MTL - Rival In Love Says He Must Marry Me-Chapter 1 I miss you, I dare not speak

  Chapter 1 I miss you, I dare not speak

  【Fu Ronglan: "I'm finally sure, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, I will never marry you in this life. Can you and me? Say you can, hurry up!"]

  【Xiao Jiuhan: "There is a man named Fu Ronglan. In this life, he will not marry me, and I will not marry him. We have agreed."]

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  The sacred and magnificent main temple is bleak and quiet.

  Xiao Jiuhan supported her body that was on the verge of collapse, straightened her proud back, ignored those greedy and proud faces, and walked forward step by step, with a pair of silver pupils looking down at the handsome young man who fell in a pool of blood.

  The azure clothes on the young man's body were already stained with blood, and the white jade moon ring around his waist was also dyed red. The originally slender and elegant figure could only lie limply on the ground because the bones all over his body were torn apart.

  Blood is draining dry, breath is like gossamer, but a pair of eyes as warm as black jade are looking up at her deeply, full of helplessness, sadness, and heartache.

  Xiao Jiuhan sighed, his voice was always cold and cold: "Yan Mu, why are you doing this?"

The elders of the nine elder clans in the Presbyterian Hall, and the other eight clans in power all joined forces with the suzerain Han Qianzhong to betray her, but Yan Mu, the youngest patriarch of the Yan clan and the youngest elder of the Hanyue Sect, could have chosen to be like everyone else. Abandoning her, continuing to enjoy the honor, but defending her to the death, fighting for her to the last moment.

  I have fallen into such a situation, but I still... feel sorry for her?

   Wow, so silly.

   Yanmu moved his lips with difficulty, but only made a thin and hoarse whimper, with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

   The corner of Xiao Jiuhan's mouth under the veil raised.

  Yanmu swore to be loyal to the high priest to the death and never betray!

  She understands everything.

  She bent down, tore off a corner of her long silver-white dress, and wiped away the blood on Yan Mu's cheek. The pale and handsome face was always as bright as jade in her memory.

   Yan Mu's will has been supported to the limit, and soon he lost his last breath, but his eyes are still fixed on Xiao Jiuhan, just like the past twenty years.

  Xiao Jiuhan's eyelashes trembled, his eyes were stinging unbearably, and it seemed that sharp ice **** were scratching her throat while breathing.

  Yan Mu, Yan Mu...

  Family misses, but keeps silent.

  The fishy-sweet breath rushed up her throat suddenly, and she swallowed it immediately, a line of blood was drawn from her lips.

"Oh, this is the fate of being loyal to the high priest. It can be seen that you, the high priest, cannot bring blessings to others. Shenjiang does not need a useless high priest." Han Qianzhong said with sarcasm, looking decent and refined His face looked extraordinarily hypocritical at this moment.

  As his voice fell, the sound of a woman's high-heeled shoes came from the side door of the temple.

  A beautiful and proud girl, wearing a silver-white dress similar to Xiao Jiuhan, came here.

  Han Qianzhong's daughter, the little princess of Han Yuezong, the first-class beauty in Shenjiang, Han Changge.

Walking closer, Han Changge glanced miserably at Xiao Jiuhan, who was covered in blood, with an arrogant expression: "Elder Yan died for you, but you didn't feel sad at all. You really are a cold-hearted, inhuman monster." , How can such a high priest expect you to love the people like a son and protect the gods? Your Majesty, you really should abdicate!"

   "The High Priest, please abdicate!" The eight rulers of the aristocratic clans also spoke in unison, seemingly respectful, but actually aggressive.

  Xiao Jiuhan stood up from Yan Mu's side, and the moment he turned around, his silver-white hair fluttered with the long skirt, noble and lingering.

  The cool and thin silver pupils swept across everyone's face.

  The aura of looking down on all living beings made people want to bow their heads involuntarily, and everyone felt weak secretly. Some even had to bend their knees, and stood up straight after being warned by Han Qianzhong's cold eyes.

   "Abdication means to let the deity give way to the virtuous?"

  At the same time, her eyes fell on Han Changge pointingly.

Han Qianchong said indifferently: "If Your Majesty really cares about Shenjiang and thinks about the people, he should take the initiative to abdicate and hand over the Zhen Lingtong. What Shenjiang needs is someone who can strengthen Shenjiang and bring glory to the people." The High Priest of God, not a prevarication that fails to satisfy the prayers of all peoples."

   "Is it the wish of the people? Or your selfish desire?" Xiao Jiu smiled coldly, "Zhen Lingtong, so this is your purpose."

  Hearing his father mention the words "Zhen Lingtong", Han Changge looked at Xiao Jiuhan's ethereal and cold silver pupils, and a greedy expression appeared on his face.

After a year, I finally published a new article. Although I know that many of you still love my ancient prose the most, but I have been writing ancient prose for a long time. I want to change my mind and write this modern prose. It's another Wei-Jin style ancient prose, this is a later story.

   This modern new article is not a purely domineering CEO romance, but has elements of fantasy cultivation, strong men and strong women, and the scene behind it may be quite big.

This is the first time for me to write modern texts, and I rarely read or had contact with modern texts before, so the preparations this year have not been smooth, but fortunately, I have written them now. If there are any deficiencies, please point them out. But please read the article rationally, comment in a civilized manner, if you don’t like it, please detour.

   That's all for now, thank you!

  (end of this chapter)