nirvana into phoenix

Chapter 62 The Return of the King

According to Taifu, this woman named Qianyu is his savior?

Just a lifesaver?

But why does he seem to be unable to stop paying attention to her?

Pressing his heart, he heard General Shangguan say, is that his sweetheart?

Besides, when we met before, she wasn't like this?

He disappeared with Yan'er and Qianyu. Yan'er was still in a coma, and he had lost his memory inexplicably. Who was she?What happened before?
Not long after leaving the strange bush, Situ Heng released the fireworks around his waist—presumably for communication.

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, he received contact from his subordinates.

It's just that Situ Heng's behavior was a little strange during the period. Not only did he stop chasing her to ask about Yingying, but he was also very quiet.

Just now he received a contact code from Qinweimen and went out to look for someone. Qianyu originally thought, maybe this buddy is gone forever. Since then, the two parted ways, but he didn't expect that not only did he come back, but he also turned into such a flirtatious person look.

Return of the King comes with special effects?

Can you please stop covering her up too?
With inexplicable gazes from all directions, Qian Yu's scalp went numb for a while, Situ Heng experienced a demon, why did his painting style suddenly change?
Now stop your steps, we can still be friends!

Even though his eyes were closed, Situ Heng's steps were not affected in the slightest, so it could be seen that the treasure called Linglong Object really played a role.

But for the female cultivators with eyes, someone sprained their feet suddenly, and fell to Situ Heng's side in a streamlined shape.

He stretched out his hand and supported him with a warm smile.

Qianyu raised his eyebrows, what about Leng Ruobingshuang's promise to keep strangers away?
What about the promised real dragon emperor and domineering spirit?

The warm smile on his face made Qian Yu very unhappy. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that he was the same person who was depressed because he was separated from Yingying Tianren not long ago!

Besides, didn't he just learn the truth, so he should be so heartbroken that he would rather die?

Was it really all just a dream she had?In fact, she is the only one struggling with inner demons?

Or is time really like a butcher's knife, and even if he is more passionate than Jin Jian, he can't keep it from being chopped off with one knife?

Or, the true feelings that moved her were all fake?
As Situ Heng got closer and closer, the eyes gathered around him became hotter and hotter. Qian Yu wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and silently took a step back.

Situ Heng paused, seemingly surprised.

Although he was smiling, his innate noble temperament still made people dare not approach him. After such a pause, as soon as his momentum slowed down, more female cultivators immediately crowded over.

"Which family is the young master a disciple of? The little girl comes from..."

The woman in pink broke through the siege and successfully approached, asking Ai Ai for a while, but was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"You're laughing so hard, you're still a 'little girl', do you think you're an ordinary girl? You're so coquettish, it's so ugly! Fellow Daoist, I..."

The speaker was neatly dressed, and even his hair was just a high bun. If it weren't for a pair of eyes that almost appeared on Situ Heng's body, he would have looked heroic.

Qian Yu was only focused on watching the show, and accidentally tripped over by someone. She patted the ashes on her buttocks, thinking that she could only rely on eating ashes to calm down.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Madam, your sister!It's okay, your brother-in-law!

Qian Yu narrowed her eyes, the person in front of her blinked her watery eyes, her small nose, and her cherry-like lips, she looked so pitiful to me, she bit her red lip lightly, revealing her white teeth, wanting to speak Hugh, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at Situ Heng.

At some point, there was a sudden silence in the hall. Qianye, who was sitting firmly at the table, glanced this way, frowned slightly, thought for a while, but didn't move.

"Fellow daoists, please give me a break. This..." She seemed unable to find a word to describe it, and suddenly asked in distress, "May I ask what is your relationship with that fellow daoist?"

(End of this chapter)