Jade Qingzong, Qiaojian Peak.
In a cave with an open stone door, a man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes lay flat on a stone bed, with a quilt simply covering him. The warm sunlight fell on his face, making him even more handsome.
"Mr. Feng is such a handsome man, but it's a pity that my young lady has no luck with him... I..."
Beside the stone bed, an outstanding-looking woman was holding a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the man's forehead. When her jade hand moved a few strands of hair in front of his forehead, revealing the man's perfect outline, she couldn't help but be fascinated.
"Jade...clear..., condensation...shuang..."
Su Waner was awakened by a murmur in her sleep. The man seemed to be in a nightmare and his state was extremely unstable. She quickly gathered her thoughts and wiped the fine cold sweat from the man's forehead.
"Yes, we are all here!"
A pair of jade hands grasped Feng Ling's fingers to stabilize her mood. Su Waner listened to the call from the other person's mouth and responded with a lonely and gentle voice.
Three days have passed since the battle with Yu Qingzong, and Feng Ling has also been in a coma for three days. During these three days, Amelia Su was solely responsible for taking care of him.
During this period, Su Waner heard the names from Feng Ling's mouth no less than a thousand times. At first she could still remember which name was called more often, but then she got confused when she lost focus. She judged that the two women were probably evenly matched based on their feelings, each accounting for half of it. .
This result made her very depressed. Why didn't she leave any space for others?
As Feng Yuqing's personal maid, she naturally prefers Feng Yuqing subconsciously. But now that Feng Yuqing has fallen into a death sleep, apart from Leng Ningshuang, she is the only one who can replace him and occupy his heart!
Amelia Su will never give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to the enemy who killed the young lady!
"Hey - Young Master Feng, how long will you continue to be unconscious?" Looking at the man's fluttering eyelashes, Su Waner complained sadly. The man often showed signs of wanting to wake up, but he still hasn't woken up, leaving her unable to do anything. .
"Ahem..."
The shining golden sun came into view. Feng Ling opened his eyes to adjust and took a few breaths. A delicate face fell into the dark eyes. He coughed hoarsely and said with some uncertainty: "Are you Wan'er?"
"G-Master, you're awake! It's me, I'm Wan'er!" Her thoughts were interrupted by Feng Ling. Su Wan'er withdrew her jade hand in a panic, but quickly regained her composure and stepped forward to help her up.
"Sir, be careful. Your body has not recovered yet. You should meditate and cultivate yourself. Don't..."
Before Su Waner could finish her words, Feng Ling had already stepped out of the cave, jumped onto the fire-tip spear, and turned into a stream of light in the direction of the Yuqing Hall.
After a while,
Feng Ling came back with a gloomy face.
Fengtian was definitely not in the Yuqing Hall. The entire hall was empty, not even a gatekeeper, and Feng Yuqing's body was not found!
"Young master, are you back? The sect leader had given instructions before leaving, telling you not to make this trip in vain!"
After landing in front of the stone platform of the cave, Feng Ling was immediately greeted by the woman who had been waiting for a long time. Feng Ling didn't want to pay much attention to Su Wan'er, but listening to her smiling tone, she seemed to know something.
Suddenly, the white dragon roars...
"Tell me, where did Feng Tianjue go? Where did he hide Yuqing's body?"
Feng Ling's voice was stern, and he put his spear against the woman's neck. The white dragon opened its ferocious mouth and hung above her head with eager eyes.
"Blunt Weapon Valley. At nightfall yesterday, the sect leader went to the Blunt Weapon Valley with a bunch of offerings. As for the location of the young lady's body, I am afraid that only the sect leader knows about it!"
A red dot slowly spread and enlarged. Under the clear tingling sensation, Su Waner felt inexplicable bitterness in her heart. She had no doubt that if she kept silent, the other party would definitely murder her.
"Blunt Weapon Valley..." Feng Ling whispered as he retracted his spear and the white dragon entered his body. Immediately, he stared at Su Waner with cold eyes: "What happened in the sect after I fell into coma that day? Tell me everything you know, word for word, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Hearing this, Su Waner smiled bitterly, and then opened her white teeth lightly, telling her all the information she could get.
While listening to Su Waner's vivid narration, Feng Ling secretly observed the other party carefully. The last time they met, Su Waner was still at rank eight or nine, but now she is a peak ghost spirit master at rank ten.
This speed of cultivation is really astonishing. If there is no chance, it is due to talent.
Putting aside the speed of cultivation, Su Waner's appearance can be considered beautiful, and Feng Ling has been taking good care of her in the past few days.
He shouldn't have treated her so coldly, but what Su Waner said before, with Feng Ling's level 13 cultivation, even if she was in a coma before, she can all recall it now...
In this life, except for Feng Yuqing and her, he could no longer tolerate anyone in his heart! That's why Feng Ling kept distance from him so heartlessly.
