Chapter 48
Light Dance, Look, I've Found You a Holy Body
Chapter 48 Light Dance, Look, I've Found You a Holy Body
Why does this sound so familiar?
Those holy lords just said the same thing.
My daughter—
My granddaughter—
"My twin granddaughters—"
Now we have another one: "If I were younger."
So all the Holy Lords of your Ziwei Star Region are the same?
Qingyue, unaware of Ye Feng's thoughts, continued, "Whatever you're thinking, since you killed Yin Tiande, then you should take his place and marry Qingwu."
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She paused, then added, "Qingwu is currently at the peak of the Four Extremes realm. If she could unite with you, she would definitely be able to break through to the Dragon Transformation realm."
Her eyes lit up, as if she were envisioning some beautiful scene.
"Kid, you're in luck. Qingwu is the most beautiful girl in the Ziwei Star Region. You're lucky to have her."
After saying that, she covered her rosy lips with one hand and burst into laughter.
Her laughter was crisp and charming, drifting in the night breeze.
Ye Feng looked at the red-clad woman in front of him, who was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Is this woman going to pack him up and give him to Yi Qingwu?
He was originally going to find Yi Qingwu.
You don't need to deliver it.
and.
You should let me go first.
After laughing enough, Qingyue looked down at Ye Feng, who was tightly bound with ribbons, and the corners of her mouth curled up again.
She reached out and grabbed one end of the ribbon, then turned around and dragged the bound Ye Feng back.
"Come on, I have a big surprise for you."
Ye Feng was dragged through the void, flying like a fish that had been caught, powerless to resist.
His lips twitched several times.
"senior."
He spoke.
"Um?"
Without looking back, Qingyue continued flying forward.
"Could you let me go first? I can walk by myself."
"no."
Qingyue's voice was tinged with laughter.
"What if you run away? I can't catch you. You hid your Goddess Furnace quite well; I wouldn't have even noticed you if you hadn't come out of the void yourself."
Ye Feng: "————"
He regretted it.
He should have stayed in the void a little longer.
Wait until this woman leaves before coming out.
Qingyue dragged Ye Feng along as they flew towards the Guanghan Palace.
A red ribbon fluttered in the night wind, and at the other end of the ribbon was a young man in white, who was tightly bound.
From a distance, it looks like a red cloud trailing a shooting star.
A smile always lingered on Qingyue's lips.
She was already imagining what expression Qingwu would have when she saw this man.
What will Na Yue's expression be when she finds out that she brought back the Ancient Sacred Body?
"surprise."
She spoke softly, her voice full of anticipation.
"What a wonderful surprise!"
Yi Qingwu walked out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe.
The yukata was thin, made of a close-fitting material that accentuated her curves. Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends still dripping with water. The water droplets slid down her hair, landing on her collarbone and sliding down its contours.
After taking a shower, she felt much more relaxed.
So much happened today. Ye Feng's tribulation attracted five young emperors, and even the Holy Lord of the entire Ziwei Star Region came.
Then Ye Feng fought with Yin Tiande again, and eventually killed Yin Tiande.
Now look what's happened, she's a widow.
"I wonder when Master will be back. I hope she's alright."
Yi Qingwu was still quite worried about her master going after the Holy Lord Li Tianxing. However, she knew that her master's strength was among the top of the second-level immortals, and that he possessed the sacred weapon Guanghan Que, so she wasn't too worried.
She walked to the dressing table and sat down.
The woman in the mirror had long, jet-black hair and skin as white as snow. Her eyes and brows possessed both the innocence of a young girl and the allure of a mature woman. The thin yukata clung to her body, perfectly outlining her figure—a slender waist, full breasts, and every curve perfectly proportioned.
Recalling the year she spent cultivating with Ye Feng, which made her figure even more beautiful, a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.
That bastard, although he's not a good person, I have to say that in the year she's been with him, her figure has definitely improved.
However, he still cursed Ye Feng as a bastard.
This time, she caused such a huge commotion, even killing her fiancé and turning her into a widow.
At least in the eyes of outsiders, she had become a widow.
"Damn it, Ye Feng, can't you just shut up for a second?"
Yi Qingwu picked up a comb and began to complain to herself in the mirror.
"You promised not to show yourself until you reached the Sendai Realm, but now you've gone and directly broken through to the fifth stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and killed my cheap fiancé."
She paused, then added, "You've angered my master. Let's see how you deal with him in the future."
She gave a soft hum, and the comb slid slowly through her hair.
The image of Ye Feng's roguish smile flashed through her mind, and the corners of her mouth curled up again.
However, this time, she quickly suppressed it.
You can't laugh.
That bastard made her a widow; she can't laugh.
As Yi Qingwu combed her long hair, she thought to herself that she would definitely teach that bastard Ye Feng a lesson when he returned.
Don't let him into your bed for at least three days.
She thought about it and then felt that three days was too long.
If that bastard doesn't touch her for three days, won't he cause a huge uproar?
One day.
Ultimately, Yi Qingwu decided to punish Ye Feng by forbidding him from approaching her for one day.
Just thinking about how upset Ye Feng must be because he couldn't get close to her made Yi Qingwu's lips curl up, and she eventually covered her mouth and laughed.
She could already picture Ye Feng looking so uncomfortable, unable to let anyone touch her.
That bastard needs to touch me at least several times a day to fall asleep.
As long as you grasp this point, see what he does.
Just as Yi Qingwu was fantasizing about punishing Ye Feng, Qingyue's voice suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard.
"Qingwu, come out quickly, I brought you a gift!"
Qingyue's joyful voice drifted from outside the courtyard into the room.
Yi Qingwu was stunned.
Didn't Senior Qingyue leave? Why is she back again?
He even gave himself a gift?
She put down the comb and stood up.
She was only wearing a white, sheer bathrobe, but she didn't have time to change.
Senior Qingyue is not an outsider; I've met her a few times when I was a child. It shouldn't be a big deal.
She walked to the door, pushed it open, and went out.
A red figure was standing under the laurel tree in the courtyard.
Dressed in fiery red, with a graceful figure, it was none other than Qingyue.
Behind Qingyue—no, in Qingyue's hands—she was dragging something.
No, it's not anything.
is a person.
A person tightly bound with a red ribbon.
Ye Feng.
Upon seeing the person completely wrapped in ribbons, Yi Qingwu's eyes widened.
"Qingwu, look!"
When Qingyue saw Yi Qingwu come out, her eyes lit up and her voice was full of excitement.
"What did I bring you!"
She pulled hard on the ribbon, pulling Ye Feng, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, to her front.
"Let me tell you, this sacred body is lurking around a hundred kilometers outside your Guanghan Palace. I suspect he wants to take revenge on your Guanghan Palace."
She paused, then added, "And so, I caught him."