"Could it be...that she didn't have reincarnation?"
Until the sun set, Ye Chen still did not find Luo Qingcheng's breath in the reincarnation, and his heart sank.
"Could it be that Qingcheng didn't fall at all?"
"She's just hiding somewhere where even the Eye of Samsara can't see her?"
Doubts surged in Ye Chen's heart like a tide.
He could not find any trace of Luo Qingcheng in the entire universe, which made him feel that things were even more weird.
"That's all."
"Qingcheng is not an ordinary woman. She will definitely come back when the time comes."
Ye Chen put away the Eye of Samsara and decided to put the matter aside for the time being.
"Brother, what are you thinking about?"
At this moment, a voice like a yellow oriole singing in a valley sounded behind Ye Chen.
Ye Chen withdrew his thoughts, the heaviness on his face instantly turned into softness, and he turned around with a smile.
"Xiao Die, it's nothing. I just met two destined people during this earthly experience."
"Oh? Brother, are you going to have a new disciple?"
Xiaodie walked lightly to Ye Chen, tilting her little head, her big, lively eyes filled with curiosity.
"There is a deep karmic connection between me and them."
Ye Chen looked at Xiaodie's cute and curious look and explained with a smile.
"This is a bond, and also a responsibility I must bear."
"I promised Zhang Yuchen that I would make him a top expert."
Xiaodie blinked her beautiful eyes, her tone full of absolute confidence in Ye Chen.
"Whatever my brother wants to do, he can definitely do it!"
In her previous life, it was with Ye Chen's help that she was able to rise from an ordinary mortal to the pinnacle of the Dao, going against the will of heaven.
Xiaodie couldn't control her inner emotions and gently buried her head in Ye Chen's warm chest.
Without her brother, she wouldn't be where she is today.
If it weren't for Ye Chen, she would have died in that mortal world long ago.
If it weren't for Ye Chen giving her the Spirit Liquid of Creation to cleanse her marrow and bones and change her fate, she would not have achieved what she did later.
Ye Chen gently hugged Xiaodie in his arms, and gently stroked her smooth long hair with one hand.
Xiaodie greedily sniffed the unique masculine scent on Ye Chen, and an intoxicating blush crept up on her fair cheeks.
She slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Chen with charming eyes.
The next second, she stood on tiptoe, and her seductive red lips gently touched Ye Chen's lips.
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