Chapter 566: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (21)
Zong Qingchuan opened the door to the courtyard for her. The interior was decorated in a feminine style.
"Has anyone lived here before?" She stepped into the house, a luxurious, elegant, and spacious cottage with four entrances.
"No, when this place was built, I thought that my master could come and live here for some time." He just thought about it and never thought it would come true.
"You're thoughtful."
Zong Qingchuan made the bed himself, and when he was stopped, he brought up the name of his master to show his filial piety to her.
Does she have any reason to refuse?
One can only admire from behind his straight back, how seductive it is when he bends.
…
Lin Muqing stayed here at night.
Zong Qingchuan's three-story attic is next door, and when he is alone, he will look crazy and obsessive.
He held the sword manual she left behind in his hand and read it again. It was because of this sword manual that he was promoted so quickly and was able to defeat so many people above his level. He was very grateful.
Even if the sword manual is well preserved, it has become curved after being read every night.
Finally met her.
I miss Master so much.
He liked this title very much at this moment, because it meant that he had a reason to get close to her.
They were not strangers yet.
"Master...I miss you so much."
When he fell asleep, he was alone, lying on the bed, surrounded by endless loneliness, and he couldn't help but whisper.
Just like the tens of thousands of days and nights before.
The difference was, at least this time, she was very close.
Right next door.
Zong Qingchuan sometimes hated this inner demon. If there was no inner demon, would he have been able to ascend and go to her world!
So he must eliminate the demon in his heart!
He doesn't want short-term fantasies, he wants long-term ones...
He couldn't sleep all night and could only sit cross-legged to practice.
*
The next morning.
Lin Muqing got up early. She did not sleep last night as she was practicing. She cast a spell casually and her dress looked brand new.
She walked outside to the peach garden.
The man was dressed in white, tall and slender, handsome as a jade, standing quietly under the peach tree. He was undoubtedly handsome and had a temperament that made her heart beat.
Lin Muqing remained calm.
The man seemed to be waiting for her on purpose.
"...Master, good morning." Zong Qingchuan watched her approach without blinking.
The light purple layers of soft fabric on the girl's body outlined her graceful figure. Her appearance was generous and beautiful. Her waist was slender and could be held in one hand. She smiled at him slowly.
"Good morning, you've been waiting here for so long, you can't wait to upgrade, right?"
"Yeah." Zong Qingchuan accepted the reason, took out a lot of fragrant breakfast from the storage bag, and placed it on the stone table.
"I don't know what Master likes to eat, but I bought it all."
"It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, we are all fasting." Although Lin Muqing said this, he still sat with him at the stone table in the peach courtyard.
We had breakfast together.
Seeing the fish balls he was eating, a smile appeared on my lips unconsciously.
Before leaving.
She took out a set of clothes and said, "This set of clothes is for you. It is a defensive... spiritual weapon. I have been to the Abyss of the Darkness once. I wonder if the danger has changed now."
Zong Qingchuan obediently changed into new defensive vestments, which were light blue, men's clothing. His eyes as deep as the sea stared at the sleeves that had just fit him.
Did she prepare it specifically or for someone else?
He had no right to ask.
"Master, let's go by aircraft."
He took out a ship-shaped flying machine, which was a mid-level holy weapon.
Before Lin Muqing could react, he had already grabbed her wrist and put her on the aircraft.
When she frowned, Zong Qingchuan said, "Master, you were the one who brought me to the flying machine before. Now that I have the ability, let me do something to repay you."
"...Okay." Lin Muqing looked thoughtful and stopped asking any further questions. She thought that he was quite capable and knew how to let her let down her guard.
*
The Abyss of the Underworld is quite far away from Zixiao City, and it takes the Sword of Destiny half a month to fly there.
However, the speed of a holy weapon-level aircraft is very fast and it consumes high-quality spirit stones. Zong Qingchuan is not short of money now, and the most abundant thing he has is spirit stones, and he also has more than a dozen spirit vein mines.
So it only took them two days to reach the small town near the Abyss of Infinity.
During these two days, Zong Qingchuan and she were flying in the air, as if they were the only two people left between heaven and earth.
Lin Muqing asked him little by little about the developments over the past hundred years, and Zong Qingchuan told her everything he knew. If she had asked him personally, he would have answered more positively.
The two of them kept talking about the topic, and Lin Muqing was very careful about what he said, without any hint of teasing.
Even if he had, she misinterpreted the meaning.
The forest in the distance was shrouded in pitch-black spiritual mist, as thick as ink. Occasionally, there would be the roar of a giant beast, followed by a terrifying silence.
"We're almost there, Qingchuan, you must follow me closely..."
"Master, the fog is black, it's easy to lose track."
The man in the breeze and bright moon looked innocent, simply stating the facts, and then suggested:
"Only by holding hands can you not lose me."
She was very hesitant, but seemed more afraid that something might happen to him, so she held his wrist.
Even though there was a sleeve between them, the temperature still warmed his heart. At this moment, he wanted to keep walking.
Folding the flying machine, they rode together on the sword straight into the black mist.
The Abyss of Nowhere has a height restriction, forcing him to put away his sword.
Lin Muqing did not restrict him and pulled him to fly towards the edge of the cliff.
The purple and blue skirts touched each other and fluttered backwards in the wind.
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