Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Chapter 145: The Peerless Immortal King who criticizes the Demon Lord crazily (8)

into the night.

The moonlight was cool and thin, and there were no clouds.

In the huge peach blossom forest, there is only the sound of wind and the sound of falling flowers.

There is also the sound of peach blossoms being blown.

The aroma of peach blossoms came from the tip of his nose, making Rong Yuan's unclear mind even more confused.

As his breathing rose and fell, the burning sensation in his soul seemed to become more intense.

The room was dark, like an abyss where no daylight could be seen.

Rong Yuan opened his eyes and it took him a long time to recover.

After getting out of bed, opening the door, the faint fragrance of peach blossoms filled my nostrils.

Just a figure suddenly fell into Rong Yuan's eyes.

Bai Xin.

What is he doing here so late?

Perhaps after hearing the opening of the door, Bai Xin turned around and walked over on his own initiative, carrying unopened wine in his hand.

Rong Yuan also walked over.

"It's so late, you-" Before Rong Yuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Bai Xin,

"drink wine?"

Seeing the concern and smile in the eyes of the person in front of him, Rong Yuan suddenly became speechless.

The evening breeze made people drunken, and even the fragrant wine in the air was buried in the moonlight.

He heard himself reply with a yes.

"Did you come to Jianzong because of that person today?" Bai Xin raised his head and took a sip of wine.

The evening breeze blew through the ends of his hair, and his eyes were clear.

"Yes," Rong Yuan smiled and answered half-truthfully, "He is my enemy."

Perhaps in Rong Yuan's heart, he and the Son of Luck were indeed hostile, but in terms of enemies, they still couldn't be called enemies.

At best, he's a little bug.

"Then after you kill him, are you leaving?" Bai Xin asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"Of course," Rong Yuan expressed surprise that Bai Xin asked this question, "If I don't leave, are I waiting for your Sword Sect to catch me?"

Although the Son of Luck is not that easy to kill.

"No, I am me, Jian Zong is Jian Zong, I won't let anyone catch you."

Bai Xin's expression became serious and she looked at Rong Yuan sincerely.

You can still tell clearly whether you are close to him or distant from him.

Taoist couples are naturally close to each other.

"Bai Xin, you really make me suspect that you have ulterior motives." Rong Yuan's eyes flickered uncertainly.

Now it was Bai Xin's turn to be speechless. He couldn't tell the Taoist companions directly that they were...

What if the monk can't accept it and leaves?

"If, I mean if, I really have other intentions, what will you do?" Bai Xin asked tentatively.

Rong Yuan put down his wine glass and looked at Bai Xin, "That depends on what kind of plan it is."

"My plans are not small."

Hearing this, Rong Yuan frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed and said with a smile, "Really, then I have to think about it carefully."

Bai Xin got a paradoxical result, but he was not angry, at least the Taoist monks did not reject it.

Rong Yuan had a vague idea in his mind, but he thought it was a bit ridiculous.

He has always been a person that everyone avoids. Will anyone like him?

Forget it, don't think about it.

There was a bit of ambiguity in the silent atmosphere, and the peach blossoms were scorching, but it was also much darker at the moment.

"Rong Yuan, what do you think about Taoist companions——"?

The last few words were inaudible, like a whisper.

Before Bai Xin could finish his words, he saw his Taoist companion sleeping peacefully.

His breathing was shallow, and his hair fell down from his forehead, covering his expression.

The wine glass in his hand was still firmly in his hand, but the half glass of wine was soaked with peach blossoms.

Bai Xin walked to Rong Yuan's side and reached out to brush the hair from his forehead.

He stretched out his hand, but was held firmly.

Powerful.

Rong Yuan opened his eyes at the right time, and a cold light flashed through his eyes, but Bai Xin still saw it.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yuan asked.

"I saw you were asleep, and I wanted to wake you up and go back to the house to sleep." Bai Xin lowered his eyes and looked at the hand on his wrist.

