The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 193 You Don't Like Me

Two streaks of light flew at breakneck speed through the air, surrounded by frosty mist and clouds, a vast expanse of white...

"Has Yuqing also moved to Qiaojian Peak?"

The smoke and clouds continued to spread out in all directions, and the sword-sheath-shaped mountain peak in front became clearer and clearer. Listening to the whistling cold wind in his ears, the man in purple suddenly had a thought.

Su Wan'er, an eighth-level advanced ghost spirit master, grew up with Feng Yuqing in Yuqing Pavilion and was also Feng Yuqing's only personal maid.

As Feng Ling asked the question, he secretly glanced at the woman in green. Seeing that her attire was similar to Feng Yuqing's, he chuckled to himself, "They really do look like a master and servant!"

"Reporting to Senior Brother, Miss set off as soon as she asked me to come and fetch you, and she should have arrived by now!"

Su Wan'er was a very gentle person. After raising her eyebrows slightly, she noticed the outline of the mountain peaks ahead was getting darker, so she quickly turned to the side and adjusted the speed of her sword flight. Unfortunately, her gaze fell once again on what the purple-robed man was standing on.

"Senior Brother Feng, we're almost there!"

Although Su Wan'er remained outwardly calm, she was inwardly thinking to herself, "This is the first time I've encountered someone with a gun... and flying!"

However, out of respect for Feng Ling, she didn't say it directly, but just sighed in her heart again: "No wonder he's the person Miss likes, even their personalities are similar...!"

Su Wan'er often heard Feng Yuqing mention Feng Ling to her. Although Feng Yuqing did not reveal Feng Ling's true cultivation level, she could tell from Feng Yuqing's words and actions that the man in purple was extraordinary!
Imagine, a tenth-level prodigy showing almost blind worship to a newly promoted eighth-level advanced ghost spirit master. If you say there's nothing fishy about it, Su Wan'er would never believe it even if you beat her to death!
With that in mind, Su Wan'er secretly kept a watchful eye on things.

Although Feng Ling's revealed cultivation level was the same as hers, she was filled with doubts and in the end, she still chose to address him as "Senior Brother".

"How so, about the same?"

"Of course, they're all a bit strange!"

Just as the woman in green was lost in thought, a curious voice rang in her ears, and she blurted it out almost instinctively.

"Ah...!? You..." Sensing something was wrong, Su Wan'er immediately reacted and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as she looked at the purple-clad man with a raised corner of his mouth.

The woman in green was utterly shocked: How is this possible? I was just thinking about it, I didn't make a sound! How did he know what I was thinking?

"Shh~, next time you talk about others, remember to keep your voice down!"

The man in purple had a sudden thought. He winked at the woman in green who looked surprised and uncertain, and then, on his own, began to descend towards the mountain peak ahead.

"Uh... could it be that I remembered wrong?" Seeing the figure in front of her say this, Su Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief. Then, quite annoyed, she rubbed her forehead and said, "Ugh, I couldn't control my mouth again!"

The next moment, a flash of light appeared...

The man in purple hovered in the void, glanced around, and casually landed on an old tree growing from a rock wall, waiting for the woman in green to catch up at top speed.

From afar, Qiaojian Peak pierces the sky, surrounded by misty clouds, just like a peerless sword radiating a sharp white light; up close, the rock face of Qiaojian Peak is smooth, with rows of white-headed old trees evenly distributed.

Hidden beneath the dense canopy of trees, it becomes clear that this sword is one that has never been seen before...

"Please forgive me, senior brother. I was very rude just now!"

They landed on the same old tree. Looking at the woman in green, her face was slightly flushed, clearly still embarrassed by her earlier slip of the tongue.

"It's alright, just take me to your young lady!"

Seeing Su Wan'er's earnest and ashamed apology, the man in purple felt both amused and exasperated, and immediately changed the subject. She, of course, had no idea that Feng Ling could read minds.

"Alright... Senior Brother Feng, please wait here for a moment. I'll go look for it outside the nearby cave!"

Hearing this, Su Wan'er felt very depressed. Before coming, she had left in a hurry and forgot to ask Feng Yuqing where the specific location was.

"Ahem, let's each take one side and search! That way we can save some effort!"

