She gently wiped Yue Qingling's hands and placed a pair of chopsticks in his hands.
Yue Qingling felt the woman's gentleness and virtue. He should have been happy. What more could a husband ask for than to have such a wife?
But the more virtuous Huang Xinning is, the more it speaks volumes.
No normal woman would be virtuous and devoted to her man in a dungeon.
Shouldn't they be actively seeking a prison break at this juncture?
He ate a few bites, then whispered warily, "Ning'er, do you know about the dual cultivation in the Bright Moon Chapter? Leng Feiran is using us to cultivate!"
"I know."
Huang Xinning answered nonchalantly, poured herself a glass of wine, then raised her fair neck and drank it all in one gulp.
"You know..." Yue Qingling was shocked. She knew, so why did she do this?
"My husband, I am already content that she has allowed me to call you my husband. I would give anything for her."
Huang Xinning's eyes had become alluring, and her obsessive words filled Yue Qingling with immense worry.
"Come on, my husband, if we can't provide enough cultivation, your Ning'er will probably get her head chopped off."
Huang Xinning said half-jokingly.
She pulled Yue Qingling to continue yesterday's work.
Nowadays, Yue Qingling can activate the Supreme Yang and Supreme Yang Technique at any time, regardless of whether she is interested or not.
"Huff, huff!"
The two were like diligent little bees, creating a large amount of spiritual energy for Leng Feiran.
The third day, the fourth day...
Huang Xinning, like a little bee collecting nectar, comes at the same time every day.
Leng Feiran seemed to trust her completely and was never worried that she would run away.
Yue Qingling knew that Huang Xinning probably felt that she couldn't escape this life.
Until the tenth day.
Huang Xinning was late.
Yue Qingling waited anxiously in the dungeon, but he wasn't in a hurry for that kind of thing.
He was afraid that Leng Feiran would discard him after she had served her purpose.
But then, footsteps were heard at the entrance of the building.
Yue Qingling finally felt relieved.
He looked at the figure and saw that it resembled Huang Xinning by seven or eight points. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with concern, "You're here? You scared me to death. I'm so glad you're alright."
The figure paused slightly, then spoke with a sobbing tone.
"Junior brother, I'm here..."
Yue Qingling froze on the spot, and then saw Huang Lixing, who was far away in Lingjing Sect, wearing a beautiful white dress, crying as she came to the outside of the fence.
Upon seeing Yue Qingling, she burst into tears.
"Junior brother, we're completely finished now. Mother told me that we're going to be merged into the Demonic Sect, and from now on we'll have to eat with the Demonic Sect."
And that Shen Rongrong, she's simply not human..."
Huang Lixing kept rambling on about the changes in the sect, making Yue Qingling's head spin.
Did my senior sister come to the dungeon to tell me this?
Aren't you going to talk about dual cultivation?
"Junior brother, what should we do?"
After Huang Lixing finished rambling, she looked at her clothes, which were brand new. She then disdainfully lifted the hem of her skirt, not wanting it to touch the ground.
Even at a time like this, she still has the mind to think about clothes...
Yue Qingling forced a smile: "Senior sister, how did you find me? Why didn't Master come down with you?"
Mentioning Huang Xinning, Huang Lixing sighed helplessly: "Mother is giving Master Leng a massage right now. Master Leng is in a good mood, so she let me come down to see you, but she didn't give me the key, so I can only watch from the outside."
"Is Master giving Leng Feiran a massage?"
"Yeah, what did you think? Even when I come, I have to serve tea and water. Even my aunt has been locked in a picture of beautiful women."
Your sword now belongs to Sect Leader Leng.
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