Chapter 302

There was a strange silence in the arena for a moment.

The surroundings were filled only with the rumbling sound of the wind.

Like a surging tide, vast and mighty...

Not far away, the green-clothed girl's cheeks were bulging, round and chubby like a little pig, just like her old appearance in the Southern Territory.

Although the two had not seen each other for several years, she did not feel any distance, and just excitedly rushed forward, jumping around Chen Hang, curiously tugging at his sleeve, and asking questions from time to time.

Chen Hang lowered his eyelids slightly, calmly covering his gaze, his expression as usual.

He did not feel annoyed or bothered, just listened quietly and responded a few times.

His voice was clear and calm, also as usual...

And after chatting for a short while.

Having asked clearly what Chen Hang had experienced over the past few years.

Seeing Qingzhi was also taken aback, a strange look appearing in her eyes, scanning Chen Hang up and down several times, as if recognizing the person in front of her for the first time.

"You've only been in the Yuchen Lower Court for a few years, and you want to become one of the Ten Great Disciples and go to the Xiaoming Great Marsh to cultivate?

And coming back to choose a husband this time is also to compete for the top spot and borrow the mystic realm from this group of big loaches to use?"

Seeing Qingzhi muttered:

"Your cultivation progress, did you eat an immortal elixir? How can it be so fast? It's not much worse than the Young Lady's!

If you can really succeed, borrow the mystic realm, and pass the Yuchen Four Courts Competition, then you will truly soar into the sky, and you will owe these big loaches a favor again. Won't they be pleased to death?"

"The competition is one thing, and those who can enter the next Dharma assembly are all formidable people. I don't have a stable grasp of winning the top spot, so I still need to plan carefully."

Chen Hang shook his head.

"That."

Seeing Qingzhi hiccuped, suddenly scratched her head a bit awkwardly, and said cautiously:

"You came to attend this Long Gong Dharma assembly just to borrow the mystic realm, right? That dragon lady..."

The person opposite her seemed to be silent for a moment, and then a voice came out, flatly:

"Since I have set my mind on cultivation, I cannot care about other things. I am afraid it will be difficult to be distracted again. Seeking to marry the dragon lady is not my wish either."

"That's good! It's good not to marry the dragon lady!"

Seeing Qingzhi didn't hear anything else, just put her hands on her hips again, giggled foolishly, and didn't know what she was thinking, as if she had let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

"What about you, Seeing Qingzhi, why are you in the Long Gong?"

Chen Hang asked.

"The task was done poorly, I have no face to return to Lutai Mountain, I'm afraid of getting beaten."

Seeing Qingzhi jumped, patted Chen Hang's shoulder sadly, then looked at him again, and muttered unconsciously:

"But looking at it now, it doesn't count as very bad. I've been worrying for nothing these past few days..."

After saying this, she also remembered the main business, a flash of guilt appearing on her face.

She shrank her neck, pointed under the clouds, and said loudly:

"I still have something to tell you, don't blow the wind here, let's go down, I'll treat you to a meal!"

"Seeing Qingzhi has money now?"

Chen Hang smiled slightly.

"It's different from the Southern Territory back then. Eating in this place, the Long Gong, I don't need to spend money!"

Seeing Qingzhi patted her chest and said heroically:

"Whatever you want to eat, just say it, it's all on Seeing Qingzhi!"

About half an hour later.

Long Gong, in a shell palace decorated extremely quietly and elegantly.

Maidservants in colorful clothes shuttled through the arena like flowing water. The long table in front of Seeing Qingzhi was already a mess of overturned plates and cups.

Watching the round, chubby girl wolfing down food and then being choked until her eyes rolled back.

Chen Hang shook his head, put down his teacup, and smiled:

"Seeing Qingzhi, just say what you have to say, this is not like your temper when you were in the Southern Territory."

Seeing Qingzhi raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and struggled to swallow the food in her mouth.

She patted her belly.

Now, after being full again, she felt as if even her mood was much calmer, and she finally had the confidence to face that unspeakable matter from the past.

After Seeing Qingzhi rubbed her face hard, she looked at Chen Hang earnestly and said apologetically:

"That, do you still remember the time you spent with the Young Lady at Daojun Fu Yu Lake? It was during the Si Festival. I saw you hiding a piece of flower branch in your sleeve. I knew you and the Young Lady had agreed to go see the lanterns together that night.

But the Young Lady didn't come that night...

I'm sorry, actually those words were not the Young Lady's intention, it was Seeing Qingzhi who made them up, I—"

"I know."

A calm voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Seeing Qingzhi's words.

"..."

After a brief moment of astonishment.

Seeing Qingzhi stared at the person opposite her, her brain seeming to be stuck for a moment.

She opened her mouth again and again, but couldn't say anything.

"I know, that was not the Senior Sister's intention."

Chen Hang's eyelids drooped lightly, and half of the light from the five-colored palace lantern above his head fell into his eyes, but it didn't reflect any color.

It only appeared more profound, dim and dark, like an ancient well that could never see the bottom...

"I knew it from the beginning..."

He said.

Without waiting for Seeing Qingzhi to stand up in a daze.

The voice sounded again, flat and plain, without any emotional ups and downs:

"With the body of an ant, drifting like duckweed, unable to even control one's own life and death, how can one dare to covet love?

Therefore, being able to see this clearly, in my heart, there is only gratitude and relief...

In fact, since coming to this world, the days I have lived have always been precarious, only when I was at Daojun Fu Yu Lake did I barely have a period of peace and worry-free time."

Chen Hang's voice paused, and he smiled:

"At that time, the Senior Sister was one of the few people who would be good to me..."

Seeing Qingzhi's heart sank inexplicably.

Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Chen Hang raising his hand slightly.

"Seeing Qingzhi, I also have one thing to tell you."

"Ah?"

Seeing Qingzhi pointed to her nose in a daze:

"What is it?"

"I killed someone."

In the silence, Chen Hang's voice was calm and cold, and he said directly:

"Her name is Wei Wanhua."

Too late to react.

It was like a muffled thunderclap ringing over her head!

Seeing Qingzhi's body trembled involuntarily, and with a few bangs, the sound of breaking cups and plates spread, echoing in the room, a crisp, sharp sound.

"How could it be her..."

Her pupils shrank, and she muttered to herself.

I don't know how long passed.

When Seeing Qingzhi woke up from her muddled state.

The two had already walked out of the shell palace and were standing on the street.

She looked up in a daze, only to see the colorful light shining brilliantly, like the Milky Way, illuminating the Nine Splendors, clearly elegant and clear, with an even grander atmosphere, a scene of immortal wonder.

Yet it inexplicably reminded her of the tacky lanterns and fireworks on the Pu Island at Daojun Fu Yu Lake...

Seeing Qingzhi hesitated again and again, finally tugged at Chen Hang's sleeve lightly, looked up at him, and sighed helplessly:

"Since this has happened, it doesn't matter if I don't know, but since I've heard it, I have to go back to Lutai Mountain, otherwise it will be miserable.

That... do you have any words you want Seeing Qingzhi to bring?"

Chen Hang lowered his eyelids. After a long while, he shook his head slightly, but said nothing, his gaze as calm as water, without ripples.

"Things have come to this, what else can be said."

At the same time.

In the distant void.

An old yellow dog wagged its tail, its brows couldn't help but wrinkle, feeling annoyed in its heart, the look on its face was extremely ugly:

"No way... I just came here to loyally protect my master, and I can hear this kind of thing?"

And ten days later.

In the attic residence.

Chen Hang suddenly restrained his aura and put away his mystic arts.

(End of chapter)