Feng Ling coughed lightly. This Qiaojian Peak was at least 600 meters high, and the mountain covered an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. If you walked around the rock wall, the distance would be three or four hundred meters.

If it were on the ground, it wouldn't matter; a distance of a few hundred meters is nothing to a core disciple, who can reach it in just a few breaths.

But this is high in the sky where strong winds howl and gravity is abnormal. Even a core disciple with a ninth-level cultivation could fall if they are not careful. Let alone Su Wan'er, a high-level eighth-level ghost spirit master?
"Thank you, Senior Brother! Let's split up and get going!"

The woman in green turned to the side and cast a grateful glance at her. This was her first time visiting Qiaojian Peak, but she had heard that there were at least a hundred caves on it. If she were to search for them one by one by herself, she would be exhausted.

Therefore, Su Wan'er naturally assumed that the other party wanted to lighten her burden because of the sheer size of her project. Little did she know that Feng Ling was afraid she would make a mistake in her haste to find the cave and unfortunately fall and be smashed to pieces!

It won't be easy to explain to Feng Yuqing then!
"Wait, maybe I know where it is!"

An invisible power of ghosts and gods quickly spread out, covering most of the mountain peak in the blink of an eye. Feng Ling was not comfortable with the other party going alone, so he did not intend to let the other party go in the first place.

"Senior brother, are you teasing me? I'm going now..." The woman in green frowned, thinking that the other party had suddenly changed his mind and was trying to find an excuse to get away, so she turned around and prepared to go look for him alone.

Seeing Su Wan'er turn around, Feng Ling didn't immediately stop her. He believed that with his mental probing, the woman in green wouldn't take more than two steps before he, having quickly discovered the clue, would call her back.

"Huh? Why isn't there anything...!" In an instant, his powerful mental energy swept through all the caves on Qiaojian Peak, but he found nothing, which made Feng Ling very surprised and suspicious.

Among dozens of auras of varying intensities, he detected the familiar auras of Leng Ningshuang, Xiang Qiubai, Wu Ye, and others.

He could even detect Kuang Tu's aura, but he couldn't detect the aura of the woman in green.

"Could it be that Yuqing hasn't arrived yet?"

"Alright, you two stop looking! I'm right behind you..."

Just as Feng Ling was filled with doubt and Su Wan'er was about to set off, a slightly angry, clear female voice quickly entered their ears, interrupting their actions at the same time.

A faint green light emanated from a stone platform above and behind Feng Ling and his companion. The light was so dim that one had to look closely to see a beautiful woman dressed in green standing there.

"Miss...!" Su Wan'er stopped and turned around, her eyes lighting up with joy as she saw the newcomer. She then leaped over. Seeing this, Feng Ling also shook off his gloom and followed closely behind, landing on the stone platform.

"Wan'er, go and help me manage the cave!" As soon as the two landed, the woman in green spoke indifferently, glancing at the woman in blue who had enthusiastically stepped forward to take her arm.

"Uh...!" Su Wan'er was taken aback for a moment, then responded with a puzzled "Yes," and walked into the cave. She felt that her mistress seemed a little different than usual, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different.

"Whoosh...!" A cold wind blew, and as Feng Yuqing sent Su Wan'er away, breathing became clearly audible, and the surroundings quieted down, making the whole scene extremely oppressive.

"Yuqing!" Her smooth hair swayed gently in the wind, and her delicate face was flushed with a lovely blush from the cold. At this moment, Feng Yuqing was like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs, her pure and refined temperament even more pronounced, causing Feng Ling to be momentarily lost in thought.

"Hmph~...!" However, the fairy seemed to be in a bad mood. After letting out a cold snort, her gaze towards the man in purple became even colder.

From the other party's cold gaze, Feng Ling felt a bad premonition. To be precise, he had a vague feeling about this when Feng Yuqing sent Su Wan'er away.

Next, the woman in green stepped forward and said something that left Feng Ling speechless, both amused and exasperated...

"Why were you so close to Wan'er just now?"

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, Feng Yuqing spoke in a strange tone, and stared intently into the eyes of the man in purple with her clear and bright eyes wide open.

"Is it close? No, it's not!"

Seeing the green-clad woman's piercing gaze, Feng Ling coughed and rubbed his nose. Then, quite naturally, he turned his head to look at the distant mountain peaks.

