Chapter 197 Red Dragon Soul
"Qiuxia, I..." Xiaoyao Lang hesitated, this relationship was indeed too sudden. Finally, he mustered his courage: "Qiuxia, you are truly in my heart right now! I am willing to accompany you to the ends of the earth, whether we live in seclusion or cultivate! I am willing to follow you!" After saying that, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist again.
Qiu Xia thought to herself: You scoundrel, who knows how much of what you say is true? "Is that so?! Then let's take a gamble and see if we are destined for each other!" With that, she turned around abruptly and planted a deep kiss on Xiaoyao Lang's cheek.
"What do you mean by that?" Xiaoyao Lang asked, puzzled.
She didn't answer, but pushed aside his arms, knocked him off his horse with an elbow, spurred the horse, and galloped away. "Wandering swordsman, the road ahead is long, take care! If you find me someday, it will be our destiny!"
Qiu Xia's clear voice drifted away on the wind. Xiao Yaolang stood up and called out urgently, "Qiu Xia..." but her figure had already disappeared at the end of the long street.
"Sigh..." Xiaoyao Lang sighed deeply, truly unable to fathom Qiuxia's thoughts...
Inside Baiyun City, the once carefree and unrestrained Shangguan Qinghuan changed his ways, no longer indulging in sensual pleasures, but instead devoted himself to cultivating the Tianmen martial arts, determined to avenge his father, kill Murong Hanchan, and comfort his father's spirit in heaven.
On a blue stone by the lake, he sat cross-legged, crimson energy surging around him like flames, carrying boundless rage that shot straight into the sky, its chilling killing intent permeating the surrounding area. "Murong Hanchan! You mad demoness, this is an irreconcilable hatred! I will make you taste all the bitterness of the world, making you wish you were dead!"
As the roar subsided, the crimson aura surged violently, whipping up a flurry of fallen leaves. Birds in the forest scattered in fright, and silence fell instantly. Just as he finished his meditation, a streak of crimson light pierced through the sky and silently entered his body.
Shangguan Qinghuan frowned, muttering in confusion, "What is this?" As soon as he finished speaking, his inner energy surged violently; the crimson divine object was actively nourishing it. He immediately closed his eyes and focused his mind, guiding the object to merge with his inner energy. After a long while, he channeled his energy into his palm, feeling his inner strength surge like a vast ocean, and a smile of joy spread across his face!
"Hahaha..." A hearty laugh echoed across the lakeside. He was secretly amazed: This divine object has such miraculous effects. My power is several times stronger than before!
"Drink... Ha!" With a long roar, he thrust both palms upwards, and a deafening boom echoed through the sky. Then, with a "plop," the lake water was whipped up by the force of the energy, creating a wave three zhang high, with water splashing like rain.
Shangguan Qinghuan stood up in shock, staring at the still rippling lake surface. She looked at her hands with a mixture of surprise and joy, and couldn't help but raise her arms and shout, "Heaven is helping me! Heaven is helping me! Hahaha..." Her wild laughter echoed through the mountains and forests.
Meanwhile, in Longyang City, Yi Qingxue and Zui Mochou's group finally arrived at the Yi residence.
"Miss is back!" "Miss has returned to the manor!" The guards and servants shouted loudly. Chen Qingyun had previously given instructions that if anything happened to Yi Qingxue, they would pay with their lives. Now that they saw their young lady return safely, they could not hide their excitement.
Zui Mochou raised her wine gourd and chuckled, "Quite a spectacle! I didn't expect your return to the manor to be so lively!"
Yi Qingxue rolled her bright almond-shaped eyes, her pink lips slightly parted, and her face showed joy: "Is this my home? I didn't expect it to be so grand!"
Chen Youliang led the two into the mansion, where Yi Mingzhao and Chen Qingyun quickly came out to greet them. Upon seeing Yi Qingxue return safely, Chen Qingyun was overjoyed, while Yi Mingzhao stood there stunned.
“Little sister…” he choked out softly, tears glistening in his eyes, “Little sister!” With another shout, Yi Mingzhao rushed to Yi Qingxue’s side and hugged her petite body tightly.
