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Jiang Zhuo'an took the amulet he handed over, with a rare hint of confusion on his cold face: "I don't think you are humble..."

Yan Qingning shook her head, stubbornly slapped away the hand he held on her, and said softly: "Master! None of this is important anymore..."

Jiang Zhuo'an still wanted to reach out to catch him, but was blocked by the demonic energy waved by Yan Qingning.

The magic flame burned his green fingertips...

"Master, you are right!" He smiled reluctantly at Jiang Zhuo'an, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I am a demon and you are an immortal.

Immortals and demons stand side by side, we have different ways... and we don’t want to conspire against each other! "

After saying that, he didn't give Jiang Zhuoan time to think, he crushed the teleportation talisman in his hand and turned into a dark purple demonic energy and left here.

The moment the demonic energy left, Jiang Zhuoan heard his choked voice.

He said, "Jiang Zhuo'an, I don't want to like you anymore..."

The vision in front of him suddenly became blurry. Jiang Zhuoan raised his hand to wipe it in confusion, but he encountered a patch of wetness.

He seemed to be...crying again.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value is: 85. 】

[Host, the mission target has such a high opinion of you. Why don’t you choose to stay and continue maxing it out? ] Xiaobai scratched his head and said puzzledly.

This time, Yan Qingning did not answer, but stood on the pile of stones not far away, looking quietly at the lost figure standing there, and touched his heart in confusion.

Here...why is there an inexplicable dull pain?

Xiaobai was keenly aware that Yan Qingning was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any more questions and just stayed in his conscious space waiting for Yan Qingning to return to normal.

After a long time, the unfamiliar dull pain dissipated slightly, and Yan Qingning began to answer Xiaobai's question: "Because what you can't get is always turbulent."

If I stay with him all the time, he will take it for granted that I will never leave. In this case, the love value will never reach the full value. 】

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Jiang Zhuo'an didn't know how he ended up on Luohua Peak. He only knew... that after Yan Qingning decided to leave, his vision was not clear once.

"Master Immortal, why didn't Xiao Ning come back with you?" Hua Qiao saw him coming back alone and anxiously asked him about Yan Qingning's whereabouts.

Jiang Zhuo'an's lips moved several times, and finally he said hoarsely: "He... left..."

gone……

Not coming back……

"It shouldn't be!" Hua Qiao frowned and said in confusion: "Didn't Xiao Ning say that he would go to the human world with you to watch the lanterns tonight?

He said that he couldn't let you wait there. After lunch, he ran down to the foot of Huafeng and waited for you. "

"Didn't you look at him?" Hua Qiao frowned even more tightly: "This is even more inappropriate!

He said that he was afraid that you wouldn't be able to see him, so he stood at the bottom of the mountain all afternoon, while Ivy and I could watch from the top of the mountain! "

Every time Hua Qiao said a word, Jiang Zhuoan felt a dull knife stabbing his heart, bringing with it waves of dull pain...

There was a faint sweetness in his throat. He swallowed it down and asked hoarsely: "Did he... wait until the evening from afternoon to evening?"

"Isn't that right!" When Hua Qiao heard him ask this question, she quickly talked about Yan Qingning's benefits: "Xiao Ning's thoughts about you can even be seen clearly on the ivy wood.

As long as you can spare time to accompany him, let alone make him wait all afternoon, even if it takes three days and three nights, Xiao Ning will probably be able to wait there stupidly! "

"So...is that so?" Jiang Zhuo'an used his sleeve to cover up and wiped the blood from his lips, and continued to listen to Hua Qiao talking about Yan Qingning's good deeds.

Qingteng realized that something was wrong with Jiang Zhuo'an, and quickly stepped forward and covered Hua Qiao's mouth: "Hua Qiao made a mistake, please forgive me, Lord Immortal!"

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhuo'an swayed slightly and said with force, "Let her continue talking!"

Qingteng could not disobey his order, so he had to remind Hua Qiao in a low voice: "Master Xianzun is not in a good state. You'd better not mention anything related to him."

After Qingteng's reminder, Hua Qiao realized that Jiang Zhuoan's face was too pale today.

"Master Immortal, do you want..." Hua Qiao shook the flower branch and whispered: "Take a rest first?"

When Jiang Zhuo'an heard this, he just shook his head slightly: "Go on."

"Tell me more about him," Jiang Zhuoan's usually cold face showed a rare smile. He almost begged Hua Qiao: "I want to hear more..."

Listen to the concerns that I have deliberately ignored, listen to the past that I have never participated in...

By the way... listen to how heartless you used to be...

Hua Qiao glanced at the entrance of Luohua Peak several times. When she saw that Yan Qingning had not returned for a long time, she sighed and said lightly: "Xiao Ning, he always likes to plant flowers under the peach trees. If Master Xian Zun is interested, he can do it for Xiao Ning." Take care of the flowers under the peach tree!"

Jiang Zhuo'an was stunned for a long time before he turned his eyes to the peach blossom tree with difficulty.

