Qingyao raised her eyes and met the gazes of Qi Yue and Yan Qing. On the surface, their expressions were respectful and polite, but in the depths of their eyes, there was a trace of fear like a hidden undercurrent, clear and real, and definitely not a disguise.
She waved her jade hand lightly, and Qi Yue and Yan Qing's bodies shook violently. Their eyes became empty in an instant, as if their souls had been taken away, leaving only their shells staring blankly ahead.
Then, Qingyao tapped lightly with her slender fingers, and a crisp sound seemed to ring the bell of forgetfulness. The eyes of the two gradually focused, but they had already put the thrilling experience just now behind them.
Qi Yue and Yan Qing were anxious and hurriedly surrounded Qingyao, saying with concern: "Ayao, how are you? Are you hurt?"
The poisoners hid themselves when Yan Qing and Qi Yue's memories were wiped, as if they had never existed.
Qingyao held Qi Yue and Yan Qing with her hands respectively, and the three of them supported each other as they staggered towards the border. After stumbling all the way, they finally saw the people coming to pick them up from the border.
Qi Yue saw that his elder brother's tense nerves finally relaxed, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground. His elder brother Qi was quick to step forward and support him and help him up.
After Qingyao had Yan Qing taken back, she drove away. She felt the call of heaven and thought it was because of what happened today.
In the deep mountains and old forests, Qingyao drove slowly, the wheels pressing through the thick fallen leaves, making a rustling sound. Her eyes were deep and peaceful, as if she had already foreseen everything that was going to happen next. Tiandao had already transformed into a middle-aged man, quietly waiting for Qingyao's arrival.
The middle-aged man's clothes fluttered in the wind, and there seemed to be an invisible aura surrounding him. His eyes were steady and had a sharp insight into everything. Seeing Qingyao coming, he nodded slightly, and Qingyao also returned the greeting respectfully.
Tiandao only spoke and said, "Donor, in this small world, you have repeatedly applied laws that do not belong to this small world, which seriously affected the operation of the small world. Please leave the small world." The voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry an irresistible force, echoing in the mountains and forests.
When Qingyao heard this, there was no surprise on her face. She looked into the distance calmly, the breeze gently blew her hair, and her whole body exuded a calm and detached temperament. After she used a large amount of spiritual power, she knew clearly that these actions would prompt the awakening of the Heavenly Dao, and she would eventually face the fate of being expelled.
She returned the greeting to Tiandao again and said slowly: "I will leave in a year. During this time, I will try my best to control the use of spiritual power." Her voice was crisp and firm.
Upon hearing this, Tiandao could only sigh deeply and replied, "Okay." After that, his figure gradually became blurred, as if he had merged into the world, and then disappeared, leaving only a faint fluctuation in the air.
Qingyao quietly looked at Tiandao's departing back, with an elusive light flashing in her eyes, which seemed to contain thousands of words. After a long time, she turned and left. Qingyao's figure slowly disappeared into the depths of the mountains and forests, leaving only the woods that she had disturbed, swaying gently in the breeze.
Qingyao lazily nestled on the sofa in the hotel suite. The light in the hotel room was soft and ambiguous, shining on her delicate face.
The glass of red wine swayed gently in her hand, like a flowing flame, exuding an enchanting aroma. She took a sip, letting the mellow taste spread on her tongue.
The doorbell suddenly broke the silence. Qingyao raised her eyes slightly and looked towards the door. After a brief pause, she pressed the remote control in her hand and called softly, "Come in." There was a hint of imperceptible indifference and alienation in her voice.
A hint of surprise flashed across Qingyao's originally calm eyes. She never expected that the person who came was Lan Yuan.
Lan Yuan walked into the room with a leisurely pace. He was wearing a carefully tailored custom-made suit that fitted his tall figure. Every line seemed to speak of luxury and refinement. He was tall, and his every move exuded an innate noble temperament. His imposing appearance made him worthy of being an outstanding young master from an aristocratic family.
Qingyao half leaned on the armrest of the sofa, her slender fingers gently pinching the handle of the wine glass. As she shook it slightly, the wine slowly slid down the wall of the glass.
Her eyes were hazy, as if covered by a veil. She looked at Lan Yuan with a bit of drunkenness and laziness. Her gaze seemed to linger on Lan Yuan, but it also seemed to penetrate him and look into the unknown distance.
Lan Yuan stood there, feeling uncomfortable as Qingyao stared at him like that.
He subconsciously adjusted his tie, feeling secretly annoyed. It was not his intention to come here, but the news reported by his subordinates forced him to come and see Qingyao.
He tried to calm himself down and not look directly into Qingyao's frightening eyes, but he couldn't help but look at her secretly.
Qingyao gently set down her wine glass, gracefully stood up, and lightly moved towards Lan Yuan. Her eyes flickered, and she looked at him with a hint of amusement. Her lips parted slightly, and her voice was filled with a lazy smile. "I wonder what brings President Lan to my little place?"
Lan Yuan straightened his back slightly and tried to remain calm, but the corners of his clothes that he unconsciously clenched revealed a hint of nervousness in his heart.
He looked directly into Qingyao's eyes and asked, "I came here today to ask, the Taikun copycat in Southeast Asia is gone, did you have someone do it?" As he spoke, he stared at Qingyao's expression, as if trying to find the answer from it.
Upon hearing this, Qingyao couldn't help but chuckle. The laughter was crisp and pleasant, yet seemed to carry endless meaning. She walked forward, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently stroked Lan Yuan's shoulders back and forth, with a hint of amusement in her eyes: "So what if it is, and so what if it isn't? I'm curious, in what capacity does President Lan question me?"
Lan Yuan was somewhat bewildered by her sudden action, but he still forced himself to remain calm and said, "This matter is of great importance. A drug trafficking village with over 10,000 people was reduced to ashes in an instant, leaving no trace. Such power is truly astonishing. I came here because I am afraid that you are a time bomb that will bring harm to the country. I just want to know whether you are an enemy or a friend?" Although his words were sincere, his eyes wandered between Qingyao's smile and his fingertips.
Seeing Lan Yuan's serious expression, Qing Yao suddenly lost interest. She gently pushed Lan Yuan's shoulder with her fingertips, then lazily lay back on the sofa, looked up at him, and said softly, "President Lan, there is no special connection between you and me. There is no need for me to reveal anything to you. Please go back."
Curiosity and a sense of mission mingled within Lan Yuan, making him unwilling to give up easily. He took a step forward, his gaze fixed on Qing Yao, and asked again, "Who are you?"
Qingyao's lips curled up into a playful smile, her eyes fixed on Lan Yuan, throwing out bait: "Want to know who I am? Sure, stay with me for one night."
When Lan Yuan heard this, his ears instantly turned red with shame, and he fell into a fierce struggle in his heart. On the surface, he was a glorious multinational CEO, but in fact, he was a high-level undercover carefully planted by the military, and this multinational group was just a cover for him to obtain intelligence.
Now Qingyao's appearance is like a bombshell. Her mysterious background makes Lan Yuan know that he must find out the truth, but Qingyao is obviously not someone who can be easily manipulated. This puts him in a dilemma and he doesn't know how to choose.
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