Siqin felt that her soul was violently shaken, and she was so frightened and hesitant that she unconsciously cried out: "Yes, I was the one who stopped Leng Ruolin's daughter. But I did all this for you, Fourth Young Master."

, who makes you only have Leng Ruolin in your eyes and not me. Don’t you know that I really love you very much? Even if I only become your concubine, I am willing to..."

Stuck——!!

Siqin's heartbreaking and affectionate confession was cut off by the sound of her throat bones breaking.

She opened her eyes wide and fell to the ground with eyes wide open. She didn't understand why until her death.

Why is it that even though Leng Ruolin is already married, Leng Zhixuan still protects her and remains committed to her?

Why has Leng Ruolin turned into a puppet, but Leng Zhixuan still only has her in his eyes?

Leng Zhixuan took out a piece of silk handkerchief, wiped his hands carefully, and then slowly walked to the stunned Leng Ruolin.

Staring blankly, looking.

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and hugged her into her arms, tears streaming down her face, "Ruolin, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

If it weren't for jealousy, he would retreat into seclusion and stop inquiring about Leng Ruolin.

If Siqin hadn't blocked Leng Yumo's request for help, he would have been able to rescue Leng Ruolin from her suffering earlier.

How could he allow the woman he had loved so much for so many years to end up in such a state of a walking dead?

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

But everyone in the whole room could feel his sadness and despair.

Even Leng Yumo, when he saw his mother being hugged by another man, what surged in his heart was not anger, but a kind of sadness caused by fate.

If my mother had married Leng Zhixuan instead of Lian Sheng, maybe she would have been very happy.

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

The palace fell into a dead silence.

Leng Yiwei was the first to sigh and said: "Zhixuan, we all know your thoughts. However, before reaching the Great Perfection of Tribulation, it is extremely difficult to go to the Floating Island. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul. What's more,

For those of us on the mainland, the Floating Island has always been a mysterious and legendary place. No one knows whether the method of getting to the Floating Island recorded in ancient books is true or not. The dangers involved..."

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

Muyan couldn't help but asked: "Where exactly is the Floating Island? Can we send Aunt Leng there together?"

To the Leng family members present, the Seven Xiaoyaos could only be regarded as juniors regardless of their age or cultivation level.

But when they heard Muyan speak, the Leng family did not feel offended at all. Instead, they treated her as equals.

This is not just because of Leng Yumo's relationship with Xiaoyaomen.

It's even more because, in today's cultivation continent, the reputation of Xiaoyao Seven Sons is already known to everyone.

These seven juniors, especially Qingcheng Killing God Lord Muyan, have already obtained the qualification to talk to any sect leader on an equal footing with her strength.

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