The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

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"how do you know."

Wen Qingning was slightly shocked.

"The emotions of the heart."

Wen Yu's eyes were filled with mist, and he pointed gently at his chest.

Jiang Qianqiu acted too calmly, which was not at all like her character.

With Jiang Qianqiu's crazy character, how could she easily come back here if she hadn't found Shen Shuchou.

What's more, Wen Yuning didn't feel even a trace of sadness from Jiang Qianqiu.

They all love someone deeply together, and Wen Yuning is very sensitive to this emotion.

From that moment on, Wen Yuning knew that Jiang Qianqiu was just deceiving her.

She felt sad that Jiang Qianqiu had lied to her, but she was also happy that Shen Shuqiu was still alive.

Wen Yuning gently opened the door and walked to the lake with light steps.

Under the sunlight, the water of Yuxian Lake sparkles with sparkling waves, like countless tiny diamonds.

Wen Yuning stood quietly on the edge, staring at the lake.

Her delicate face is reflected in the lake water, like a beautiful picture.

There was a hint of sadness in those beautiful autumn eyes, which was a deep concern in her heart.

The gentle breeze blew through her hair, bringing a cool feeling, but it could not smooth the ripples in her heart.

Wen Yuning stood quietly, as if she was talking to the lake, and also seemed to be communicating with her own heart.

The flowers and plants by the lake swayed gently, seeming to feel her mood.

Their presence adds a touch of vitality and tenderness to this picture.

A trace of pity flashed in Wen Qingning's eyes, and she seemed to have made some determination in her heart at this moment. She said side by side: "Give me time, I will take you to find him personally. Jiang Qianqiu will lie to you, but I will not."

Wen Yuning looked sideways and saw an extremely serious look on Wen Qingning's face.

Wen Yuning's heart warmed up, and a relieved smile appeared on her pretty face as she said, "No need."

Wen Qingning was slightly startled again. She did not expect Wen Yuning to answer this.

"Don't you want to see him? You've been waiting for him for a hundred years. Are you going to give up?"

Wen Qingning said in confusion.

She suddenly couldn't understand her sister again. She had obviously been looking forward to Shen Shuqiu for a hundred years, but now she refused.

Wen Yu stared at the lake with rippling autumn eyes and said softly: "I have never thought of giving up, it's just that I haven't reached the point of love with him yet."

"Are you willing to wait like this? Is it worth it? If you don't go looking for her, what will you do to fight with Jiang Qianqiu? This time I will help you."

Wen Qingning asked.

As Wen Yuning's biological sister, most of her would not care about her.

After all, she was the head of the Huaxian Dao Sect and had many things to deal with. She only got to see Wen Yuning occasionally.

Although Jiang Qianqiu was already the Great Emperor, Wen Qingning felt a strong sense of injustice in her heart when she saw Wen Yuning's appearance.

"I won't blame Jiang Qianqiu for lying to me. There's nothing worth talking about in this world. His appearance is like the word "love" that is deeply imprinted in my heart."

Wen Yuning smiled freely.

Wen Qingning fell into silence after hearing this and did not reply for a long time.

"A hundred years has passed by in a hurry, and a thousand years is only a moment. Besides, he has lived in my heart for such a long time. It's just like when I first met him. I feel good about it."

Wen Yuning continued.

After saying that, Wen Yuning said no more, gently took out a flute from her arms, put it to her lips and blew it gently.

Whenever her heart is throbbing, Wen Yuning always likes to express it with flute music.

In an instant, a melodious flute sound was like a wisp of smoke, slowly reverberating in the air.

This flute sound contains deep feelings of longing, as if it is a call from the heart.

Wen Yuning stood quietly by the lake, her eyes clear and moving.

At this time, mist gradually filled the eyes.

As the flute played, the emotions deep in her heart were aroused, and tears couldn't help but fall down her cheeks.

The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, seeming to convey endless longing to someone far away.

The melody was gentle and charming, like the nightingale's song, as if even the heaven and earth were intoxicated in it.

At the quiet lakeside, only the sound of flutes and tears intertwined together, forming a picture full of poetry and emotion.

