Qin Qianluo sat quietly to the side, watching Feng Qingyun's agitated state. Her angry expression resembled that of a child throwing a tantrum.
His facial expressions were rich and varied, sometimes angry, sometimes aggrieved, which was both funny and cute, making people unable to help but smile.
She shook her head slightly, her eyes full of doting and helplessness, as if to say, "You're still so childish."
Then, she slowly shifted her gaze from Feng Qingyun, and like a slowly rotating camera lens, gently turned it towards Long Nanzhi.
My thoughts drifted back to that slightly thrilling and unexpected scene.
At that time, Qin Qianluo accidentally saved Long Nanzhi.
In their subsequent conversation, Long Nanzhi explicitly and confidently stated that it was her master who sent her on a long journey to find her.
However, no matter how hard Qin Qianluo racked her brains, she could not have foreseen this.
The connection between myself and Xin Ziming was like a complex, intricate web, with every strand intertwined with the others.
They were so closely intertwined, as if they were water and milk, and so deep that it was astonishing and breathtaking.
Qin Qianluo slightly furrowed her slender, beautiful eyebrows, and a thoughtful expression instantly appeared on her delicate face.
She lowered her head slightly, her eyes focused, as if trying to dig out every potentially useful detail from the depths of her memory.
She carefully sorted through the various clues in her mind, trying to find the key to unravel the mystery from this tangled mess.
After thinking for a long time, she finally slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with a searching light and an expectant look.
She asked Long Nanzhi in a soft and gentle voice, "Now calm down and think back carefully and seriously."
Do you remember why your master repeatedly instructed you to come find me?
Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, as if afraid of disturbing Long Nanzhi's thoughts. Every word seemed to carry concern and curiosity, floating softly in the air.
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's question, Long Nanzhi's once bright eyes instantly dimmed, and she slowly shook her head.
Her long, flowing black hair swayed gently with this movement, like a silent sigh.
She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a shadow that seemed to envelop her thoughts as well.
At this moment, the unusual things she had noticed in the space that day involuntarily surfaced in her mind, and that scene played back clearly in front of her like a movie.
A moment later, she subconsciously bit her lip, her luscious lips turning slightly white under her force, revealing her inner turmoil and hesitation.
Her eyes were filled with struggle, as if she was thinking about how to accurately and clearly describe that strange experience.
At the same time, they worry that their descriptions might cause unnecessary misunderstandings or speculations.
After a long silence, the air around them seemed to grow heavy because of it.
Finally, as if she had mustered all her courage, she slightly raised her head, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
She said softly but clearly, "I really can't be sure if my perception is wrong."
I remember one time, I was in space as usual.
The surroundings were so quiet that it seemed as if time itself had stopped flowing, with only the soft sound of one's own breathing echoing in the silence.
Just as I was immersed in this seemingly isolated silence, a very familiar spiritual power flashed by in an instant, like a brilliant shooting star streaking across the dark night sky.
I was all too familiar with that unique aura of spiritual energy; it was clearly my master's.
As she spoke, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, as if she were recalling the feeling of that moment, but then the surprise was replaced by deep doubt.
"At that moment, my heart was filled with surprise and doubt. I was surprised because I seemed to have caught my master's aura in this vast unknown, as if I had some kind of subtle connection with him."
What's puzzling is why this spiritual energy appeared so suddenly, without any warning, as if it had suddenly intruded from another dimension.
However, before I could carefully sense and discern the deeper information contained in that spiritual power...
It was only a fleeting moment, like the blink of an eye, like a flash in the pan, before that familiar spiritual energy quickly dissipated.
Like a candle flame extinguished in an instant by an invisible gust of wind, it seemed as if it had never existed.
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