"What does the Demon Lord mean by this?"
Xuan Fengqian stared intently at Leng Ye, who was smiling, her thin red lips trembling involuntarily due to extreme tension.
She had had enough of this humiliation and didn't want to stay by Leng Ye's side for even a moment longer.
The problem is, Leng Ye has no intention of letting her go.
After a moment of contemplation, he spoke in an unquestionable tone, "Ning'er kindly spared you, so you should stay by her side and take good care of her until she is fully recovered."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Fengqian appeared even more confused and said repeatedly, "Why doesn't the Demon Lord let me go back as soon as possible? I want to go to the Three Pure Realms to ask for medicine for my sister."
"Do you think I would dare to trust you so easily? Who would dare to take the medicine you begged for?"
Xuanfeng Qianyu suddenly retorted in an unfriendly tone, "If the Demon Lord refuses to believe me, why does he keep me by my sister's side?"
Leng Ye curled his lips into a smirk and said indifferently, "From now on, for every additional injury Ning'er suffers, I will inflict it on you tenfold or a hundredfold."
"Leng Ye, how can you be so unreasonable?"
Xuan Fengqian finally understood that Leng Ye was clearly trying to find ways to cause her trouble.
From the very beginning, he had no intention of letting her leave Jiuyou.
What a scoundrel! He's absolutely infuriating.
Xuanfeng's cheeks flushed red, and sparks flew from her bright, glassy eyes.
If looks could hurt, Leng Ye would probably have been riddled with holes by her sharp gaze long ago.
"Demon Lord, urgent report from the Sea of Nothingness! Three thousand archers have turned against us and have now seized a key stronghold."
Just then, Jing Que, shrouded in frost and arriving under the stars and moon, entered the Soul Devouring Hall and reported the battle situation in the Boundless Sea to Leng Ye with a blank expression.
"Defecting in the face of battle? Good, very good."
Leng Ye laughed in extreme anger, his whole body exuding a fierce aura.
Xuan Qianning had rarely seen Leng Ye so cold and terrifying, and she suddenly shivered.
Sensing Xuan Qianning's fear, Leng Ye's expression softened, and he said in a deep voice, "Ning'er, you go back to Ziyou Palace first. I must go to the Wuwang Sea myself."
"Your Majesty, may I come with you? I'm so worried about you..."
Xuan Qianning leaned softly against Leng Ye's chest, her delicate, boneless hands tightly clutching his shirt.
"You are not fully recovered and should not travel back and forth."
“But…” Xuan Qianning frowned slightly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"They're just a bunch of petty scoundrels, Ning'er, don't worry about them." Leng Ye didn't bother with further explanation, and simply cupped Xuan Qian Ning's oval face in his hands, sealing her lips with a kiss.
Xuanfeng looked at the two who were kissing passionately, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
Leng Ye, however, felt uneasy when she noticed Xuan Fengqian's gaze.
It's like being caught cheating; you feel incredibly guilty.
He forced himself to remain calm, quietly released the gentle and tender Xuan Qianning, suddenly stood up, and nonchalantly walked away with Jing Que.
However, as he brushed past Xuan Fengqian, he inexplicably slowed down and kept stealing glances at her out of the corner of his eye.
He originally thought that Xuan Fengqian would feel somewhat uncomfortable.
But seeing that she still looked calm and collected, I felt very uncomfortable.
"idiot."
Leng Ye cursed under his breath, extremely annoyed.
A fool who doesn't even know how to be jealous is truly a rare find!
Xuan Fengqian's face was full of black lines: "..."
She hadn't done anything wrong, so why was Leng Ye getting angry at her?
Could it be that he wasn't satisfied with the kiss, and that his unfulfilled desire affected his mood?
But then again, what business is it of hers if he's sexually unsatisfied?
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