The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran was carried away by Ji Yunyang for a long time.

After briefly speaking a few words, Ji Yunyang silenced her again.

An Ran glared at him angrily, but only received his leisurely and leisurely laughter, "You are so talkative now, but my heart is very fragile and I cannot listen to you too much."

"Otherwise." Ji Yunyang looked at her with a smile, "I'm afraid I might lose you if I can't help it."

An Ran rolled her eyes.

Oh, dog man.

Threaten her?

If he really lost it, he would have lost it long ago.

Besides, is she afraid of losing him?

If you can, just throw me away!

An Ran roared loudly in his heart.

But I have to say that following Ji Yunyang is less troublesome than following Wen Feiran.

Although Wen Feiran's movements to open the road were neat and swishy, ​​he still looked a little embarrassed, while Ji Yunyang looked much cleaner.

Not to mention that she was held by Ji Yunyang all the way, so she didn't need to walk on her own at all.

Whenever there is an obstacle in the way of branches and leaves, blue flames will burn it to ashes.

What's strange is that this flame only burns within a specific range. Once the thing that is about to touch them is burned out, the flame will be extinguished immediately and will never burn to other places.

An Ran watched intently.

"What, are you stunned?"

Ji Yunyang's teasing laughter came from above his head.

She raised her eyes and saw that under the dim light of the fire, his jawline was clear and smooth, as sharp as a sword, and the corners of his lips were half raised, giving him a sense of leisure and carefreeness.

Looking outside, there is a dark sky. Blocked by lush branches, the sky is like tofu pieces cut into different shapes. Occasionally, there are twinkling stars floating by, but the light is very weak.

Except for the rustling of leaves and branches underfoot, it was extremely quiet.

Suddenly it felt like I was in a gap in the world.

An Ran was a little tired.

Once such a thought occurs, deep exhaustion rushes toward her like sea water.

After all, in this small world, she is just a thirteen-year-old girl with flesh and blood.

Her spirit had been greatly depleted after entering the dream state, and her body had been running around for a long time. Her mood swings were so great just now that she really couldn't hold on anymore.

There was still a dull pain in Tengkong's back.

An Ran guessed that the bruises were inevitable. After all, the moment she hit the wall when she first popped out of the dreamland was really hard.

The kind that makes you vomit out blood. _o_m

My head is heavy, my head is dizzy, my limbs are weak, and my neck is sore.

She couldn't think about it any more, she felt like she would be paralyzed if she thought about it any more.

An Ran tilted her head slightly and leaned against Ji Yunyang's chest.

In an instant, Ji Yunyang's movements paused, and his breathing seemed to stop with this moment.

But they were so fast that it seemed like a human illusion. After a few breaths, they returned to normal.

An Ran never noticed.

Once she had someone to draw on, she would save a lot of effort.

She leaned back quietly, her eyes tracing the faint dark lines in the fabric.

I thought Ji Yunyang would say something, but I didn't expect him to remain silent.

This doesn't seem like his style.

The mouth that had been exerting pressure invisibly suddenly felt much more relaxed.

An Ran intuitively felt that she could speak.

She asked, "What are you going to do?"

I didn’t know if I didn’t tell you, but when I talked about it, I realized that the voice was scratchy, hoarse, and a little bit uncomfortable with friction and tearing.

An Ran swallowed and moistened her throat a little.

But it still hurts.

An Ran closed her mouth and lost all thoughts of speaking.

No matter what he wants to do, she is already in his hands. He can kill or hack her as he pleases.

Ji Yunyang said, "Of course I have to find someone who can support Wen Feiran."

"My current identity is Wen Feiran, not Ji Yunyang."

An Ran suddenly thought of a question.

His identity is Wen Feiran, but what about his appearance?

An Ran raised his head and glanced at Ji Yunyang several times curiously.

Before Ji Yunyang appeared, (this chapter is not finished yet!)

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Is Wen Feiran's real appearance at that time?

Probably so.

"no."

Huh? An Ran was surprised.

Why does Ji Yunyang seem to be answering her question?

Could he hear what she was thinking?

"Of course." Ji Yunyang continued to answer.

An Ran was speechless.

Doesn't that mean that what she was thinking just now was known to him?

Ji Yunyang hid it well enough.

But it didn't matter, she just happened to be too lazy to talk, so she could talk to him just by saying what she wanted to say silently in her mind.

Ji Yunyang smiled, "You have a very open-minded attitude."

"When most people know that I can read their inner thoughts, their first reaction is to panic."

"It's a blessing for you to actually take advantage of my ability like this."

She was just taking advantage of the situation.

Furthermore, she is upright and upright, what can’t others know?

"It's quite magnanimous. I guess I would rather curse the word 'dog man' myself." Ji Yunyang joked, without the slightest intention of getting angry.

An Ran was too lazy to pay attention to his words.

She returned to the "no" that Ji Yunyang said at the beginning.

An Ran asked Ji Yunyang in his mind, "What do you mean by 'no'?"

"Isn't that Wen Feiran's true appearance?"

Ji Yunyang did not answer directly, but slowly slowed down his pace.

An Ran waited for a long time for his answer, and then found that his pace had slowed down, and he suddenly understood.

It's quite appetizing.

Oh, is she the kind of person who can be appetizing?

Can this little question whet her appetite?

This is too much to underestimate her An Ran.

An Ran calmly closed her eyes and rested her mind, thinking about nothing.

Xu Shi probed An Ran's inner thoughts again and knew that this move would be of no use to her. Ji Yunyang stopped holding on, "His appearance is also my appearance."

"Wen Feiran is my clone in this small world."

An Ran opened her eyes.

Miraculous, she only knew that powerful people in the main world could cultivate different clones in one world, but she had never heard of anyone who could cultivate clones across worlds.

