Chapter 157 Is Jianjian scared?
After doing something "bad" with Sang Wanyue, Mu Jianjian returned to the Xuan Shuang Sect's residence in the Demon Palace, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
She believed that as soon as it was light tomorrow, the whole palace would be filled with news that Kim Bok-jin, the clerk of the Golden Crow Shrine, had been severely beaten and had her head shaved!
She hummed a little tune as she buried herself in the covers, listening to the system's complaints about her, which made her feel even better.
Just as Mu Jianjian was thinking about how to arrange the evening, she finally decided to think about the pupil-changing technique that the man called "Lord Qu" had used earlier that day.
She had previously obtained a booklet on cultivating pupil techniques in the Xuan Tian Secret Realm, but after cultivating through the various levels of immortality, she had only barely broken through the second level and touched the edge of the third level.
Although she managed to seize his black butterfly during the fight and had a chance to counterattack, Mu Jianjian did not see clearly how the opponent later broke the wall formed by the illusionary butterfly.
Besides, what exactly is the relationship between that man and her master?
After he stole the amethyst necklace, Mu Jianjian felt endless resentment and grief from him.
Moonlight streamed through the wooden window of the room, casting a fluorescent glow on the girl on the bed before spreading outwards, illuminating the golden thread in her right pupil. Mu Jianjian looked up in the bright light and saw the white-clad man leaping in through the window.
The man had flowing black hair that cascaded casually over his body. His white robes were so clean that they looked as if they had been sprinkled with snowflakes in the darkness. His eyes were gentle and bright, like stars in the sky, as he slowly spoke to the stunned girl.
"Pointy".
Mu Jianjian was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and said, "Senior brother, you could have used the door."
Chi Wenqing chuckled softly, the sound suppressed in his throat, giving it a deep and magnetic quality. He walked to the girl's bedside, "Why was that the first thing Jianjian said to me?"
Aren't you surprised to see him?
Mu Jianjian blinked. "Senior brother, long time no see! I missed you so much! What brings you here? What would you like to hear?"
She'll do whatever you want to hear.
When Mu Jianjian first entered the Demon Palace, she secretly inquired about Chi Wenqing, but to outsiders, it seemed that they only knew one story—
That was Chi Wenqing, the son of the previous Demon Lord Chi Qiong. He got along very well with the current Demon Lord. In fact, it could be said that Young Lord Chi Wenqing was humble, polite, and gentle as jade.
Tomorrow night will be the second day of the Demon Lord's banquet. Many forces will enter the Demon Palace. Mu Jianjian is very clear about her own strength, so she does not want to ask about Chi Wenqing at this critical juncture, lest someone with ulterior motives seize upon something.
After all, she now represents not only Mu Jianjian, but also the Xuan Shuang Sect.
She had originally planned to visit her senior brother at the banquet the next day, but unexpectedly, he came to her room late at night after she hadn't seen him for several days.
Mu Jianjian carefully examined Chi Wenqing and saw that he had a refined and elegant demeanor and was dressed in fine clothes. He did not appear to be injured, so she was finally relieved.
As Chi Wenqing gazed at the girl's obedient appearance, the smile on his lips never faded.
His little darling is really unguarded with him. She's so naive and silly. If he doesn't keep a close eye on her, what if she gets tricked by someone else later?
Especially the people who have been around Jianjian lately... they're all such an eyesore.
"What are Jianjian's plans for tonight?"
"No." Mu Jianjian looked at Chi Wenqing curiously, "Is there anything I can help you with, Senior Brother?"
Chi Wenqing lowered her eyes, her voice so gentle it could melt water, "Can Jianjian come with me somewhere?"
"Okay." Mu Jianjian patted her clothes and got out of bed. "Let's go."
There was no doubt, no reluctance, and no mention of the grievances she had recently encountered.
Chi Wenqing looked at the girl's fair and delicate hand, his right hand trembled, but he still couldn't muster the courage to take it. He smiled and said, "Okay."
Such a pointed shape, sunny and warm, just standing next to someone, is like a little sun shining and blowing away the surrounding darkness.
He was like a despicable shadow fallen into the abyss, his thoughts dark and wicked, yet he remained a coward, unwilling to reveal his true feelings to the young girl.
She trusted him so much; he shouldn't have let her down.
Mu Jianjian imagined many difficulties that Chi Wenqing might encounter and planned out implementation and solutions for each one in her mind. However, she did not expect that he would only take her into the palace where he lived.
Mu Jianjian walked slowly behind the man in white, looking left and right to take in the vast palace. The dim moonlight shone through the clouds onto the exquisitely carved palace walls. The two walked slowly, and she subconsciously refrained from making any noise as usual, not wanting to break the surrounding silence.
She tugged at her sleeves with both hands, looked up at Chi Wenqing who had already entered the palace gate and was waiting for her.
Mu Jianjian hesitated for a moment, but then followed him into the palace.
"Clang—"
The heavy thud of the palace gates closing and shut created a deep, oppressive sound, seemingly shutting everything out and isolating the outside world from life.
"Senior brother, are we the only two people here?" Mu Jianjian glanced at the luminous pearls displayed on the four walls. There were ten in total. The luxurious and elaborate bed, cabinets and curtains in the room did not look like a place for discussion, but rather like a woman's room.
Mu Jianjian spoke, then looked away, finally fixing her gaze on Chi Wenqing.
"Jianjian, come with me." Chi Wenqing nodded and led the girl to the floral screen behind the room. He waved his hand at a wall, and a blue light flashed. Mu Jianjian found herself in another place.
"A dark room?" Mu Jianjian asked, looking up.
“Yes,” Chi Wenqing added, “I’ll introduce you to an old acquaintance.”
An old acquaintance?
Before Mu Jianjian's question could be answered, Chi Wenqing stopped a few steps after turning a corner in the secret passage, staring wide-eyed at the scene before him.
"Jianjian?" Chi Wenqing turned around and met the eyes of the frightened girl. A shadow of gloom flashed in the depths of his dark eyes. "Jianjian... are you scared?"
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