"Hundred Flowers Festival?" Su Luoyin was stunned and blurted out, "Does this place also celebrate the Hundred Flowers Festival?"
Qian Yue said with a hint of doubt, "Of course, the Hundred Flowers Festival is a tradition from ancient times." In short, everyone will know about it and will participate.
"Is that so?" Su Luoyin replied sullenly in Qian Yue's arms. Closing her eyes, the scene of the Hundred Flower Festival seemed to be right before her eyes, but things had changed. Everything was different, no matter the people or the objects.
Taking a deep breath, Su Luoyin struggled to break free from her memories and raised her little face from Qian Yue's arms. "Why, do you want to go together?"
Qian Yue looked at her deeply and said, "Okay."
"Well, is it settled then?" Su Luoyin was obviously happy.
"Yeah." Qian Yue responded in a deep voice.
With Qian Yue's affirmative answer, Su Luoyin finally felt satisfied. She tilted her head to look at the glittering lights in the distance, and her heart, previously calm, suddenly began to stir. "Can I go out now?" Although her mind desperately tried to restrain herself and appear less excited, the slight curl of her lips betrayed her feelings.
Su Luoyin burst out laughing, and her usually cold face flushed. Her originally bright eyes suddenly shone like stars when she smiled, refreshing and moving. Qian Yue lowered his head and stared at her carefully, but Su Luoyin smiled faintly and shook her head to explain, "I was just thinking... I really can't sleep now."
Before Qian Yue could answer, Su Luoyin raised her little face again and asked, "Would you like to have a sparring match? How about it?"
Qian Yue stared down at her, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure." Su Luoyin confirmed, subconsciously raising an eyebrow to tease him, "Why, are you tired?"
Qian Yue looked at her, pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes became deeper.
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Fiery red flames erupted from her hands, illuminating her clear eyes. Several ferocious runes on her forehead added a hint of undeniable dominance to her delicate face. Her black hair, tightly bound in a silver crown, flowed behind her head. She was dressed in a tight, form-fitting black dress, the fabric clinging to her body outlining her exquisite figure. Su Luoyin curled her lips coldly, the flames still rising from her hands, staining her entire profile red. In the darkness, she quietly listened to the movements around her. Suddenly, Su Luoyin's eyes sharpened, and he aimed the flames in a single direction, fiercely hurling them.
Suddenly, the red flame rose instantly, landed on the open ground, began to burn, and slowly expanded... Su Luoyin's eyes dimmed, and the sound of wind sounded again around him. Su Luoyin moved his body with his ears, following the sound keenly.
"My reaction speed is barely adequate, and my acumen needs to be sharpened."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Yue turned and stood across from Su Luoyin. Su Luoyin met his golden eyes. Qian Yue, who had just landed, slowly stood up, his chest heaving slightly, his dark hair noticeably disheveled. He stood calmly in the flames, the flames rising and falling in the air, but unable to harm him in the slightest. In the fire, his handsome, resolute face, his golden eyes gleaming with light, took on a strange, uncanny quality.
Su Luoyin took note of it in his heart, and his fingertips secretly rubbed against each other, sparks flying out. In an instant, red flames fell all over the sky. Qian Yue dodged them all with a flash, and stood firmly in the fire. The high-flying sparks still rubbed his angular face. He stood there quietly with his hands clasped, looking at Su Luoyin coldly.
Su Luoyin looked up at the arrogant man who was born from fire. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised, and a hint of provocation flashed across his eyes...
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