Leng Yan raised the wine bottle again and took a sip: "The fact that you can say this proves that you still care about this friend."

"For tens of thousands of years, he has been the only one who has been with me. He and I can be regarded as close friends."

After saying that, Yeyue smiled and patted Leng Yan on the shoulder: "But being able to be friends with you is also my blessing in this life."

"oh?"

Leng Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Yue with a look of disbelief.

With Yeyue's status, it was not easy to treat him as a friend, but Yeyue could say these words so frankly, which also surprised him.

"If it weren't for you and Qian Shuang, maybe Xinyou and I wouldn't have been so smooth."

"Really? But don't forget, Qian Shuang was the one who brought Yingluo and Liusu together before."

Hearing this, Ye Yue couldn't help but laugh: "So, relationships still have to be about fate. Qian Shuang has not yet married Yang An, but what happened next?"

For a moment, Leng Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak. On this great day, Yeyue didn't open any pot, which really gave him a headache.

But having said that, love is really about fate.

Destiny comes, love comes.

When fate goes away, love goes away.

Whether it is Yeyue and Xinyou, or he and Qian Shuang, their relationship is caused by fate and fate.

***

[He Yingluo’s Diary—Ghost Schoolhouse]

After Yao Ling's incident happened, I couldn't sleep peacefully. I always felt that this incident would continue, but the police were still unable to trace Yang Yi's whereabouts.

That night, I had another dream.

I dreamed that Jin Yanping, who was originally staying in the dormitory, suddenly stood up like a puppet and walked out stiffly in front of her roommates. No matter what her roommates asked her, she did not answer.

And my eyes have been following Jin Yanping, followed her up the back hill, followed her to the management room, and watched Yang Yi, dressed in black, eerily walking out of the darkness, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and suddenly slashed towards Jin Yanping's neck.

.

But Jin Yanping, except for the sudden dilation of her eyes, did not let out a painful roar. She just watched helplessly as the knife slashed across her skin, her eyes frightened and unable to resist.

Later, I dreamed of Yao Ling again. She stood up from her seat as if she had lost her soul, left the classroom, walked to the bathroom, and entered the men's room...

This time, Yang Yi was still dressed in black, emerging from the mirror like a shadow, slashing Yao Ling's skin to pieces, and hanging her whole body on the door panel.

When I woke up, I was covered in cold sweat and I was breathing heavily. In the darkness, Liu Su stared at me intently, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking.

But he didn't ask anything, just looked at me quietly, which made me a little confused.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I raised my eyes suspiciously, but Liu Su suddenly woke up from a dream, turned his head suddenly, covered his mouth and coughed softly. After a long silence, he said calmly: "Your sister said that she was not worried about you dealing with the matter in front of you alone, so she decided to join the Fengling Clan.

Came to help you."

"Oh. Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. No matter how difficult it is to deal with the Western gods and demons, you know that I have long wanted to fight them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Su's eyes fell on my face again, as if he had doubts, and he hesitated: "You..."

"What?"

"nothing……"
Chapter completed!