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It took a long time for Bingyang to let go of Ziling.

He whispered in Zi Ling's ear, "Zi Ling, don't leave me again. ”

Zi Ling chuckled, "Then you have to keep an eye on me." ”

Bingyang looked at Ziling lovingly, and agreed: "You must pay attention." If you don't pay attention, you will become a monk. ”

"I'm a man of determination. Ziling explained Shi Shiran.

"Ming what's the will?" Bingyang smiled.

"The ambition of the bird. "Ziling is serious.

"Is your ambition to find me?" Bing Yang stared at Zi Ling, smiling slyly.

Zi Ling's face turned red, and he immediately fought back: "Your ambition is said to be to covet the throne. ”

Bingyang stared at Zi Ling and said in a low voice, "In my life, I only covet you." ”

Zi Ling's face turned even redder, and she continued, "It is said that you are still in control of the government. ”

Bingyang frowned, with a look of disdain: "Wang Jun, he is a liar." ”

"Say you're vicious?" Zi Ling continued to ask.

"Liars. ”

"Wolf ambitions?"

"Liars. ”

"Hahaha. The two laughed and hugged each other. The so-called laughter and enmity. The misunderstanding, in an instant, disappeared.

Wang Jun, who is known as a liar, was already angry at this time.

"Qianhan, have you forgotten how I did to you?" Wang Jun cried out hoarsely.

Bingyang seemed to be touched, and arched his hand to Wang Jun: "Princess Jun, the grace of saving your life, Bingyang remembers it in your heart." ”

"I don't want you to remember! What I want, you know. Wang Jun was a little hysterical.

"What does she want?" Zi Ling looked at Bingyang, squeezing her eyes.

Bingyang was a little embarrassed: "How do I know what she wants?"

Zi Ling glared at Bingyang and said hatefully: "Everyone can see that she wants you to make a promise." ”

Bingyang took Zi Ling into his arms and chuckled, "I only allow it to the little monk." ”

Zi Ling still glared at Bingyang: "Wang Jun is a peerless beauty. ”

Bingyang rolled his eyes: "I probably got water in my brain." I don't like these femme fatales. ”

Wang Jun, who was known as the femme fatale, was furious: "Luo Qianhan!

Bingyang finally let go of Ziling. He looked at Wang Jun coldly: "Princess Jun, my name is Bingyang. Luo Qianhan is just the name you wishfully gave me. I have already told you that Bingyang is deep and difficult to shake in this life. You are kind to me, so I can put aside your revenge for hurting Ziling today. If you are embarrassed again in the future, I will not spare you. ”

Wang Xun, who was standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, finally spoke: "His day, do you think you still have another day?"

At this time, Bingyang showed a worried expression, he looked at Zi Ling, and said astringently: "The Xuanhan Demon Skill has broken my meridians. Now I have not recovered from my serious injuries, but I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you. ”

After that, the cyan light of Ke Li's sword dimmed, and it almost wanted to be extinguished.

Zi Ling grabbed Bingyang's hand, extremely relaxed: "Wouldn't it be happy that we are living and dying?"

Bingyang's eyes flashed, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay! I can live and die with you, Bingyang has no regrets in this life!"

With that, Bingyang raised his hand and made a move into the air, holding the Ke Li Sword in his hand. As soon as Ke Li's sword light was retracted, the cyan light curtain completely dissipated.

Bing Yang grabbed Zi Ling and rushed out of the light curtain at an extremely fast speed.

All kinds of hidden weapons, black and pressing.

Bingyang held Zi Ling's hand tightly and walked through the rainstorm-like hidden weapon.

The cold hidden weapon scratched the flesh and skin of the two of them.

On Zi Ling's hands and feet, there were still heavy iron hooks and small half-cut iron chains, and his steps were heavy, and every step was a bloody footprint.

Bingyang's breath was not smooth, and the sword wound left by the sword on his chest was dripping with blood.

But Bingyang and Ziling didn't feel pain.

Instead, it's a little fun.

The two are more like a frolic in the midst of swords.