Pale, powerful, slender and clear-cut.

"Thank you then." Rong Yuan replied with a smile, as if he had simply slept.

There was nothing forced about his expression.

Bai Xin looked at him steadily and said for a long time, "Go back to sleep."

Only then did Rong Yuan loosen his grip on Bai Xin's hand, stroked the wrinkles on his body, and then walked steadily towards the door.

Bai Xin stood there blankly, watching Rong Yuan close the door.

The hands inside the sleeves slowly tightened until the peach blossoms on the ground turned red.

Bai Xin closed his eyes suddenly, recalling what he had just seen in his mind.

The Taoist monk's neck was engraved with runes he had never seen before, black, evil lines stained with filth.

Densely packed, spreading from the back of the neck to the areas covered by clothing.

So, is Taoist a demon, or is he just cursed?

The peach blossoms fell in pieces, rustling, shaking the peach blossoms all over the ground.

The strong wind swept up the peach blossoms all over the ground and enveloped the entire mountain peak.

Rong Yuan closed the door and walked steadily towards the bed.

However, in the last step, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell straight onto the bed.

The soft quilt caught him, and his hair was messy.

The runes on Rong Yuan's body began to appear like shadows, becoming illusory and real.

It seemed that even the soul was trembling.

He raised his hand and drew it in the void, and a barrier was established.

The next second, black runes climbed onto his face, completely ruining his originally handsome face.

The whole person looked extremely evil, which was in line with his identity. He was a devil who did all kinds of evil.

Rong Yuan looked through the inventory and found a jar of wine that he didn't know when he had put it in.

He raised his head and drank it, and some of the wine flowed down the corners of his lips.

Then he lay down on the bed motionless.

The next day.

Rong Yuan woke up early in the morning, and it could be said that he didn't sleep all night.

He wanted to find someone to resolve the matter as soon as possible.

But when I opened the door, I saw a familiar figure again.

Quietly, I don't know how long I stood here.

Rong Yuan really had a headache. This man couldn't be beaten or scolded, so he might as well stay away.

They are obviously opposites and should never have met in the first place.

It's better not to have anything fruitless happen.

"Rong Yuan, are you feeling better? I -"

"Let's talk, Bai Xin."

"How about not leaving?" Bai Xin thought to herself.

"Then tell me what your intentions are?"

"For you!"

Rong Yuan really didn't expect him to say this.

"But there is no future between us, you and I can never be."

Rong Yuan said the most heartbreaking words in the calmest tone.

Seeing Bai Xin's unusually insistent gaze, Rong Yuan softened his voice and said,

"Bai Xin, the obstacle between us is deeper than you think."

"But I don't care," Bai Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, not daring to look at Rong Yuan, "Even if you are a demon, I like you."

Bai Xin thought about it for a long time last night. What he thought about was not whether to be with the Taoist companion, but how to protect him if the Taoist companion was really a demon.

He is so powerful, he should be able to protect Taoist companions very well.

Bai Xin was extremely grateful that she had worked hard to cultivate in the past, and now she had enough strength to protect him.

After hearing this, the light in Rong Yuan's eyes flickered a few times, and then he walked over steadily.

He curled his lips and smiled, the breeze was bright and the moon was bright, and he was extremely graceful.

Bai Xin was bewitched.

Rong Yuan bent down slightly and grabbed Bai Xin's hand that fell by his side.

Bai Xin didn't dare to move, and could only put her hand on the side of Rong Yuan's face in a daze, following Rong Yuan's strength.

The skin under his hands was so warm that it almost burned Bai Xin's heart.

"Rong Yuan..., I, -" Bai Xin was about to say something, but was frightened by Rong Yuan's change.

Jun Jun's originally handsome face was obscured by the climbing black runes.

It spread from the collar to the entire face.

The dark and gloomy atmosphere follows him like a shadow.