The wind and snow continued, but on this white, icy landscape, the two figures huddled together looked especially heartwarming.
"Ting'er~"
As the sky darkened, Qin Luo felt a little uneasy. He knew that Xia Zihan was currently heading towards the entrance of the ruins. Although he had prepared a backup plan, if she didn't appear for too long, he would have to put in a lot of effort to cover it up.
"Hmm~ Master."
Yi Ting responded with a muffled sound, her voice still slightly nasal, but no longer as sharp as before.
In response, Qin Luo took the opportunity to ask in a low voice:
"Then when you see Zihan later..."
Yi Ting's fingers unconsciously gripped his collar. After a moment of silence, she whispered:
"As long as she doesn't bother me anymore... I'll pretend I didn't see her."
After saying that, she seemed deflated, leaning limply into his arms and muttering softly:
"Master is always biased; she was the one who bullied others first..."
Although it was a complaint, the resentment in her tone had disappeared, and instead carried a hint of coquetry.
Qin Luo chuckled, gently stroking her tear-reddened nose with his fingertips, then suddenly picked her up horizontally, startling her into a soft gasp.
"When have I ever shown favoritism?"
Yi Ting hurriedly hugged his neck, her cheeks flushed, and buried her face in his shoulder, her heart pounding like a drum.
"Master," she whispered, her fingertips unconsciously twirling a strand of his hair, "You, you..."
"Hmm?" Qin Luo looked down at her, a mischievous smile in his eyes.
Yiting stammered for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out, "It's unreasonable."
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked down at Yi Ting:
"I've never wanted to reason with you."
These words, like a drop of honey, seeped silently into Yi Ting's heart. Looking at Qin Luo so close to her, she suddenly mustered her courage and quickly pecked his handsome profile.
“Then…” she said softly, blushing, “Ting’er is being unreasonable too.”
[Yi Ting's affection level has reached 240 (Mutual Support), granting an additional critical strike cultivation bonus: 3000 times the cultivation level of the late-stage Divine Ascension Realm. (Saved)]
[Yi Ting's affection level has reached 280 (mutual support), earning her new investment points.]
[When Yiting's affection level surpasses 300 (growing old together), reaching the final stage, an exclusive simulated ending is unlocked. Achieving a perfect simulation will grant the 'Transcendence' attribute.]
Upon hearing the system notification in his mind, Qin Luo stopped joking around and subconsciously lowered his gaze to the delicate body he was holding in his arms.
At this moment, Yi Ting's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, dazzlingly red, and her shy appearance added to her charm. Her hands were tightly wrapped around Qin Luo's neck, her fingertips exerting a slight pressure, as if afraid that she would fall off at any moment, or as if she was cherishing this intimate contact.
For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, with only their breaths mingling together, conveying the unspeakable ambiguity and excitement of the moment.
In the wind and snow, Qin Luo gently set Yi Ting down, but still held her hand tightly. Then, seemingly casually, he glanced at the faintly visible entrance to the ruins in the distance, his tone suddenly becoming serious:
"Ahem, Ting'er, it's getting late. We'll talk to Zihan later, you..."
Hearing this, Yiting's fingertips trembled slightly in his palm, but quickly calmed down. She tilted her head back, revealing a faint smile:
"Don't worry, Master, I understand." She took a deep breath. "I won't make things difficult for you."
Qin Luo's heart softened, and he was about to say something when he saw Yi Ting standing on tiptoe to brush the snow off his shoulder.
"Master, go see her first."
After brushing the snow off Qin Luo's shoulder, Yi Ting took a half step back, her usual obedient expression returning to her face. "Ting'er will go over later."
Qin Luo was taken aback, and suddenly thought to himself, "Is this girl going to give me a big one later?"
Seeing his suspicious look, Yiting gave him a charmingly coquettish glare:
"Master~"
Yi Ting pouted her red lips and gently poked Qin Luo's chest with her fingertip, "What are you thinking about now?"
A sly glint flashed in her eyes as she deliberately drew out her words: "Does Master think Ting'er is the kind of person who throws tantrums?"
Qin Luo was amused by her coquettish appearance, but still asked with concern, "Then why don't you come with me? That way we can talk things out."
“Because I know,” Yi Ting suddenly said, her playful expression turning gentle and tender. “When she sees me later, things will definitely get unpleasant.”
She gently straightened Qin Luo's clothes:
"Master, go and reassure her first, then I'll show up. That way, everyone will feel better."
"Therefore, Master still needs to carefully consider a woman's thoughts."
"You've thought of everything for me."
Hearing this, Qin Luo also snapped out of his daze. Originally, the array at the entrance of the ruins was meant to prevent Murong Liyue and the others from suddenly intruding, and also to buy him enough time to persuade Xia Zihan after he had comforted Yiting.
After all, he knew Xia Zihan's personality all too well. If he laid everything out in front of her all at once, she would definitely lose control of her emotions, and the situation would be difficult to manage.
What Yiting said made him realize that he should first reassure her and prepare her mentally. Once she calmed down a bit, he could then have Yiting appear, proceeding step by step so that everyone could feel better.
Ultimately, Qin Luo had spent too much time with Yi Ting, so much so that his usual confident and strategic demeanor was somewhat lacking. He was afraid that Xia Zihan would suddenly become emotionally agitated like Yi Ting had just done, since this had never happened in the simulation.
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Yi Ting winked playfully:
"Who makes me feel the most sorry for my master?" She nudged Qin Luo.
"Go quickly, Ting'er will be there in half an hour, that should be enough time, right?"
Qin Luo took a deep breath and nodded solemnly, "Half an hour is enough."
After saying that, he reached out and gently stroked Yiting's hair, then turned around and flew towards the entrance of the ruins.
While Qin Luo was on his way back, little did he know that the formation he had set up at the entrance of the ruins had underestimated Murong Liyue's strength after breaking through to the Saint Realm.
Ever since Qin Luo threw her into the ruins, Murong Liyue has been diligently exploring them. After helping Su Yaoyue and Huang Lu obtain opportunities and settle down, she didn't stop for a moment, rushing towards the exit of the ruins without stopping.
When she finally emerged, she found herself surrounded by a massive spiritual array. This startled Murong Liyue, who immediately suspected that something had happened to Qin Luo.
Her eyes sharpened instantly, and her spiritual seals poured out without hesitation, tearing open a corner of the spiritual array set up by Qin Luo with all her might.
Then it flashed out from the gap torn open in the spirit array.
But when Murong Liyue anxiously scanned her surroundings, trying to find Qin Luo, what came into view was not the person she longed for, but a woman wearing a purple dress with a thin veil on her face.
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