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Chapter 132 Wordless Heavenly Book

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    Leng Ye smiled without saying a word, lightly tugged on Xuan Fengqian's sleeves, and walked ahead.

    Xuan Fengqian stared blankly at the blood-stained shuttle thread in his hand, secretly guessing what was connected to the other end of the shuttle thread.

    As soon as they stepped out of the library, a line of small bloody characters appeared in the book without a dictionary that fell from the bookcase: The devil king of the world is dead, and the peace and prosperity are gone.  Even though the power of the gods returned to their positions, they still couldn't turn the tide.  At that time, immeasurable catastrophe will come, the six realms will be in jeopardy, and the world will be destroyed.

    Xuanfeng glanced sideways at the non-dictionary book that turned pages by itself, and was suddenly puzzled.

    But when she looked intently, the small bloody characters on the countless books had disappeared.

    "looking at what?"

    Leng Ye followed Xuan Fengqian's line of sight, looked at the plain and unremarkable book, and asked softly.

    "nothing."

    "So, you were distracted just now?" There was a little anger in his gloomy voice.

    Xuan Fengqian asked back: "Can't you be distracted?"

    "When you're with this deity, don't let your mind wander, do you hear me clearly?"

    Leng Ye felt that her thoughts were not on him at all. Although he always deceived himself habitually, occasionally when he was awake, his fragile and sensitive heart felt as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat.

    Xuanfengqian couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the shuttle thread in his hand heavily into his arms.

    Just as he was about to refute, several drops of blood fell from the void and slid down Leng Ye's forehead.

    She raised her head in astonishment, only to see a bloody human head that was tied into a bundle floating strangely above her head.

    "This is the surprise this deity bestowed on you, do you like it?" Leng Ye stared deeply at Xuan Fengqian who was beside her with a stunned expression, and gently wiped away the dark red blood that fell on her face.

    Xuanfeng shuddered coldly, his eyes were full of fear.

    She involuntarily took a few steps back, staring at Leng Ye with an evil smile on her lips, "Why did you send me this?"

    At this moment, she has already found the very familiar face squeezed in the center above her head.

    I still remember that when she was deeply trapped in the Nine Nether Demon Prison, in order to protect herself, she transformed the prisoner who personally tore off her wedding dress into a female body.

    And the criminal was also killed on the spot under the crazy invasion of his accomplice.

    Logically speaking, this matter should have come to an end long ago.

    What makes her deeply disturbed is why Leng Ye cut off his head, tied it with a shuttle thread and delivered it to her in person?

    Could it be that Leng Ye has already learned that she lied?

    "The kite with a human head that I made myself, is it flying fairly high?" Leng Ye gently tugged on the shuttle thread, slightly smug.

    Seeing the blood on her face, he couldn't wipe it clean, and was about to take off her robe to cover it for her, but unexpectedly, she crouched on the ground with her head in her arms in fear.

    "Don't come here!"

    Her mouth trembled slightly, and she shouted repeatedly.

    "Scared?"

    Seeing this, Leng Ye suddenly let go of the shuttle thread in his hand, and the wind picked up his wide sleeves, and in the blink of an eye, he blew the terrifying "human head kite" onto the floating clouds that no one could see.

    He bowed and explained in a slow voice: "I definitely didn't intend to scare you, but just wanted to express my anger for you."

    "Can you stop chopping my head off?"

    Xuan Fengqian saw that the group of demons ended up so miserable, and instantly withered into quails.

    She was still swearing at first that she wanted to fight Leng Ye to the end, anyway, she was going to die anyway, so how happy she was.

    But now, she is really afraid of his means.

    "In your heart, is this deity really so cruel?" Leng Ye asked in a muffled voice.

    Xuan Fengqian shook his head again and again, and said in a good voice: "No. You treat me very well, but I keep making you angry."

    ""

    Leng Ye knew in her heart that she said this purely out of fear.

    At this moment, he suddenly realized that Jing Zhe was right.

    If Xuanfeng Qianruo is still willing to lose his temper at him, it's okay to say.

    Now that she is so cautious, it really makes people feel distressed.

    After hesitating for a long time, he plucked up his courage, gently hugged her into his arms, and whispered softly: "You don't need to be cautious in front of this deity. If you are angry, you can beat this deity violently.  Promise not to fight back."

    After a while, Xuan Fengqian calmed down.

    After realizing that Leng Ye didn't intend to make her into a human-headed kite, she asked tentatively, "Are you really not here to kill yourself?"

    "What do you want??The deity is purely here to atone.  "

    "Atonement?"

    "At the beginning, I was offended so much, I really feel uneasy." Leng Ye said sincerely.

    Hearing what he said, Xuan Fengqian dared to believe that he really came to apologize.

    It's just, who can stand this way of apologizing?

    At this moment, Leng Ye really wanted to tell her clearly that she must never believe in any supernatural powers that foresee disasters.

    But he didn't want to startle the snake, so he whispered in her ear ambiguously, "Seeing is not necessarily believing, everything must be seen with heart."

    Xuanfeng's shallow eyes moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Fuchen coming towards the clouds with a warm osmanthus cake in his hands, and changed his subtext, "I only know that the pain I have experienced cannot be faked."

    Leng Ye was extremely disappointed, and Yao Hei's eyes were full of depression, "If the deity also experienced the crimes you have suffered, would you feel better?"

    Xuan Fengqian did not answer, but turned his head to face Fu Chen, "You are back."

    Seeing the bloodstains all over her face, Fuchen asked with concern: "Aren't you hurt?"

    Xuanfeng shook his head slightly, took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he handed over, and smiled sweetly, "Unexpectedly, it's still hot."

    Fu Chen calmly glanced at the gloomy cold night beside her, feeling secretly refreshed.

    From this point of view, Xuan Fengqian's attitude towards him is really not bad.

    At least, she is still willing to laugh at herself.

    But to his surprise, Xuan Fengqian took only a sip and returned the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, "For some reason, I lost my appetite in an instant."

    Fu Chen was quite critical of this.

    He even had a feeling that Xuan Fengqian was playing with him.

    I wanted to ask her personally if she had mistrusted other people's slander, but she passed him without looking aside, and walked back to Qingfeng Hall briskly.

    Fuchen stared depressedly at the warm sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, wishing he could turn it into powder.

    "Looking at it, the deity has quite a bit of appetite."

    Leng Ye snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Fu Chen's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

    Naturally, Xuan Fengqian had to clean up the leftovers.

    Fuchen has long been tired of the arrogant and arrogant Leng Ye, and seeing him act like this again, the hostility in his body leaked out inadvertently.

    Leng Ye habitually narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Fu Chen's clenched fist calmly.

    A few days ago, he had heard from Xian'e from Ningxiang Hall that Fuchen had always had a calm appearance of seeing through the world and not contending with it.

    But from his point of view, Fuchen looked different.

    Insidious, vicious, scheming

    Perhaps, the person who has been hiding beside Xuanfengqian and controlling her under the guise of "the power of the gods" is Fuchen.

    Fuchen realized the leaked hostility, and secretly sighed badly in his heart.

    But seeing that Leng Ye was still engrossed in eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he felt relieved.

    In the blink of an eye, he returned to his usual indifferent appearance, lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, and left leisurely.

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