Originally, Feng Ling did this because he was afraid that Feng Yuqing would misunderstand him. But who knew that it would only make the other party more prone to overthinking.

"Hmph!" Feng Yuqing was already about ten centimeters shorter than Feng Ling. From her angle, she could only see the profile of the purple-clad man, who looked rather guilty.

"Those are my sisters, if you dare..."

The woman in green cast a fierce glare at the man in purple, her voice filled with a warning. But Feng Yuqing didn't finish her sentence, because she was afraid that Feng Ling might actually fall for Su Wan'er.

After all, Wan'er's appearance is indeed very good, and her temperament is also very good. Although her figure is not as good as mine, what if Feng Ling likes her?
"Hiss~...!" Immediately afterward, a sharp pain came from his waist. Feng Ling could no longer remain calm. He suddenly opened his mouth and gasped for breath, his facial expression contorting slightly.

Serves you right for pretending!
Seeing the man in purple looking pained, the woman in green felt a little better and secretly snorted as she released her hand.

Then, taking advantage of Feng Ling's lingering pain in his waist, Feng Yuqing took a step closer and wrapped her arms around the man in purple.

A familiar fragrance stimulated his sense of smell, and Feng Ling suddenly came back to his senses with a refreshed feeling.

Upon realizing their current situation, Feng Ling was about to say something when he heard a soft voice coming from the woman in his arms.

The woman in green looked up at the man in purple and said sadly, "I know you don't like me, you just treat me like a younger sister!"

But do you know? Wan'er may be my maid, but she's also my best sister. You can't like anyone else… you can't like Wan'er!

"Sigh...!" Upon hearing this, the man in purple sighed helplessly. The person he liked didn't like him back, but instead liked his best friend.

Such a stark contrast can be devastating, sometimes even driving people to despair and collapse.

Although Feng Ling had not experienced it firsthand, he could clearly detect a hint of bitterness in Feng Yuqing's sorrowful tone.

"Yuqing, I don't like her...!"

The man in purple remained silent for a long time. Fearing that he would be misunderstood again, he carefully organized his thoughts before gently stroking the woman in green's hair.

Then, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, Feng Ling said with a sense of loss, "Or rather, if we measure it by romantic feelings, I don't like anyone at all!"

Faced with several stunningly beautiful soulmates in this life, Feng Ling couldn't help but sigh, "Love is truly a wondrous yet tormenting thing..."

In my past life, I, Feng Ling, was the God of Assassination, and I was favored by countless young and beautiful female assassins. However, due to various reasons, I remained unmarried for the rest of my life.

Clearly, it's not easy for two people to become husband and wife. And once they succeed after all the hardships, it will only add a fatal weakness to their relationship!

Therefore, before falling in love, one must nip any budding feelings in the bud and discard all useless thoughts.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live so freely and comfortably after offending several superpowers…!

this life,

I'm afraid that's how it is...!
"Whoosh...!" A cold wind blew by, and when I thought of this, for some unknown reason, the scene before me seemed to change.

The next instant,

A figure in white,
Suddenly, it popped into Feng Ling's mind.

"Senior sister...!?"

Long, jet-black hair, a perfectly cold and beautiful face, and captivating eyes as green as jade...

Faced with this unexpected turn of events, Feng Ling remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was slightly startled. Even he himself didn't know why he suddenly thought of Leng Ning Shuang.

"Um!?"

Before he could think too much, his waist suddenly loosened and his neck tightened abruptly. Then, under the warm and smooth touch, even though Feng Ling always prided himself on his refined and powerful mental strength, his brain felt a little buzzing.

……

The man in purple and the woman in green embraced each other silently, quietly enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

"Miss, I've already..."

Suddenly, a discordant voice entered their ears, sounding quite pleased.

Before the words had even finished, the woman in green joyfully emerged from the cave.

"Uh...!?" Upon seeing the scene before her, Su Wan'er was momentarily stunned. "Is this the reason for Miss's unusual behavior earlier?"

Su Wan'er's expression changed slightly, and after thinking it through, she looked quite helpless. Then, she couldn't help but let out a bitter smile in her heart.

The woman in green stood on tiptoe, her long, delicate hands seemingly boneless, tightly embracing the neck of the man in purple.

That scene...
It felt like an eternity!

Life isn't about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because you persevere.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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