The white flowers swayed in the wind, and the fragile petals seemed unable to even bear the weight of the dewdrops. They swayed tremblingly before they could shake off the dewdrops that were extremely heavy for them.

Stubborn and persistent...

Jiang Zhuo'an looked at it silently for a long time, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

He almost crawled to the edge of the flower on his hands and knees, wanting to reach out and touch the white flower, but when he was about to touch it, he withdrew his hand covered with blood and mud.

His eyes darkened, and he stared at his retracted hand helplessly.

His hands are so dirty...

Dirty hands should not touch that beautiful pure whiteness...

This scene overlapped with the scene in Guixu Palace that day, except that the humble man kneeling on the ground was replaced by the banished immortal who was always cold and noble.

Jiang Zhuo'an knelt on the ground with his head bowed, his white clothes stained with filth, and his face as fragile as paper was unknowingly covered with tears.

Hua Qiao and Qing Teng looked on with displeasure, but they didn't know how to comfort the immortal who fell into worldly desires.

Yan Qingning looked at Jiang Zhuoan's humble appearance on his knees and repented through the video provided by Xiaobai, with a hint of irritation secretly mixed between his brows.

Xiaobai noticed that he was unhappy, so he went over and licked his palm: [Master, what's wrong with you? 】

【fine. ] Yan Qingning rubbed the center of his eyebrows and said in a low voice: [I just think it’s time to make the progress of this world faster. 】

noob:? ? ?

Yan Qingning: [It’s time for the little beauty to discover how deeply I love him! 】

The next second, the white platycodon flower that was originally swaying in front of Jiang Zhuoan was broken inch by inch.

The broken petals slid across Jiang Zhuoan's face, and under the cool touch... there was heartbreaking snow.

Jiang Zhuoan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he released all his remaining spiritual power without hesitation, wrapping each broken petal carefully.

However, the petals were shattered so completely that even if he used all his spiritual power to protect the flower immediately, there would still be a trace of flower fragments floating away.

He couldn't catch the broken flower...

I can't even catch my beloved who is desperate...

The huge fluctuations in spiritual energy resonated with the shadow stone in the grass, causing it to flash with a silvery white light.

Upon seeing this, Qing Teng's expression suddenly changed, and against the pressure of Jiang Zhuo'an's spiritual power, he drove the vines to destroy the image stone.

As the person who recorded this image, no one knows what is recorded here better than him.

Those useless images... will only make Jiang Zhuoan even more crazy!

However, Jiang Zhuoan had already noticed it the moment he took action.He used his spiritual power to suppress Ivy's movements and walked slowly to the image stone.

His hand trembled slightly, but he still firmly input spiritual power into the image stone, causing the previous scene to reappear.

The young man in the picture is squatting under the peach tree, crouching to the buds and murmuring his love words that cannot be revealed in front of others.

He said that he didn't want to admit that his master didn't like him...

He said that his master always gave him hope and pushed him into the abyss...

He said that he was reluctant to let go of his master...

He says……

But the young man did not say much in the end, but wordlessly dug up the soil, scattered the seeds he had saved, used his demonic energy to make the seeds grow wildly, knelt humbly on the ground and kissed the newly grown buds, and said in a dumb voice that he was not I didn’t want to say the second half of the sentence.

He said, when I finish planting all the seeds, I...I won't love you anymore...

The young man's humble and dusty posture reappeared over and over again in front of Jiang Zhuo'an's eyes, forcing his eyes to turn red and his fingertips to pierce the flesh of his palms.

The bloody smell that was forcibly suppressed in his throat could not be resisted after all, and he spit it out violently, staining the front of his white clothes red.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +10, current love value is: 95. 】

[Originally I thought that if the little beauty was full this time, I would torture him less, but it turned out that he was really...] Yan Qingning curled his lips and said displeased: [...stingy as always! 】

Jiang Zhuo'an, who was dubbed "stingy" by Yan Qingning, was channeling spiritual power into the image stone desperately, looking at the scene that almost hurt his heart like a masochist.

After a long time, he wiped off the blood on his lips and called in a low voice: "Ivy."

Qingteng half-knelt on the ground and saluted: "My subordinate is here!"

"Take Hua Qiao down!" Jiang Zhuo'an waved his hand and said, "I want to be alone."

"Lord Immortal!" Qing Teng wanted to say something more, but when his eyes touched Hua Qiao who was stunned by Jiang Zhuo'an's spiritual power, he still responded in a compromised manner: "I accept the order!"

After Qingteng and Hua Qiao left, Jiang Zhuoan could no longer control his surging spiritual power. He crazily gathered all the petal fragments he could catch into his arms, and carefully and gently used his spiritual power to break the broken petals. Fight back.

But no matter how hard he tried, the broken petals could not be restored to their original shape...

In the end, he just used his spiritual power to carefully protect all the petals and refused to stop until he was exhausted.

He curled up his body humbly and cowardly, and whispered in a low voice: "Aning, Master is wrong..."

"...Can you come back?"