Bingyang, even at this moment of living and dying together, experienced happiness that he had never had.

He used to be so humble, what his heart wanted, but he only wanted to be silently guarded all his life.

Later, he fell into the fire and almost died.

But the greatest pain is not the ruined skin.

Rather, it is the difference with the person in your heart.

The fear of never being able to see Zi Ling made Bing Yang desperate.

For a long time, Bingyang did not have the will to survive.

He used to lie on the edge of the stone lake, barely breathing.

Later, Wang Jun discovered Bingyang, whose fate hung by a thread.

In the dark, it seems that everything has a certainty.

At that time, the ice sun looked terrifying, like a piece of rotten wood.

And he didn't sleep, eat, or speak, like a piece of ice.

A piece of ice that is about to decay.

It aroused Wang Jun's great interest.

What kind of person is this?

What kind of injuries make these flesh pains insignificant?

Wang Jun took Bingyang and searched for famous medicine saints everywhere.

The answer is the same.

The cold poison penetrates into the bones, and it is difficult to break the pulse.

The ending of Bingyang will be a waste.

Wang Jun, who has been spoiled by Wang Xun like a pearl in his palm since he was a child, is naturally a person who is accustomed to calling for wind and rain.

Such undoable things have made her infallible and empty-eyed and deeply frustrated.

She was like being angry, and she recklessly used a large number of rare elixirs on Bingyang's body.

I just want to prove that my own means can change my life against the sky and turn life and death upside down.

It's a pity that these rare elixirs, in a person who has no desire to survive, are like mud cows entering the sea.

Bingyang, although he was hanging, was becoming more and more like a wasted person.

It wasn't until in the ice field of Jinzhou that a hidden strange man made Bingyang's situation take a turn for the better.

This strange man is said to have the power of the living dead, flesh and bones.

But on the contrary, the strange man himself is a crippled person.

It is rumored that strange people have the heart to heal people, but they have no intention of self-healing.

But it was this unconvincing strange man who gave Bingyang a way to regenerate.

Bingyang himself knew that the method of regeneration given to him by the strange man was actually only one sentence.

The strange man once said to him: "It's not that the Xuan Realm can't go out. To save your life, you have the power to have a plan. ”

Bingyang suddenly and quickly improved.

It was as if he had come back to life overnight.

In fact, it was his heart that came to life.

Like a ray of sunlight shining in the endless darkness.

The strange man used a strange rotting insect to remove the flesh and meridians destroyed by the ice sun.

Bingyang endured great pain, like peeling skin and cramps.

However, at that time, he desperately wanted to live.

No matter how hard it is, as long as they can see each other again, the person in his heart, Bingyang is willing to endure it.

And it is to endure happily.

The new skin and flesh are slowly growing.

Although his face is very different from the past, he is still resolute and handsome.

To sum it up in Ziling's words, that is, recruit peach blossoms.

Sure enough, when Wang Jun saw Bingyang for the first time, he was overwhelmed.

A mistake at first sight is lifelong.

Wang Jun used all her tenderness on this man who was as bright as the moon.

However, this man who shines like a bright moon has the coldness of a cold moon.

You can look up, but you can't get close.

When Wang Jun showed his heart to Bingyang, Bingyang only had a blunt sentence: "I have already married." ”

Wang Jun said that he didn't care about Bingyang's past: "Those are the past. Since you have come to this realm, you have been reborn in another life. It's the heavens that want you to die and start over. ”

Bingyang's tone was like ice: "God, God let me die nine times, I know that life is not easy." God has left me for a lifetime, not for me to cut off my past. If I am not dead, how can I die?"

Wang Jun has a peerless appearance and a noble identity, and has always been sought after, loved, and coveted. How could she have thought that one day, she herself would go after admiration and covet a man.

And this man is still a married man.

Not only does he have a wife, but he also has a deep affection.

Being ignored and rejected by men is unimaginable, unacceptable, and intolerable for Wang Jun.

Wang Jun gritted his teeth with hatred for this legendary woman: "What kind of person is your wife?"

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