"Hey, this matter is related to the blurry picture you saw. She didn't want you to know, but listening to your questioning words with hidden murderous intent, if I don't make it clear, you will definitely hold on to her!"
Ji Sheng sighed quietly, glanced at Xiang Qiubai who looked confused, then simply let go of his courage and slowly spoke briefly about the injury from the Yin Palm.
"Before the bet was established, I seriously injured Ah Leng, or maybe the bet was established because of the latter!"
Ji Sheng stared at Feng Ling, seemingly explaining to him, but in fact he was explaining it to Xiang Qiubai.
"At that time, I was very angry because of the fact that Sister Geng Huai was killed by Feng Ling. Unexpectedly, Aleng deliberately angered me with his words and led me to a duel. I secretly thought that after merging Qinglan's body , her cultivation level is not much different from that of A Leng, even if she can't win, she can't give in easily. So, I fought fiercely with her with bare hands. As a result, she put herself in danger, suddenly removed her protection, and slapped me hard, saying I paid it back for Feng Ling! Later, she was seriously injured and fell into a coma... And this is why it took so long for the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Girl to be born, and the reason why both she and I arrived late!"
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After hearing the reason for the Yin Palm injury, Xiang Qiubai fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Feng Ling..." The woman in green's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she tugged on Feng Ling's arm, "Sister, I am sincere to you. I allow her to occupy a place in your heart, but you must grasp it!"
Hearing this, Feng Ling was surprised in her heart. She put away her murderous intention towards Ji Sheng and glanced at the sleeping woman in her arms with pity. Then she raised her eyebrows and suggested: "Everyone rest where you are until Ning Shuang wakes up." Come, let’s make the next step.”
The glazed light spiral world is closed, and Leng Ningshuang, who has mastered the trick of opening it, is in his sleep. If Feng Ling wants to forcefully break the spiral world, he cannot avoid dragging the outer force and the middle force, so he uses Yan Lei Ji again.
In addition, the evil spirits broke through the boundary first and escaped, and it was unknown whether they would set up traps in the outside world. Therefore, it would be unwise for Feng Ling to lead everyone who was not at their peak to break through the boundary at this moment!
"Yeah. When Brother Feng mentioned taking a rest, I remembered that I had gone through a series of battles before, and my body was already exhausted. I really wanted to lie down and take a nap!"
Fatty Wang smiled, yawned, stretched, and leaned against a cedar tree not far from him.
After a while, the power of ghosts and gods that filled the world slowly merged into the short and fat body.
Fatty Wang seemed to be taking a nap, and there were faint snoring sounds all around, but in fact he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.
Afterwards, everyone went about their own business.
Cultivation to practice, healing to heal, body refining to practice, daze to daze...
Because Kuang Tu and Ye Jin were seriously injured, three days passed in a blink of an eye!
Leng Ningshuang woke up at noon on the first day and looked at each other affectionately with Feng Ling for a long time.
It was only when she noticed that Feng Yuqing coughed with a half-smile that she broke away from the embrace, the veil reflecting the blush on her pretty face.
The next two days.
Handsome men and pretty women, inseparable.
Feng Ling felt uncomfortable at times, facing the envious looks from Fatty Wang and Xiang Qiubai from the snow peak, accompanying the two beauties on a whim, walking in the snow-capped fields, and enjoying the various snow scenes along the way.
"You have a confidant in your journey, and everyone in the world knows you!"
"Flowing the snow and dancing with the sword in half a step... I, Feng Ling, have nothing to seek in this life but to accompany Shuang Yu to ascend to the immortal world!"
When they were able to stop, a few people either recited poems and wrote poems, copied sword dances, or sat on the snow to talk about Taoism, but they never mentioned the past.
"Fengjun, since you don't want to interfere, then Sister Ningshuang and I are also happy to see this!"
The snow blowing in the white dress accompanies the sword dance, the music in the green dress accompanies the music, and the woman in green looks forward to the glory.
Hearing this, Feng Ling played the piano and smiled warmly.
Everything has passed. Although we have not yet found out what happened between Feng Yuqing and Leng Ningshuang when she blocked the sword, seeing that they have now settled their differences, why should Feng Ling have to worry about the so-called truth?
After all, the tragedy has become a thing of the past, and the day of Feng Yuqing’s real resurrection is about to come!
