Love Investment, The Fairies Are All Jealous?

Also known as: Love Investment, Fairies Cultivate While I Relax

Qin Luo traveled through time and was knocked unconscious and thrown into a dungeon. When he felt helpless, he accidentally act...

Chapter 352 The Flying Message Arrives

Qin Luo woke up from the simulated nightmare with a start, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Looking at the familiar scenery of the pavilions and courtyards around me, I finally came to my senses and was glad that this was just a simulation.

Somewhat shaken, he sat on the stone bench, his hands clenched tightly, pondering how to prevent such a tragedy from happening.

Because the simulated self attempts to use its supposedly superior emotional intelligence to meticulously devise all sorts of win-win strategies to cleverly deceive their feelings,

In the end, the seemingly foolproof deception in the simulated scenario could not be kept secret any longer, ruthlessly shattering their trust and triggering widespread public outrage. The situation spiraled completely out of control, plunging them into an irrecoverable predicament.

This also served as a warning to him: matters of the heart are not child's play, much less a game that can be manipulated through power struggles. These women's feelings for him were genuine and deep; the madness they would unleash if they discovered they had been deceived was unimaginable.

But in reality, how easy is it to enjoy the blessings of having multiple wives? These women are no ordinary people; they come from prestigious families or are exceptionally talented, each with their own pursuits.

Although they might be willing to compromise themselves out of love, their inner pride and self-respect would never allow such deception to last.

But now that the message has been sent, Qin Luo knows that he is standing on the edge of a cliff, and one wrong step will lead to utter ruin.

"Sigh, no matter what, we still have to face it eventually."

After a long while, Qin Luo sighed heavily, loosened his clenched hands, and made the choice he had always been afraid to face...

In a simple and unpretentious room, Huang Lu was sitting quietly on the bed, regulating her own breathing.

Her voluptuous figure stood out even more against the simple setting, her long, slightly drooping eyelashes casting soft shadows on her cheeks, exuding a sense of tranquility, while her slightly upturned eyes and full lips inadvertently revealed a touch of alluring charm.

Suddenly, a beam of eerie blue light shot in from outside the window and hovered in front of her.

Huang Lu's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as she slowly opened them, looking at the message slip shimmering with a ghostly blue light, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

She reached out her hand, and the moment her jade-like fingertips touched the paper, Qin Luo's handwriting appeared in her mind.

At first, Huang Lu's expression was full of surprise, her joy overflowing. However, as she read the information, her delicate eyebrows gradually furrowed, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.

However, this resentment did not last long. Soon, a sweet smile returned to her lips, filled with joy and anticipation for the upcoming reunion.

Outside the Spirit Abyss, Murong Liyue had just stepped out of the Spirit Realm where spiritual energy surged.

Her shapely outfit perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, and her dark hair danced lightly in the wind, with a few strands playfully clinging to her cheeks, adding to her charm and allure.

Several Lingyuan Sect disciples nearby, upon seeing her like this, immediately brightened up, their eyes filled with admiration and amazement. They exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered their courage to step forward and strike up a conversation.

Upon seeing this, Murong Liyue's eyebrows instantly furrowed, and a cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Just as she was about to lash out, a dark blue light streaked across the sky like lightning.

The message, carrying Qin Luo's familiar scent, appeared directly before her eyes.

The coldness in Murong Liyue's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by surprise and joy.

She stretched out her jade-like hand, her movements somewhat urgent, and grabbed the message tightly, her impatient manner as if she were afraid that the message would disappear in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, she held her breath and focused entirely on reading the information.

After reading it, Murong Liyue's lips unconsciously curled up, her smile containing endless joy and anticipation. This caused the disciples who came to chat with her to be stunned for a moment, frozen in place, their eyes filled with infatuation.

Murong Liyue, however, paid no heed. With light steps, she moved swiftly towards the island where Qin Luo was, leaving the disciples behind, watching her departing figure with a sense of loss.

In that tranquil attic room, Dan Bingli, like a hermit ice fairy, was completely immersed in cultivation.

Her figure was graceful yet aloof, dressed in white, which, surrounded by a rich spiritual aura, accentuated her otherworldly elegance.

Just as all was quiet, a dark blue message appeared silently in front of her.

Dan Bingli slowly opened her tightly closed eyes. Her eyes, which held the weight of millennia-old ice, softened with an obvious tenderness the moment they touched the flying message.

She reached out her hand, her long, slender, and fair fingers gently resting on the note as she read the message Qin Luo had sent.

After reading through the words on the letter, the corners of her tightly pursed lips turned up slightly, forming a captivating curve that was both cool and gentle.

This gentle touch flowed slowly from her brows and eyes, dispelling the loneliness and alienation around her. In that instant, she was no longer the unattainable, cold and indifferent fairy, but a woman with deep feelings and tender emotions.

A moment later, Dan Bingli gently got up and moved gracefully to the window.

Her cool gaze looked into the distance, as if echoing Qin Luo's location across mountains and rivers. After some time, her graceful figure silently disappeared from the room, leaving only the lingering icy spiritual energy as proof that she had stayed there and the heartstrings touched by the flying message.

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