However, she knew that this matter was far too important, like the Sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads, ready to fall at any moment.
The more people who find out, the greater the risk becomes, like a snowball.
The fewer people who know about it, the stronger the secrecy, and the more likely it is to avoid unpredictable troubles and potential crises, like venomous snakes lurking in the dark.
However, seeing how firmly Qin Qianluo defended Su Jinyun and how much she trusted her, it was quite touching.
Feng Qingyun knew in her heart that saying anything more would be futile, and she could no longer change Qin Qianluo's decision.
She closed her eyes slightly, her pupils, like stars twinkling in the night sky, slowly dimmed as she took a deep breath.
I tried to calm my slightly chaotic thoughts.
The breath flowed slowly through her chest, like a gentle breeze rippling across a calm lake.
A moment later, she slowly opened her eyes, which had regained their former clarity and determination, her gaze like the first ray of dawn breaking through the clouds.
She raised her hand and waved it casually, her movements graceful and natural, as if she were performing a magical and mysterious spell.
A soft yet dazzling light flashed by, like a dreamlike nebula, slowly flowing and condensing in the air, as if the stars of the universe were gathering at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, an incredibly comfortable sofa appeared before them.
The sofa's material appears soft and lustrous, as if woven from the finest silk and the most precious leather, exuding an air of luxury and nobility in every inch.
The sofa's armrests are carved with exquisite patterns, which are like lively elves, jumping and dancing on the armrests. Every line seems to contain the rhythm of life.
The backrest is slightly tilted back, as if inviting people to fully enjoy its comfort, as warm and reassuring as a mother's embrace.
Feng Qingyun stepped forward, her steps light and elegant, like a fairy dancing gracefully. Each step seemed to tread on the strings of time, playing a beautiful melody.
She gently took Long Nanzhi's hand, the gesture intimate and natural, like a close interaction between sisters, and pulled Long Nanzhi to sit down on the sofa together.
Long Nanzhi followed her obediently, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation, her gaze like clear lake water, reflecting her longing for the unknown.
When Qin Qianluo saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, in her heart, the entire system space was like Feng Qingyun's exclusive territory, and in this space, Feng Qingyun was like the master who controlled everything.
They possess abilities beyond human imagination, almost godlike.
She can control the objects in the space at will, making them appear or disappear according to her wishes.
This magical sight was as wonderful as a dream to her, as if she had stepped into a fairy tale world full of fantasy.
However, after spending time with Feng Qingyun, it is not incomprehensible.
Once again, I marvel at the power and wonder of Feng Qingyun's abilities, like gazing up at the most brilliant star in the night sky, filled with awe and admiration.
Feng Qingyun gently pulled Long Nanzhi along, her movements as tender as a spring breeze caressing the willow branches, and the two slowly sat down on the sofa.
At this moment, Feng Qingyun's expression grew increasingly solemn, as if the air in the entire space had become heavy because of her expression.
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze passing through everything before her, as if looking into the distant and ethereal depths of time, her eyes radiating a profound and timeless light.
Like a mysterious star twinkling in an ancient sky.
She spoke slowly, her voice like a lingering echo from the depths of time, or like a mountain spring flowing gently in a quiet valley, unhurried and unhurried.
Yet it carried a power that penetrated the soul and shook people's hearts: "Luo Bao, I am not just a system as you have long believed."
My true form is the phoenix, a divine bird that soars high in the heavens, its body ablaze with flames, possessing the wondrous ability to be reborn from the ashes.
Her gaze, like a gentle yet keen thread, slowly fell upon the faces of Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun, clearly capturing the look of shock that instantly appeared on their faces.
Qin Qianluo opened her mouth slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if everything before her was an unbelievable dream.
Su Jinyun's eyes widened, her beautiful eyes revealing deep astonishment and curiosity, as if she were searching for a shocking secret hidden in the mists of time.
Feng Qingyun did not intend to keep them in suspense; she knew that every minute and every second was agonizing for them.
Just like a traveler trapped in a mystery, eagerly hoping to find a way out.
She nodded slightly, and then continued to speak in detail: "The bond between me and Luo Bao is like a strong thread that transcends time and space, and it is not just a connection in this lifetime."
Thinking back to those distant past years, as if they were the beginning of time, they are like a speck of dust in a vast ocean of stars, yet they are so unforgettable, shining brightly in the depths of my memory.
Back then, I was nothing more than a fledgling phoenix, its wings not yet fully grown, ignorant and naive, struggling to survive in a world where the strong prey on the weak and cruelty reigns supreme.
Every howling gust of wind is like a cruel mockery of fate; every sudden flash of lightning is like a sword of death hanging overhead.
Just when I was about to be swallowed up by this ruthless world and almost become someone else's meal, I was on the verge of death.
Like a dazzling sword light piercing through the darkness and illuminating the abyss of despair, Luo Bao, a sword cultivator, appeared.
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