Fairy, things are really not what you think!

That grief and despair has become the demon in Ran Ningyan's heart.

The elders of Lingyan Mansion were completely predictable... that is, if something really happened to Nie Qingwan, it would be very difficult for Ran Ningyan to get over this hurdle.

even--

Even if Nie Qingwan comes back.

The despair and grief of the past will also turn into shackles that shackle the girl's practice.

So... they want Guran to come and take a look, and want Guran to try to understand Ran Ningyan.

Therefore, it is naturally obligatory.

Therefore, he went to the boudoir where the smoke was dyed with ease.

The entire Zhenwu Pavilion has lost its former publicity and vitality.

After seeing Gu Ran one by one, those senior sisters just nodded kindly to Gu Ran with red eyes.

Therefore, stepping into the Zhenwu Pavilion step by step, I just feel that my breathing is getting heavier and heavier.

The invisible mountain pressed hard on her shoulders.

From a distance... Man Hongshang stared at Gu Ran's back, her footsteps stopping at the outermost edge of Zhenwu Pavilion.

"Senior Sister Man, aren't you going to follow Miss Guran?" The girl who was guarding the door looked at Man Hongshang. She knew in her heart that Man Hongshang's appearance must be related to Junior Sister Guran.

perhaps--

It is to protect Guran's junior sister Zhouquan.

"No." Man Hongshang shook her head lightly, looking at the girl in front of her whose eyes were red from crying, she couldn't help apologizing softly, "I'm sorry..."

"I arrived too late."

"otherwise..."

When the incident happened, Man Hongshang was held back by another group of monks from the Baiyue Sect.

When she arrived, Nie Qingwan had already been taken away by Mu Sheli.

"Do not--"

"It has nothing to do with Senior Sister Ran." The girl tried hard to hold back her tears and shook her head vigorously, "It has nothing to do with Junior Sister Ningyan."

"And those kids..."

"It doesn't matter to everyone in Lingyan Mansion."

"Everyone..."

"They've all done their best."

"It's the Baiyue Sect -" the girl suddenly looked up, her eyes red from crying were filled with hatred, "It's the Baiyue!!!"

"It was the white moon that ruined everything for us 18 years ago."

"Eighteen years later, the White Moon Sect, which was born because of it, once again took Master away from us!!!"

The girl gritted her teeth. Man Hongshang looked at the girl's eyes that were red from crying. He could only choose to hold her shoulders, let the girl sobbing, and then... remained silent.

"White Moon?"

"..."

Deep in the Zhenwu Pavilion, he suddenly came to the door of Ran Ningyan's room.

She hesitated, and finally took the last step.

Therefore, he knocked lightly on the door of the room where the smoke was dyed.

"Senior Sister Dye?"

part.254 Cry, if you can make a sound, it will be great [one update]

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The door of the girl's boudoir was gently opened.

A pair of red eyes swollen from crying appeared in front of Guran.

In an instant, Gu Ran felt a little suffocated.

Ran Ningyan is a monk with Xuanshui spiritual roots. His whole body seems to be made of water, as if water can flow out with just a pinch.

But at this moment, the lips of the girl who appeared in front of Gu Ran were so dry that they were dry and pale.

Those once sparkling eyes looked lifeless and lifeless. Tears were smeared on her face. The beauty was so haggard that it made people feel as if she had given up.

"So...Junior Sister...?" There was a dull and choked voice.

It wasn't until seeing Gu Ran's figure that Ran Ningyan's beautiful eyes that were once glistening with water turned slightly.

"That's why Junior Sister has something to ask me..."

"Feel sorry..."

"I might not be in the mood..." After saying that, Ran Ningyan was about to close the door again.

Therefore, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he directly stretched his hand between the gate bars and grabbed the edge of the door.

thump—

With a dull sound, the wooden door was clamped heavily in Guran's hand.

In fact, with his current cultivation base, he could easily open the door directly.

What's more... With Ran Ningyan's emaciated appearance at this moment, I am afraid that any girl in this Zhenwu Pavilion will be able to open the door of her room.

But...so it didn't.

even--

Even though the wooden door couldn't have caused any harm to Guran, the girl purposely "hissed" as if she was in pain, withdrew her hand, and bowed deeply in front of Ran Ningyan.

Ran Ningyan's pair of despairing, sad and even lifeless eyes suddenly flashed a touch of panic.

