Goddess Painting

escape!

We must escape!

But before escaping...

He glanced at Qi Ying on the ground.

Qi Ying knows too much!

Besides, keeping this useless thing around is just asking for trouble!

"Only the dead... can keep a secret!"

boom!

Ignoring Su Qinghan's potentially deadly sword light, and risking the destruction of his clone, the demonic shadow struck Qi Ying's crown with a backhand palm!

"No—! My lord—! Spare me—!!"

Qi Ying's desperate screams came to an abrupt halt!

"Bang!"

It was like a ripe watermelon being hit by a hammer, its head exploding instantly!

Red and white splattered all over the floor!

After doing all this, the demonic figure exploded into a sky full of black mist the moment the sword light was about to strike!

"Trying to run away?!"

Su Qinghan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her sword light surged, instantly annihilating most of the black mist that filled the sky!

"ah--!!"

A painful groan echoed from the void.

But eventually, a tiny wisp of black smoke, under the cover of night, burrowed into the ground and quickly dissipated into the world!

"He got away..."

Su Qinghan sheathed his sword and stood there, his face extremely grim.

This is an avatar; the original is nowhere to be found, and its methods are bizarre, making it impossible to trace.

She walked to Qi Ying's body. Although his head was broken, the token at his waist was still there.

With a wave of her hand, the token flew into her palm.

"The Enforcement Hall's token?"

Su Qinghan frowned, a look of unprecedented seriousness flashing in his eyes:

"Disciples of the Enforcement Hall...colluded with outsiders to assassinate elders and peak masters?"

"Just how rotten has the Qingyun Sect become?!"

This is definitely not a small matter!

This is a major loophole within the sect!

Qin Feng stepped forward at the opportune moment and sighed:

"Your Highness, this matter is likely not simple."

"To be honest, I was also hunted down by several mysterious people in the Earthfall Secret Realm, and even Miss Li was almost killed."

"Those groups of people, although of different identities, share very similar methods and styles of operation with this person."

"I suspect... there's a massive network targeting the sect's most promising talents behind this!"

"Someone... wants to destroy the foundation of the Qingyun Sect!"

Qin Feng spoke with such righteous indignation, as if he were truly considering the sect's interests.

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghan gave Qin Feng a deep look.

She is not stupid.

Although Qin Feng's actions were partly acting, the underlying crisis was very real.

"This matter is of great importance. I will report it to the sect leader and have it thoroughly investigated! There will be no leniency!"

With a wave of her sleeve, she collected the bodies of Wang Tianyi and Qi Ying, intending to take them back as evidence.

Then.

She turned around.

Those once cold and murderous eyes now held a subtle change.

She looked at Qin Feng, her eyes less cold and sharp, and more complicated with shame and anger.

"Let's put official business aside for now."

Su Qinghan's voice suddenly changed.

It was no longer the aloof, saintly majesty of a saint, but rather carried a tone like that of someone demanding payment:

"Qin Feng".

"Now... it's time to talk about our private matters."

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

coming!

You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth!

This woman, how come she hasn't forgotten about this?!

He immediately feigned ignorance, looking completely bewildered, even somewhat innocent:

"Personal matters? What...could we possibly have any personal matters?"

"Your Highness, are you mistaken? We don't have much interaction outside of official business."

"No common ground?"

Su Qinghan laughed in exasperation.

"Follow me!"

She didn't give Qin Feng a chance to refute at all, grabbed his collar, and flew towards the main hall on the mountaintop!

overbearing!

That's completely unreasonable!

Qin Feng was being carried around like a chick, secretly groaning in his heart:

"Oh no... how am I supposed to make this up now?"

……

Tian Shu Peak Main Hall.

The candlelight illuminated the hall as if it were daytime.

Su Qinghan sat down in the main seat without any hesitation, her long, slender legs crossed, her skirt slipping slightly to reveal a section of her jade-like calves.

