What she had to do was to let Jiang Qingfan see the true faces of these people.
She herself has no ability, but Jiang Qingfan does. If she doesn't give them guidance, I'm afraid that by the time the mission is not completed, both of them will die.
Jun Li leaned her head on his chest. After a long while, she stammered, "They don't like me."
There was not much fluctuation in his tone, but he sounded particularly lost.
Jiang Qingfan suddenly remembered the time when he met her. Although she was a demon, she lived a carefree life. It was nothing like now, where she was ostracized in everything.
People outside said that she seduced him and took advantage of him, but in fact, only he knew what the truth was.
Her voice came from his arms again: "They said that I would leave you sooner or later."
When Jiang Qingfan heard this, he knew what it meant.
She didn't understand, but he knew that if he really ascended, she was just a fairy and would not be able to follow him. In other words, she would be alone at that time.
Ascension has always been his long-cherished wish. It’s not that he longs for it, but everyone thinks so. Over time, he has engraved this idea in his heart and has been moving towards this goal.
Now that both ascension and she were before him, Jiang Qingfan suddenly had a choice.
After a long silence, he rested his chin on her hair. The faint fragrance of peach blossoms on her head filled his nose. Jiang Qingfan gently kissed the petals. She seemed to feel something and wanted to look up, but Jiang Qingfan's action restricted her movement.
"No."
He answered like this.
He would not abandon her. From the day she decided to follow him up the mountain, she had become his responsibility. This responsibility was even a thousand times heavier than the responsibility of practicing Buddhism, and he was unwilling to give up this responsibility.
The fourth petal lit up.
Jun Li rubbed against his arms: "I don't want to leave you."
"Um."
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Fu Yue held a corner of the gauze dress in her hand. The wind blew in from all directions, blowing her gauze dress up.
This was the first time she wore this type of clothes. Although she was a woman, she was a strict monastic. The clothes she wore in the past were all tightly wrapped, not like the way she was wearing them now.
She felt a little uneasy, as his room was right in front of her.
Shen Ge told herself that she didn't have to be afraid of anything, just go in, he would definitely like it.
She chose a time when the furnace was not there and came over.
The room was pitch black. She held her breath and pushed open the door. She could only vaguely see a little bit of something, but it was not clear. She closed the door with her backhand and slowly moved towards the bed.
The room was filled with his scent, and her heartbeat quickened with every step she took.
When her legs touched the edge of the bed, she blushed and called out softly, "Yuan Qiong Immortal Lord."
It was a voice and accent she had never used before. Before she called out, she subconsciously thought of the voice of the Peach Blossom Demon when she was acting coquettishly. She felt that Jiang Qingfan liked the Peach Blossom Demon calling him in that voice. Although she scolded the Peach Blossom Demon for being shameless in her heart, she still imitated it with some deliberateness.
No one responded to her.
She waited for a while, then mustered up her courage, took off her shoes and socks, and climbed directly onto the soft bed. The bedding was filled with his scent. Fu Yue slowly lay down, her body stiff.
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