Qin Du turned his head and looked at Leng Yan in a daze. Finally, he responded bitterly with "OK". Seeing his expression, Leng Yan seemed to be reluctant and said, "Go back and think about it carefully. Don't let this matter disturb your mind."
I will never leave Qingyuan Sect. This is where our fate began, and it will also end."
After hearing this, although Qin Du didn't understand what Leng Yan said, he nodded silently and walked out.
Leng Yan suddenly called out to him from behind, cast a curse on him, causing his face, which was 60% similar to hers, to return to its previous appearance. Finally, she gave him a jade pendant and said, "From now on, don't interfere in my affairs. It has nothing to do with you."
After Qin Du left, Leng Yan sat back down and continued to read the document in her hand. Looking at Mo beside her, she thought that Qin Du, despite years of cultivating immortality, still had some naiveté. She felt a sense of helplessness. Was the rebirth Qin Du talked about reliable? Could it be a dream and a misunderstanding?
Suddenly, Leng Yan felt an itch in her throat and couldn't help but cover her mouth and cough. When she took her hand away again, a spot of bright red appeared on her hand, and even the sleeves of her white robe were stained with a few small red plum blossoms.
Leng Yan calmed the burning feeling in her chest, then looked around at the furnishings of Qingfeng Palace. She couldn't help but think of what she had said to Qin Du. Qingyuanzong was not only the place where she originated and where her fate ended, but also the place where she would be buried.
Fate is fixed and cannot be changed, so why bother dragging unnecessary people into it and bringing bad luck upon themselves? Thinking of this, Leng Yan once again lowered her head to look at the document in her hand.
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The next day, many sects learned the news that Leng Yan had woken up yesterday. They were extremely happy for a while and came to Qingyuan Sect together today to thank Leng Yan.
After dealing with all those people, it was already evening. Leng Yan had drunk a lot of wine, so when he returned to Qingfeng Hall, he planned to deal with the remaining documents. However, he got drunk after reading a few books and fell asleep on the table.
Gong Cang originally thought that Leng Yan had drunk a lot of alcohol today. His injury had just healed, and drinking today might cause something bad to him, so he thought of coming to see how Leng Yan was doing.
As a result, as soon as he entered Qingfeng Hall, he saw Leng Yan sleeping on the table. His heart was filled with tenderness for a moment. He walked up to her quietly, carefully took Leng Yan's pulse and made sure that there was nothing serious. Only then did he feel relieved.
Then he looked at Leng Yan who was sleeping on the table and was mesmerized for a moment. The moment his fingertips gently reached out and touched Leng Yan's jade-like cheek, Gong Cang sighed with satisfaction in his heart.
He shouldn't have touched Leng Yan. He knew that if he dared to touch her while she was drunk, he would never see her again.
Gong Cang looked at this person whom he loved and hated, and for a moment he didn't know how to treat him in the future. He had countless reasons to love her but he hated her ruthlessness.
Finally, Gong Cang called them over and asked them to help Leng Yan wash up and put her on the bed to rest. But just as the servants were helping Leng Yan to stand up, she woke up with her head still groggy. She struggled to get rid of the servants' support.
Then he noticed Gong Cang standing nearby and asked, "Did something happen in the sect? Why did you come to see me so late?"
Gong Cang replied: "Nothing, I just saw you drank today and I was worried that it might be bad for your health, so I came to see you." Leng Yan nodded lightly and turned to walk inside.
When Gong Cang saw her leave, he turned around and left Qingfeng Palace and returned to where he lived.
The following days passed quickly like flowing water. Another half month passed and it was already late autumn. The weather had inevitably turned colder. On this day, Qingyu and others came to Leng Yan to discuss matters. They were discussing that some sects wanted to use resources in exchange for the opportunity to practice on a spiritual vein belonging to the Qingyuan Sect.
Qingyuan Sect looked down upon the resources provided by that sect. The most important thing was that the elder who led the team was unreasonable. Leng Yan didn't want to fight with him, so he discussed with the others how to deal with the elder's unreasonable behavior.
