Qingzhi was stunned. In her memory, Fu Yu was always a noncompetitive and free-spirited person.
How did he become like this, fighting and grabbing, with sharp teeth and a pointed mouth?
Is it true that birds of a feather flock together?
Spending every day with the great devil Ming Teng, was he influenced by him?
Before Qingzhi could digest her inner surprise, Cangyue and Mingteng walked towards them.
Qingzhi subconsciously turned her back.
The memories of being imprisoned by Hades in the previous life came back.
Since becoming a disciple in the Great Hall, she has been avoiding any contact between herself and Ming Teng.
I am afraid that he will rob me again.
She closed her eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths.
"Master?"
Qingzhi opened her eyes and saw Cangyue bowing to her respectfully.
Ming Teng ignored the etiquette of the fairy world and went straight to Fu Yu, anxiously grabbing her sleeve.
Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat for unknown reason.
"Master, are you okay?"
"What can I do?"
"I am just worried about Master, and I am worried that he will punish me for me."
Ming Teng carefully pinched Fu Yu's sleeve, feeling the fabric slowly sliding across his palm, getting stained with his breath, and then slowly letting go.
If that damned old man dared to punish the master, he would definitely overturn the entire Heavenly Palace, leaving them with neither hope nor death.
Hiding his perverse and sinful thoughts, Ming Teng stared at Fu Yu meekly with his dark eyes.
"I'm worried that I've done something wrong again and gotten Master into trouble."
"How could that be? You are my disciple."
Fu Yu pinched Ming Teng's chin and shook it gently.
The tips of Ming Teng's ears turned red.
His tall body was slightly arched, allowing Fu Yu's fingertips to play with his thin chin.
"Yeah?"
"Am I your most beloved disciple?"
Ming Teng's gaze fell on Fu Yu's face, and he was looking forward to her answer.
He hoped that his weight in Fu Yu's heart would increase a little more.
"That depends on your performance."
Fu Yu released his chin and nodded towards Qing Zhi, "Senior Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. We'll meet again in the human world."
After saying that, he took Ming Teng's hand.
A ball of icy mist lingered between the two of them, and in an instant, they disappeared into thin air.
There was an unspeakable emotion brewing in Qingzhi's eyes.
In her previous life, she had never seen Ming Teng so servile.
He looked like a pug begging for reward just now, and he wanted to jump right into Fu Yu's arms.
Where is the dignity and aura of the Demon Lord?
Is this correct?
What happened between the two of them?
Why do their tempers change so drastically?
Qingzhi felt a desire to peek that she had never felt before.
She didn't care about Ming Teng, and she was even less interested in her junior sister who was inferior to her in every way.
But at this moment, she was eager to find the root cause of the changes in the two people.
It seemed that only by knowing that this root was evil, harmful, and would drive the two of them toward destruction, could her heart be slightly at peace.
Cang Yue noticed that Qing Zhi's face looked a little off, and asked nervously, "Immortal Lord Qing Zhi, Master came to see you in a hurry, but what's the urgent matter? Just now, Immortal Lord Fu Yu said that the human world..."
Qingzhi recovered, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and patted Cangyue on the shoulder, "Cangyue, whether you can make a big splash, rise straight up in this heavenly palace, and ascend to become an immortal king, all depends on this time."
"Master ordered Immortal Fu Yujun and I to track down the whereabouts of the ancient artifact Qilin."
Qingzhi held Cangyue's shoulders and said, "If the credit for this is attributed to Junior Sister and Ming Teng..."
A faint smile spread across Qingzhi's lips. "Disciple, all your efforts over the years have been in vain."
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