Xuan Fengqian was completely oblivious to Leng Ye's terrifying, wolf-like gaze, focusing solely on straining and stomping on the ground.
Click—
Just then, a sharp crack came from behind her back.
She shuddered, slowly raising her eyes to look at Leng Ye, who was staring intently at her, and whispered, "But, maybe my spine is broken."
“The ground beneath Qingfeng Palace is full of stubborn rocks; the earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is completely useless) is utterly useless.” Leng Ye noticed that Xuan Fengqian was firmly stuck in the ground and unable to move, and smiled lightly.
Why didn't you say so sooner!
A hint of doting flashed in Leng Ye's eyes, his voice wicked and seductive: "Since you're so eager to deliver yourself to me, I'll reluctantly have a taste."
"Don't come any closer! Don't forget, I'm a notorious womanizer. Don't lower yourself to mess around with a low-class woman like me."
Xuanfeng Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.
If she had known that the earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that doesn't work), she wouldn't have bothered with it.
Now, things are even worse; they can't even move.
"Stop calling yourself a withered flower or a fallen woman; I don't like hearing that."
Leng Ye slowly stood up, and then, in front of her, leisurely took off his robes.
Xuan Fengqian's lips trembled with nervousness as she pleaded in a low voice, "Leng Ye, don't be impulsive. I'll heal your wounds, okay?"
"Why did I act impulsively?"
He casually pulled her out of the hard ground and tossed the wound medicine into her arms, saying, "Apply the medicine."
"oh."
Xuan Fengqian's mood can be described as full of twists and turns.
She thought she was doomed to perish, but Leng Ye let her go so easily.
What are you still standing there for?
Leng Ye sat down with his back to her, his strong arms resting slightly taut on his thighs.
After being deceived once, Leng Ye found it difficult to trust others again.
He hesitated for a long time before finally mustering the courage to turn his back to her once again.
Xuan Feng took a deep breath, looked down at his battered back, and for a moment didn't know how to proceed.
Noticing her hesitation, Leng Ye broke the silence again, "Is it ugly?"
Xuan Fengqian did not answer, but carefully applied the medicine to him.
To be fair, even though his back is covered with new and old wounds, it still doesn't affect his near-perfect silhouette.
"Did you see that sword wound that ran through the entire thing?" Leng Ye turned his head and asked in a deep voice.
"What's wrong?"
Xuanfeng Qianshen was afraid that he would use too much force and accidentally anger him again.
"That wound was inflicted by the person I trusted most with his sword."
Leng Ye couldn't understand why he still had such a scar on his back after being reborn.
Could it be that fate was trying to remind him through the scars not to forget the hatred, not to forget the culprit who hurt him so thoroughly?
Xuan Fengqian was surprised that Leng Ye would say these things to her, and casually asked, "What happened next? Did you manage to get it back?"
"How could I bear to kill her?"
Leng Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly and said nothing more.
Xuan Fengqian clearly didn't believe him, muttering under her breath, "Could it be that they can't beat him?"
"Can't beat them? You're overestimating yourself."
Leng Ye turned around abruptly and slammed her against the food table beside him.
"You must have mistaken me for someone else. I don't remember ever cutting you," Xuan Fengqian protested repeatedly.
As far as I can remember, the original owner of this body was so infatuated with Leng Ye that she was completely disoriented and would never have dared to attack him.
If you say no, then no.
Leng Ye was too lazy to argue with her about the past.
Now that he has chosen to speak openly, he will no longer dwell on past hurts.
"I'll ask you one more time, are you willing to marry me?" Leng Ye asked her earnestly.
If she were willing to marry him, he would be willing to give her a chance to start over.
Xuan Fengqian retorted coldly, "Do I have a choice?"
Leng Ye understood Xuan Fengqian's implication and answered firmly, "No."
Xuanfeng remained utterly speechless.
If there's no choice, why even ask?
This is like a ruthless robber who, in order to demonstrate his mercy, asks, "May I rob your family property and burn down your ancestral home?" before committing his atrocities.
"Xuan Fengqian, why have you become so cold?"
Leng Ye could sense that Xuan Fengqian's heart was no longer with him.
She also deeply regretted not being able to keep Xuan Fengqian, who once had eyes only for her.
"Maybe he was disgusted by those vicious thugs in the Nine Nether Demon Prison," Xuan Fengqian said casually, unsure how to explain the change in his personality.