Just when the discussion was about to end, there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power in the hall. After sensing the familiar fluctuation of spiritual power, several people did not react for a while, and then Leng Yan was hugged from behind.
The peach blossom fragrance mixed with the smell of blood from the man hugging her filled Leng Yan's nose. Seeing the intimate posture of the two, Qingyu and the other two looked unhappy.
Leng Yan's face turned as cold as ice. The next second, the Suchen sword appeared in his hand. Leng Yan stabbed the sword behind him without mercy. Wen Shi dodged it in an instant. Leng Yan stood up very quickly and circulated spiritual power in one hand.
Sharp ice cones chased Wen Shi and stabbed him, and the other hand slapped him hard. Wen Shi was seriously injured and could not dodge in time. The spiritual power contained in the palm directly hit him against the wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
But Leng Yan did not stop. She stabbed Wen Shi with the Su Chen sword in her hand. Wen Shi struggled to dodge, but was finally stabbed in the left shoulder by the Su Chen sword. Leng Yan looked at him expressionlessly.
Then he walked to Wen Shi who was kneeling on the ground, grasped the hilt of the Su Chen sword, and pulled out the Su Chen sword. In an instant, the blood gushing out of the wound on Wen Shi's shoulder soaked most of his clothes, and Wen Shi's face turned pale.
Qingyu and the others just stood aside and watched, no one intervened.
The next second, Leng Yan reached out, pinching Wen Shi's jaw with her slender thumb and index finger, forcing him to look up and meet her gaze. Leng Yan looked at the small wound on Wen Shi's face, then at the wounds on his body, and sensed the weakness emanating from his aura. Leng Yan's lips curled slightly, then parted her red lips slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone:
"Master, you are in such a mess right now!"
Wen Shi raised his eyes and met Leng Yan's gaze. When he heard this, his Adam's apple rolled and the madness in his eyes fell into Leng Yan's eyes. Wen Shi suddenly reached out and grabbed Leng Yan's hand that was about to be retracted.
Then, he pulled Leng Yan hard, and Leng Yan fell into his arms. Without waiting for Leng Yan to react, Wen Shi lifted up Leng Yan's silver hair that was covering her neck, then leaned over and bit Leng Yan's neck hard.
Leng Yan felt a stinging pain in her neck and wanted to struggle, but she didn't know where Wen Shi got the strength from, as he held her in his arms and she couldn't break free.
When Wen Shi realized that the person in his arms was about to attack again, he let go of his hand. Leng Yan quickly broke free and slapped Wen Shi hard in the face.
Wen Shi didn't mind. After his face was slapped, he turned his head and looked at Leng Yan and smiled. Then he wiped Leng Yan's blood from his lips with his own blood-stained hand.
Seeing Leng Yan forming seals with his hands again as if he wanted to kill Wen Shi directly, the people beside him finally came back to their senses from their shock, walked over quickly and stopped Leng Yan's actions.
Leng Yan glanced coldly at Wen Shi, who was looking at him with a storm in his eyes. He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly realized something. He turned to look at Wen Shi and asked angrily, his tone losing its usual coldness: "What are you doing?"
Wen Shi looked at Leng Yan with a wicked smile and said, "Yan'er, guess what?" Leng Yan was about to move when she felt as if her body was restrained by something and she couldn't move.
Then everyone saw that the same formation appeared under the two people. A red thing like a silk thread appeared at the wrists of the two people in the two formations, and then they met and tied together in the air.
When the light from the formation faded away, Leng Yan clearly felt that there seemed to be some connection between herself and Wen Shi.
She suddenly felt that all this was extremely boring, so she turned and left Qingfeng Palace. Qingyu and the others behind her were finally able to move. They wanted to chase Leng Yan, but were repelled by her spiritual power. They had no choice but to turn around and see how Wen Shi was doing.
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