She scrutinized Qin Feng standing below, her fingers lightly tapping the handrail, making a "tap, tap" sound.

The sound was like a hammer blow to Qin Feng's heart.

Behind the main hall, in the small house where Qin Feng and Lin Wan'er usually lived.

Lin Yi and Lin Wan'er were pressed against the crack in the door, holding their breath and straining their ears, barely daring to breathe, as they eavesdropped intently on the sounds outside.

"Speak."

Su Qinghan finally spoke, her voice revealing neither joy nor anger, yet carrying an irresistible pressure:

"The inner demons that have inexplicably arisen within me lately..."

"Is...it related to you?!"

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Qin Feng's back, trickling down his spine.

This woman's intuition is frighteningly accurate!

It's even more sensitive than a dog's nose!

But how could he dare to admit it?

To admit it means death! That would be blasphemy against the saint!

You might get castrated!

Qin Feng shook his head vigorously, his face full of innocence, even showing a hint of concern:

"Inner demons? What inner demons?"

"Your Highness, you are the pillar of our sect, a pure and immaculate fairy! How could you have inner demons?"

"Oh dear! This is no small matter! It needs to be treated!"

Qin Feng's expression of "I'm so worried about you" was more genuine than gold. He slapped his thigh, as if he had come up with a great idea:

"How about this! My master's medical skills are divine! I'll ask him to come out of seclusion right now and give you a thorough examination?"

"As you know, my master is the renowned Master Feng! He even saved Elder Hua from a terminal illness, so curing a mental demon would be a piece of cake!"

"Don't worry! I'll contact him right away! Even if he's at the ends of the earth, I'll call him here!"

As Qin Feng spoke, he reached for his communication jade talisman.

"Oh."

A cold laugh.

The laughter was full of mockery, as if it knew everything.

Su Qinghan slowly stood up and approached Qin Feng step by step.

She walked slowly, each step carrying a powerful aura.

"Master Wind?"

She walked up to Qin Feng and stopped.

I think…

She leaned forward slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on Qin Feng's, as if trying to see into the depths of his soul:

"That so-called Master of Wind..."

"It's actually yourself, isn't it?!"

"boom!"

Qin Feng's mind went blank!

It was like being struck by lightning!

How is that possible?!

My Thousand Illusions Mask is so powerful that even those in the Blood Transformation Realm can't see through it!

Even Hua Muyao couldn't see through it!

How did she know?!

Did I give myself away somewhere?

Qin Feng's heart pounded, and he stammered, trying to deny it:

"Your Highness...you...you must be joking..."

"I...I'm only at the Divine Power Realm...how could I possibly be Master Feng..."

In the room.

Lin Wan'er and Lin Yi exchanged a glance and both saw the utter horror in each other's eyes!

Their mouths were agape, wide enough to fit a fist, and their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.

"Sister...brother-in-law is Master Feng?!"

Lin Yi's voice was trembling:

"The one who revived Elder Hua?! The one who made the Li and Shen families bow down in submission?! This... how is this possible?!"

"My God! How many aliases does my brother-in-law have?!"

Lin Wan'er also covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

The revered physician, admired by the entire clan and even sought after by her father… was actually her husband?!

After the initial shock, a sour feeling welled up inside me.

How would the saint know?

My husband didn't even tell me, so why is the Holy Maiden so certain?

What secret do those two have that they're hiding?

Inside the main hall.

Qin Feng was still struggling in his death throes, looking utterly aggrieved.

"Your Highness, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! If this gets out, my master will kill me! I'm really just a disciple!"

"Still pretending?"

Su Qinghan was both annoyed and amused by his nonchalant attitude.

She stopped in front of Qin Feng, her stunningly beautiful face less than three inches away from him.

Qin Feng could even clearly smell the faint, cool lotus fragrance emanating from her body and see the fine pores on her skin.

The atmosphere... suddenly became somewhat ambiguous.