As time passed, night fell.
Jiang Yuetong finally stopped cultivating, opened her clear and cold eyes, stood up, lightly patted the dust off her clothes, and sighed inwardly.
She has only cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Divine Technique to the third form, and for some reason, she has not made any breakthroughs in the past few years.
Each time I tried to cultivate, it felt like I was hitting a barrier that I couldn't break through no matter how hard I tried.
Jiang Yuetong was troubled by this for a long time.
The cat demon king of the Northern Region, who is also Jiang Yuetong's father, is also cultivating the third form of the Heavenly Thunder God Technique. I wonder if he has broken through after all this time.
Jiang Yuetong really wanted to go back and take revenge, but she wasn't confident she could defeat the cat demon king, so she endured until now.
Thinking of that scumbag who assassinated his wife and daughter, a ruthless glint flashed in her dark eyes, and her hands, hanging at her sides, clenched into fists.
One day, he will pay the price!
That damned person won't be happy for long.
Jiang Yuetong quickly pulled herself together, but she was still very agitated. She took a deep breath.
As if sensing something, just as I turned my head to look, I saw a wisp of white mist with demonic energy flying over.
At the same time, Lu Jingliang's deep and gentle voice rang in his ears: "Madam, please take good care of yourself."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong reached out to touch the white mist, which instantly dispersed, revealing a small wooden house in front of her.
As if freed from all restraints, the small cabin spun rapidly, growing larger as it plummeted downwards.
With a deafening bang, a brightly lit wooden house fell to the ground.
Jiang Yuetong jumped down from the tree branch, stepped into the wooden house to look inside, and found that the layout was almost exactly the same as Wangxi Pavilion.
Jiang Yuetong raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself: Did he send this wooden house over so that she wouldn't have to live a life of hardship in the forest?
That's something only Lü Jingliang could do.
She smiled gently, a warm feeling washing over her.
Turning around and continuing towards the second floor, Jiang Yuetong saw three large rooms and instinctively went to the left.
As soon as I opened the door, I found that the room layout was exactly the same, so the room next door must be the study.
With that thought in mind, Jiang Yuetong went over to take a look and felt as if all the books in her study had been moved over.
Jiang Yuetong couldn't help but chuckle.
Just then, Li Qingrong's voice came from outside.
"Jiang Yuetong, are you inside?!"
She used her spiritual power to send a voice: "Come in!"
Before long, a figure appeared in a flurry of activity. Li Qingrong watched and exclaimed, "You're really amazing! You actually brought things from Huanhai Prefecture over here."
Jiang Yuetong smiled and remained silent.
Li Qingrong continued talking to herself, "I just heard some noises coming from over here. I thought you had encountered a monster attack. It really scared me to death."
Still receiving no response, Li Qingrong turned her gaze to Jiang Yuetong.
Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, Li Qingrong's eyes rolled slightly, as if she had thought of something, and she suddenly realized: "Oh, I know."
She paused for a moment before moving closer, asking mysteriously, "The cabin wasn't sent by your man, was it?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong raised her delicate eyebrows and softened her voice considerably: "Yes, he's just worrying unnecessarily."
Li Qingrong was speechless.
Even though Lü Jingliang wasn't here, she still felt like a third wheel.
Li Qingrong said quietly, "A woman who says one thing but means another."
The two strolled around the wooden house again, and finally Li Qingrong came to the right house, which was some distance away from the left house.
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