"Dust?"
Xuanfeng gazed steadily at the man before her, whose black hair flowed down his shoulders and whose face was like a painting, his thin, red lips moving slightly.
In fact, she didn't have a strong impression of him.
All I remember is that in the original novel, he always silently protected her, and even did all sorts of bad things for her.
However, the moment she saw his face clearly, all the memories of him suddenly flashed through Xuan Fengqian's mind.
His name is Fuchen, and he is the lowest-ranking Broom Star Lord in the Nine Heavens.
However, due to his outstanding appearance and innate aloof and noble air, he is extremely popular among the female immortals...
"Little Princess, it's me."
Fu Chen smiled faintly, her dark eyes as captivating as a clear stream.
"Where...where is this?"
Xuan Fengqian was captivated by Fu Chen's breathtakingly gentle smile and unknowingly lowered her guard.
"This is indeed your dream. I have been practicing the art of entering dreams for hundreds of years, and today it has finally come in handy."
"Isn't the art of entering dreams only for dream demons?" Xuan Fengqian was very puzzled. Even Bai Di Xuanxiao didn't know this technique, yet Fu Chen, whose cultivation level wasn't high, had learned it first.
"Perhaps it's due to his talent."
The dust settled in silence, offering no further explanation.
His pale, snow-white hand gently stroked the already congealed bloodstain on Xuan Fengqian's cheek, and a flash of ferocity suddenly appeared in his dark eyes, "Who hurt you?"
"It's just a minor injury."
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously took several steps back, trying to avoid Fu Chen's hand.
"Don't move."
Fu Chen suddenly spoke, and then used his healing magic to soothe the wound on Xuan Fengqian's face.
Thank you.
Xuanfengqian really couldn't understand where Fuchen had cultivated such a magnificent immortal technique.
However, he was unwilling to say, and she didn't feel comfortable asking any further questions.
After tending to the bloody wounds on her face, Fu Chen asked her, "Qianqian, tell me the truth, did you go to the Nine Netherworld with the Heavenly Princess?"
"Yes and no. However, I am indeed in the Nine Netherworld right now."
Is the Demon Lord good to you?
Fu Chen smiled bitterly, knowing that Leng Ye disliked Xuan Fengqian and had tried to persuade her not to rush headlong into things.
Unfortunately, she wouldn't listen at all.
Seeing her in such a sorry state, Fu Chen knew that Leng Ye had not treated her well.
The reason he asked the extra question was simply because he desperately wanted a positive answer from Xuan Fengqian.
"He seemed to hate me, and he was always shouting and threatening to kill me. He was terrifying."
Fu Chen noticed the change in Xuan Fengqian's attitude, a hint of confusion flashing in her clear eyes, and tentatively asked, "Don't you like him anymore?"
"I don't like it anymore."
Xuan Feng shook his head slightly. When Leng Ye was mentioned, the bright light in his narrow peach blossom eyes was gone. "It's my fault. I was young and naive and easily bewitched by the beauty of others. Only after experiencing the Nine Nether Tribulation did I realize that Leng Ye is not a troublesome demon king that I can afford to offend. Right now, I only want to escape the Nine Nether."
Fu Chen never expected that Xuan Fengqian would so easily let go of his obsession after just one trip to the Nine Netherworlds.
While I was overjoyed, I felt mostly heartache.
He knew in his heart that she must have suffered a lot before she completely gave up on Leng Ye.
Xuan Fengqian didn't want to cause Fu Chen any trouble, but he was very likely her only chance of survival.
Left with no other choice, she finally spoke up, "Fuchen, could you please pass on a message to my father?"
"Princess, don't be anxious. I will find the White Emperor as soon as possible and have him send people to rescue you."
Where has Father gone?
"He couldn't find you and was almost frantic. Last night, he rushed to Penglai Immortal Island to consult with the Four Heavenly Emperors for a solution."
"So that's how it is..."
Before Xuanfeng could finish speaking, Fuchen covered his mouth and nose.
The next moment, Fu Chen whispered nervously in Xuan Fengqian's ear, "Be careful, someone's coming!"
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