Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

   There is an old saying that history is written by the victors, just like the battle between you and Yanyun now, if you win, then everything is easy to say. If you lose, in future history, perhaps you will be described as a heinous person. Who do you say cares about the justice you hold in your heart? Nobody cares, all they care about is the winner. "

"You're right." Leng Xuan nodded slowly: "No one cares, but I do. I live for my own way, not for others, why should I care about what others treat me? Opinion? I never thought of being a great man, let alone whether I am a famous person or a long-lasting stigma. People are dead, who cares so much. I just follow my heart and go my own way."

"Leng Xuan, I have always admired your perseverance, but you have to remember that only the winner can have the last laugh. Of course I hope you can become that winner, but if you want to do this, you have to It took a lot of effort." Long Yan said.

  Leng Xuan said solemnly: "Let's not go too far on the topic. Senior Zhong fell into Yan Yun's hands because of you. What do you think I should do?"

   "I have no choice." Long Yan said, "It has nothing to do with me. If I were you, I would never waste my time here." After listening to the other party's words, Leng Xuan felt extremely chilled. He has always regarded Long Yan as a senior, but he did not expect that the other party would say such inhumane words. "Senior Long, since you were forced by Yan Yun to compromise with him, can I understand that if I beat you, you would also compromise with me?"

   "Leng Xuan, don't be too presumptuous." Long Yan scolded: "Yan Yun can beat me, doesn't mean you can beat me too."

"You're right, I'm not qualified to be your opponent now, but I believe that day will come sooner or later." Leng Xuan said solemnly, "At that time, I hope you will not regret it." , he turned and walked out.

   Returning to Tian Qing's residence, Leng Xuan sat on the stone with a face like water, quietly thinking about countermeasures. Zhong Ping has already been captured by Yan Yun. At this time, Yan Yun may have obtained the bridge between heaven and earth. Thinking about what might happen, he just felt very upset, his mind was in chaos, he had no clue, and he didn't know what to do.

   "Sir." Hearing Tian Qing's voice, Leng Xuan turned to look at him and said, "Let me calm down."

   "Yes, my lord." Tian Qing didn't dare to disobey his order, and quickly backed away.

   At this time, in the White Jade Palace, Yan Yun was walking back and forth in the room with his hands on his back. In the center of the room, stood a stone pillar, and a person was tied with iron ropes on the stone pillar. It was Zhong Ping. I don't know if he was severely punished by Yan Yun, Zhong Ping's face turned pale, there were bloodstains left on his clothes, and he looked like he was lethargic.

   "Zhong Ping, are you still unwilling to say it?" Yan Yun stopped, looked at Zhong Ping who was bowing his head and said coldly.

   "What do you want me to say?" Zhong Ping raised his head weakly.

"Hand over the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, do you really want to die?" Yan Yun frowned and said, "Don't think that I dare not kill you, my patience is limited." After a pause, he continued: " If you are still expecting Leng Xuan to save you, I advise you to die as soon as possible."