The reason why Ji Yunyang is so elusive in the main world is probably because he has a clone in the small world.

"Do you want to know why I can have a clone in the small world?" Ji Yunyang asked.

If she wanted to know, would he tell her the truth?

"Won't."

safely:"……"

Then what is he talking about?

"You didn't know it when you followed me hundreds of years ago. If you forget me hundreds of years later, I certainly won't tell you."

"Unless..." Ji Yunyang lowered his voice, "You remember me again. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆*First update~~"

An Ran was speechless again.

I really don't know why Ji Yunyang must think that she knows him.

Since he could know her inner thoughts, he should know that what she said was true.

It is true that she did not exist hundreds of years ago, so how can we know her?

Couldn't he check the person who made her enter the dream?

An Ran thought of Zhao Yilong who was possessed by someone who didn't know who.

"I have no way of knowing who he is." Ji Yunyang responded to her inner thoughts, "But I know that you are the person I am looking for."

"No matter how much you deny it."

"I don't know what you have experienced in the past few hundred years, why you are in this state now, and what caused your amnesia. However, I will get your lost memories back."

The horse neighed.

An Ran's eyes suddenly opened up, and the fire shot into the sky.

A wave of black figures stood in front of them, holding torches one after another.

They were dressed in night clothes, and despite the firelight, they still looked shadowy in the night.

The leader stepped forward, handed the torch to the people behind him, took off his triangle scarf and knelt down on one knee, "I am late, please punish me, master."

An Ran saw that half of his face was covered with strange patterns, fresh. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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Red as blood, like a totem.

Ji Yunyang's voice was lowered by several degrees, like a mixture of ice particles, completely different from his tone when facing An Ran.

"Where are the people?" he asked coldly.

"Caught." The patterned man stood up and waved back.

A tied-up man with disheveled hair was escorted up from behind.

It wasn't until the person knelt in front of her and the patterned man lifted her hair and held up a torch to illuminate her face that An Ran recognized who she was.

"Chunyu.@essence\/书馆*First update~~" An Ran murmured.

When Chunyu heard her voice, she raised her head to look at her, but her expression looked normal.

It was as if he had been mentally prepared for being caught.

"You." An Ran didn't know what to say for a moment.

How could Chunyu be caught?

The patterned man bowed his head respectfully, "Master, all of her subordinates have searched her body, but they couldn't find Gu Yu."

"But, my subordinates found this."

The patterned man took something out of his sleeve and held it up with both hands.

It is a small round jade pendant.

Ji Yunyang said nothing, put An Ran down and hugged her with one hand.

He gently leaned An Ran's head in his arms.

The eyes of all the subordinates were fixed in one place, turning a blind eye to Ji Yunyang's move, and never cast curious glances at An Ran.

He took the jade pendant, tossed it up, and then tossed it again.

Ji Yunyang reached across his hand and grabbed the jade pendant that was falling in mid-air. He looked at the kneeling Chunyu and asked, "Where did it come from?"

Chunyu didn't even look at it, her eyes were still on the ground, "Since the Ninth Prince has recognized it, there is no need to ask questions knowingly."

Ji Yunyang chuckled, "I'll give you the steps, but you don't want them."

"It's not that I don't want it, it's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to walk down the steps given by the Ninth Prince."

Listening to Chunyu's neither humble nor arrogant words, An Ran couldn't help but give a thumbs up in her heart.

Yes, yes, this attitude is really good. There is neither fear nor guilt. Even though he was being escorted to kneel on the ground and described as embarrassed, he still maintained his momentum and talked with Ji Yunyang on an equal footing.

She appreciated it very much.

Ji Yunyang heard An Ran's inner thoughts, raised his brows, and looked down at An Ran.

An Ran was looking at Chunyu intently when she suddenly felt her body relax.

She moved her hands and feet.

Hey, I can move now.

Ji Yunyang let go of her and took a few steps forward.

He threw a bracelet in front of Chunyu.

It's the red coral bead.

"My mother-in-law has even given you this. Isn't it an exaggeration to call you a confidant?"

Chunyu stared at the beads and remained silent.

"Tell me, where is Gu Yu?" Ji Yunyang asked.

Chunyu looked away from the beads and looked at Ji Yunyang, "I don't know."

"Gu Yu has always been with He Yiyi. It was a relic given to her by her mother."

"But when I searched for her body today, I couldn't see it."

"Don't know?" Ji Yunyang took a step back and suddenly smiled, "Then you are useless."

It was too late, but soon, he took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Chunyu fiercely.

Chunyu didn't seem to expect that Ji Yunyang would take action without saying anything. He opened his eyes wide and looked down at the wound in disbelief.

Ji Yunyang drew out his dagger.

"Plop", she lay on her back on the ground.

Blood bloomed on her chest, and along with her trembling body, it was eerily quiet.

Chunyu died without closing her eyes before she died.

The patterned man handed the handkerchief to Ji Yunyang, and he took it, wiped his bloody fingers slowly, and handed the dagger and handkerchief to the man, "Let's go."

The patterned man asked Ji Yunyang, "Master, should we dispose of this body?"

Ji Yunyang's voice was cold, "Just deal with it."

The patterned man approached the corpse. The pattern was particularly bright at this moment, like a flower in full bloom on a person's face.

He knelt down, took out a small porcelain bottle, opened the cork on it, and poured it onto the body.

There was a sizzling sound, and the corpse shrank rapidly and boiled for only a few seconds. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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In the blink of an eye, it turned into a puddle of water.

The patterned man led a horse. Ji Yunyang walked over and patted the horse.

An Ran walked to this pool of water and stared at it for a long time, with mixed feelings. _o_m

She has no specific thoughts, but her emotions are complicated...

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