Chapter 571: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (26)
Her back remained frozen, and she finally let go of his hand that was around her wrist.
Silence surrounded the two of them.
The man's jade-like wrist dropped dazedly on the side of the bed, and as she spoke, coldness emerged in his dark eyes.
"Yes, I... have someone I like."
Suddenly, there was no sound between heaven and earth, and those words kept echoing in my mind.
Zong Qingchuan sat up in a daze. His heart felt like it had been thrown into an ice cellar, rolled around for a while, and then put back into his body, his whole body was stiff.
Overwhelmed, confused, and in pain.
He stood up and saw that she was still standing there, her back looking just as lonely and gloomy as his.
"Isn't it me?"
The moment he didn't get a positive answer, he still wanted to deceive himself again.
"No." Lin Muqing's heart tightened and he quickly left the room.
Zong Qingchuan chased after her directly, and just as she stopped in the garden, her sleeve was pulled.
"Master, can we go back to the way we were before?"
"Then you must promise me to get rid of those inappropriate thoughts in your mind."
She knew it, she noticed it.
Even though, he didn't say it directly.
But she still wanted to be with him.
"...Okay." Zong Qingchuan's tall figure seemed to slump, and his peerless face turned pale. He stood beside her and clutched her sleeves even tighter.
The girl turned around with tears in her eyes and raised her head. It seemed that he was in her eyes, but he was not.
Her sparkling almond-shaped eyes seemed to be covered with mist at this moment, and Zong Qingchuan could not see her expression or her thoughts.
"Go take a shower. Congratulations on successfully passing the fusion period."
The man in front of her had bloody clothes and a fragile look in his eyes. She took out the lucky bag she had just taken out, raised the hand that was clenched in his sleeve, opened her palm, put the lucky bag in his hand, then stood with her hands hanging down to avoid unnecessary physical contact.
"Qingchuan, I have something to do. I will be back within ten days."
This time she said it very clearly and decisively.
He was just about to ask if they could go together, as he was afraid that she would leave and never come back.
"Master..."
"You are fine."
Zong Qingchuan watched her disappear helplessly. This time, even with his Mahayana strength, he was unable to find any trace of her.
Or maybe she used a spell to deliberately hide it from him.
After a long moment, he frowned, and a sense of coldness spread to every part of his body. The pale blood vessels in his neck twitched, and the madness that lingered around his body made people shudder.
"Who is the person I like?..."
"Master, I won't give up..."
Don't worry if you have someone you like, he will chase them all away.
He would let her have only him.
She held the lucky bag close to her chest and smelled it carefully. It was the unique fragrance left by her hands.
Ten days were such torture.
The master asked him to take a bath and heat the water first.
The cold and crazy figure disappeared in the garden.
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There were candles burning in the candlesticks next to the bathtub.
In the oval bathtub, a handsome man with black hair hanging over the edge of the tub has his eyes half-closed and his head tilted back. The steaming hot air blurs his flawless fair skin.
The evenly distributed muscles make him look thin when dressed and muscular when undressed, and they are exposed to the air.
There was also a frighteningly thick branch.
Lin Muqing went out for a walk and came back, hiding in the dark. When she found him, she saw this scene.
A handsome man with a gloomy and strong temperament, he has a particularly attractive temperament.
Get out quickly.
"Master..." the man murmured softly in a low and stubborn voice. His shout was deep and lingering, wrapping her in circles like a fishing net.
She stopped at the screen and replied softly through the screen.
"Um."
Remind him.
Inside the screen.
Zong Qingchuan quickly stood up from the bathtub, his long wet hair reaching his waist, his tall and perfect figure, he stretched out his arms to put on his clothes at a loss.
The light purple skirt fluttered past the edge of the screen.
"Master... I..."
But when he went out, she was gone.
He was so panicked that he never thought she would come back.
There was a letter left on the pearwood table.
: Zong Qingchuan, you should not get lost in the emotion of love, you should be firm in your beliefs, longevity is your goal.
Immortality?
Of course he remembered.
But Master, loving you and immortality are not contradictory.
Just see it, how can you hide it from the master?
Until the next day, Zong Qingchuan still didn't see her.
He forced himself to calm down and took out the ancient book.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he read carefully page by page.
As time went by, each of the unfamiliar and incomprehensible characters was imprinted in Zong Qingchuan's mind. He read and understood them.
There was only shock and secret madness in my heart.
It turns out that the effect of formations can be so powerful.
The formation that imprisons the god will weaken his spiritual power by 90%.
It is impossible to get out of the formation in a short time, and the person who is in charge of the formation has to make arrangements.
But deep down, he was still unwilling to do this to his master.
What if there is danger and the master has no strength to fight it...
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