As soon as Mi Li finished speaking, a series of sobbing sounds suddenly came from all around, as if something was calling out.
Zu An's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly went to the window to check. He saw that weeds were growing everywhere outside, and the grass blades, as tall as a person, were swaying in the wind. Some wooden planks by the dilapidated window were rustling in the wind.
"Ah Zu, I'm a little cold." Bi Linglong's face was a little pale, and she subconsciously grabbed his hand.
Feeling that her hands were unusually cold, Zu'an comforted her, "Don't worry, it's probably just the wind. Besides, the temple's structure is very special, with all sorts of openings everywhere. When the wind blows, it makes this ghostly wailing sound."
Bi Linglong hummed in agreement and leaned against him without saying anything more.
Zu An then asked Mi Li, "Empress Master, this doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, this should have been built by the King of Qin. Given his arrogant and domineering nature, how could he possibly erect a statue of Xu Fu with such an inscription? Could it be that Xu Fu built this temple?"
Mi Li frowned: "It is indeed unlikely that Ying Zheng would build such a statue for someone else. As for Xu Fu... this is the ancestral land of the Qin kings throughout history. How could he possibly have the opportunity to build it here?"
“That’s true,” Zuan nodded. “But here’s the question: if it couldn’t have been built by the King of Qin, nor by Xu Fu, then who built it?”
After their conversation, both of them fell into deep thought.
Just then, Bi Linglong suddenly cried out in alarm, "No!"
Zu'an was startled: "What's wrong with you?"
He then realized that the other person had fallen asleep in his arms, which must have been due to the excessive depletion of his energy and the high level of mental stress he had been under recently.
Zuan didn't wake her. To make her sleep more comfortably, he held her and sat her down on a stone bench nearby, gently patting her to comfort her.
I could feel her body trembling from time to time, and I had no idea what kind of nightmare she was having.
Just as he was about to continue his discussion with Mi Li, Bi Linglong's voice rang out again: "It hurts~"
Her voice at that moment lacked its usual competence and arrogance, replaced by a softness and helplessness.
Zuan called her a few more times, but she showed no signs of waking up. So he gently placed his palm on her back, continuously channeling warm energy into her body to nourish her and hopefully dispel her nightmares.
Not long after, Bi Linglong suddenly said in a tearful voice, "It hurts, be gentle, Grandmother..."
Zuan: "..."
Upon hearing this, Mi Li turned around and said with a half-smile, "It seems like you were doing something to this woman in her dream."
Before Zu An could answer, Bi Linglong slowly opened her eyes. She stared at Zu An for a moment, then her beautiful eyes were almost brimming with tears.
She kept squirming in Zu An's arms, her delicate, fair hands gently caressing his face, then slowly moving down, brushing across his neck and chest...
"Is this woman horny?" Mi Li snorted, turned around, and pretended to be focused on examining the strange things in the temple, too lazy to care about their messy affairs.
Feeling the incredibly elastic body in his arms, Zu An felt his mouth go dry and quickly changed his attention, asking, "You're awake?"
Bi Linglong hummed in agreement, her voice exceptionally soft and charming: "You were behaving like that towards someone in your dream, and you still have the nerve to ask me?"
Zuan: "..."
What does what happened in my dream have to do with me?
However, it must be said that women are born enchantresses. Someone like Bi Linglong, who is usually so proper, becomes so naturally alluring when she starts to seduce people.
Those big, watery eyes, that warm and supple body, that incredibly soft and alluring voice—everything seemed to be conveying a silent invitation.
Zuan had just tempered his body three times with the Primordial Chaos Scripture, and his yang energy had already reached its peak. But when she tempted him like this, his whole body immediately stiffened.
Feeling the suffocating pressure, Bi Linglong's face turned even redder. She said softly, "Grandpa, I've thought it through. The emperor is after us. We can only escape for so long. Rather than living in constant fear and hiding, we should seize the time to enjoy every day."
Zuan swallowed hard: "What do you mean?"
Bi Linglong glanced at him with her beautiful, watery eyes, her demeanor captivating in that instant: "I know what you're thinking. You deliberately used me to provoke him before, so those words were obviously your true thoughts, weren't they?"
Being exposed to his face, Zuan was a little embarrassed.
Bi Linglong's moist red lips moved closer: "Although we can't beat him, we can get revenge on him, can't we?"
Meanwhile, in the desert, Zhao Ruizhi sneezed, then looked up and couldn't help but ask, "He Li, is there a green light on the ceiling?"
It turned out that while fighting the vengeful black scorpions in the desert, they continued to venture further in, and eventually accidentally fell into a quicksand vortex.
With Zhao Ruizhi's cultivation level, it was naturally impossible for him to be trapped by mere quicksand. However, when the warriors of the Qi Prince's Mansion struggled, they inadvertently revealed some city walls in the quicksand, and he then realized that there was an ancient city ruin buried under the quicksand.
Finally, something different appeared in this vast desert; he had a premonition that there was something he needed here.
He then led everyone into the ruins of this underground ancient city.
However, they suffered a great loss as soon as they entered the gate. As soon as the scouts opened the city gate, a sea of fire suddenly appeared inside. Although Zhao Ruizhi quickly put out the fire, the two scouts had already been burned to a crisp.
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