Chapter 346 This Mouth
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
elder sister?
Fei Ling's mouth... it's really damn cheap.
These two seemingly casual words, without bias or prejudice, struck right at her sore spot, a place she absolutely could not tolerate.
Her face darkened, her fingers clenched, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
At that moment, I felt the urge to beat him to death as well.
Jiang Xianwan secretly ground his back molars.
Waiting for her to come back!
She absolutely had to teach Fei Ling a lesson for her foul mouth that was always stirring up trouble!
That one word from him is enough to disrupt family harmony!
At this moment, she naturally favored the fox completely, remaining unmoved by anything, and calmly deflected the criticism, saying, "Of course, every single one."
She stared at the fox whose body suddenly stiffened, then changed the subject, her tone ambiguous, "Unlike your Quasi-Emperor Sister, who has eighteen, and likes a little bit of each one."
Fei Ling: "..."
It felt like an arrow had been plunged deep into my heart for no apparent reason.
Besides a strange heartache, what's causing this slight nausea?
His forced innocent smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and the teacup in his hand wobbled, spilling a little hot tea.
She pursed her lips, attempting to sow discord once more, her voice carrying just the right amount of surprise.
"You really don't mind his relationship with Lin Qingran, sister?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Huixue's already tense nerves seemed to tighten even further.
He could clearly feel the temperature behind him seem to have... imperceptibly receded a little distance.
Jiang Xianwan crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his fingertips idly twirling a strand of his dark hair. His expression was obscured by the shadows.
"I'm content if he even glances at me."
In the instant the fox was stunned and bewildered, she suddenly chuckled softly, her voice rising slightly, perfectly mimicking Fei Ling's feigned surprise and innocent tone, and accurately redirecting the conversation back the way it came.
"Isn't the Demon Emperor targeting the World Emperor the same thing?"
Fei Ling: "..."
He was struck in the heart by another arrow.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she silently put down the cup.
My fingertips lingered on the rim of the glass for a moment, and I inexplicably tried to explain in a soft voice.
"You've misunderstood... My relationship with Lin Qingran is not..."
However, Feng Huixue would not allow him to continue his explanation.
He ripped off his outer robe and covered Jiang Xianwan's face with it. His figure flickered like a ghost, bringing a chilling aura as he approached Fei Ling!
Demonic energy and demonic power clashed violently, and with a deafening roar, the entire palace trembled violently, and the beams and pillars groaned under the strain.
His moves were fierce, each strike aimed directly at Fei Ling's...face and lower body, trying to force him out of the bedchamber.
Fei Ling only defended and did not attack, repeatedly moving closer to the bed.
Two immense forces tore at each other violently, and the furnishings in the hall seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hand.
Tables, chairs, jade artifacts, screens... all turned to dust in an instant.
Wherever the demonic energy and demonic power reached, devastation ensued, leaving not a single piece of armor behind.
Then came another deafening roar.
The two forces collided and rushed out of control towards the bed.
Jiang Xianwan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably; he could no longer bear it.
With a flick of his sleeve, he removed the robe covering their heads, and while the two men were still stunned, he unleashed a torrent of oppressive power.
"If you want to fight, go outside and fight!"
thump--
Two muffled thuds.
The Demon Emperor and the Demon King, who were caught off guard, suddenly bent their knees and knelt down.
Feng Huixue didn't feel any other shame. She was secretly annoyed that they had gotten too carried away earlier and that she had been lightly tossed aside. Instead, her ears turned red uncontrollably.
That bitch... but she's a real man.
Fei Ling glanced to the side, then froze, as if she had been frozen in place.
The girl had a cold expression and a casual posture, yet she possessed an inviolable dignity.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her skin was as smooth as jade, and her bright eyes shimmered with a gentle light, like rippling spring water, captivating the soul with every glance.
Her excessively slender waist, wrapped with ribbons three times, outlined a breathtaking curve.
Despite wearing only a simple blue dress, she perfectly blended her exquisite figure with her unparalleled beauty, exuding both aloofness and a hidden allure.
His fingertips casually tapped his knees, and when he looked up, his gaze held a hint of detachment and indifference, yet an indescribable charm emanated from his very bones.
It is captivating and enchanting.
It is breathtaking.
His gaze involuntarily moved upwards, finally settling on the hairpin in her hair.
Her eyes, which had been filled with amazement, suddenly narrowed, instantly replaced by astonishment.
Unconsciously, his five fingers clenched loosely, and a hairpin appeared in his palm.
It's exactly the same as the one in her hair!
Fei Ling even forgot to get up, and just stared blankly up at the sky.
Those lips, naturally imbued with a hint of sweetness, now incredulously lifted, the curve growing ever wider.
Ultimately, it transformed into a joyful smile that seemed to break through all constraints.
"It's you!"
"So it was you!"
He found it!
It's her!
The person he had been searching for so long, the one he had been tossing and turning at night, was actually right in front of him!
Feng Huixue, who was about to unleash a burst of demonic power, suddenly froze in mid-air.
His gaze shifted rapidly, first fixed on the hairpin in Fei Ling's hand, then abruptly turning his head to look at Jiang Xianwan's black hair.
Exactly the same!
Absolutely perfect!
He was struck as if by a silent thunderbolt, frozen in place in a daze.
A desperate thought, like a poisonous vine, madly coiled around his heart.
That little vixen... she really is one of her people!
Jiang Xianwan was also taken aback, forgetting that she still had that hairpin in her hair.
Two identical bone hairpins, seemingly drawn by invisible threads, suddenly floated into the air with a whoosh.
They swirl and hover like reflections in a mirror, shimmering and trembling, as if whispering secrets about untold bonds.
Gazing at the intertwined hairpins in the air, Jiang Xianwan fell into deep thought. At the same time, a chill crept up her spine, making her fingertips go numb.
really.
Fei Ling's peach-blossom-like eyes lit up instantly, her eyes flushed with excitement, and her whole face was covered with a blush of extreme joy.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he opened his mouth, his voice so sweet it could drip honey, and pounced on her with fiery passion!
"Wanwan!"
Feng Huixue: "...!"
Jiang Xianwan: "...?"
Jiang Xianwan was startled by his bright, burning gaze.
With a reflexive leap, he raised his long leg and kicked out, sending him flying several meters.
Almost at the same moment, Feng Huixue rushed forward like a gust of wind.
He forced Fei Ling to mount him and punched him in the face.
"You fucking bastard! You bitch!"
"Who dares to call me 'Wanwan'?!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
The two men, of noble status, were wrestling on the ground in a completely unrefined manner, using rough moves and both fists and feet.
Interspersed throughout are Fei Ling's sticky, tea-scented calls of "Brother" and "Wanwan".
And Feng Huixue's furious, foul-mouthed curses.
After listening for a while, Jiang Xianwan finally pieced together the truth from the chaotic chatter and angry outbursts that Fei Ling had fallen in love with her at first sight...
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