Chapter 322 322: If There Is an Afterlife...

Yunran blew the water drops on his fingers, walked out of the darkness, and counted the money left by the two of them.

"You're not as rich as this girl?"

"However, the silver is so lovely, I can't give it up even for a penny!"

Yunran put all his belongings into his bag and continued walking along the river, looking for the flowers and plants he wanted.

Maybe we can even make some windfall money!

Suddenly, Yunran paused and looked at the trees diagonally behind him, narrowing his beautiful eyes and asking, "Who is there?"

Three silver needles were quietly held at the fingertips.

A slender and tall figure slowly walked out of the shadows, "Wan Yue, it's me."

His handsome features seemed to have a more melancholic temperament under the soft moonlight.

Seeing him, Yunran couldn't help but frowned, "How long have you been here?"

"It's been a while."

Has it been a while? She didn't notice it just now? !

For a moment, Yun Ran looked at him with a more unfriendly look, "Did you see what happened just now?"

Shen Mubai hesitated for a moment, then nodded truthfully, and quickly added a few words, "Don't worry Wan Yue, I won't tell anyone."

Shen Mubai actually had a lot of questions in his heart, or he was shocked.

He just saw the seals on her palms, and the mysterious and strange gestures on her fingertips. The water seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, gathered at her fingertips, and then turned into rain and fell on the heads of the two Lin sisters.

He didn't know when she learned such an unpredictable skill, just like her archery, and when did she become so superb?

Was it really taught by Nangong Mo?

Yun Ran glanced at him sideways and said in a cold tone, "Only a dead person would not tell anyone."

Shen Mubai was obviously stunned for a moment, a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and he was a little sad, "If I can't believe Wan Yue, I am willing to die."

"It's just that I have a few things to say to you before I die."

Yunran rolled his eyes silently, "Oh? Do you have any last words?"

Shen Mubai took a few steps towards her, took out a sealed brocade bag from his arms and handed it to her.

Yunran didn't answer, "What is this?"

"You once said that you wanted to open a teahouse with flowers and peaches and plums in the garden. There are all kinds of snacks and thousands of books. You can drink tea, read and enjoy the scenery."

"I have been planning for a long time, and finally everything has settled. The garden is decorated according to the scene you mentioned. Here are the land deeds and keys."

With that said, he handed the brocade bag to Yun Ran again and stared at her deeply, "Wan Yue, I owe you this life, and I dare not ask for forgiveness. If there is an afterlife..."

He didn't say the rest of the words. He sighed lowly and closed his eyes, "Wan Yue, do it."

Yunran: "..."

Looking at the man in front of him who was full of despair and bent on death, Yun Ran suddenly didn't know what to say.

Call him affectionate, but he failed Lin Wanyue.

Call him cool, yet he seems to be extremely affectionate.

Who is this person?

Do you know how to cherish the legendary thing after losing it?

Yun Ran suddenly drew out his soft sword, and the cold edge of the sword touched his heart.

Shen Mubai stood quietly, with no other reaction except his eyelashes trembling slightly.

He seemed to really not want to hide, and was really willing to die.

Yunran held the hilt of the sword and his eyes passed over his face inch by inch.

Handsome, affectionate, sad, painful, and desperate.

Yun Ran looked at him and suddenly smiled sarcastically, "Shen Mubai, do you think you are very affectionate and infatuated?"

Shen Mubai's eyelids moved slightly, but he did not open them. There was a hint of pain in his low and hoarse voice, "Wan Yue, I know you hate me. My sin is unforgivable, so I can only die to comfort your heart."

"Being able to die in your hands is enough for what I wish for."

Yunran looked at him and sneered, "But I suddenly feel that killing you with one sword will actually give you an advantage."

"People like you should live well and live in trouble and pain."

Hearing this, Shen Mubai stiffened slightly, and endless bitterness filled her heart. It turned out that she actually hated him so much!

At this moment, a cry suddenly came from the night:

"Shen Lang!"

"Miss Lin! No!"