Her mind was in complete chaos, with all sorts of guesses and questions swirling and dancing wildly in her thoughts like leaves in a storm.
She never imagined that things would develop in such an unimaginable and astonishing way; it was all too sudden and too unbelievable.
It was like a bizarre nightmare that plunged her into deep confusion and bewilderment.
The moment Feng Qingyun let out that melodious phoenix cry, Long Nanzhi, who had rushed over, suddenly stopped in her tracks, as if she had been abruptly pulled back by an invisible force.
A look of undisguised shock and disbelief flashed in her eyes, a look as fleeting as a shooting star across the night sky, yet dazzlingly brilliant.
The spiritual energy around her seemed to be violently drawn by some powerful force, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating turbulent waves.
The spiritual energy began to fluctuate violently like a wild horse, as if it was about to break through some long-standing restraints and transform into a more powerful and mysterious form.
Gradually, the spiritual energy around her seemed to solidify into a tangible form, appearing as a dreamlike mist.
The misty spiritual energy surrounded her, swirling and surging like agile sprites, shimmering with a strange and captivating light.
It seemed to be telling of an ancient and mysterious power that was about to awaken and unleash an amazing light.
At this moment, Feng Qingyun, who had already transformed into a phoenix, slowly opened her eyes.
The innocent and naive look in his eyes, as clear as a lake, had vanished, replaced by a faint hint of annoyance.
Her gaze was like two sharp, cold beams, sweeping across everyone present like blades, as if she wanted to see through everyone's thoughts.
Finally, her gaze settled on Qin Qianluo, who was stunned and speechless.
When she saw Qin Qianluo's distraught and helpless appearance, the annoyance in Feng Qingyun's eyes gradually faded, and her gaze softened.
Like a pool of spring water touched by the spring breeze, full of deep affection and longing, just like the lake surface under the warm sun, sparkling, gentle and moving.
It was as if all the beauty in the world had been gathered in those eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the light once again gently enveloped the phoenix's body like a light veil, as if it were a tender embrace from nature.
The phoenix's form began to shrink gradually, as if time were flowing backward. Its enormous body became smaller and smaller, and every change seemed to be the quiet passage of time.
Finally, the phoenix transformed into a small ball of light, radiating a soft and warm glow. As the light dispersed again, the phoenix had returned to its original form as Feng Qingyun.
However, she was no longer the bouncy, innocent child she once was, but had blossomed into a graceful young woman.
She looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with a figure as light as a swallow. Every movement exuded an innate elegance and agility, as if she were a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.
Her refined and otherworldly demeanor, like that of a celestial being descended to earth, inspires awe and admiration.
Her figure was slender and graceful, and every inch of her skin seemed to radiate a soft glow, as if kissed by moonlight.
If it weren't for the fact that the girl's eyes were still as clear and bright as ever, like twinkling stars in the night sky, just like Feng Qingyun's, it would be a different story.
Qin Qianlu could hardly believe her eyes, and she couldn't be sure what kind of graceful and extraordinary young woman was in front of her.
She was Feng Qingyun, whom he had known for a long time and was extremely familiar with, like a family member.
Feng Qingyun was like a wisp of ethereal cloud, drifting down from mid-air with a light and graceful figure, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns.
Without hesitation, she rushed straight into the arms of Qin Qianluo, who was still in a daze, her movements natural and intimate, like a fledgling returning to its nest.
At this moment, her voice was like a silver bell moistened by the morning light, clear and melodious, full of the unique sweetness and liveliness of a young girl in her first bloom.
Every note seemed to leap and dance in the air.
However, the lingering baby voice added a touch of innocence and charm to the sound, much like a gentle breeze in spring, carrying a hint of tenderness and playfulness.
She called out in a soft, sweet voice, "Luo Bao."
This call was like a pebble thrown into a lake, instantly creating ripples in Qin Qianluo's heart and touching the softest and most delicate string deep within her soul.
At this moment, Qin Qianluo's thoughts were like a tangled mess swept by a whirlwind, and the astonishing scenes from just moments ago kept flashing through her mind.
Completely immersed in the immense shock, his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if he were in a dream that was both illusory and real.
But as if driven by an instinct etched deep into his soul, his body subconsciously and slowly raised his hand the moment he heard that familiar yet unfamiliar call.
Her movements were as gentle as if she were caring for the most delicate flower bud in the world, her fingertips touching the girl's head with infinite tenderness and care.
As if afraid that the slightest force would disturb this beauty, she gently caressed it, unconsciously letting out a soft murmur of response.
The response was dreamlike, as if it came from a distant dream, the voice carrying a lingering shock and bewilderment.
After some time, Qin Qianluo seemed to have finally found a sliver of clarity in the chaos.
The fog of confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a clear and discerning look of understanding and deep inquiry.
She slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze like a deep, tranquil lake, gentle yet filled with endless doubt and concern.
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