The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chu Yunxiu looked at Mo Qian's current speed with some surprise. Mo Qian hadn't been this fast before. This speed reminded Chu Yunxiu of Huang Shaotian, except that Mo Qian didn't have any golden light around his body.

There is still light, but Mo Qian's flash mode is much weaker than before. So now Mo Qian can control his flash mode better. With the improved control, Mo Qian can minimize the energy leakage of his flash mode.

"Hmm, Mo Qian's speed seems to be even faster than Huang Shaotian's."

Mo Qian only recently discovered that flash mode isn't actually better the more energy it overflows. Although it looks beautiful, like a golden or black flash, too much energy overflow results in the flash mode increasing the speed by far too little.

The reason Huang Shaotian is so fast is not because of his strong control ability, but because his Flash Mode is already at the top level. So even with a lot of energy overflowing, it still greatly enhances Huang Shaotian's speed.

What puzzled Mo Qian was that even though he was moving so fast, he still hadn't caught up with the shadowy figure in the darkness immediately.
"Ok?"

Mo Qian felt that things were starting to get interesting.

"Don't even think about escaping."

Mo Qianke wouldn't tell this shadowy figure that his speed wasn't actually at its maximum.

"caught you!"

Mo Qian pulled the shadowy figure out of the darkness, but when the light shone on the figure, Mo Qian was momentarily stunned.

"You are--"

Mo Qian stared in disbelief at the person in his hand, instinctively letting go, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears as he looked at this person.

"Qianqian, is it really you?"

"Who is Qianqian!"

Lingling said angrily, slapping Mo Qian's hand off her head.

"No, that's not true. Lord Qiongqi was right to tell me to keep guarding the Dark Forest. I've finally waited for you again."

Mo Qian looked at this willful girl who looked exactly like Qianqian and still couldn't control himself. He hadn't felt this way when he saw Lingling before.

However, after losing Qianqian, Mo Qian would only be lost in thought when he saw Lingling again.

"Mo Qian! Are you alright?"

Mo Qian didn't come out of his daze until Chu Yunxiu and Mu Cheng arrived. Actually, it wasn't entirely Mo Qian's fault; Lingling had used a little trick on him.

Lingling ran away. Lingling was actually a little confused, since she had only used a very ordinary mental suggestion.

However, Mo Qian fell for it. Lingling clearly remembered that the last time she met Mo Qian, she couldn't even see through his thoughts.

But just now, Lingling saw Mo Qian's true feelings and emotions clearly in his eyes. "What kind of look was that? Reluctance, love, and longing?"

Lingling thought to herself as she ran, but she wouldn't stop because of these thoughts. Now that she had met Mo Qian, she had already completed the task that Lord Qiongqi had given her.

"But did Lord Qiongqi know he would make such an expression? You know what, it's actually quite cute."

Lingling thought of Mo Qian now, with his double pupils and white hair, and she really thought he looked quite handsome.

Mo Qian was not in Lingling's aesthetic sense before, because Lingling and Qianqian were very different. Although they looked exactly the same, Qianqian was gentle and soft, a typical southern woman, while Lingling was willful and liked to be different.

The Mo Qian of the past had black hair and black eyes. Although his features were extremely delicate, he wasn't Lingling's type.
Lingling didn't know why Mo Qian's hair had suddenly turned completely white; she had never seen anything like it before.

"Yeah, he was holding a knife. The knife looked weird, but it was also a tiny bit good-looking."

Lingling was thinking about how to report to Qiongqi about the Mo Qian she had seen. As for whether, in Lingling's heart, he was really a little bit more handsome, or perhaps a billion times more handsome, perhaps only Lingling herself knew.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong? What was that thing just now?"

Mu Cheng blinked curiously and asked Mo Qian, who avoided her gaze, secretly wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes, and replied:
"It's nothing, just some sand in my eyes. It's just a little devil. We were just trapped in a ghost's maze by her before."

Mo Qian quickly composed himself. He figured they could now leave the Dark Forest. The reason he was there earlier was because Lingling had set up a ghostly domain; anyone who entered the caster's domain would never be able to leave.
Mo Qian had seen this domain before, and the Dark Statue could also use it. However, Mo Qian found it a little strange that although he remembered that the Dark Statue had returned to the Dark Forest, he had not seen the Dark Statue.

Meanwhile, in a dark corner of the Dark Forest, a dark statue trembled slightly as it watched Mo Qian and his companions strut arrogantly through the forest.

Mo Qian originally thought he would encounter the Dark Statue, but he didn't. Mo Qian thought he wouldn't encounter Ling Ling, but he did.

What Mo Qian didn't know was that the Dark Statue absolutely dared not attack him now; the Dark Statue felt that it still wanted to live a little longer.

"Damn it, how did this monster come back? And its aura is so weak, it's nothing like the one before."

Darkness's perception was extremely powerful. He could sense how bad Mo Qian's physical condition was, but he could also feel how strong Mo Qian's mental power was, especially Mo Qian's eyes, which were just as powerful as Qiongqi's.

"Could it be that he/she has been stimulated by something?"

This is the only possibility that Dark can think of; the other possibilities are not very likely.

"I'll lead the way this time, I definitely won't get lost!"

Mo Qian said confidently, but what Mo Qian didn't know was that Lingling's Ghost Domain only had a slight effect on Chu Yunxiu, but it had no effect on Mo Qian.

Because of Mo Qian's terrible sense of direction, there's no need to use the Ghost Domain to confuse his sense of direction. Mo Qian will take matters into his own hands and lead himself astray. Perhaps this is also a talent of Mo Qian's.

Half an hour later, Mo Qian, Chu Yunxiu, and Su Mucheng looked at everything familiar before them—the familiar scene, the familiar feeling of being lost. Chu Yunxiu knew then:
"Mo Qian! How did you get lost again?!" (End of Chapter)