However, just as she was about to get up, Li Lingge's voice came to her ears again.
"Who allowed you to stand up?"
Li Lingge's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was like a muffled thunder exploding in Nangong Qingxue's ears.
Her knees, which were halfway up, froze in mid-air, and her bare hands hanging in the air trembled slightly.
Snap——
A drop of sweat slid down her smooth forehead and hit the jade floor tiles, and it was particularly clear in the silent hall.
Nangong Qingxue slowly raised her head and met Li Lingge's eyes, which were half-smiling and half-smiling, without a trace of joking in them.
"I--"
She parted her red lips slightly, and the words squeezed out from between her pearly teeth were trembling slightly.
The secret Bingpo Heart Technique of Taiqing Palace was running wildly in the meridians, but it could not suppress the blood surging in the chest.
She repeated frantically in her mind, 'Wait until I get the elixir, wait until I get the elixir...'
A teardrop fell to the ground, creating a small stain.
Her slender white fingers slowly stretched out, and finally pressed weakly on the cold floor tiles.
This action seemed to drain all her strength, and the pride that the goddess of Taiqing Palace had accumulated over the past twenty years was shattered into pieces.
"Goddess, please don't dirty the necklace."
The word "goddess" that Li Lingge emphasized deliberately was like a blunt knife stirring repeatedly in her heart.
Nangong trembled as he picked up the necklace at the end of the chain, which still retained the warmth of Li Lingge's palm.
The hall was eerily quiet, with only her rapid breathing echoing.
Nangong Qingxue could feel Li Lingge's playful gaze on her back, as creepy as the tongue of a poisonous snake.
Finally, she slowly raised her eyes.
Beneath the tear-stained eyelashes, the once cold and aloof phoenix eyes were filled with humiliation and determination.
As she parted her red lips, she bit the silver chain tightly, and her pearly teeth made a teeth-grinding sound as they ground against the cold iron.
As long as I kill the man in front of me... as long as I kill him, no one will know what happened today.
This thought echoed in her mind like a spell, supporting her to move forward inch by inch.
Nangong Qingxue knelt on the ground and moved forward little by little.
The patterns of the gilded floor tiles blurred into a bloody red in his sight, and the scattered hair on his forehead stuck to his face mixed with sweat.
This distance of less than three meters seemed to have exhausted all her life's strength.
Li Lingge stood there leisurely, looking at the goddess who was once unattainable. The soul of Zhao Lingzhen suppressed in his sea of consciousness let out a shrill wail.
"That's good."
When Nangong Qingxue finally crawled to his feet, Li Lingge gently lifted her chin with the tip of his boot.
From this angle, you can clearly see the blood oozing from between her lips, and her eyes that are filled with immense hatred yet forced to pretend to be gentle.
"Remember this day."
He leaned over and removed the rope from between her teeth, his fingertips accidentally brushing against the two trembling lips.
"From now on, every time you ask for elixir, you must come to me like this."
Nangong Qingxue trembled all over, and her falling hair covered her instantly distorted face.
She frantically imagined in her mind the scene of her future revenge, wanting to extract the man's soul and refine his spirit, then seal his spirit in ten thousand years of black ice to torture him for eternity.
Nangong Qingxue panted like a fish out of water, a whimper escaped from her throat, and she was forced to look up at Li Lingge.
The tears washed away the carefully applied makeup, leaving two messy marks on the pale cheeks.
The pair of phoenix eyes that were always filled with pride were now filled with tears, but the resentment surging in the eyes was so strong that it could not be dissolved.
It's like a snow leopard with its claws pulled out. It clearly wants to tear its prey into pieces, but can only expose its soft belly.
"Are you satisfied?"
The questioning while holding the silver chain in his mouth was vague, but it made Li Lingge laugh softly.
He slowly turned his left hand, and the image-recording bead that had appeared at some unknown time reflected a cold luster between his fingers.
Everything in front of him was clearly reflected in the bead, even the runes on the necklace were clearly visible.
"No!!"
When Nangong Qingxue saw the bead, she was struck by lightning and stood up suddenly to grab it.
She reached for the bead like crazy: "Destroy it! Destroy it quickly--"
Li Lingge easily raised the photo beads and admired her desperate struggle.
The image flowing on the surface of the beads stopped at her most humiliating moment, with her head raised in tears and the silver chain hanging down.
"What's the rush?"
He pressed the tip of his boot against Nangong Qingxue's shoulder and with a light push, kicked her back to the ground.
“This is just the beginning of the record.”
"you!"
Nangong Qingxue was trembling all over, and her carefully maintained nails made a harsh sound as they scratched the floor tiles.
The existence of the photo bead completely shattered her last hope. Even if she killed Li Lingge in the future, as long as the bead leaked out.
In the sea of consciousness, Zhao Lingzhen's soul suddenly erupted!
The originally dim fire of the soul burned into blood red, and it was willing to burn its own source to break free from the confinement.
"You beast! Give her the beads!"
Crash!
The soul-calming nail suddenly emitted light, nailing the runaway soul to the ground.
Li Lingge separated a wisp of divine consciousness and stepped on Zhao Lingzhen's head.
"What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
boom--
The dormant icy power in Nangong Qingxue's body suddenly surged, and the entire hall was instantly shrouded in extreme cold.
Her hands were as fast as lightning. When Li Lingge deliberately let the water out, she snatched the photo bead hanging above her head.
The secret Xuanbing Power of Taiqing Palace surged in her palm. With just a little force, the bead that recorded her lifelong shame would be reduced to powder!
At this moment, Li Lingge's voice penetrated his ears like a thorn in his flesh.
"You, the goddess, wouldn't want anyone to know about the three hundred boys and girls, right?"
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