Siqin felt that her soul was violently shocked, and her extreme fear and confusion made her cry unconsciously: "Yes, I stopped Leng Ruolin's daughter. But I did all this for you, the Fourth Master. Who made you only Leng Ruolin, not me? Don't you know, do I really love you very much? Even if I only serve as a concubine for you, I would like to..."

It's stuck-up!!

Siqin's heart-wrenching and affectionate confession was cut off from the sound of the broken throat.

She opened her eyes wide and fell to the ground with her eyes open, not understanding why until she died.

Why is Leng Ruolin still holding on to her and determined to be loyal to her even though she is clearly married?

Why did Leng Ruolin become a puppet? Leng Zhixuan's eyes are still the only ones who are in her eyes.

Leng Zhixuan took out a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped his hands before slowly walking to the dull Leng Ruolin.

He stared blankly, stared.

In the end, I couldn't help it anymore and hugged the person in my arms, tears flowing down, "Ruolin, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

If he had not been jealous of him, he would have gone into seclusion from now on and would no longer inquire about Leng Ruolin's news.

If Siqin hadn't stopped Leng Yumo's request for help, he would have saved Leng Ruolin from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

How could he allow a woman he loved deeply for so many years to end up in such a walking corpse situation?

The man's crying was very soft, almost silent.

But the people in the whole house could feel his sadness and despair.

Even Leng Yumo, watching her mother being hugged by another man, was not angry, but a kind of sadness that made people's fate.

If the person her mother married was not Lian Sheng, but Leng Zhixuan, she might have been very happy.

After a while, Leng Zhixuan wiped away his tears, raised his head and looked at Leng Yaoshan and Mrs. Leng, and knelt down with a thud, "Father, mother, please allow me to take Ruolin to the Floating Island."

The hall fell into a dead silence.

Leng Yiwei sighed first and said, "Zhixuan, we all know your intentions. However, it is so difficult to go to the Floating Island without reaching the Great Perfection of Tribulation. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul. What's more, for us people in the Cultivation Continent, Floating Island is always a mysterious legend. No one knows whether the method to go to the Floating Island recorded in ancient books is true. The dangers are... "

Leng Zhixuan looked resolute and said word by word: "I will protect Ruolin with my soul. Even if I die, I will definitely send Ruolin to the floating island safely."

Mu Yan couldn't help but say, "Where is the floating island? Can we send Aunt Leng here together?"

For the Leng family present, Xiaoyao Seven Sons can only be considered juniors regardless of their age and cultivation.

But at this time, when Mu Yan spoke, the Leng family was not displeased at all. Instead, they treated them completely with an equal attitude.

This is not just because of the relationship between Leng Yumo and Xiaoyao Sect.

It is also because, in today's Cultivation Continent, everyone knows the reputation of the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao.

These seven juniors, especially the Qingcheng Killing God Mu Yan, have already obtained the qualification to talk to any sect leader of aristocratic families on an equal footing.

Leng Yiwei patiently explained: "In fact, the Floating Island is a place that is even more mysterious than the Continent of Cultivation. It is said that the Floating Island was formed tens of thousands of years ago and is located between the Continent of Cultivation and the Continent of Cultivation. It is mysterious, weird and powerful."
Chapter completed!