They were all secretly memorized, like precious treasures.
As the scene unfolds, a hint of worry, difficult to conceal, gradually emerges on her previously calm face.
It was as if a pebble had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples of unease.
This "Jade Shadow" has a cunning and unpredictable style of doing things, like a sly fox moving in the dark night, stealthily sneaking in the shadows.
Every step was planned with extreme secrecy, making it difficult to trace their movements.
Even possessing the Feng Qingyun system is like possessing an incomparably sharp sword.
However, when faced with the mystery of "Jade Shadow," it was as if they had hit an invisible and solid wall, and all their investigations were like throwing a stone into the sea, leaving no trace.
This profound sense of powerlessness, like a heavy gloom, weighed heavily on their hearts, making their mood increasingly somber and causing them endless headaches.
Qin Qianluo frowned slightly, her brows resembling delicate and fragile flower buds just sprouting in spring, yet shrouded in a thin mist of sorrow.
She asked herself the question, her voice as soft as a nightingale's song, yet carrying a hint of urgency, like a hurried eddy in a babbling brook.
Tong Fengqingyun said, "Yunbao, even now, you still have no clue and can't find any trace of Yuying?"
This person's existence is like a time bomb buried deep beneath the vast land of Chengxiao Kingdom, silently counting down in the darkness.
It could explode at any moment, bringing catastrophic destruction to the entire country; it is a huge and extremely dangerous hidden danger.
Although she may lie low for a period of time, once she strikes, the world will change dramatically, a bloodbath will sweep in, and countless lives will be lost.
Each of her evil deeds resulted in the loss of life and widespread suffering.
She paused slightly, a hint of pity and worry in her eyes, and continued, "Take what happened today, for example..."
Although the number of casualties is relatively small compared to similar tragedies in the past, this one is still relatively small.
Even so, those were still vibrant lives, each carrying the hopes and dreams of a family, vanishing in an instant, turning to nothing.
If she continues to commit evil so recklessly, like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins, and if such human tragedies occur again, it will be a serious threat.
The people of Chengxiao will likely be mired in an endless quagmire of fear from now on, forever living in that ever-present and inescapable shadow.
If this continues, the entire country will descend into turmoil and chaos; the nation will cease to exist.
Within the space, Feng Qingyun was surrounded by a soft, dreamlike light, as if it gathered all the beauty and mystery of the world within it.
When he heard Qin Qianluo's question, which was filled with both expectation and worry, he began to explore every single word and every path related to "Jade Shadow" in a deep and comprehensive way.
Every data screening and analysis is like trying to catch a fleeting shooting star in the vast starry sky—difficult and full of unknowns.
However, time slipped away quietly in this tense and almost frozen atmosphere, like fine sand in an hourglass, falling silently and mercilessly.
When this round of all-out search finally ended, the result was the same as before, plunging people into a deep quagmire of frustration and helplessness.
She was like a lonely bird lost in the endless darkness, soaring high but never finding a place of hope to perch, gaining nothing in the end.
Feng Qingyun's voice, originally clear and soft, seemed to carry the warmth of the spring sun and could dispel all the gloom in the world like a spring breeze and rain.
At this moment, it couldn't help but be tinged with a heavy sense of dejection and loss, revealing a deep sense of helplessness, just like the yellow leaves falling in late autumn.
With endless desolation and loneliness, she slowly said, "Luo Bao, I still can't find even the slightest trace of 'Jade Shadow'."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's bright, star-like eyes dimmed instantly, as if shrouded in a thick gloom, losing their former brilliance.
She sighed softly, a sigh that was like a gentle breeze, quietly brushing across the calm, mirror-like surface of a lake, creating ripples of helplessness and melancholy.
The ripples slowly spread through her heart and then throughout her body. She knew that this matter was not something that could be resolved overnight or easily.
Just like untangling a tangled mess of threads that has been intertwined for thousands of years, it requires a calm mind and immense patience to unravel it slowly.
So she forced herself to suppress the surging, almost overwhelming, anxiety that was welling up inside her.
The emotions surged wildly within her like a caged beast. She lowered her eyes slightly, offering a silent reassurance to Feng Qingyun.
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