even Zhan Qingyuan was confused by her.

"What do you do?"

She picked up a wooden basin and fetched a bucket of water from the bottom of the well and filled it.

"I want to tidy up and find the garden, but no one has lived in it for a long time, and it is all covered with dust."

What madness did she, "Let go, your hurt ---"

"If you don't get in the way, and if you move around a lot, you may heal faster." She didn't listen to the stop, and found another useless cotton cloth, and said it so naturally. "Besides, we have to live here for a long time, how can we live without cleaning."

Living here for a long time? Whoever told her that they were going to stay in the garden for a long time, she should not think that the mundane affairs of the world have become a thing of the past!

Zhan Qingyuan wanted to speak, but he paused, Ren Yanran, who was like a fluttering butterfly, was happily wringing out the cotton cloth, wiping the desktop hard, and the window lattice --- taken care of so much comfortably and contentedly---

He looked at it, and swallowed it back when he stopped it.

How do you describe how you feel at this time? Annoying, but a little bit ---

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A rare good night's sleep.

Zhan Qingyuan got up and sat on the bed, the sky was already bright, and the world outside was swaying with a vivid atmosphere, and he didn't need to look at it to know the beauty here.

He loves this piece of world, relatively, making a wish is also the only place that can let him relax his body and mind, this hidden place was discovered by chance, there are human footprints, but it is as beautiful as a paradise fairyland, it took a year of hard work, he rearranged the messy flowers and planted them, and built a small garden with the head of the mantis, where a stone and a place, a brick and a tile, are all from his own hands. Since then, every time he has carried out a murderous mission, he always returns here with blood all over his body, and only after being washed by the aura of heaven and earth can his dirty heart obtain temporary peace. If he hadn't gone through this, maybe he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

He shook his head and didn't think much more. got up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom, and there was no trace of Ren Yanran in the small building. He wasn't worried that she would run away while he was asleep, knowing that without his guidance, no one would be able to get out of this deep valley located in the hundred mountains, and he didn't think that she would be willing to give up this landscape and world.

The sun was shining outside, Zhan Qingyuan held the Red Flame Sword and walked in the direction of Yinlin Waterfall, practicing martial arts in the morning, this was his habit, and in order to prevent Ren Jiutian from finding a more powerful master to protect the life of the Ren clan, he had to keep his martial arts in the peak state.

From a distance, I saw a figure squatting next to the stream, it was Ren Yanran, and next to her was still placed the dirty clothes that the two of them had changed from yesterday's grooming, but seeing her while cleaning, she also looked like she was enjoying herself, approaching her back, and even hearing the little song she hummed!

In a trance, Xinhu inexplicably set off waves of shocks, his fists clenched unconsciously, and his hands were already branded with red marks on his five fingers.

"Brother Zhan?" Ren Yanran picked up the wooden basin with clean clothes, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Zhan Qingyuan standing behind her, and immediately flew to him like a happy bird. "Early."

The sun shines on her delicate hibiscus face, and the faint flush adds charm to her beautiful face, which is not only extraordinarily moving, but also makes people have to feel pity.

I saw that there were drops of water on her forehead, I don't know if it was sweat or water?

I wanted to wipe it off for her, but I raised my hand and put it down.

"Is there anything on my face?" Feeling his thoughts, Ren Yanran was shocked and very happy, even if he was awkward and didn't act after all.

"Sweat." He said uncomfortably.

"Oh, sweat." I wiped it casually, and the smile of the flowers was so sweet that I wanted to take a bite. "Brother Zhan, can you wait a while and then go to sword practice? Can you go back to Xiaozhu first, I'll dry my clothes and then make a basin of water for you to freshen up, I've already prepared breakfast. ”

"Ren Yanran ---"

"Call me Yan'er, and move faster, Nuran Zanshan will be all cold." The light body happily ran straight towards the small building.

Yan'er? He's stupid.

"Yan'er---" muttered a few more times as if confused, and walked towards the house behind her as if she had been seduced.