Sister Qiong's gaze was filled with resentnt as she pressed ng Qingzhou down onto the throne, her breath like orchids, whispering softly in his ear:
"In this world, only two people understand the Dao of Space-Ti. No matter how you hide, in my eyes, it's like walking with a candle in the dark."
"Sword Saint Grandfather, I really missed you..."
A hint of crimson flickered in Sister Qiong's golden vertical pupils. Thousands of years had passed, and she had been counting the days, waiting for this mont.
No one knew how excited she was when she heard that the Space-Ti Sword Saint had erged, slaying seven young supres at the Empress's birthday banquet!
To wait for this day, Sister Qiong had secluded herself in the Ancient Divine City, taking in countless foreign tribes to keep an eye out for news about the Space-Ti Sword Saint.
Not only that, but every seven days, Sister Qiong would sneak out to gather information from all over the world.
Gradually, she gave up. She knew that the man's prophecy might not be a prophecy but an inevitability because he ca from thirty thousand years in the future.
Although the man hadn't said it, Sister Qiong believed it in her heart!
"Please, Goddess, have so respect!" ng Qingzhou was shocked, secretly pondering the aning behind Sister Qiong's words.
"Did you... know before?"
Sister Qiong gently caressed ng Qingzhou's cheek, then lightly patted it, saying, "Show your true face."
"I asked you a question." ng Qingzhou's palm pressed against Sister Qiong's shoulder, but her strength was far superior, and he couldn't push her away!
"Show your original appearance first," Sister Qiong emphasized again.
Helpless.
ng Qingzhou had no choice but to transform into the appearance of the Qian Yuan Sword Saint, 'looking' at her, and said, "Satisfied now? It's your turn to answer my question."
"Did we know each other before?"
Having traveled through ti for just three years, ng Qingzhou suddenly discovered that he might have been a scumbag many years ago, entangled in the revenge of a heartbroken sickly adorable girl?
What the hell, this is absurd!
"You're still lying to ! This isn't your true face." Sister Qiong's tone suddenly turned cold, her teeth lightly biting ng Qingzhou's earlobe, her breath becoming increasingly erratic.
Thirty thousand years ago, Sister Qiong had seen that man with her own eyes. He had graying temples, wore a Taoist robe, and had a scholarly and handso appearance.
If ng Qingzhou saw him, he would definitely jump in shock. Isn't this the character who beca the head of Shushan in "Chinese Paladin 3"? Could there be another ti traveler!?
"Don't go too far!" ng Qingzhou gritted his teeth.
If you push any further, I'll self-destruct right here and die in front of you!
"I'm going too far, so what?" Sister Qiong wrapped her arms around ng Qingzhou's neck, her slender white legs locking around his waist like a water snake coiling around its prey.
Feeling her hot breath and the fragrant scent, ng Qingzhou's eyes gradually turned fierce, and the Sword Sense of Ti and Space suddenly erupted.
The vast sword sense, like an ocean, swept through the entire palace.
This was ng Qingzhou's first ti going all out, his power far surpassing before, even threatening cultivators at the early stage of the Morning Glow Realm.
"I was too hasty."
Sister Qiong took a few steps back, her arm unexpectedly cut, a drop of golden blood seeping out.
'That's right, you haven't seen before, or you've lost your mory, or you're from the future, and the ti for our eting hasn't co yet...'
'No matter what, I've waited for thousands of years, a little longer won't hurt.'
Sister Qiong raised her arm, her pink tongue gently licking the blood, the madness in her eyes gradually fading.
Thinking of this, Sister Qiong regained her calm deanor, sat back on the throne, and said:
"Just now was a joke. I like to tease people because you refused my invitation."
ng Qingzhou condensed a sword with the Dao of Ti in his hand, standing in front of Sister Qiong, coldly saying:
"Just because I refused to be your steward?"
"Yes." Sister Qiong nodded.
She didn't reveal the truth, fearing that doing so would change future events.
ng Qingzhou continued coldly, "Then answer my previous question."
"Just nonsense. I suspected you were an old acquaintance, but now I see..." Sister Qiong smiled lightly, "You're not."
"I apologize, I'm sorry."
"But we're even now. Who told you to use those bugs to tease , right? Sword Saint."
ng Qingzhou took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and regained his composure.
It's not worth arguing with this crazy woman.
When I break through to the Morning Glow Realm, I'll definitely get my revenge!
In the three years since his debut, ng Qingzhou had never suffered such a loss, being humiliated by a woman, a great sha!
Don't say it's not a loss to be taken advantage of by a beauty; he's blind! He can't see beauty or ugliness!
'You really are him...' Sister Qiong stared at the sword in ng Qingzhou's hand, the familiar Sword Sense of Ti and Space awakening long-lost mories.
'Before, I was only fifty percent sure you were him, but now I'm one hundred percent sure, you must be him!'
Sister Qiong couldn't help but laugh, wishing she could imdiately control ng Qingzhou and keep him by her side forever.
"I don't want to treat soone who doesn't respect their guests, goodbye!" ng Qingzhou waved his hand, dispersing the sword sense, and turned to leave without looking back.
Sister Qiong lightly tapped the table with her finger, resting her chin on her other hand, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, and smiled:
"Sword Saint, let's form an alliance, a mutual support kind, how about it?"
Hearing this.
ng Qingzhou's steps slowed, his pace becoming slightly hesitant.
"I promise, I will never offend you like today again."
ng Qingzhou paused slightly, a bit hesitant.
This... thinking carefully, as a man, I should be more magnanimous.
After all, his original intention for entering the Ancient Divine City was to establish a friendly alliance with Sister Qiong. Turning hostile in anger now would be tantamount to making an enemy, which doesn't align with the philosophy of survival.
"One more thing, if you help cure the Divine Tribulation, I'll allow you to make any three requests of ."
Sister Qiong raised three fingers, watching ng Qingzhou's back, and added, "Regardless of whether it's within my ability, I will do my utmost to help."
ng Qingzhou stopped, coughed lightly with his back to her, then slowly turned around and said, "Really?"
"Of course." Sister Qiong smiled brightly.
"Alright, it's a deal." ng Qingzhou nodded.
Sister Qiong reached out to shake hands with ng Qingzhou, only to find him walking away without looking back.
As his figure disappeared, ng Qingzhou directly entered the river of ti and left. Sister Qiong's eyes once again filled with a dreamy look, muttering to herself:
"That was close, almost ssed up."
"But Sword Saint Grandfather, you're still so charming. Luckily, there's no dirty woman by your side, or I'd be angry... seems you're still quite pure."
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