The vicious villain is in luck again

The teardrop rolled down the cheek, leaving a winding and moist trail.

An Ran's face was full of enthusiasm.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears.

But after wiping one tear, more tears welled up, as if a drizzle of rain fell in my eyes and I couldn't stop them.

An Ran kept her face blank, wondering why she was crying. Seeing that she couldn't wipe away her tears, she simply gave up wiping her tears and let them flow freely on her face.

Tears fell one after another, dripping from her chin, wetting her clothes and Ji Yunyang's hands.

Ji Yunyang stared at his hands steadily.

Tears were like flowers, rolling down on the back of his hand, and dispersed in an instant.

It's like a clear crystal breaking into pieces.

Burningly hot.

His hand holding the veil trembled.

"You." Ji Yunyang's eyes were wandering around, and suddenly he didn't dare to look directly at An Ran's crying face.

But before he could say anything, An Ran moved.

She originally thought she would burst into tears, just for a moment, but she didn't expect it to stop flowing.

Ji Yunyang looked at her unbearably again, as if she had suffered some great grievance and insult.

Weird.

She raised her hand to block Ji Yunyang's hand from her face, took the handkerchief away from his hand, and wiped it on her face casually.

While wiping, he consciously took two steps back to distance himself from Ji Yunyang.

Enron's move broke up the strange atmosphere.

Ji Yunyang also recovered from his temporary emotions.

He couldn't help but want to see An Ran.

An Ran didn't look at him. After she stopped crying, she turned around and looked around.

After Wuyuan discovered that the person on his back was missing, he obediently ran back along the original path and stood quietly not far away.

An Ran calmed down.

What happened now was really beyond her expectation.

She had thought that the pursuit of Wen Feiran would be more fierce during the Prayer Festival, so even if Zhao Yilong, who was already a Heavenly Dao, was asked to restrain himself and arrange fewer manpower to pursue him, she would not relax much.

However, what I didn't expect was that such a variable would appear.

The way of heaven disappeared without a trace, and Zhao Yilong's identity was taken by other powerful people.

She was pressed on the head by the powerful man and entered the dreamland. As soon as she came out, she encountered an uncontrollable pursuit and killing scene.

More importantly, Wen Feiran also changed, and he turned out to be Ji Yunyang's clone.

So, has Wen Feiran's consciousness disappeared?

Or was it merged with Ji Yunyang's consciousness?

If Wen Feiran's consciousness disappears or is fused, what will happen to his luck?

Gone, or still there?

Does she want to get luck from Ji Yunyang?

If you want to obtain luck from Ji Yunyang, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

After all, Ji Yunyang is the Demon Lord.

Demons are the most difficult to predict.

Their evil nature, viciousness, and scheming are beyond the reach of others.

This is the inherent characteristic of demons.

Will she still let nature take its course like she did with Wen Feiran?

Or do you need to change your approach and attitude?

After all, Ji Yunyang even killed He Yiyi one by one.

He Yiyi is a daughter of luck, what impact will her disappearance have on this small world?

An Ran thought of the queen Su Qinghe in the previous small world.

The deaths of the previous Son of Luck and Daughter of Luck were inseparable from Su Qinghe, and Su Qinghe even took away part of the Luck Son and Daughter's luck.

Will He Yiyi's luck be transferred to Ji Yunyang, whose identity is Wen Feiran?

Harmful.

An Ran sighed in her heart, she couldn't detect anything.@essence\/书馆*First update~~

If Heaven were there, Heaven would be able to detect Ji Yunyang's luck, so that none of her above problems would be a problem.

It will be much easier for her to make decisions again.

The road ahead is bleak.

She walked towards Wuyuan, hugged its neck, and pressed her whole face against Wuyuan... (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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Now, only Wuyuan remains unchanged, it is still the same horse raised by its original owner.

This gave her a sense of familiarity and made her feel at ease.

This small world has changed so fast. It is completely different from the previous small world, far beyond her imagination.

She suddenly felt a little flustered.

An Ran unconsciously followed the endless fluffy mane.

Ji Yunyang looked at An Ran who was leaning next to Wuyuan in silence.

In front of Wuyuan's tall body, she was just a tiny one, clinging tightly to Wuyuan's side, as if she was floating in the rushing water, desperately holding on to a piece of driftwood that could save her life.

There were many small cuts on her face, perhaps made by branches and leaves when she rolled down the bushes. Some blood oozed faintly, and when washed away by tears, some were diluted into a light pink, and some followed.

The tears fell elsewhere, feeling embarrassed and pitiful.

But her eyes were empty, not knowing where she was looking or what she was thinking, feeling confused and at a loss.

Ji Yunyang couldn't hear all her thoughts, he could only hear her doubts about him.

She was thinking about Wen Feiran's consciousness.

Was it fused by him, or disappeared.

Ji Yunyang shook the hand hanging by his side.

An Ran was thinking about his clone.

This is of course an extremely normal thing.

Anyone who encounters such a thing will think of it more or less.

However, Ji Yunyang felt a trace of unspeakable uneasiness in his heart.

He couldn't help but think about why An Ran missed his clone.

Does she have a crush on that clone?

What would happen to her if the clone disappeared? What would happen to her if the clone didn't disappear?

If he hadn't been stimulated by the clone this time, noticed the strange changes in this small world, followed the clues, and happened to meet An Ran, then would this clone have something to do with An Ran?

