A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 108

“She likes me, and I like her too,” Chu Ying suddenly said, shaking her head as she looked at Lanling Jun. “The Five-Colored Moon-Subduing Stone is useless. Even if you kill us, it will still be the same.”

He included himself in the conversation?! What if Lanling Jun…? Lin Feifei, forgetting her embarrassment, hurriedly tugged at his hand, looking at Lanling Jun nervously: “Brother Lan…”

Lanling Jun simply watched them silently, without saying a word, but the light from the five-colored Fuyue Stone shone even brighter.

Who knew—

"You like me." A cold voice rang out.

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Everyone was taken aback and turned around, only to see Miaoqing, who had remained silent the whole time.

She looked at Chu Ying coldly: "You said you liked me, have you forgotten?"

Chu Ying was stunned: "You..."

Lin Feifei knew that she wanted to save Chu Ying, but should she not let him die with her? She looked at Chu Ying and Miao Qing, and then at Lanling Jun.

He still stood there quietly, so noble, so aloof, just as he had been when I first saw him, without a trace of worldly air, like a figure from a dream, unattainable.

Finally, she hesitated for a moment, turned her face away, and broke free from that hand.

“You…” Chu Ying was slightly taken aback, then reached out and grasped it.

“So you really like her,” she immediately shook off, giving a cold snort. “Actually, I don’t like you at all. I’ve never liked anyone. I just find being with you… interesting.”

As soon as she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes.

He looked at her with a half-smile and sighed softly, "Clearly someone who can't lie, yet always thinks she's a master at lying. It's more interesting than burying your head in the sand."

She turned back to him, glared at him fiercely, and hissed in a low voice, "You're delusional!"

He ignored her, took her hand again, and chuckled softly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Since you've already accepted a penny, do you want me to go back on my word? Your senior brother is destined to be with you."

After a while.

He turned to look at Miaoqing and smiled, "Thank you for wanting to save me."

“I never imagined,” Miao Qing turned her face away and said coldly, “that you would be this kind of person!”

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The five-colored Moonstone spun slowly between his fingertips, emitting rays of light, and his icy eyes flickered in response: "Do you really want your soul to be scattered?"

He curled the corner of his mouth but did not answer.

The slender fingers tightened their grip, and the five-colored moonstone shone even brighter.

Yang Jianfei shook his head repeatedly: "Brother Chu!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Amitabha!" Master Wuzhi shook his head. "Why are you doing this to yourself!"

"What's it to you?" The crystal-clear moonstone reflected the moonlight, and with its own colorful radiance, the surroundings were instantly as bright as day, and everything was clearly reflected.

"Brother Lan!" Lin Feifei looked at him, then at Chu Ying, her whole body turning cold. "Don't..."

Even at this moment, his handsome face still held an irritating expression, a mix of languor and wisdom. He squeezed her hand, giving a dashing smirk: "Don't be afraid, it's alright."

Does he not know the consequences of his soul being scattered?

In an instant.

A strange light flashed in the icy eyes, and a rumbling sound, like thunder, faintly echoed in the clear night sky. Suddenly, an extremely intense and dazzling silver light shone down from the moon in the sky, and the five-colored Moonstone, upon touching that silver light, instantly shone with extraordinary brilliance.

"You wicked creature!" Master Wuzhi slammed his staff on the ground and was about to chant incantations and perform rituals.

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Seeing that he was truly about to attack, Master Zixu, Celestial Master Daoqing, and the Mad Monk all focused their attention, preparing to unleash their spells. However, in this incredibly tense moment, a sudden call rang out—

"Lan'er!"

Everything fell silent. After a moment, everyone turned around and saw a white figure drifting towards them.

He was stunned.

"Lan'er, stop!" she cried, her voice trembling slightly.

He hesitated for a moment, and sure enough, the Moonstone in his hand gradually dimmed. At the same time, his icy eyes, reflecting the moonlight, became bright and cheerful.

After a while.

"Mother?" The voice was very soft and gentle, like that of a child who had done something wrong.

“Madam Su,” Master Zixu shook his head, “how could you have left the formation without permission?”

She is Miss Su!

Lin Feifei then saw clearly that it was a woman in her forties, with elegant features and a gentle and serene appearance, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to the aloof Lanling Jun.

She didn't answer, but slowly walked towards him. It was a short distance, but it took her a long time.