1232: C1232 Just as if we didn't exist

C1232 Just as if we didn't exist

What kind of place was Sky City? Ye Qian was at the main camp of the Linhai, Zhang Zhaolong's group had come to the Sky City with killing intent, if one were to say that Ye Qian didn't know, then that would be like seeing a ghost.

That night, although Ye Qian was like a beautiful snowy moon, incomparably happy, the divine will he left behind in his Sky City was still clear as day as he witnessed everything that happened that night.

Regarding Zhang Hao's performance, Ye Qian did not make any comment. After all, not to mention Zhang Hao, even Ling Long, this kind of immortal that was born with limitless magic, would always have scruples when encountering this kind of thing.

Of course, Ye Qian himself was the same.

Back then, Ye Qian was also fatherless in the Immortal World. Even though he had the reputation of being a First Immortal of the Nine Realms and was unrivalled below the Transcendental Golden Immortal, he had never known what was called a clan and what was called bloodlines.

In the entire Immortal World, although Ye Qian showed mercy, the only thing that he truly cared about was his Twelve-flower Owners. It was just that these shackles had nothing to do with bloodlines, but only with the heart.

And only when Ye Qian truly came to the Mortal Realm did he finally understand what bloodline shackles were.

Ye Qian had once killed Wandering Dragon Guard, and also killed Ye Mengguang who had Ye Family. However, all of these things could not change Ye Qian's unusual attitude towards Ye Family.

Although Ye Qian had never thought of returning to the Ye Family, and he didn't really care about the position of Golden Family's Patriarch, Ye Family seemed to have taken root in his heart, and had a different meaning.

Whether it was Ye Asura's hatred and destruction of the Ye Family or Ye Qian's ambiguity and secret support, in the end, these two emotions came from the shackles of the bloodline.

And as Zhang Hao was the guide on the path of cultivation and life, Ye Qian would naturally not ask him to do things that he could not do himself.

In the current Linhai, dawn had finally revealed his face. The warm sunlight shone through the huge window into the presidential suite of Dingtai Hotel.

At this time, Ye Qian, whose entire body was wrapped in a white bathrobe and holding onto a cup of fresh water, was lazily standing at the window of the suite, taking a bird's eye view of the city which was about to awaken.

Looking at him, Ye Qian took a sip of the water cup in his hand and laughed bitterly: "My blood is tied to you, hehe, Hyacinth, you brat, you have taught me a lesson. When I was in the Immortal World, I had never experienced what is called bloodline shackles.

As he laughed, Ye Qian's entire body ignited with a light beam, the beam was very gentle, as though he had comprehended some sort of natural dao method, causing people to be unable to see through him, and they could not even see Ye Qian's face.

However, at this time, a pair of arms as tender as a lotus suddenly embraced Ye Qian from behind. That voice was incomparably gentle as he said, "Floating Water, what were you thinking about just now?

At this moment, the one standing behind Ye Qian was no longer anyone else, but Ling Long.

Ye Qian turned his head to look at Ling Long. Ling Long was also wrapped in a layer of robe, it was a vacuum inside, her beautiful collarbones were exposed, her black hair was scattered in the air, she had a lazy look, looking extremely enchanting.

"I have trained in the Mixed Origins One Breath Song for more than ten times, it is easier said than done. I just had a change in my state of mind, I seem to have seen through something, but I also don't seem to have seen through it!"

Ling Long smiled daintily, as she covered her mouth: "Just now, you were thinking about the matter of Sky City and Zhang Hao last night, right?"

In the end, Ling Long was the person who understood Ye Qian the best. It was just a few words from Ye Qian, and he seemed to have already sensed something.

Ye Qian lovingly stroked Ling Long's long hair and said: "That's right, I'm thinking, if I were in Hyacinth, what kind of choice would I have made last night?"

Ling Long's starry eyes lit up, and continued to ridicule with a face full of playfulness: "Didn't you already answer this truthfully? Back then, Ye Mengguang and the current Zhang Zhaolong, didn't they do the same thing?"

Ye Qian nodded and said, "That's right. If I were to face it again, I would still do the same thing. I will not hide, but stand in front of them, and kill all of them, and I will not regret it! "

The answer Ye Qian gave was exactly the same as his own, but it was different in front of the current Ling Long, because the current Ye Qian had a completely different frame of mind from the one back then. Even though the ending was the same, the current Ye Qian did not hold any hatred in his heart, even the faint unwillingness had completely disappeared, what remained was only an inviolable dignity.

In the eyes of the current Ye Qian, Ling Long had seen a trace of Qian Xuanjiang's message. Today, he found out that it was my intention.

Her small cheeks rubbed against Ye Qian's chest, and joked: "Hehe, looks like Zhang Hao's matter has enlightened you greatly. Congratulations, Immortal Ye, your state of mind has improved by another level!"

In response to Ling Long's teasing, Ye Qian only wore a smile that was not a smile on his face, and then, he slapped Ling Long's butt.

"What a shameless little girl, you really know how to tease me." "It seems like I will have to punish you …"

After saying that, Ye Qian gave a charming smile as that An Lushan Grasp already headed towards Ling Long.

If this was any other time, Ling Long would definitely wish for it, but with the current situation, Ling Long could not help but push for her, and beg for forgiveness: "No, it's still early in the morning, so let's not waste time. Furthermore, Ling Yu, Ruo Li and the others are all here, this is not good for us …."2

It was clear that Ling Long had worried about the feelings of Fang Xuewu and Liu Mingmei. Although this Twelve-flower Owners was like a sister, it was impossible for Fang Xuewu, Liu Mingmei and the others to truly believe that Ling Long had woken up this early to fight for her favor, but it was still unavoidable for them to make fun of him.

But just as Ling Long was pushing Ye Qian and politely rejected, on the big bed in the suite not far away, three cute little heads peeked out from under the light bed sheets.

First, Liu Mingmei charmingly laughed: "Hehe, Die Wu, what's wrong with that, just pretend that we don't exist. Besides, didn't we already see what we should have seen last night?

"Mn, what Big Sister Ling Yu said is extremely true." Lan Caier immediately replied.

And at this moment, the three little girls who had mischievous smiles on their faces were lined up on the head of the bed. Their hands propped up their chins, and they had looks of watching a good show.

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