Sowozong, South Bank.

In the large bathroom, the heat evaporated and rose slightly, forming a hazy white mist that enveloped the surroundings.

Wang Ran and the beautiful woman in front of him were in this white mist, staring at each other in astonishment, and the scene was extremely embarrassing for a while.

But the next moment, there was a chilling chill condensed in the eyes of that beautiful woman.

She raised her hand and swept across the water.

Whoa—

The water splashed in all directions, raising several meters high, blocking Wang Ran's gaze.

Through the hazy water column, you can faintly see that the delicate and delicate curves are flying in the air, and when you see her jade hand, the clothes hanging on the nearby screen will automatically fly up and wrap around her waist.

The beautiful woman spun around several times in mid-air, and by the time she landed, she was already dressed in silk and satin.

She was dressed in a white dress like a light veil, as if she was in the fog of smoke, and she looked to be about early twenties, with strands of black hair scattered randomly on her shoulders, and there were some water stains on it that had not yet dried.

At this time, the splash in the bathroom also happened to fall, Wang Ran raised his head and looked at her, only to feel that this woman was spotless, as if she did not eat the fireworks in the world.

Only between the expressions, cold and indifferent, a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a little chill, after glancing at Wang Ran, he took out a long sword from the storage bag, and in the next moment, he had come to Wang Ran's side.

In an instant, Wang Ran only felt a chill all over his body, and when he looked at it again, he saw her white clothes fluttering like a fairy, the red silk around her waist was flying wantonly, and the long sword in her hand was amazing, with bursts of killing intent, and gently parked at his neck.

At this moment, after seeing the red and white robe and this unfathomable strength, how could Wang Ran not understand that the beautiful woman in front of him was a genuine true disciple!

The word "true transmission" almost represents the highest status in the Sowo Sect, even if the elders see it, they must greet each other with a smile.

Because the cultivation of every true disciple is no different from that of an elder, all of them are Jindan monks!

Jin Dan, that is a great realm that can kill people with a snap of a finger and walk in the air.

Today's Wang Ran is definitely not the opponent of Brother Jindan.

I am afraid that there are not many true disciples of the entire Sowo Sect, and Wang Ran has never seen this woman, so he did not act rashly.

It is not difficult to see that there is a cold chill in her eyes, as well as an angry shame.

After the long sword was placed on Wang Ran's neck, she looked her eyes up and down, and after seeing the blue and white robe, she said indifferently: "You are a disciple of the Solipse Sect?"

Wang Ran raised his eyes lightly and nodded.

However, the woman did not take the sword away, but then said: "You have seen my whole body, even if you are a disciple of the Only Self Sect, no one will dare to pursue me if I kill you!"

Hearing this, Wang Ran's heart couldn't help but tremble, but his mind was running rapidly.

If she really wanted to kill herself to vent her anger, I am afraid she would not ask more, let alone deliberately say this sentence, since she said it, it proves that her heart is not as cold and ruthless as it seems.

Thinking of this, Wang Ran already had a way to deal with it, his face was indifferent, not chaotic at all, even if the sword was only 0.01 cm away from his throat at that time, but he knew that after a quarter of the incense, the mistress of the sword would be completely angry, because he decided to tell a lie.

Although Wang Ran has told countless lies in his life, this one he thinks is the most perfect.

At this moment, there happened to be a beam of moonlight shining through the hole in the roof and sprinkling coldly on Wang Ran's body.

There was even a wind blowing, dissipating a bit of fog.

Wang Ran's body was straight, he stood quietly under the cold light, raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, the mist in his eyes was entangled, and he couldn't tell whether it was the moisture in the bathroom or the haze in his tears.

There is infinite sadness and repentance, and he whispered: "The smoke and water sink overnight, the green mountains are deep in sorrow, the boat turns and floats, where to park the tourists...... Girl, you should do this, and I should die. ”

After Wang Ran's hoarse voice came out, the room was silent for a moment, and in the depths of the gaze of the beautiful woman, there was a rare trace of fluctuation.

"You're not afraid of death?"

Seeing Wang Ran like this, she couldn't help but speak with doubts.

At this time, Wang Ran's eyes were more profound and repentant, and his hoarse voice even revealed a slight sense of sacrificing his life for righteousness: "Afraid, but people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather." ”

"My eyes have defiled the girl's Bingqing Yujie body, although it was unintentional, but my heart is also panicked, I Wang Ran stands in the world with the way of a gentleman, and today's actions have betrayed my principles, girl, you can do it, you can die under this sword, I have no complaints. ”

Hearing Wang Ran's words, the eyes of the beautiful woman were shocked even deeper, and she was a little incredulous: "Do you really dare to face death? If you can live, I think with your qualifications, it will not be difficult to soar in the future." ”

Hearing this, Wang Ran smiled coldly, and his voice carried a trace of pride: "Wealth and glory, what does it have to do with me? I, Wang Ran, am a gentleman and a frank man, and I am by no means a person who is greedy for vanity, even at this moment, there is a mountain of spiritual jade in front of me, and I will not take half of it." ”

The woman's heart shook slightly, the blade of the sword quietly loosened a little, but her mouth continued to probe tentatively: "Do you really have any nostalgia for this world?"

Seeing this, Wang Ran was even more sure that she was cold on the outside and weak on the inside, so her acting skills broke out again, looking at the sky at forty-five degrees, and sighed deeply and melancholy: "My life is only in a hurry for eighteen years, how can I be nostalgic? If there is, you might as well make this memory into a strong wine and continue it in the next life." ”

After speaking, there were two tear stains on his white face, and the eyes were sincere and resolute, "Your sword cut my throat, don't hesitate anymore." ”

"If Heaven could give me another chance, I would spend the rest of my life examining myself, and if I had to add a deadline to this confession, I would like it to be...... 10,000 years. ”

"Ding Dong, the host has caused a strong spiritual impact on the true disciples, and the Dao value is ten points!"

After hearing the prompt sound in his head, Wang Ran's heart, which had always been tight, finally calmed down, but in his eyes, he still looked like a gentleman who was frank and just wanted to die.

When the boom sounded.

The beautiful woman put her sword into the sheath.

She turned around and walked outside the house, and a cold voice came: "Today's events, as if they have never happened, you must not mention it in the sect, otherwise I will not be spared." ”

Seeing that the danger was lifted, Wang Ran finally put away his resolute demeanor, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask this senior sister's name?"

In the hall, the beautiful woman had already walked away, and only one voice was floating in the ears.

"Yao Pujia. ”