Chapter 109 I Came Here by Smelling the Scent

Huang Xinning looked a bit angry, she shook her sleeves and left.

There was no one else in the room.

Leng Feiran sat up suddenly, she quickly came to the dressing table, and began to put on makeup with trembling hands.

She couldn't put on makeup well, and after a long time, she was satisfied with it.

But at this time, she noticed herself in the mirror.

She turned white hair now!

Leng Feiran pulled her hair angrily, why was she so embarrassed?

Poor my beautiful hair!

Yue Qingling, you are so cruel!

But at this time, she didn't dare to alert the enemy.

Leng Feiran quickly packed up, took her storage bag, came to the door, and set up a ban with the words: "The Queen is in seclusion".

Then, she rushed into the sky.

She won't tell anyone this time, no one!

Yue Qingling is her own, no one can see her!

Just now, Leng Feiran felt a trace of Chan Nu!

This feeling is too familiar.

With just this movement, she instantly woke up from the confusion of falling into the abyss.

Chan Nu, just to the west!

When she was flying in the air, she felt her heart surge.

This time, she gradually calmed down when she noticed the existence of Chan Nu.

At the same time, she also had the mind to think about the situation at that time.

Leng Feiran was sure that although she was furious at Yue Qingling at that time, she definitely did not use so much strength.

Her Yuanshen did not show any signs of releasing spiritual energy at all.

It was too strange that Yue Qingling could die directly with just a slap.

What made her feel even more incredible was that Yue Qingling died and her body could disappear directly.

This was almost impossible to happen. After the body died, how could she have the strength to destroy her body?

But at that time, she was instantly confused by this sudden incident.

Then there was endless sadness and regret, and finally she went crazy and never dared to review the situation at that time.

Now recalling this, even though Leng Feiran was still terrified, she still couldn't believe that Yue Qingling died just like that.

The young man who was thrown into the dungeon and could never get out, the slave who could be married to anyone, had been servile for a year and didn't dare to die.

Coming out of the Jidao Holy Land, he was so brave?

Impossible!

Yue Qingling cherished her life very much.

The more Leng Feiran thought about it, the more she felt that she was deceived.

She increased her flying speed to the fastest speed, almost consuming her life span in the flight.

She didn't sleep, didn't eat or drink, and just flew all the way in the air.

Like a red meteor, she rushed straight to the location of Chan Nu.

No one could stop her!

She must know what happened to this Chan Nu who gave her the signal!

Soon, she came to the border of Xizhou.

Leng Feiran flew over Chencheng and came to a big river.

She realized that Chan Nu was here.

There was a dense jungle beside this slowly flowing river.

In this jungle, there is an inconspicuous thatched cottage.

Leng Feiran slowly landed in front of the thatched cottage.

Her heartbeat accelerated.

A familiar smell made her tremble all over.

Leng Feiran clenched her fists and slowly came to the outside of the thatched cottage. She walked through the fence and came to the small thatched house. She gently touched the wooden door. The door was not locked, revealing the simple equipment inside.

A single elm bed with bedding on it, neatly folded.

In addition, there is a small dining table and two small stools.

This is where a bachelor sleeps.

But Leng Feiran quickly came to the bedding, lowered her head and sniffed, and the familiar fragrance penetrated into her nose.

Then, her anger burned.

Xiaochannu!

You really want to die!

The Queen of Dongzhou was almost pissed off by Yue Qingling!

She walked out angrily, determined to find the boy who dared to play tricks on her.

But just when she turned around, Leng Feiran's anger seemed to have encountered snow water and slowly subsided.

Will she continue to love and hate Yue Qingling as before?

She regretted the past two months, and it was not pleasant.

If Yue Qingling was pushed to the edge, and he did this again, what should she do?

Leng Feiran, the fearless female emperor of the Demon Cult, was actually afraid for the first time.

She slowly came to the courtyard and looked at the place where Yue Qingling lived.

There was the sound of rushing water and the rustling of trees in the wind.

Yue Qingling was alone, and would rather find such a place in the demon land to live in a cowardly way than meet her.

It can be seen that he already hated himself very much.

Is it really so annoying?

Leng Feiran was lost.

She turned her back to the fence door and stared at the low thatched cottage in a daze.

At this moment, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

Leng Feiran was tense, and she didn't even dare to turn her head.

Fear of being disappointed again!

Is it you? Yue Qingling?

You speak first!

"Hello, young lady? Why are you in my yard?"

Yue Qingling came back from the river, carrying a fish basket and wearing a bamboo hat, like a young fisherman.

He practiced by the river this morning, and also let the water dragon ball play in the Baihe River, and caught a few fish along the way.

At noon, cook some carp tofu soup.

I have to say that in the past two months, life has been very comfortable and pleasant.

And with the Water Dragon Ball playing jokes with him every day, he didn't find it boring.

Yue Qingling's face was full of smiles.

He came to the outside of his yard and suddenly saw a woman in red standing inside.

The woman had white hair and her back was facing him. Obviously, she was not an ordinary person.

Yue Qingling was shocked, but not too nervous.

He lived here under the protection of Guo Feng.

As long as Guo Mingwu, who often came to practice dual cultivation, found that he was not there, he would immediately ask for help.

So, Yue Qingling asked embarrassedly.

This is not an abandoned yard. Don't be idle and blow up my yard.

When Leng Feiran heard his voice, she felt her limbs trembling.

She couldn't control her tears, and they fell from her beautiful eyes.

He is not dead...

He is really not dead...

And he hasn't recognized her yet.

Leng Feiran didn't dare to look back. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand in panic.

Then, she quickly took out a mist mask from her storage bag and put it on her face.

This mask has no shape. After putting it on, others can't see her appearance clearly. It not only does not affect her eating and breathing, but also changes her voice.

It can even make a fake and real disguise according to the owner's wishes.

Leng Feiran adjusted her mood, turned around, and said in a deep and long tone: "Is this where you live?"

Yue Qingling was stunned when she saw her mask.

Who is this expert?

This mist mask is very precious. It is not an ordinary lady who can't afford it.

And the voice is also quite classical and elegant. As soon as you hear it, you know that this woman is not an ordinary person.