Sister, look at him!

Chapter 325 The Loser's Counterattack The Female Supporting Character's Last Card 6

When He Qingwan woke up, he was shocked. It was already late at night, why had Lingyang not returned to the city and was still fighting among the beasts? ? !

She hasn’t had enough of her Hundred Flowers Su Shan yet!!!

The world in which only He Qingwan was injured was achieved.

Practice taught He Qingwan that it was useless to be angry with the wood who practiced the ruthless way.

Ling Yang didn't even notice that He Qingwan was angry. After all, He Qingwan was either lying or sitting like a boneless person every day, and his pretty face always had a look of disdain that said "so what".

It was not until one day she picked a very beautiful flower and gave it to He Qingwan but was ruthlessly thrown away by him that she realized that He Qingwan was unhappy.

why are you mad?

Ling Yang didn't understand. She didn't know the reason, nor did she know when He Qingwan started to get angry, so she became even more careful, fearing that she would make He Qingwan even angrier.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart, wondering who was the blind person who offended He Qingwan.

She cursed everyone from humans to monsters to Xiaohua just now, but she never thought that it was her fault.

After all, He Qingwan had always been very nice to her and showed that he liked her very much. She never thought that it was her fault.

Three months passed in a flash. Not only did Ling Yang have to desperately hunt monsters every day, but she also had to live cautiously for fear of angering He Qingwan. She was exhausted both physically and mentally, and finally couldn't hold on any longer. She had to drag her exhausted body into the city.

"You take a rest, I'll go out for a walk. You should go out by yourself next time, I want to have a good wander around this little world." He Qingwan was deliberately taking revenge on Ling Yang.

Ling Yang didn't understand why He Qingwan suddenly wanted to leave, but she couldn't stop him, so she could only say "yes" blankly.

He Qingwan was so fast that the glazed water mirror couldn't even capture her figure, only a streak of light passing by.

She hid in a blind spot, took out the Tianji Order and tried it. When she found there was a signal, she immediately sent messages to several friends asking them to come and play together.

They were all busy and declined her invitation. In the end, only her best friend, Tianhao, the King of Hell, came.

"Aren't you busy?" He Qingwan was curious. Logically speaking, the higher the position, the more affairs one should have.

"They can handle it. I don't need to be there all the time." Xiaotian also didn't understand why his colleagues were so busy every day. Don't they have a hundred or eighty confidants?

"Is that so? Then let's go, just the two of us." He Qingwan transformed himself, and his eye-catching white hair turned black.

She had a stunning face that easily attracted attention, so she took a piece of gauze and hung it on the hairpins on both sides of her bun, with the hanging part in the middle covering her eyes.

Xiaotian followed suit, turning his silver hair black, his luxurious clothes becoming simpler, and he also wore a black iron mask that only covered his face.

After changing their costumes, the two of them strolled around the city. This city was much larger than the one they had just seen when they entered the stadium, perhaps because they were almost at the center.

The Central City is the largest city, which is a bit far away from here. It is said to be several times more prosperous than Cangyuan City, the most prosperous city in Cangyuan Continent.

After all, this was a city prepared for the competition. There were no civilians in it, only shops, including various teahouses, taverns, perfume shops, cloth shops, weapon shops and alchemy rooms.

It would be boring to walk along the road without talking, so He Qingwan asked about the probability of being killed by lightning during ascension.

Xiaotian answered seriously, "Most people practice the ruthless way."

He Qingwan: “?”

How could this be?

"Xiaotian, you know I have many friends." He Qingwan stuttered, "I have a friend who saved a child. The child was beautiful, strong, and miserable..."

Xiaotian's expression became a little subtle, but he was wearing a mask, so He Qingwan couldn't see the change in his expression.

"Then, that child is cold-hearted and emotionless. Although she is pretty, she doesn't like to smile. She practices the ruthless way, uh... the supreme way of forgetting emotions..."

Hearing this, Xiaotian's eyes became meaningful.

"My friend treated that child as a half-disciple. Although he didn't say it, he really liked that child. Uh... and that child was also a sword cultivator..."

Xiaotian reached out his hand to stop He Qingwan from continuing, "The current ascension rate of this buff stack is 0."

He Qingwan: "..."

Then her little Lingyang will be chopped into ashes?

"Is it too late for Lingyang to renovate something else now?" She felt hopeless and no longer had the heart to go shopping.

Xiaotian squatted down on one knee and looked up at He Qingwan. He took off his mask, and a trace of heartache appeared on his youthful face. "God, don't be sad. It's just that no one has succeeded. Maybe your disciple can be the first one."

He Qingwan: "..."

"It's too risky." Why didn't she learn about it before? If she had known earlier, she would have let Ling Yang become a talisman cultivator or a magic cultivator. It would be rich and easy, and she could dress up beautifully every day. It doesn't matter if she can't defeat the enemy. She can just hire two poor sword cultivators as bodyguards at a high price.

"I'll help you keep an eye on it." Xiaotian seemed to have made up his mind. "If she really can't survive the thunder tribulation, I will protect her soul to prevent her from being damaged."

He Qingwan bit her lower lip and asked tentatively, "Can a sword cultivator of the ruthless way become a ghost immortal?"

Xiaotian: “?”

He Qingwan, who failed to go shopping and instead heard the bad news, was as resentful as a ghost. Xiaotian did not dare to provoke her for a moment and just followed behind her, trying to reduce his presence.

He Qingwan: "Xiaotian, do you think it's okay for me to eat the thunder tribulation when it falls?"

Xiaotian: "...the ascending cultivators have not experienced the thunder tribulation to temper their bodies. When they ascend to the Jieying Palace, they simply cannot withstand the force. Their bodies will be destroyed in an instant due to the runaway internal spiritual power and the squeeze of external spiritual power."

He Qingwan: "..."

Another method was rejected, and He Qingwan continued to wander the streets like a female ghost. Xiaotian, knowing that he had disappointed He Qingwan again, dared not get so close to He Qingwan.

"careful!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

By the time He Qingwan reacted, Xiaotian had already put his arm around her waist and taken her to the side.

Ye Qingluan also looked at He Qingwan in confusion. She was distracted just now and only heard Ling Shangxu say "be careful" before she was led to the side by Ling Shangxu, holding her shoulders and pulling her arm.

When I looked up, I saw two monks, a man and a woman, standing opposite me.

The female monks were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and their faces were hazy, as if they were covered by a layer of fog. The clothes of the male monks were relatively simple, just a black robe with silver shoulder armor.

His long black hair was tied into a high ponytail and secured with a silver crown. He wore a mask with strange patterns on his face. Like the nun, his face was hazy and unclear.

Ye Qingluan's intuition told her that these two people were definitely not simple people. Ye Qingluan, who had never believed in fate or heaven, felt fear for the first time. She absolutely could not make enemies with these two people.