Leng Ye's gaze darkened slightly, and a faint ache throbbed in his heart.
Before meeting Xuan Fengqian, he had no idea what regret was.
Now, he truly hates himself.
He hated himself for being such a bastard to push her into the hands of those ruthless monsters.
"Xuan Fengqian, what should I do to help you forget those unpleasant past events?" Leng Ye seemed to be asking her, but also questioning himself.
What are you planning to do now?
Xuan Fengqian remained highly vigilant when facing him.
"nothing."
Leng Ye understood perfectly well that even if he offered her his whole heart, she wouldn't be moved in the slightest.
Realizing this, he became even more anxious.
He always hoped she would respond, but he was also worried that she would say things he didn't want to hear.
Seeing her lips move slightly, he leaned down and sealed her lips with a gentle, lingering kiss.
Xuan Feng frowned slightly, looking at Leng Ye with disgust. Leng Ye seemed to be in heat at all times, his mind filled with images of him and Xuan Qian Ning passionately kissing.
She genuinely despised that filthy mouth.
Leng Ye was completely unaware of this.
He tried hard to control his already aroused body, and only kissed her lightly.
I was afraid that being too hasty would trigger her painful memories.
Even so, Xuan Fengqian still felt extremely uncomfortable.
She turned her head away with a look of disgust, trying to push him away, but he held her hands tightly.
Leng Ye felt defeated and began to doubt his own charm.
Is he not handsome enough?
Or perhaps she has poor eyesight and hasn't yet noticed his charm?
Suddenly, the image of a transcendent, otherworldly being flashed through his mind, and a wave of bitterness washed over him in an instant.
In terms of ethereal beauty, he is indeed inferior to Fuchen.
But when it comes to domineering presence, how can Fu Chen compare to him?
He had to prove himself and show Xuan Fengqian what a real man was.
"Why are you dodging? You can't even accept my kiss. What will you do if you marry me in the future?" Leng Ye didn't believe her, and turned her cheeks towards him, kissing her impatiently and roughly.
"No, it's disgusting."
Xuan Fengqian felt a churning in his stomach, so uncomfortable that he could barely speak.
Leng Ye assumed it was just an excuse she made up and continued to kiss her lips.
vomit--
Xuan Fengqian could no longer suppress the intense nausea. She hurriedly pushed him aside and clutched her chest with one hand, vomiting bile.
At the same time, Bai Di wielded the Xuan Tie sword and slashed wildly, finally breaking through the barrier set up by Leng Ye.
Carrying a three-foot-three-inch cleaver, he led the immortals and rushed into the inner chamber in a whirlwind.
Seeing Xuan Fengqian clutching her chest and retching incessantly, Bai Di panicked. He rushed forward and gently pulled her into his arms, asking, "My little one, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just feel a little nauseous."
Xuan Fengqian wasn't bold enough to openly dislike Leng Ye, so no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she could only suffer in silence.
To her surprise, her explanation led all the immortals present to misunderstand her meaning.
Many female immortals were glancing sideways at Xuan Qianning, who was rushing over in a hurry, hoping that Xuan Qianning and Xuan Fengqian would stage a drama of sisters vying for favor.
Xuan Qianning also mistakenly believed that Xuan Fengqian was pregnant with Leng Ye's child.
In her anger, she was already plotting how to get rid of Xuan Fengqian and the bastard child in her womb.
The White Emperor glared angrily at the preoccupied Leng Ye, and said in a low voice, "If anything happens to Qianqian, you just wait!"
Leng Ye ignored him, staring blankly at Xuan Fengqian's abdomen, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Only he and Xuan Fengqian knew that nothing had ever happened between them.
In recent days, she had been assaulted by a group of high-ranking criminals in the Nine Nether Demon Prison...
Thinking this through, Leng Ye suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Before this, he had never considered that such an accident would happen.
He swallowed nervously, even starting to consider whether or not to keep the child.
Logically speaking, this child should not be kept.
Otherwise, from now on, whenever Xuan Fengqian sees this child, he will remember everything that happened in the Nine Nether Demon Prison.
However, Leng Ye was worried that a forced abortion would damage her body.
After much deliberation, he finally decided to respect her opinion.
If she wanted to stay, he would accept the child and treat it as his own flesh and blood.
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