Huang Xinning looked a little sullen as she flicked her sleeves and left.
There was no one else in the house.
Leng Feiran sat up abruptly and quickly went to the dressing table, her hands trembling as she began to apply makeup.
Even with trembling hands, the makeup didn't turn out well. After struggling for a long time, I finally managed to get it done to my satisfaction.
But then she noticed herself in the mirror.
She's turned white-haired now!
Leng Feiran angrily tugged at her hair. How could she be so disheveled?
My beautiful hair is in vain!
Yue Qingling, you are so cruel!
But at this moment, she dared not alert the enemy.
Leng Feiran quickly packed up, took her storage bag, and went to the door. She casually set up a restriction with the words "Empress in Seclusion" written on it.
Then, she soared into the sky.
She won't tell anyone this time, she won't tell anyone!
Yue Qingling is hers alone; no one else can see her!
Just now, Leng Feiran sensed a trace of Chan Nu!
This feeling is all too familiar.
With that one movement, she instantly snapped out of her daze, which felt like she was falling into an abyss.
Chan Nu is in the west!
As she flew through the air, she felt her heart surging with excitement.
This time, noticing Chan Nu's presence gradually calmed her down.
At the same time, I also had the time to think about the situation at that time.
Leng Feiran was certain that although she was furious with Yue Qingling at the time, she definitely did not use that much force.
Her primordial spirit showed no sign of releasing any spiritual energy.
It's really too strange that Yue Qingling could die from just one slap.
What she found even more unbelievable was that Yue Qingling's body simply disappeared after she died.
This is almost impossible. After death, how could one have the strength to destroy their own corpse?
But at the time, she was completely stunned by this sudden event.
What followed was endless sadness and regret, eventually leading to madness, and the person no longer dared to relive the events of that time.
Even now, recalling it all, Leng Feiran is still terrified, but she still can't believe that Yue Qingling is really dead.
The boy who was thrown into the dungeon and could never escape, the slave who was available to any man for marriage, groveled for a year, yet dared not die.
So this is how you become so spirited after coming out of the Holy Land of the Extreme Path?
impossible!
Yue Qingling cherished her life very much.
The more Leng Feiran thought about it, the more she felt she had been deceived.
She increased her flight speed to the maximum, almost exhausting her lifespan to fly.
She flew through the air without sleep, food, or water.
Like a red shooting star, it shot straight towards Chan Nu's location.
No one can stop her!
She needed to know what this Chan Nu, who had given her the signal, was all about!
Soon, she arrived in the territory of Xizhou.
Leng Feiran flew over Chencheng and arrived near a large river.
She realized that Channu was there.
Beside this gently flowing river, there is a dense forest.
In the heart of this jungle, there stands an unassuming thatched hut.
Leng Feiran slowly landed in front of the thatched hut.
Her heart started racing.
A familiar scent made her tremble all over.
Leng Feiran clenched her fists and slowly walked to the outside of the thatched hut. She passed through the fence and came to the small thatched house. She gently touched the wooden door. The door was unlocked, revealing the simple equipment inside.
A single elm bed, with quilts neatly folded on it.
In addition, there is a small dining table and two small stools.
This is where a bachelor sleeps.
But Leng Feiran quickly went to the bedding, lowered her head and sniffed, the familiar fragrance entering her nostrils.
Then, her anger flared up.
Little Channu!
You're really asking for death!
The Empress of Dongzhou is almost driven to death by Yue Qingling!
She stormed out, determined to find the boy who dared to play her tricks.
But in that instant of turning around, Leng Feiran's anger seemed to subside as if it had encountered snow water.
Will she continue her love-hate relationship with Yue Qingling as before?
The regret she's felt over the past two months has been a terrible experience.
If I push Yue Qingling too far, and she pulls this stunt again, what should I do?
For the first time, Leng Feiran, the fearless and invincible Empress of the Demonic Sect, was actually wary.
She slowly walked into the courtyard and looked at this place where Yue Qingling lived.
The sound of rushing water and the rustling of wind through the trees filled my ears.
Yue Qingling was all alone, and she would rather find such a place in the demon land to eke out a living than meet her.
It's clear that he already hates himself very much.
Is she really that annoying?
Leng Feiran looked lost and dejected.
She stood with her back to the fence gate, staring blankly at the low thatched hut.
Just then, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
Leng Feiran tensed up completely; she didn't even dare to turn her head.
I'm terrified of being disappointed again!
Is that you, Yue Qingling?
You speak first!
"Hello, young lady? What are you doing in my yard?"
Yue Qingling returned from the riverbank, carrying a fish basket and wearing a straw hat, looking just like a young fisherman.
He spent the morning cultivating by the river, while also letting the Water Dragon Pearl swim in the White River and catch a few fish along the way.
It's lunchtime, so I'll make some carp and tofu soup.
I must say, these past two months have been very comfortable and pleasant.
Moreover, with the Water Dragon Pearl joking around with him every day, he never felt bored.
Yue Qingling's face became more smiling.
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