Yun Ao looked at the unconscious Qingyao, breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly dried his body, and put on his clothes.

He walked to the door and looked back at Qingyao again. He felt a strange emotion in his heart, but escaping was the most important thing at the moment. He gritted his teeth, opened the door, and walked out quickly...

Qingyao watched Yun Ao turn and leave. His tall and slender figure gradually walked away until it disappeared from her sight.

After making sure that he had left, Qingyao slowly sat up straight, and her originally hazy eyes instantly became clear again.

You know, how could a mere drug do anything to Qingyao? After all, she possessed a body that was immune to all poisons! However, this was not the best time to force herself to get entangled with Yun Ao.

This is a mysterious world of immortal cultivation with many masters, which is in no way comparable to the ordinary human world.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the major sects are the real dominant forces, and those so-called aristocratic families are nothing more than vassals and running dogs of the sects.

Today, Qingyao knows very little about this completely unfamiliar world of immortal cultivation. If she rashly forces Yun Ao to stay, she may not only fail to achieve her goal, but also bring herself unexpected trouble.

Therefore, temporarily letting Yun Ao go was just a small episode. But Qingyao knew very well in her heart that she was determined to get Yun Ao!

Thinking back to the Yun Ao in this small world, he was completely different from the cold and arrogant image in her memory.

At this moment, he was more like a child who had not yet grown up, innocent and naive, with a bit of childishness and cuteness in his every frown and smile.

Whenever she thought of this, the corners of Qingyao's mouth would involuntarily rise, outlining a faint smile, as beautiful as the peach blossoms blooming in spring.