The longing is as deep as the lake, and the sound of the flute seems to be the outpouring of her soul.

It echoed leisurely by the Yuxian Lake, telling the story in her heart.

Looking back a hundred years, the world has experienced vicissitudes and changes.

Just sigh

, the old man is gone.

......

......

After Jiang Qianqiu left Huaxian Dao Sect, he went straight in one direction.

Xuanji Domain, Chiyou Cliff.

In an instant! The wind and clouds changed color, and a group of terrifying dark clouds swept over.

At the bottom of the damp and dim cliff, a ray of light suddenly lit up. It turned out to be a pair of huge brown pupils.

Di Jing stood up from the ground suddenly, and his hair exploded at this moment, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

He smelled a familiar but frightening breath, and a black figure appeared in his mind.

"What's wrong, King?"

Under the light of the pupil, a disheveled beautiful woman appeared beside Di Jing.

Di Jing did not speak, and looked out nervously.

The beautiful woman on the side seemed quite puzzled. It was the first time she saw this expression on the omnipotent king. It seemed that something that frightened him so much appeared outside.

The next moment!

A terrifying breath suddenly pressed down.

"Awoo!"

Di Jing collapsed to the ground under this breath.

The beautiful woman was stunned, not understanding but shocked.

A demon lord in the Mahayana realm, at this moment, made a sound that could only be made by pinching the throat like a docile cat.

But then, the beautiful woman also realized the horror of this breath, and her whole body trembled violently.

Before she could make any move, a cold and lonely girl in a black robe appeared in front of the cave.

"Venerable..."

The moment he saw Jiang Qianqiu's figure again, Di Jing's heart trembled fiercely, and the trace of doubt disappeared instantly.

There was a slight tremor in his respectful tone.

"Follow me."

Jiang Qianqiu's cold voice sounded in Di Jing's ears.

When he finished speaking, Jiang Qianqiu's figure disappeared instantly.

With Jiang Qianqiu's departure, the pressure that was like the power of heaven was instantly reduced.

"Huh!"

Di Jing let out a long breath to ease his nervous mood.

"Big... King... Who is she?"

The beautiful woman asked cautiously with a frightened face.

Just now, the breath emanating from Jiang Qianqiu was like a surging wave, pressing down like a tidal wave.

The breath was too terrifying, like an invisible force, so that she couldn't even look up to see the other person's face clearly.

In front of this powerful breath, she felt as small as an ant, like a lonely boat swept by a storm, which could be swallowed at any time.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and her heart was full of awe and fear.

"I'm leaving."

Di Jing did not reveal Jiang Qianqiu's identity.

Di Jing himself did not expect that after a hundred years, he could see Jiang Qianqiu again.

The battle a hundred years ago and Jiang Qianqiu's entry into the emperor left an unforgettable mark in Di Jing's heart.

Now that Jiang Qianqiu has returned and specifically asked him to follow, how could Di Jing refuse?

Not to mention that the other party is a powerful emperor who can crush him to death with just one finger.

What's more, there is still a mark of Jiang Qianqiu in his soul.

"My king, can you not leave?"

The beautiful woman heard him say this, and her eyes suddenly revealed a sadness of reluctance.

"No, I must go with her, otherwise you and I will die."

Di Jing shook his head and said.

"Who is she, even if you and I can't beat her together, then we will send a message to our father. There are so many masters in the tribe, are we afraid of her alone?"

The beautiful woman said immediately.

As soon as these words came out, Di Jing was furious on the spot and stared at her.

"I advise you not to do this. Not to mention your demon tiger tribe, even if you take all the powerful people in the demon domain, she can't kill them all by herself."

Di Jing hurriedly dissuaded her, fearing that this silly woman with a tiger head would do something stupid.

"Who is she, please tell me at least."

Hearing what Di Jing said, the beautiful woman suddenly became anxious.

"Because she is the only great emperor in this world, a supreme being who controls life and death."

Di Jing said.

As soon as these words came out, the beautiful woman's face showed an extremely shocked expression.

This short sentence kept echoing in her heart.