After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 382 It Doesn't Hurt to Admit Such a Like

Qiao Luoyan blinked, feeling like she was hallucinating.

At the same time, she was also a little speechless by Master Jiu who suddenly hit a straight ball.

Pei Yinan quietly waited for her answer.

In less than 1 minute, his days felt like years.

As time passed slowly, Pei Yinan slowly closed his eyes.

His gloomy face returned to its previous gentleness, and a gentle voice emerged from his thin lips.

"Silly girl, are you kidding me, are you scared?"

Pei Yinan's playful voice was filled with a smile, teasing Qiao Luoyan as before.

However, his affectionate and beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of paranoid gloom.

He is like a wolf standing alone on the edge of a cliff in the dark night, full of arrogance and arrogance.

The alpha wolf with a powerful aura that disdains the world will not show sadness and sadness when he is injured, but can only lick his wounds alone dejectedly.

Qiao Luoyan was very sensitive to the emotions of the person he cared about, and found that Pei Yinan's aura seemed restrained, and the hidden gloomy and frightening emotions were conveyed from the other person's body.

The opponent's body, which was already unstable in zhenqi, became more and more disordered in the fluctuation of spiritual power, and it was only a short distance away from going mad.

Qiao Luoyan took a deep breath, and kissed Pei Yinan's perfectly lined side face forcefully.

She said softly, "I like you, I like you."

What is it like?
If you like someone, you are not allowed to be touched by others.

Then she should like Pei Yinan and regard him as her property.

It doesn't hurt to admit such a liking.

I'm afraid it's Du Lingtong's love for Fu Jun.

Even after nearly 300 years, it has never faded.

Du Lingtong even became more and more crazy, and almost ended up in a frenzy.

If Pei Yinan asked her if she loved her or not.

Qiao Luoyan would definitely refuse to answer.

She did not allow that sharp blade that kills without blood to hover above her head.

When Pei Yinan got the response, her beautiful thin lips curved slightly, and her face was not happy to get a satisfactory answer.

Qiao Luoyan hesitated, as long as he hesitated, it didn't matter how long it took.

How old is this girl, he is too eager.

He is older than the other party by many years, so to ask someone who is not yet enlightened if he likes it so bluntly is not asking for death.

Pei Yinan let go of Qiao Luoyan in her arms, leaned over to the corner of her eyes, and kissed her softly and pitifully.

His beautiful thin lips opened and closed, and said softly: "I like you too."

Because I like you, I will become stronger for you, so that no one can touch you.

Qiao Luoyan raised her eyes, staring at the man in front of her with clear eyes: "Then aren't you happy?"

She asked straightforwardly and honestly, as if she cared a lot about whether Pei Yi Nankai was happy.

Pei Yinan took her hand and smiled slightly: "No, let's go back."

Pei Jiuye, who said he was fine, had a faint trace of exhaustion hidden in his eyes.

Qiao Luoyan saw it, looked away as if nothing had happened, and said: "This place makes me unhappy, we will leave tonight."

"Okay—" Pei Yinan nodded.

What Qiao Luoyan didn't say was that she couldn't tell whether she was in a good or bad mood here, and Pei Yinan was really greatly affected.

She doesn't want the other party to be unhappy, and she also hopes that they will return to the relaxed mode of getting along with each other.

On the way, Qiao Luoyan saw the coffin containing Du Lingtong's body again.

She said to Pei Yinan: "You wait for me here for a while."

Qiao Luoyan let go of the opponent's hand and walked to the coffin.

Seeing Du Lingtong lying in the coffin with a ruddy complexion and two legs growing out, her eyes showed a look of astonishment.

It seems that the spiritual power of the dragon veins not only affected the flowers, plants and trees with a radius of hundreds of miles, but even Du Lingtong, a centuries-old corpse, was gifted by the dragon veins.

Qiao Luoyan clicked her tongue softly, thinking, this woman is really lucky.

She waved to the disciples of the Yan family who were not far away: "Come here and bury the coffin again."

Hearing the eldest lady's order, the disciples of the Yan family ran over one after another.

According to Qiao Luoyan's instructions, they changed a place for Du Lingtong to bury him again.

The location Qiao Luoyan chose was at the tail of the dragon's veins. Although there was not much aura, it was enough to continue nurturing Du Lingtong's corpse.

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When the group returned to the villa, they found Fu Mingcheng sitting in the living room full of depression.

This person is like an empty shell, his expression seems to be as calm as water, but he is actually overwhelmed by endless pain.

Ling'er lay obediently on Fu Mingcheng's lap, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The wheelchair with advanced design fell into the living room, and there was a pink wedding dress on the floor that looked like it had been ravaged.

In the huge hall, Du Lingtong could not be found.

Pei Yinan let go of Qiao Luoyan's hand, walked up to Fu Mingcheng, and asked softly, "She's gone?"

"Um--"

A low, inaudible nasal voice responded from the sofa.

Fu Mingcheng looked down at Ling'er lying on his lap, raised his trembling hand, and pulled the hair behind his daughter's face behind his ears.

He raised his head, showing a calm and gentle face.

There was a dead silence in the flushed eyes, which added a bit of sadness.

Fu Mingcheng opened his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jiu, who do you think Linger looks like?"

Pei Yinan, who already knew that Ling'er was not Liang Lan's daughter, lowered her complex eyes slightly, scanning Ling'er's delicate and well-behaved face.

The child is still the same child, but this face seems to have changed.

The appearance is still exquisite and lovely, and the face seems to be a little thinner, but it still looks round and cute.

The nose is also a bit upturned. If you look closely at the root of the mountain, it is actually somewhat similar to Fu Mingcheng.

The shape of Linger's lips has also changed, or it should be said that the shape of her mouth has changed the most on Linger's face.

It was a beaded lip, and the little bead on the upper lip looked very round and cute.

Pei Yinan's eyes showed surprise, and his heart sank slightly.

He recalled Du Lingtong who had regained his true face, and on his delicate face, he also had the same pearly lips as Linger.

The reason why I remember it so clearly is because when I saw Du Lingtong, I was easily attracted by the little beads on her lips.

At this moment, Ling'er doesn't look like Liang Lanxie, nor does she look like her boyfriend who died.

This child is a combination of Fu Mingcheng and Du Lingtong, and his facial features perfectly inherit the advantages of the two.

It's just that she doesn't know who those eyes look more like after Ling'er opened her eyes.

Pei Yinan looked up at Fu Mingcheng, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and didn't know whether to congratulate him or comfort him.

The daughter of a good friend who had been raised for six years, discovered that it turned out to be her own daughter.

On the day she learned the truth, Linger's mother left forever.

Du Lingtong's soul flew away, representing their eternal life and the day when they would never meet again.

Fu Mingcheng looked too calm except for those sad eyes.

Pei Yinan was a little worried about him, and always felt that the other party was overwhelmed with despair.

He said slowly, "Ling'er is very similar to you."

(End of this chapter)