322 So There Is Still Such a Complicated Story
“…”
Faced with the woman who had fallen to the ground with a loud thud and buried her face in the flowers, Feng Xia felt a rare strong sense of speechlessness.
Co on, we are old acquaintances. Is this how you react when old friends et?
After three breaths of silence, Feng Xia suddenly raised his foot and gave her a kick.
“Ow, ouch, ouch, ouch…”
The woman scread out in pain. She covered her butt and jumped up. “You asshole, how can you kick ?!”
Feng Xia shrugged and smiled nonchalantly. “It’s not the first ti I’ve kicked you. Why can’t I kick you?”
He took a step forward and locked his gaze on this woman. There was an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.
“Speaking of which, we’ve t at least a few hundred tis. Until now, I still don’t know your na.”
“My na?”
The woman was stunned again when she heard the question. She smacked her lips and squeezed out a few words after a long while. “Yes, what’s my na?”
Feng Xia was stunned when he heard that.
When this woman was in the dream, she could not rember her na. Now that she had woken up from the dream and the two of them t in reality, she still could not rember her na!
How bad was this fellow’s mory?
“You really don’t rember your na?”
“I don’t rember!” The woman replied quite self-righteously. She placed one hand on her waist and waved her other hand at Feng Xia. “How can a na cause trouble? If I’ve forgotten it, then so be it. If you really can’t accept it, then give one!”
“…Xiao Dingdang?” Feng Xia thought for a mont and asked tentatively.
“It’s not nice.”
“… Da Dingdang?”
“Do you really know how to give nas?”
“Long Shelan?”
“Hey, don’t think I can’t tell that you’re snickering!”
As she spoke, the woman smacked her lips again. “It’s really strange. When I go to the dreamland, it’s to have fun with the young lady. Why do I run into you every ti I go there?”
Feng Xia: “?”
Wait a minute, wait a minute!
What did you say you were doing in the dreamland?!
“This is why, of course.”
After a mont of silence, Feng Xia stretched out a hand. Soul force fluctuations slowly condensed into a Prival Green Lotus in his palm.
Floating Dream Three Lives Technique!
The green lotus floated in Feng Xia’s palm, but it seed to be rooted in the prival atmosphere. It rose and fell, spinning slowly and moving rhythmically. If one looked at it a few more tis, one would easily beco attracted and intoxicated.
“Eh… So it’s this!”
In the face of such a situation, the woman blinked a few tis and suddenly pounded her own palm. Her face was filled with realization as she rushed forward. “Old man, you’re actually not dead yet? You made sad for more than 3,000 years. Indeed, a scourge can last for thousands of years…”
Feng Xia continued, “?”
Listen to this, listen to this. Is this what a human would say?
Oh right, he had almost forgotten…
The woman in front of him was not human at all.
She was the spirit of the Heavenly Stairway. At the sa ti, she was also the woman who had asked the Seventh Prince to repay his debt in the dream realm.
It was also because of this that every ti Feng Xia saw this woman in her dream, the details of her “persona” would change slightly.
The people in the dream naturally could not sense it.
However, Feng Xia noticed it.
What was worth ntioning was how the Seventh Prince ended up owing her so many precious stones. Feng Xia was still confused up till now, but there was one thing he was quite clear about—
This woman would always use the Seventh Prince’s na to secretly look for the Seventh Prince’s wife who had returned to her maiden ho…
Well, he did not know anything else.
“As expected, you’re the weapon that my master left behind back then!”
Feng Xia stared at her and said slowly.
The woman stood up again and smacked her lips a few tis. She took off her hairpin and let her hair fall naturally. Then, she shook her head in disappointnt. “So you’re the old man’s disciple. Seeing that you’re so young, I don’t think he took you in himself… Where did you find his inheritance?”
Feng Xia was still confused. “?”
Please, why do you assu that Patriarch Chenhai is dead!
“My master is… Oh, I an Patriarch Chenhai is still alive. I t him not long ago. Master saw that I was talented and outstanding, so he taught the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique.”
“What? He’s still not dead? What a pity.”
This ti, it was the woman’s turn to be surprised. She was dumbfounded for a long ti before she finally smacked her lips and sat down again. She wrapped her arms around her legs, wanting to bury her face in her knees.
After an unknown period of ti, just as Feng Xia thought that this fellow had fallen asleep, the woman squeezed out a few words like a mosquito buzzing.
“And then?”
“Then I left the Ancient Forsaken Land.”
Feng Xia sat down beside her and looked up at the sky, recalling those days. “Master treated very well, but he was suppressed in the Ancient Forsaken Land and could not break free even after 3,000 years.”
As he spoke, he straightened his back slightly and said solemnly.
“This is also the biggest reason why I left the Ancient Forsaken Land. I need to beco strong enough and find a way to break the seal to save Master from the 3,000 years of suppression.”
Clap clap clap.
The woman clapped her hands weakly and sighed. “What you say makes sense, but what does this have to do with ?”
“Don’t you want to save the patriarch?” Feng Xia stared at her with a strange expression.
“If he’s really being suppressed, then I do feel like doing that.”
The woman shook her head forcefully. Her long hair swayed, slapping Feng Xia in the face. “But the problem now is… Ever since the old man kidnapped Wu Guan, I swore that I would never forgive him!”
“So there’s still such a complicated story… Ah, wait, what did you say just now? Who did Master kidnap?”
“Wu Guan!”
The woman hugged her knees and replied excitedly without turning her head, “Goddess Wu Guan! She was the number one goddess in the world back then. I wanted to woo her, but before I could do anything, she was snatched away by the old man.”
“…” Feng Xia was dumbfounded and could not say a word.
As there were too many flaws in the story, he actually could not find a good place to start complaining.
“Then do you know who suppressed the patriarch?”
After a long ti, Feng Xia asked while gritting his teeth.
“Who?” The woman’s reaction was not unexpected.
“Wu Guan! The person who suppressed the patriarch is the person you called Wu Guan!”
Feng Xia lowered his voice and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, “3,000 years of suppression, not being able to choose whether to live or die!”
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