Chapter 243: Little Flower Fairy's identity was discovered

With a snap, before Bai Wan'er finished speaking, Liang Yin shook her robe sharply, and slapped Bai Wan'er in the air.
Bai Wan'er's face was beaten to the side.
Bai Wan'er covered her hot face and glared at the cool tone angrily: "You dare to hit me?!"
"What about hitting you? You'd better file a complaint with Lord God, let him know what you said." Liang Yin curled his lips coldly, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
"You!" Bai Wan'er bit her teeth angrily and gave Liang Yin a bitterly: "Gong Liang Yin! You wait for me!"
After Bai Wan'er spoke angrily, she quickly turned around and left the official mansion.
Before long, a pink figure appeared at the empty gate.
"Master!" The little flower demon ran in from the gate quickly, and quickly grabbed Liang Yin's wrist, and checked it anxiously. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that Liang Yin was fine.
He just went to cook Liangyin's porridge at noon. I still learned from Fang Ruo that someone was looking for Liangyin's trouble.
Unexpectedly, when he rushed over in anxious manner, it was over.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Liang Yin said, reaching out and grabbing the little flower demon's wrist. It was the moment when her hand touched the little flower monster's wrist. The little flower demon frowned in pain, and subconsciously pulled out his hand.
"what happened to you?"
Liang Yin frowned when he saw that the little flower demon was acting incorrectly.
"I...I'm fine!" The little flower demon quickly put his hand down, looking pale and smiling at Liang Yin:
"Master, since you are fine, I will go to make porridge. You still have to drink at noon. If I don't go, I will definitely be confused!"
As soon as the little flower demon spoke, she turned around and ran out of the door like a flee.
Liang Yin looked at the back of the little flower demon escaping from the wasteland, frowned tightly, and a dim light flashed under his eyes.
late at night.
Liang Yin hugged the little flower demon asleep, and at this moment, a faint scent of cold flowers spread from the tip of her nose.
The little flower demon, who was sleeping next to Liang Yin, instantly turned into a handsome man with red hair and silver hair.
Ling Luochen untied the sandbelt wrapped around his wrist circle by circle.
His face was pale, and he was about to open his wrists again, and when he was feeding Liang Yin with blood, Liang Yin, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, flashing sharp light under his eyes, and pinched his wrist.
After seeing the face that was too familiar, Liang Yin's tears seemed to be broken.
Even though she had been prepared, she had guessed that the little flower demon was Ling Luochen, but after seeing the result, she still couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it!
"Ling Luochen, fooling me... is it really fun?"
Liang Yinqi trembled slightly, his eyes filled with pain.
It might be the reason why she pinched Ling Luochen's wrist with great strength. Many of the scars that had just formed scabs quickly spilled blood.
When Liang Yin saw that Ling Luochen had injured his wrist, he couldn't help but let go of his hand subconsciously.
It took an instant to understand what Ling Luochen wanted to do.
And she also understood that the reason why she was able to live till now was entirely because of Ling Luochen.
Since playing her in the applause. Then why do you try your best to save her? !
Ling Luochen didn't even think that Liang Yin would be awake at all. His face was pale, looking at Liang Yin's unbelievable expression, his eyes filled with panic, he wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.
"Yinyin... You believe me, I really like you!"
"Like? Tell me, what kind of like do you like?"
Liang Yin stood up, and the magical sword in his hand pointed directly at Ling Luochen's chest.
With a sad face, he roared at Ling Luochen:
"Get out! Get out of me! I never want to see you again, get out of me!"
Ling Luochen looked at the cool tone, with a very sad look, his eyes filled with distress, his eyes were affectionate, and his face was determined:
"I won't go unless I die."
"If you don't leave, then I will kill you!" Liang Yin flushed his eyes and pierced forward angrily.
She thought that Ling Luochen would avoid it, but she didn't expect that Ling Luochen would not move at all. This sword directly penetrated Ling Luochen's chest.
Liang Yin looked at the blood that overflowed from Ling Luochen's chest, his pupils contracted, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help shaking, and tears flowed more fiercely:
"You... why don't you hide, why don't you leave?!"
Ling Luochen's mouth was bleeding, enduring the pain in his chest, and walked towards the cool tone step by step.
With each step, the long sword went deeper, and scarlet blood dripped down to the ground along the robe.
His face was full of sadness, looking at the sad look of cool tone, his heart was about to split with pain:
"Yinyin..."
Liang Yin looked at Ling Luochen's suicidal way, shocked in place, his brain went blank for a moment.
That inch-inch long sword continuously swallowed Ling Luochen's chest, and the sound of tearing flesh and skin was extremely clear in this silent night, and the strong smell of blood spread instantly throughout the room.
Finally, Ling Luochen walked to Liang Yin and stopped.
He reached out and hugged her, tightly, as if he was trying to melt the cool sound into his bone marrow, his voice was extremely sad:
"Yinyin, without you, even if I live, it doesn't make any sense."
Liang Yin bit her lip, her tears kept falling, she tightly tugged at Ling Luochen's chest and couldn't help sobbing:
"You bastard! Obviously you hurt me, why do you still want to do this, and make me feel so distressed..."
When Ling Luochen heard the last two words, her gray and hollow eyes instantly floated with radiance.
He resisted the excitement in his heart and couldn't say anything: "Yinyin...Did you feel sorry for me just now? Did you forgive me?"
At this time Liang Yin was already crying sobbing: "I don't want you to die, you don't want to die!..."
Liang Yin covered Ling Luochen's wound, regretting it extremely. She shouldn't have been so impulsive just now. She didn't really want to kill him!
When Ling Luochen saw that Liang Yin was crying for him, the corners of the red mouth became wider and wider, and finally, the whole face was spread with joy and happiness.
"You little fool, your husband, how can you die so easily?"
Ling Luochen said, he let go of the cool tone, and directly pressed his hand to the hilt of the sword on his chest with a fierce force.
The spirit sword that Liang Yin had just transformed into dust instantly turned into dust.
The wound on Ling Luochen's chest was gradually healed.
Looking at this scene, Liang Yin couldn't help but opened his eyes wide in shock, his eyes overflowing with incredible disbelief.
Immediately, Ling Luochen punched Ling Luochen angrily and said with tears in his eyes: "You liar, you are obviously fine! You lie to me!"
Ling Luochen was suddenly punched by Liang Yin, and he couldn't help but snorted in pain, covering his chest, as if he was enduring pain.
"You, don't want to lie to me anymore!"
Liang Yin didn't believe that the punch he gave Ling Luochen would hurt Ling Luochen.
But when she saw that the wound that Ling Luochen had just healed opened again, blood overflowed.　　 Only then did Liang Yin panic, and quickly stepped forward and held Ling Luochen in a hand. With tears on his face, he said with anger and distress: