Chapter 233 Bloodline
"If you remain obstinate, then don't blame me for showing no mercy." After Yan Feng'an raised his hand, all the porcelain objects in the courtyard began to tremble slightly, and the originally shattered stone statue began to slowly close up. An aura of pressure permeated the entire room and spread throughout his body!
The moment Mu Jianjian was enveloped by the oppressive aura, she was pulled into Nian Qing's arms. She originally wanted to stop him from hurting the little girl, but she withdrew her hand halfway through.
"Brother Feng'an, there must be some misunderstanding here. Are you feeling something wrong?" Dongfang Linglong hurriedly walked behind Yan Feng'an and peeked out. She looked worriedly at the two people opposite her who were already trapped by the formation, and she was still not giving up.
“There’s no misunderstanding,” Yan Feng’an said coldly, his hands continuing their work despite the pretty young girl’s attempts to persuade him. “And there could never be one.”
Dongfang Linglong was startled by the seriousness in the other person's words. She hurriedly turned her head and saw her sister's pale and bloodless face. "But if you do this, Sister Mu will die in there too!"
Regardless of what kind of man suddenly appeared, how could that gentle and kind sister who was even to the birds be a demonic cultivator who had committed all sorts of evil deeds?
"What does it have to do with me that she insists on associating with that demonic cultivator?"
"Sister Mu may have been threatened. She was disfigured and has no cultivation, so she can only—" Dongfang Linglong hurriedly grabbed Yan Feng'an's sleeve, but was shaken off without any emotion.
"Enough!" Yan Feng'an looked down at her impatiently. "The head of the Dongfang family entrusted me to take care of you, but look at you, you're just speaking up for the villains of the Demon Palace?"
Dongfang Linglong was startled by the man's roar, and tears welled up in her eyes, falling to the ground like snowflakes. "I didn't mean that... Brother Feng'an, you've misunderstood..."
Her hands touched the broken tiles behind her, but she didn't notice a single flash of light or dizziness.
At this moment, Nian Qing had just finished setting up the formation he had laid out with black and white chess pieces. He met Yan Feng'an's cold eyes, and his face returned to its gentle and refined smile, as if he didn't care about anything in front of him.
"Bang--"
Mu Jianjian curled up in the man's arms, feeling the warmth from his body. She was worried about the battle, but she felt inexplicably at ease. Just then, Nian Qing uttered a soft onomatopoeic word, and a huge surge of true energy began to rise from the outer layer of the courtyard!
The surging energy soared into the sky, but the two people who landed in the corner were completely unharmed.
When Mu Jianjian heard that there was no more movement outside, she peeked out and saw that the object in the middle of the courtyard, except for the outermost corner, had instantly turned into dust!
“He…they…” She nervously clutched Nian Qing’s sleeve, a hint of prayer in her heart.
Although Mu Jianjian's individual strength was powerless to change the course of the battle, she still hoped that the little girl could escape unharmed from the killing formation that Nian Qing had just set up.
"So, at the last moment, you used the magic array in the courtyard to transfer..." Nian Qing frowned thoughtfully. He felt a slight tug on his sleeve and lowered his head helplessly, saying, "I've never seen Miss Mu so worried about me before."
Upon hearing that the two had left, Mu Jianjian felt relieved and completely ignored the following sentence.
"Um... if you're a cultivator from the Demon Realm, may I ask you some information?" She lowered her eyes, thought carefully for a moment, and then looked up to ask.
"What is it?" Nian Qing's voice was full of patience.
"The young prince from back then... is he doing well in the Demon Palace now?" Mu Jianjian carefully considered every word she uttered.
Back then, she ran to the pool and used the pine and cypress roots from the system space to save him. After seeing him wake up, she lost consciousness. It wasn't until she returned to this world that she slowly regained her memories.
Nian Qing was stunned. He looked down and saw the girl's eyes filled with concern and anxiety.
"It's alright," he answered subconsciously, at the same time, a sense of endless loneliness that had swept over him for a century swept over him.
But that's all in the past... Now, the person he longs for is by his side, and he will never let her leave again.
Mu Jianjian's hand, which was resting on the other person's sleeve, gradually tightened.
Even though the other person said "it's okay," she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
There was an awkward silence between them. Just as Nian Qing was about to speak, the girl looked up and stammered, "He's a very good person. If I had the chance, I'd really like to see him again..."
The girl's voice grew softer and softer, and the sunlight shone down on her face, casting a faint red glow, as warm as the setting sun. Although the scars on her cheeks were still there, they inexplicably made her seem gentle.
I've already met them.
Nian Qing thought to herself.
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When Mu Jianjian and her companion went to the third courtyard to find the third flag, they found Dongfang Linglong being threatened by two people.
The little girl seemed to have wandered into this place by mistake. Her eyes were filled with tears, like fried eggs, and when she saw Mu Jianjian appear in front of her, it seemed as if stars were bursting out of them.
Mu Jianjian: ...
She watched as the little girl, with her short legs, ran over and hid behind her, warily eyeing the other people in the yard.
"Where is the person you're with?" Mu Jianjian asked Dongfang Linglong, who was holding her hand, as she saw Nian Qing starting to snatch the flags from the other two.
"Don't talk about him... I hate him so much!" Dongfang Linglong bit her lip, her face full of resentment mixed with a few traces of grievance.
"Did you two have a fight?" Mu Jianjian recalled that the little girl seemed to have offended the other party by speaking on her behalf.
"Hmph." The little girl with pigtails stomped her foot, causing her hair to sway. She buried her face in a warm embrace and finally spoke in a soft voice, "After you left, I was accidentally teleported to this courtyard by the array in the courtyard, so they captured me. Luckily, I met you, sister!"
Dongfang Linglong was filled with happiness, and the grievances she had just suffered were instantly forgotten. "Sister, we are so destined to meet. We have met twice already."
"We've only met twice, how can you be so sure I'm not a bad person?"
"Because I think you smell so good, sister, you have such a strong natural fragrance. Hmm... if you hadn't said you came from the Lin family of the Immortal Palace, I would have thought you came from the Wood Spirit Clan." Dongfang Linglong's voice was pure and innocent.
"Are you familiar with this scent?" Mu Jianjian ruffled the little girl's black hair.
“My mother is from the Wood Spirit Clan! Sister, if my mother met you, she would definitely like you too!” Dongfang Linglong’s voice had barely fallen when she didn’t notice that the other person’s gaze had changed.
Mu Jianjian seemed to be deep in thought.
So she possesses the bloodline of the Wood Spirit Clan. No wonder she liked the spirit of nature that the Tree Spirit had given her. What a coincidence...
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