Chapter 1452: Feng Lianqing I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Feng Ruqing nodded slightly. However, without seeing Xiao Ya with her own eyes, her heart seemed to be unable to be at peace.

***

Spiritual qi was dense at one of the peaks that disappeared into the clouds on the mountain range.

In a deep pool, a black dragon was circling in the spiritual pool where thick mist gathered. It was obviously very comfortable, and by its side, two little servants were massaging it.

“It is still more comfortable in the old home. The spiritual qi is so much thicker than in Cang Yue Mainland. The only pity is that Little Nine is missing.”

Yes, if Little Nine was here, then it would be even better…

Suddenly, the black dragon raised its head and looked at the sky. It suddenly squinted, and a different light flashed in its eyes.

“Was that Little Nine’s breath just now… ?”

His Little Nine had long been carved into his memories. Even if she was a thousand miles apart, it could notice her presence.

Swish!

Suddenly, the black dragon leaped out of the deep pool. Water splashed everywhere. He leaped into the void, and black mist appeared all around it. Its entire body was elongated in the black mist.

A handsome young man slowly walked out of the black mist.

The young man looked delicate and handsome. He was tall as he stood naked with his snow-white skin glinting under the reflection of the sunlight.

The two servants had already lowered their heads, not daring to look at this young man who was as domineering as a king, directly. They did not even dare to take a peek as they kneeled on the ground.

The corner of the young man’s lips curled upward into a moving smile. He raised his hand, and a black robe nearby fell into his hands. In less than a moment, it was already draped around his body.

“I’m still not used to human’s clothes. However… If I don’t wear clothes when I seek Little Nine, she will definitely beat me up.”

It was just an animal that was condensed from spiritual qi. How could it be like humans, wearing clothes and eating food?

A thousand years ago, every time he appeared naked before Little Nine, she would knock him down to the ground and bash him up violently.

However, the more violent Little Nine was, the more he liked her…

“Compared to being a person, I feel that days of being a dragon or a dog are much more comfortable. There is someone to take care of me, and there is no need to wear clothes. So annoying. Furthermore, there would always be people feeding me. However, I have no choice. Little Nine is human. If I don’t turn myself into a human, what qualifications do I have to pursue Little Nine?”

The black dragon turned to look at the servant girls kneeling on the ground. His brows were proud and showy with an insufferable arrogance.

“Go and clean up my cave. Little Nine is about to return soon.”

“Yes.”

The servant girls lowered their heads as they replied respectfully.

The black dragon glanced at the servant girls, turned around, and went forward without looking back, disappearing into the clouds in a blink of an eye…

***

At the same time.

In the spirit beast mountain range.

A fierce howl suddenly rang out. Just as Feng Ruqing raised her eyes to take a look, she saw a mighty, fierce lion pouncing over, opening its big mouth, just about to bite down on her.

Nan Xian’s gaze turned cold slightly. Just as he was about to take action, a long arrow flew through the air, and with a hiss, pierced into the lion’s head. Blood splattered everywhere as the lion crumbled to the ground with a rumble.

Feng Ruqing was slightly stunned. “Are the spirit beasts here all so brutal?”

They did not seem to be as cute as the spirit beasts from Cang Yue Mainland.

No matter what, seeing these spirit beasts, she missed the snow wolf a little…

Feng Ruqing slowly raised her head and looked in the direction in which the arrow came from. Suddenly, a handsome face that seemed to have been carved to perfection appeared before her.

The man was dressed in green, looking mighty, outstanding, and wise. A bow was in his hand. His skin was the tone of wheat, and his lips were thin like a knife.

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