His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 658 The Sharpest Blade
"Okay, don't think about it anymore. You are now a disciple of Baiyun Mountain, let go of all the past, and return to the Palace of Wuqing as a teacher."

Di Shiyan flicked his sleeves, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"it is good."

Without too many words or too many emotions, Lan Xiyan picked up the burden on the table and followed behind Di Shiyan, ready to leave.

Turning around, taking a last look at the cabin behind him, the left atrium felt an uncontrollable pain, turning around, goodbye.

Little panda, all of you are well.

Sorry, she had to quit.

She will take back the revenge of the demon world herself.

Looking at the tall and straight white figure in front of her, Lan Xiyan bit her lips, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, her hands were tightly clutching her bag, but her heart was complicated.

She will become the most outstanding disciple of Baiyun Mountain and the most proud masterpiece of God Shiyan.

She wants to become a blade, an invisible sharp blade, and the blade that is fighting at the forefront.

Temper yourself, make yourself strong, and have powerful power.

Get everything back on track and leave.

While meditating, he walked forward, but suddenly bumped into Di Shiyan who suddenly stopped.

Lan Xiyan let out a pain, and unconsciously took a step back, almost falling down.

He leaned back and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Di Shiyan stretched out his hand, quickly grabbed her waist, and hugged her.

The tone was full of blame, but there was a faint smile across his face, with pampering and tenderness.

A charming smile is like a touch of white lotus on a high mountain, full of fragrance, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

"Still so sloppy, not paying attention when walking."

Di Shiyan spoke softly, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Lan Xiyan's waist.Although the tone contained blame, it did not mean to punish her.

Lan Xiyan was startled, her body froze, and she immediately came to her senses.

"Thank you, thank you master."

Hurriedly breaking free from his embrace, Lan Xiyan was taken aback, her left atrium was flustered and jumped up uncontrollably.

Master, is he smiling at her?
The embarrassing scene in the cabin flashed through her mind, and she was at a loss for what to do at this moment.

Master is so kind to her?Just because they have skin-to-skin relationship?

But to her, it was just a flash in the pan, like a dream, and she didn't take it as reality.

She was poisoned, and the master probably saved her out of helplessness, so it can't be related to love, right?

She was going to leave after all, she didn't want to be attached to emotional matters, and she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone.

She had already hurt Feng Feili, and she didn't want to offend God, let alone bear the reputation of being a bully.

"You and I don't need to thank you, just stand up."

Di Shiyan spoke softly, and at some point a white cloud gathered under her feet, calling for Lan Xiyan, calling her back to her thoughts.

"This is?"

When she regained her senses, Lan Xiyan stopped thinking about it, and tried to ignore Di Shiyan's sudden change as much as possible.

Controlling her mind well, she looked at the white clouds under Di Shiyan's feet, she was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't move.

"Are you going to climb the chain bridge to go to the Palace of Ruthlessness?"

Di Shiyan murmured, while speaking, he stretched out his finger to the chain bridge in front of the two of them, his tone was unhurried.

The two of them were standing on the edge of the cliff at the moment, with the abyss in front of them, the chain bridge passing through the sea of ​​clouds, and the Palace of Heartlessness on the high cliff in the distance.

Only after crossing this iron chain bridge and climbing up the mountain, can one go to the Hall of Ruthlessness.

She is just a mortal, unable to fly, and has no choice but to cross the bridge.

But at this moment, Di Shiyan raised a white cloud under his feet, surrounded by mist, which looked like a dream.

(End of this chapter)