"what's on your mind?"
The red-haired beauty brushed a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead, and gently stroked Bei Mingshuang's face with her free hand.
The azure and crimson pupils met each other, each looking at itself through the other's eyes. Bei Mingshuang, who had already figured out a lot in her heart, revealed a touching smile.
He released Ma Xiaotao's hand, propped himself up, and then directly controlled the small boat beneath him, drifting from the center of Poseidon Lake towards the shore.
"With the condensation of the spiritual core, the control over soul power is this high? With a thought, the power of heaven and earth follows. I'm so envious!"
Behind her, Ma Xiaotao murmured as she climbed onto Bei Mingshuang's body. After giving the girl another brainwave, she felt a surge of envy as she looked at her own stagnant Qi and Blood Soul Core.
After all, only Ma Xiaotao, who has always been with Bei Mingshuang, truly knows how powerful Bei Mingshuang's talent and strength are!
Bei Mingshuang's extraordinary talent often reminded her of a great woman from her early education textbook, and her recollection of their Liuli Empire's emperor.
"From beginning to end, my footsteps have always been on the road to pursue him. Gazing at his back, I thought I could catch up with him time and time again. But every time I tried my best and touched his shoulder, I realized that the figure I had so painstakingly caught up with was just a phantom left behind in my eyes."
"But he is a very gentle person. Although I don't need him to wait for me, his companionship, his concern for me, and his attachment to me have always been the driving force for me to strive forward and catch up."
Whenever Ma Xiaotao read these autobiographies, she felt that she had empathized with the Empress Dowager named Yang Rui, after all, their experiences were too similar.
Moreover, if her father's feeling back then was not wrong, Bei Ming Shuang did indeed have a true blood relationship with that emperor who had been living in seclusion for ten thousand years. And when they first met, her Shuang'er introduced herself by mentioning Xue.
The Xue surname belongs to the royal family of the Heavenly Dou Empire!
Although she couldn't understand how Qiluo Tulip and Xueke Mistress's final Emerald Swan Martial Soul could give birth to Ice Snow Maiden, what did her own Shuang'er have to do with them?
Thinking about these things, Ma Xiaotao suddenly felt refreshed and shook her head to clear her mind of these random thoughts. She then focused her mind on the specific methods for condensing her Qi and Blood Soul Core.
As for where Bei Mingshuang will take her later? Who cares? Anyway, her Shuang'er won't hurt her.
The school cafeteria is always bustling with people during lunchtime.
After queuing for a while and getting a regular meal, Huo Yuhao had just found Wang Dong when he was immediately struck by the premium Grade A meal in Wang Dong's hand.
Although Tang Ya gave him a fairly generous allowance after confirming his joining the Tang Clan, enough for him to eat better, out of instinctive frugality, after buying a bunch of grilling fish tools to prepare to set up a stall and make money in a while, the remaining expenses were basically kept on ordinary food and drink.
"Is this all you eat for three meals a day? No wonder you looked like a ghost this morning. Don't you know the saying 'the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts'? Be careful not to ruin your body if you keep training like this!"
Wang Dong took a chicken leg almost the size of a human face and a grilled fish from his plate and placed them on Huo Yuhao's plate. Then, with a mischievous grin, he took the only meat pie from Huo Yuhao's plate.
After winking at Huo Yuhao, giving him a look that said no refusal, she ate and walked, finding a good spot, leaving Huo Yuhao, who still wanted to refuse, speechless with embarrassment.
"Xiao Yuhao, just accept some things! At worst, you can just live off your brother! Trust me, I've lived for so many years, I have some life experience."
"Tianmeng is right. Although people always say that women only affect a swordsman's speed of drawing his sword, a rich woman won't! She'll buy you a better sword! Especially a rich woman with such excellent resources! Yuhao, just give in!"
The two voices in his mind made Huo Yuhao, who was following Wang Dong blankly, think more and more strangely. He even began to imagine what Wang Dong's true appearance looked like as he looked at her back.
"Oops, why did you bump into me? Luckily, the food didn't spill. Hey, why is your face red? Are you sick?"
"No...I...I..."
"Indeed, the only things in this world that should not be missed are delicious food, beautiful women, and gossip! It's so interesting!"
He pulled out a watermelon from who-knows-where, cut it in half, and threw one half to Tianmeng, who was looking at the watermelon in his hand with surprise.
Sitting on a small stool that appeared out of nowhere, the evil lord watched with great interest the budding romance between the young boy and girl, his expression kind and gentle.
Tianmeng, holding a melon, glanced at Xiejun's current posture. For some reason, the more she looked, the more bewitching she seemed to become. She couldn't help but join the group, and somehow managed to pull out a small stool from somewhere. She sat down with Xiejun and began to eat the melon with great interest.
Before he could take another two bites, Tianmeng saw the strange look in Xiejun's eyes, the same look he had given Huo Yuhao before.
"Oh no, am I turned into a melon?"
Although the idea wasn't exactly the same, the meaning was roughly the same. Just as Tianmeng was trying to figure out what she had to encounter to make the Evil Lord show such an expression, that unique, slight chill touched the depths of Tianmeng's heart.
"Xue'er..."
Turning our attention back to the outside world, a unique blend of intense heat and icy cold spread through the area, and the once noisy cafeteria instantly cleared out, creating a path leading directly to the food serving area of Class A canteen.
He took out his gold soul coins, ordered three Class A meals, handed two of them to Ma Xiaotao who was following behind him, and then Bei Mingshuang, who was carrying one Class A meal, followed his senses and came to Huo Yuhao.
"Senior...you are...?"
"Xiao Yuhao, lend me your body for a moment! Lend me your body for a moment! This is very important, really very important!"
Although he couldn't see Tianmeng's appearance because he couldn't enter his own mental sea on his own, the image of Tianmeng looking extremely anxious, even contemplating taking over his body, appeared in Huo Yuhao's mind.
But looking at the woman's face and listening to Tianmeng's anxious voice, Huo Yuhao, who seemed to empathize with her, did not feel any malice or fear.
Nodding slightly, she released control of her body. Tianmeng, who had been held back by the Evil Lord from behind and prevented from jumping directly out of Huo Yuhao's body, took over Huo Yuhao's body at this moment.
A few golden lights shone in their azure pupils, and as their eyes met, a mental domain instantly unfolded.
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