She was already heartbroken, hiding in the room and crying, her head was about to lose the ability to think.

At this time, I would never have imagined that just such a light pinch could cause any harm to the monk.

She only saw Junior Sister Guran bowing deeply, looking like she was in pain.

That was Guran's junior sister's hand.

It is the hand that is going to paint.

Even if her heart is dead, Ran Ningyan is still a kind girl.

She hastily opened the door, "So, Junior Sister!?"

So Ran raised his hand with a pitiful look, and a little tears could be squeezed out of his beautiful eyes that had turned purple since Lei Ze's return. The girl felt so wronged and pitiful...even Ran Ning The dead pool in Yan's heart was about to be rippled, and he couldn't help but ripple.

She hastily helped Guran's hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"So, Junior Sister."

"I did not do it on purpose."

Therefore, he still maintained that pitiful look of injury and grievance, but he had already squeezed into Ran Ningyan's room, and even... squeezed into Ran Ningyan's arms, making Ran Ning cry until her body was crumbling. Yan supported himself, and himself——

Then propped up the shoulders that dyed Ningyan.

squeak-

The door of the girl's boudoir closed.

across--

Senior sister Wei Xi, whom Guran had met before, watched with relief as Guran squeezed into the smoky boudoir.

She withdrew the hand that set off the breeze to close the door.

I secretly sighed in my heart, "It's still my sister who can do it."

In the slightly dark girl's boudoir, as the door closed, the atmosphere between Gu Ran and Ran Ningyan suddenly fell into an eerie orange silence.

Although Ran Ningyan was crying in a daze, the girl was extremely intelligent after all.

After all the reasons were squeezed in, I slowly realized something was wrong.

But at this time, it seems a bit too late to push Guran's sister out again.

But why... She just stopped pretending, just like a little sister acting like a baby to the big sister next door, who is beautiful, gentle, bullying and easy to knead, she directly threw herself into Ran Ningyan's arms, pushing Dyeing Ningyan, the two squeezed onto the chairs.

It seems that because of crying and choking for too long, Ran Ningyan's body is filled with a smell of flowers blooming.

"So, Junior Sister..." She looked at the unreasonable girl in her arms with a little embarrassment.

Although the disciples of Zhenwu Pavilion are close and occasionally play and squabble, it is still rare for them to throw themselves into their arms and push her all the way to the chair.

Ran Ningyan couldn't even sit down.

She maintained that stiff, half-sitting posture, and gently pushed Guran's shoulders with her hands as if to show her attitude.

Of course--

This level of pushing and shoving is simply "rejecting and welcoming" to Guran.

"I'm here to visit Senior Sister Ran." Li Ran gently nuzzled Ran Ningyan's arms.

The girl has a good figure.

And... It's completely different from Zhuying or Chengying's softness caused by her own race.

Condensed smoke like water condensed.

It really feels like water is condensed to Guran.

When she threw herself into Ran Ningyan's arms, she felt it. The girl's slender waist and beautiful lines were so soft that it seemed that she could easily push them into a ball under her control.

The only fly in the ointment was that she threw herself into Ran Ningyan's arms and looked into Ran Ningyan's eyes that were swollen from crying.

Although it is said that the crying girl has a kind of pitiful and lovely temperament like a delicate flower shining on the moon, and a weak willow supporting the wind.

But sure enough——

So I still prefer girls who smile.

Of course~

Except when I was bullied to the point of crying.

"I...I'm fine..." Until this time, Ran Ningyan still wanted to speak hard.

Then, she saw the girl in her arms reaching out to her.

The girl's slender hands gently smeared her face and kneaded it, "I'm crying like this..."

"He said he was fine."

Therefore, he wiped away the tears stained with smoke very seriously.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the old left.

Obviously when the girl is fine, he is always the one who bullies the girl until she cries.

But... when they really cry to suffocation, cry to despair, she can always appear by their side like a glimmer of light tearing through the darkness.

Ran Ningyan bit her lip.

She was obviously tired from crying before.

Obviously she had stopped crying before.

But when Guran wiped the tear stains at the corners of her eyes like this, Ran Ningyan suddenly seemed to be unable to control it anymore, her nose was sore, and with a whimper, tears were about to splash out.

"Ugh-"

"Wow wow wow wow!!!"

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master was hurt by that witch because of me..."

"Wow, I will be captured by someone!!!"