The vicious villain is in luck again

"An Ran. _o_m " Ji Yunyang called her, "Come here."

An Ran didn't move, still looking at the water that was gradually absorbed by the land and became shallower.

She couldn't help but think of He Yiyi.

Both He Yiyi and Chunyu lost their lives so easily.

But, it shouldn't be.

Seeing An Ran didn't respond to him, Ji Yunyang walked over.

He held a water bag in his hand and handed it to her very naturally.

An Ran glanced at the water bag, and then looked at Ji Yunyang along the water bag.

Ji Yunyang remained silent and raised the water bag again.

An Ran planned to reach out and take it, but there was still some hesitation in his actions.

He shouldn't do anything in the water, right?

After all, this is the Demon Lord, and he can immobilize her with just a swipe of his little finger, preventing her from resorting to despicable tricks.

but?·····

An Ran unconsciously looked at the circle of black figures surrounding him, and then at the silent patterned man.

Not others, they can't do anything behind Ji Yunyang's back, right?

As soon as her fingertips touched the cold leather surface of the water bag, the coolness left her in an instant.

Ji Yunyang took back the water bag, pulled out the stopper, raised his head and put the water bag above his lips without any scruples.

Water gurgled out from the mouth of the water bag, revealing a bright color under the firelight.

Water foam splashed out and wet his lips.

It's like a bright red cloth that gets wet when wet, with a few petals attached to it.

After taking a few sips, Ji Yunyang collected the water bag boldly, wiped his lips nonchalantly, and looked at her again.

The lips were wet and shiny.

An Ran's eyes were glued to Ji Yunyang's lips uncontrollably.

At that moment, she had no thoughts in her mind, she just stared at it subconsciously.

Ji Yunyang handed her the water bag again, "Drink."

An Ran then retracted his gaze and reached out to take it.

She lowered her head and rubbed the water bag with her fingers.

Press your thumb on the stopper and press it diagonally upwards. The stopper will be pushed open and hang down below the water bag, dangling in mid-air.

An Ran grabbed the thread connected to the plug and held the plug in his hand.

She raised her head and poured the water from the water bag into her mouth.

As soon as the water entered her mouth, it was like rain after a long drought, which greatly relieved and moisturized her dry and uncomfortable throat.

An Ran drank water happily.

After she put the plug back in, another hand reached out.

Ji Yunyang took back the water bag in An Ran's hand.

After An Ran finished drinking, he asked, "What were you thinking about just now?"

An Ran pinched her sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth, then asked, "Don't you know what I'm thinking about?"

Ji Yunyang looked down at her and followed her gaze to the ground, "But even if someone dies, is it worth your sadness?"

"Then how much affection does He Yiyi have with you? You are still thinking about her at this moment."

An Ran said in a deep tone, "Is He Yiyi really dead?"

Ji Yun Yang raised his head proudly, "Of course."

She asked again, "Did you kill him?"

Sensing something was wrong with An Ran's tone, Ji Yunyang did not answer rashly this time. He looked at An Ran inquiringly, "If I really killed him, what should you do?"

An Ran rubbed his arms with both hands and glanced at him expressionlessly, "Nothing."

She walked away and walked towards the horse that Ji Yunyang had originally led, "I just want to say I'm awesome."

Even the girl of luck can be killed so quickly, isn't that awesome?

Ji Yunyang stood on the spot and smacked his lips a few times, unable to tell whether An Ran's words were out of spite or sincere. He waited for An Ran to walk out for several steps before catching up with him as if he had recovered his senses.

He held An Ran's wrist and asked, "What were you thinking just now?"

An Ran got closer to the horse and realized that it turned out to be Wuyuan.

She touched Wuyuan's head, and in the blink of an eye her other hand was grabbed by Ji Yunyang.

An Ran turned her head and looked at Ji Yunyang's confused expression, knowing that he really didn't know what she was thinking this time.

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What was she thinking about just now? She was thinking about the Daughter of Luck.

However, Ji Yunyang could not detect it,

So, what about the way of heaven?

An Ran thought about a few pictures related to the way of heaven, and specially emphasized his identity.

While she was thinking about this, her silent attitude made Ji Yunyang misunderstand.

He pulled An Ran over and looked at her carefully, "What's wrong with you?"

An Ran looked at him with a serious face, but his eyes were a little confused, as if he really didn't know.

It seems that Ji Yunyang has no way to detect matters related to the way of heaven and luck, which are related to the movement of the world.

An Ran brushed his hand away, "Nothing."

She walked over and took the reins of Wuyuan, stepped on the stirrups, and easily climbed onto the horse.

When the patterned man following him saw this, he immediately showed his dagger and said, "This is the master's horse, how can you take it so easily?"

An Ran held on to the reins and looked at the patterned man with a funny look.@essence\/书馆·无码first~~

His master didn't say anything, but he spoke hurriedly.

I thought he was a discerning person.

She glanced around, her voice was slightly raised, and she caressed Wu Xian under her body, "When did this horse become his?"

"Obviously I have raised it since it was a child. I raised it so fat and strong that you can pick the fruits very happily."

"But if you want to pick it, that's not how it's done."

An Ran snorted coldly, "It's so natural, so unreasonable. What's the difference between a robber and a robber?"

The patterned man was shouted at by An Ran, and he looked at Ji Yunyang blankly, with a slight expression of asking for help.

Ji Yunyang looked up at An Ran who was sitting on the horse, stroking the round jade pendant in his hand again and again, with a smile on his face, "She is right."

