Chapter 272 I've been waiting for you
Jiang Xianwan tried to appease the man, but despite having many questions, she could only put them aside for the time being.
She placed Lan Bao on a more secluded tree branch, took his hand, and winked, saying, "Let's go."
The beast was only temporarily unconscious and will wake up again. The death energy was largely absorbed by the tombstone and has not completely disappeared. The six sects still need to be careful, as they will be busy.
Di Yin tightened his grip on her hand, his ears turning red as he hummed in agreement.
The two flew hand in hand over the treetops, through the thick darkness of night, and headed straight for the center of the Void Ancient Realm.
However, thinking of something, Jiang Xianwan frowned tightly, "I want to go find my master."
For some reason, she now desperately wanted to see Hua Buxiu.
Tonight's events are inextricably linked to Lin Qingran. She doesn't know what kind of wicked scheme the female lead and the system are plotting, whether they simply want to steal the spiritual power of the Spirit Tower, or whether they want to take advantage of the chaos in the Void Ancient Realm to achieve some other purpose.
Neither of these scenarios will be a good thing.
She was extremely anxious at the moment, and it seemed that only by standing next to Hua Buxiu could she calm down.
Di Yin noticed her unease and said gently, "I will go find Yun Weize."
He was also somewhat anxious and wanted to discuss with Yun Weize how to suppress Lin Qingran as soon as possible and find a way to remove what was behind her.
Without needing to say anything, the two understood each other's thoughts. Jiang Xianwan nodded slightly and turned to leave in the direction Hua Buxiu had gone.
Midway through, they encountered a small wave of awakened beasts, and Jiang Xianwan descended from the sky holding a pot.
With a series of loud "bangs," several chubby, snarling, and menacing strange rats were knocked unconscious.
They used two more pots to knock out the giant rat king, which was more than half a person tall.
He Weiyu deftly pulled out a rope used to tether spirit beasts, tied it up like a dumpling, wiped his sweat, and limply wrapped his arm around Jiang Xianwan's shoulder.
"We had just arrived here when we noticed some mice emerging from underground."
"I never imagined that even though they've gotten so fat, they could still run so fast."
She added, somewhat hurt, "He's heartless. He doesn't even recognize us, his old friends who used to eat sunflower seeds and fruit together."
Jiang Xian looked at her up and down, "Are you alright?"
"You're hurt." He Weiyu pouted, and under her suddenly tense gaze, she quickly pinched the soft flesh on her waist with a smile. "Your little heart is injured, Junior Sister Jiang, do you want to take a look?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..." How should I look? Should I take off his clothes to look? Or should I touch his chest to look?
When did the gentle and kind Senior Sister He learn to be so glib and flirtatious?
Seeing that her breathing was unstable and her spiritual energy was somewhat depleted, he took out a few bottles of pills and pretended to be sad, saying, "There's no need to look. I'm afraid Senior Sister He will fall in love with me."
He Weiyu chuckled, lightly punched her, and distributed the Rejuvenation Pills to the other disciples.
Jiang Xianwan looked at Pei Chang'an and several disciples of the Eternal Sect, "Fellow Daoist Lin is not here?"
Pei Chang'an's expression changed, instantly becoming more somber. "We got separated."
Not long ago, he encountered a small horde of beasts. He couldn't keep a close eye on Lin Qingran all the time, and before he knew it, she was gone.
Jiang Xianwan's eyes darkened slightly.
Lost?
They probably wanted to do something that was inconvenient to do under Pei Chang'an's nose, so they sneaked away.
"Is Master Wu in a bad mood lately?"
She had barely uttered three words when she saw Pei Chang'an, whose lips always held a warm smile, turn an even more unpleasant expression, as fast as turning the pages of a book.
It's like eating some kind of poop.
He Weiyu remained calm and gave her a look: There's big news!!!
As for what big news it is, it's best not to ask too many questions.
Jiang Xianwan didn't ask any more questions. Based solely on Yun Weize's description and Pei Chang'an's reaction, she was completely certain that Wu Miao had been forced into a master-disciple relationship with Lin Qingran.
She was in a hurry to find Hua Buxiu, so she exchanged a few words with He Weiyu before waving goodbye and leaving.
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The night in the Void Ancient Realm was so deep it seemed frozen, with only the shadowy silhouettes of a few nearby trees clearly visible.
The young man staggered, his heavy footsteps snapping the withered branches and leaves with a few crisp sounds.
He was breathing heavily, his breath filled with suppressed pain and agitation on the verge of collapse.
Stumbling and falling, he leaned against a tree, his long, slender fingers showing prominent veins and his fingertips were grayish-white.
Beneath her wispy eyelashes, her eyes were shrouded in a thick, lustful mist, and the spiderweb-like strands of black hair on her cheeks added a touch of alluring demonic charm to her beautiful face.
He suddenly pressed his forehead heavily against the wall, his jawline taut as if carved by a knife, the veins on the side of his neck throbbing wildly, and his body arching violently.
The five fingers suddenly withdrew their force, the knuckles embedding themselves into the tree trunk, trying to squeeze out a sliver of clarity from the mud and peel away the craving that clung to their bones.
As the finger was pulled out, beads of blood dripped from the fingertip and fell to the ground.
The blazing blade, with a mere feint, plunged deep into his chest.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale. With his remaining strength, he gripped the sharp blade and twisted it through his flesh.
"Hmm..."
The sharp pain did not stop his mind from falling into an abyss. The last glimmer of light in his eyes quickly faded away, like a precious piece of glass or jade, shattered into pieces.
Like a puppet being manipulated, they stiffly moved around the ancient tree.
The green robe silently brushed against the vegetation, staining it with mottled bloodstains. Under the pale moonlight, it trailed a strikingly beautiful pattern before disappearing into the forest in the blink of an eye.
While pretending to fend off the attacks of several strange beasts, Lin Qingran deliberately smudged her cheeks, her eyes constantly darting around anxiously.
Until a tall, slender figure emerged from the woods, entered her line of sight, and walked straight toward her.
With a single sword strike, he forced back a strange beast, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
A soft chuckle.
"I've been waiting for you."
"Flowers, no, rest."
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