Yi Qingxue raised her hands slightly, at a loss. Yi Mingzhao's embrace almost suffocated her; her brows furrowed slightly, and she inwardly groaned: I survived countless ordeals outside, and now I'm being strangled at home…
"Little sister, you're finally back! Your second brother thought we'd never meet again..." Yi Mingzhao sobbed uncontrollably, his words filled with lingering fear and joy.
Yi Qingxue thought to herself: So it's Second Brother! Such enthusiasm is truly unbearable. She said crisply, "Second Brother, let me go, I can't breathe..."
Yi Mingzhao then let go, saying sadly, "You've suffered these past few days. It's all my fault for being useless and failing to protect you..."
Seeing him so remorseful, Yi Qingxue felt a surge of warmth in her heart: "Second brother, there's no need to be sad. My safe return is a joyous occasion. Why be heartbroken and shed tears?"
"That's exactly right!" Zui Mochou interjected, rubbing his stomach. "Now that everyone is safe and sound, stop crying and wailing. Quickly prepare some food and wine; this old beggar is starving!"
Yi Qingxue smiled and said to Yi Mingzhao, "Second Brother, I am so grateful to this senior for saving me this time, otherwise I'm afraid I really wouldn't have made it back."
Yi Mingzhao hurriedly bowed to Zui Mochou: "Senior Immortal of Wine, how have you been? Thank you for saving my sister!" After saying this, she bowed deeply.
"Hey! I'm just an old beggar who eats from many families. It's my duty to help others and uphold justice. It's nothing to brag about!" Zui Mochou waved his hand and laughed.
"Please come in, senior! I'll have the servants prepare some wine right away!" Yi Mingzhao stepped aside to lead the way and invited everyone into the hall.
Chen Youliang walked to Chen Qingyun's side and whispered, "Father, during this search for Miss, I met Uncle Ji Xuan. He asked me to tell you that if you want to start an uprising, his five thousand elite soldiers are ready to be deployed at any time."
Chen Qingyun nodded slightly, his gaze profound: "The time is not yet ripe. Let's see what Ling Xueyan does next. With her recruiting so many soldiers, she will definitely not be content with just staying in Longyang City. Once the crucial battle is won, we can reap the benefits." After saying this, he praised his son: "You deserve a great reward for finding Qingxue this time!" With that, he strode away.
"Thank you, Father!" Chen Youliang replied respectfully, and followed him inside.
Yi Qingxue returned to her room, where Xiaoqing and Xiaodan surrounded her, recounting her past experiences. When she mentioned Xiaoyao Lang, Xiaoqing paused, stammering, "Young Master Xiaoyao killed Ouyang Longyuan to avenge Master, and at the same time... at the same time..."
"What happened at the same time?" Yi Qingxue turned around and asked softly.
Xiaoqing stole a glance at her but still dared not speak. Xiaodan mustered her courage and continued, "At the same time, to avenge the Ma family, he killed... killed the eldest young master." After saying this, she looked timidly at Yi Qingxue, afraid that she would become emotional.
Yi Qingxue frowned, pondering to herself: So, this Xiaoyao Lang is a man of clear-cut gratitude and vengeance, a man who acts swiftly and decisively. Yet, he is deeply devoted to me, and even if I were to take his life, he would not retaliate... Fortunately, he is unharmed, otherwise I would have almost made a grave mistake.
Seeing Yi Qingxue lost in thought again, the two maids exchanged a glance, and Xiaoqing said worriedly, "Miss, the past is the past, please don't think about it anymore!"
Xiao Dan choked up as she said, "Yes, Miss, amnesia may be a blessing from God, so that you won't be sad anymore!"
Yi Qingxue came to her senses and smiled faintly: "You don't need to worry about me. I will never have suicidal thoughts again."
The two women were immediately overjoyed: "That's wonderful! Miss, you really scared us!"
Yi Qingxue stepped forward to wipe away Xiaoqing's tears and asked softly, "You said that Xiaoyao Lang saved me when I was young. What was that past?"
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