Chapter 388.2
Undercurrents (4)
At this time, a blue streak of light swept across the sky and didn’t stop until it was right above the city. After the light shrouding it dissipated, a white-clothed girl with a blue longsword appeared. The girl looked at the billowing black mist below in astonishment, not knowing what happened for a while.
What is this black mist? How are the people in this city?
Because she didn’t know the specific situation, Feng Lingxue didn’t dare to land hastily. But she already understood that this black mist might be the source of the anomaly she was looking for.
At the same time, Chu Qing also noticed the girl in the sky.
To Chu Qing, the black mist is like an extension of his body, so the black mist does not block his vision, but allows him to see more clearly. Through the black mist, he saw the girl’s appearance clearly, and his eyes immediately lit up, showing greed involuntarily.
What a beautiful girl, it seems that she is almost catching up with Xiao Ruoyao!
Feng Lingxue’s beauty made Chu Qing’s blood boil immediately, and the whole person entered the estrus period in an instant, even a slight blush appeared on his face that had not been seen for a long time.
He grinned, stretched out his hands, manipulated the black mist, and rushed towards Feng Lingxue.
Feng Lingxue was concentrating on observing the black mist, but unexpectedly, the black mist suddenly boiled. After a while, dozens of tentacles formed by condensed black mist whizzed over. Judging by the posture, it was obvious that they wanted to drag her in!Feng Lingxue let out a shout, and the longsword flew into her hand in an instant. She cast a sword spell in her left hand, and swung the longsword with her right hand, causing a Tide Sword Art to sweep towards the tentacles.
Wherever the sword energies passed by, the tentacles were cut in two. But this little damage is almost insignificant to black mist. The black mist surged again, and dozens of tentacles rushed up again, and this time it was more solid than before.
Feng Lingxue’s face was as cold as frost, continuously sending out sword energies one after another. But the tentacles appeared more and more, until finally as far as the eye could see, it was so densely packed that there seemed to be hundreds of them!
Chu Qing looked at Feng Lingxue’s graceful figure, twirling and wielding a sword, and his face could not help but show a look of fascination.
He smiled lewdly and said, “What a beautiful girl, such a beautiful girl is only worthy of a son of destiny like me! Little girl, since you are here, please stay and serve me obediently! If you behave well, maybe I’ll let you be the mistress of my harem!”
Blood Wing couldn’t help but sigh secretly.
The biggest problem with Chu Qing is that he has too much lust in his heart. He even suspected that perhaps the driving force behind Chu Qing’s cultivation was his deep lust.
For cultivators of such a level like him, beauty is actually not worth mentioning. Only people who have reached their level know that the Great Dao is far more beautiful than any beauty.
This is the main reason why many cultivators gradually become pure-hearted and ascetic at the end of their cultivation.
After seeing true greatness, who would waste energy on mere beauty?
Those who are obsessed with beauty are very short-sighted, and those who are short-sighted are destined to be unable to see the true meaning of the dao.
At this time, after being entangled with the black mist for a while, Feng Lingxue already understood that she might be in big trouble this time. No matter what the black mist was, it was far beyond what she could deal with.
Her master once said, ‘Hit it if you can beat it, run away if you can’t beat it. There is no shame in running away, only shame in losing your life meaninglessly.’
So Feng Lingxue decided to run away, and she prepared to ask Sword Emperor Lengyue to take action after returning.
Thinking of this, Feng Lingxue no longer hesitated, turned around, and flew back.
“Want to run? Just stay with me!”
Amid the sinister laughter, the black mist shrouding the heavens and covering the sun was like the claws of a huge monster, grabbing Feng Lingxue from all directions.
Feng Lingxue quickly cast her movement technique, tried her best to avoid the black mist, and waited for an opportunity to escape.
But the black mist is getting thicker and thicker, leaving fewer and fewer gaps.
As the black mist gradually blocked all escape routes one by one, the last glimmer of light also disappeared from Feng Lingxue’s vision.
Feng Lingxue’s face was still frosty, but the palm of her right hand holding the sword was already drenched in sweat.
Was she going to die here?
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At this time, Feng Shao, who was discussing matters with Tang Fei on the Ziqing Mountain in Beizhou, thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a flutter in his heart, feeling flustered for no reason.
He looked towards the southeast in amazement, feeling as if something extremely important to him was about to be lost.
What is it?
Just when Feng Shao didn’t know why, the Tianhua Jade Slip hidden in his body suddenly lit up, and then a golden light came out through his body and flew straight into the sky. But the golden light was so fast that neither Feng Shao nor Tang Fei noticed it.
And the direction in which the golden light flew was Feng Lingxue!