Ji Yunyang's head was confused, and his emotions were suddenly out of his control.

No, absolutely not.

Even if it was his clone, he would not allow this clone to touch An Ran's hair.

Safety can only come from him, must come from him.

After thinking about it, he clenched the hand that he had just shaken.

There was a little tingling sensation in the palm of my hand.

Ji Yunyang looked to the side and saw that the hand was already a tightly clenched fist.

He let go, and there were several deep red-purple nail marks on his palm.

Ji Yunyang looked at his hands, lost in thought.

His mood swings were a little too big.

I haven't felt like this in hundreds of years.

This crazy emotion mixed with anger and uneasiness made him want to destroy everything.

However, when she disappeared hundreds of years ago, he was obviously very calm.

He was also very calm when she was with him.

Ji Yunyang was confused again.

Why does he have such emotions now?

This is very wrong.

He should be calm, just like hundreds of years ago, he has been walking around the world calmly and carefree, shuttled among all kinds of human faces, caught a glimpse of thousands of people's faces, and interacted with them deeply in their hearts.

The darkest thoughts.

But at this moment, his heart was beating rapidly.

This jump was so obvious that it even interrupted his train of thought.

Ji Yunyang became irritable.

But he suppressed it forcefully.

No, it cannot happen.

She's still here, she's been frightened enough today.

She needs a good rest.

There was nothing in Ji Yunyang's eyes. He didn't know what he was looking at.

He can't scare her.

as well as?··??·

He couldn't scare her away.

The beating heart shrank.

While Ji Yunyang was lost in thought, An Ran had already collected his emotions and got on his horse neatly.

She grabbed the reins, turned Wuyuan's head around, and shouted to Ji Yunyang, "Let's go.                                                                         Updated @"

After shouting twice, An Ran found that Ji Yunyang had no response, only... (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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He stared blankly at the palm of his hand, as if some spell had been cast on him, and his body was fixed there, like a wooden stake.

She had no choice but to raise her voice and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Are there flowers on your palms?"

Ji Yunyang trembled as if he had been struck by lightning. He guiltily covered the palm of his hand with his other hand, crushed his palm against his palm twice, and rubbed his fingertips against his palm several times before putting it down.

When his hands dropped to both sides, they were unconsciously hidden in the hem of his clothes.

Want to cover up.

"Nothing." He was still looking around, not daring to look at An Ran sitting on the horse.

An Ran only asked that question, mainly because Ji Yunyang's action of staring at his palms in a daze was too obvious.

In fact, she didn't have much curiosity.

She didn't even notice Ji Yunyang's panic and confusion at this moment.

An Ran asked, "Where are we going next?"

She thought about it, since the development of things now far exceeded her expectations, no matter how much she thought about it, it would be useless. It was better to adapt to the situation and figure out what Ji Yunyang wanted to do first.

Since he has recycled Wen Feiran's clone and continues to use Wen Feiran's identity, it means that he still has to act according to Wen Feiran's identity.

And judging by his behavior, it seems that he knows everything about Wen Feiran, and even knows things that Wen Feiran himself doesn't know.

Ji Yunyang should be doing something for Wen Feiran, right?

As for luck, it depends on the situation.

An Ran believes that Heaven will definitely find her back.

There was no way he would leave her.

He will definitely come back.

As long as he comes back, everything will be fine.

Just hold on for a while.

An Ran secretly encouraged herself.

"Go back to the imperial capital." Ji Yunyang spoke concisely and to the point, riding on the horse led by the patterned man, he passed An Ran and walked to the front first.

The other shadows also mounted their horses one after another, surrounding Ji Yunyang and An Ran.

If it was Wen Feiran, he should have been killed at this time, right?

An Ran couldn't help but start analyzing.

However, Wen Feiran returned to the imperial capital only after obtaining evidence that could bring down the Jiang family.

An Ran looked at the back of Ji Yunyang's head in front of him.

Did he get it?

Ji Yunyang seemed to feel something, and his horse stopped for a moment.

He turned to look at An Ran.

An Ran originally leaned forward slightly to look at Ji Yunyang, but was caught off guard and looked at him, causing his upper body to lean back in shock.

Ji Yunyang seemed to be amused by her reaction, with a smile on his face, "Peeping at me?"

An Ran shook her head repeatedly, "Did you just know what I was thinking?"

Maybe because An Ran's little appearance was funny, Ji Yunyang was quite interested in teasing the cat, "What do you think?"

"Oh." An Ran said decisively, "Then I don't know."

It turns out that Ji Yunyang can't know people's inner thoughts all the time.

She continued to ask, "Why don't you know? You know that people's thoughts have conditions in their hearts, right?"

"What are the conditions?"

An Ran asked urgently and quickly, and Ji Yunyang didn't even have a chance to interrupt.

She thought and said to herself, "What is the difference between you knowing my thoughts and not knowing my thoughts?"

The previous pictures automatically appeared in my mind and I compared them over and over again.

What's different?

Got it!

An Ran said excitedly, "You have to look at me, right?"

The black shadows that stopped as Ji Yunyang stopped were not too far or too close. No matter what An Ran and Ji Yunyang were saying, they did not move at all and were extremely silent.

She looked directly at Ji Yunyang and asked again, "Really?"

Ji Yunyang's smile became lighter and a little more helpless.

He slowly clapped his hands twice and said, "That's really smart."

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