"This horse was originally led for her."

After hearing Ji Yunyang's words, the patterned man immediately thought clearly about the cause and effect. He lowered his head, put away the dagger, and retreated respectfully.

Another smart person led a horse up, and Ji Yunyang flew directly onto the horse's back without any ink.

After sitting firmly, he drove his horse and walked alongside An Ran, "Now, do you feel better?"

"What's so uncomfortable?" An Ran paced slowly on his horse.

Ji Yunyang smiled and said, "Tough talk."

"Obviously I feel sad about He Yiyi and Chunyu, but I still refuse to admit it."

An Ran asked back, "Can you know what I was thinking at that time?"

Ji Yunyang and An Ran walked slowly together, "Even though I don't know it, I can feel it."

He said very familiarly: "You have always been like this, easy to be soft-hearted towards others."

An Ran suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

"Stop talking!" she snapped.

"Before, before, before, do you know what I was like before?"

"Don't act like you know her very well."

"Inexplicably imposing other people's imagination on me is not only disrespectful to me, but also disrespectful to her."

After she finished speaking, regardless of Ji Yunyang's expression, she pinched the horse's belly hard and said, "Wuyuan, let's go!"

Wuyuan felt the anger of his master, neighed, and ran forward obediently.

An Ran lay on Wuyuan, staring straight at the scenery in front of her. The surrounding scenery receded like flowing water, gradually blurring and then disappearing from her peripheral vision.

The wind whistled in his ears, and An Ran couldn't hear anything except the sound of his accelerated heartbeat and the sound of horse's hooves crushing branches.

Her mind was extremely confused at the moment, and there was a surge of anger in her head, and she was eager to find an outlet to vent it out.

But why does she have such emotions?

What is she so angry about?

Wuyuan was running fast, An Ran bouncing on its back.

Suddenly a thick branch appeared in front of me.

Before An Ran could react consciously, her body had already taken action one step ahead of her mind.

She let go of the reins and fell backwards, her back pressed tightly against Wuyuan's back.

The lush leaves brushed against her forehead and the slender leaves scratched the edge. (This chapter is not finished!)

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On the cheeks, the coldness is like a knife blade.

An Ran pushed hard and straightened up, but because his hands had already loosened the reins, he was running endlessly through the jungle. It was bumpy and bumpy. There was no big point of strength and he couldn't maintain his balance. If his body tilted, he would fall off the horse.

In a hurry, An Ran looked at the situation on both sides and found a bush where there was a lot of bushes, so he fell towards it, got off the horse's back, and rolled around in the bushes.

There was a slight pain on the cheek and other exposed skin, but at least the bushes slowed down the pressure of the fall, and no serious injuries were suffered.

He lay peacefully in the bushes, looking up at the tree crown that blocked out the sun, and panting.

After what happened just now, her heart was still beating violently.

The mood has not calmed down yet.

This is a very strange emotion.

Grievance, anger, unwillingness, discomfort, etc. are mixed together.

She shouldn't have such emotions.

Over the past hundred years, she has never been a truly frustrated person, so how could she have so many such emotions?

It was as if the backlog had reached a certain level and it all poured out at once.

An Ran didn't understand.

The chaotic sound of horse hooves came and stopped outside the bushes.

A man hurriedly ran towards her and pushed aside the bushes.

Ji Yunyang's face appeared above his sight.

Seeing An Ran, his nervous face relaxed.

This is a very subtle expression, with thick lines like a patterned man. You will definitely not notice the difference, but An Ran feels it.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

An Ran's anger hadn't gone away yet, but after seeing his face and hearing his voice, it started to get worse again.

She moved her lips, her voice was a little weak, but her emotions were very good, "Do you want to take care of it?"

Ji Yunyang raised his eyebrows. After seeing that nothing serious happened to An Ran, he returned to his casual demeanor and said, "You are tough again."

An Ran said: "I didn't."

Ji Yunyang smiled, he walked closer, squatted down and helped An Ran up, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Of course I know." An Ran walked out of the bushes with his help, "Isn't it just like falling off the horse and rolling around in the bushes?"

"You can laugh if you want, I don't care. @essence\/书馆*First update~~"

Ji Yunyang shook his head, his voice softened, "Wrong."

After he stood safely, he turned around and walked to his horse to take off the water bag. Then he took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve, folded it a few times, and put the folded handkerchief on the water bag.

Rinse under the mouth.

After wringing out the veil, he walked back to An Ran.

An Ran watched his movements without blinking, and her eyes gradually became sour and blurry.

He walked over with beautiful features, a handsome face, a tall and aloof figure, and his clothes were crisp and fit. Although he had been chased and killed, he did not show the slightest trace of embarrassment.

He is both familiar and strange at the same time.

It seems as if I have experienced this scene before.

I feel like something is breaking out of the ground in my mind, and then being suppressed forcefully.

An Ran took a few steps back in a daze and was firmly supported by a hand.

Ji Yunyang's face was very close.

In his eyes was her stunned face.

He wrapped the handkerchief around his fingertips, tapped An Ran's forehead carefully, and wiped it off step by step.

The dull pain of the wound was soothed by the coolness, but the heat in An Ran's eyes became more intense.

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

Ji Yunyang's voice was as soft as gauze, carried by the wind and floating in her ears.

"Obviously, he is very lovable."

An Ran blinked.

A teardrop fell from my eye...

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