Hey guys, the author's teacher suddenly moved up the deadline for handing in my homework. I haven't finished my homework yet. I will probably have to stay up late to finish it today, so there will be no update... Sorry (╥ω╥`)
PS: When I come back from the assignment, I will replace this fake note with the text.
Hey guys, the author's teacher suddenly moved up the deadline for handing in my homework. I haven't finished my homework yet. I will probably have to stay up late to finish it today, so there will be no update... Sorry (╥ω╥`)
Hey guys, the author's teacher suddenly moved up the deadline for handing in my homework. I haven't finished my homework yet. I will probably have to stay up late to finish it today, so there will be no update... Sorry (╥ω╥`)
Hey guys, the author's teacher suddenly moved up the deadline for handing in my homework. I haven't finished my homework yet. I will probably have to stay up late to finish it today, so there will be no update... Sorry (╥ω╥`)
the next day.
After Fuyaoguang left, Lingchan stayed alone in the room.
The system asked: [Chanchan, do you want me to live broadcast for you? 】
【don't want. 】
Lingchan said without hesitation. She held the pen in her hand and kept drawing black lines, which were the meridians of the human body.
She concentrated on drawing the flow of spiritual energy.
The system no longer disturbs her, but the system's heart is full of worries...
Lingchan's ears were quiet for only a few minutes before the spirit jade on her waist rang.
Fuyaoguang sent a message to her.
Fuyao light? Didn't he go to Xue Xingchi to show off?
The system was shocked and said: [He actually won? 】
Lingchan raised her eyebrows and connected Lingyu. In an instant, black mist surged out of the jade, forming a huge mirror.
In the mirror, Fuyaoguang fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his face was as pale as death.
Xue Xingchi crossed his arms and stepped on Fuyaoguang's body, feeling as comfortable as stepping on his own stool, "Your lover lost."
Xue Xingchi smiled with malice on his face, and crushed his feet hard. The bottom of his boots sank into his clothes, and sneered: "What a pity, he is now defeated by me."
Lingchan frowned and suddenly remembered that when she was in Wushan Town, Xue Xingchi stepped on others in this posture.
"You seem to like to step on others," Lingchan sat on the chair. She was not as anxious and flustered as Xue Xingchi imagined. She just said quietly: "Is it because I was often stepped on by others in the past?"
"..." Xue Xingchi's eyes turned cold for a moment, "Your Highness, you don't want to anger me."
A cold light flashed from his hanging fingertips, and a whip mark appeared on Fuyaoguang's body, turning a faint red color.
Lingchan lowered her eyebrows coldly, scanned the scene in the black mist mirror, and couldn't help but sneer.
In the mirror, Xue Xingchi was alive and well, while Fuyaoguang was lying on the ground, as quiet as death.
"Aren't your feet surrounded by black mist and unable to move?" Lingchan sneered: "It's a fabricated illusion. You can lie to me, but don't lie to yourself."
"…………"
Xue Xingchi smiled sadly: "Today is different from the past. I advise you to be cautious."
With a sullen look on his face, he cut off the communication.
Ling Chan lowered her eyes.
On the round table in front of her, green smoke was rising from the tea. Ling Chan picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.
[Why did Xue Xingchi call? 】The system treats Lingyu Sound Transmission as the Immortal version of making a phone call, although Xue Xingchi's is closer to making a video call.
[Did Fuyaoguang win? 】The system was a little shocked.
【win? ] Lingchan laughed.
She changed her clothes, picked up her sword, went out, and said softly: [If Fuyaoguang wins, how come his spiritual jade falls into Xue Xingchi's hands? 】
【So that's it. ] The system asked: [Chanchan, where are we going now? 】
[Go find someone. 】
Fuyaoguang lost to Xue Xingchi, and all his spiritual jade fell into Xue Xingchi's hands. However, his people should have escaped, otherwise, Xue Xingchi would have used a shadow to fool Lingchan.
Fuyaoguang escaped, but did not return to Wushan.
Lingchan wants to find him.
Lingchan found Fuyao Light in the mountains.
He closed his eyes and sank quietly into the mountain stream. In the hazy water, his black hair was swaying like seaweed.
He was like a jade Guanyin, cold and lifeless, drowning in the clear stream.
A small fish circled around him curiously, stopped by his cheek, and lightly kissed his eyelashes.
He lost.
Fuyaoguang knew why.
He was shaken.
He cultivates the path of ruthlessness, and love is his weakness that must be discarded.
Fuyaoguang is no longer the flawless perfect person he was before.
Hey guys, the author's teacher suddenly moved up the deadline for handing in my homework. I haven't finished my homework yet. I'll probably have to stay up late to finish it today, so there will be no update... Sorry (╥ω╥`)
