"Who are you?" The two men in black were shocked and immediately became vigilant.
They were sixth-level illusionists at the pinnacle. They didn't even notice that someone was approaching, and they were still young men.
"Who sent you here?" Ye Chen's face was expressionless and his tone was calm. It didn't look like he was interrogating an enemy at all, but like he was talking to a stranger.
The two looked at each other, unable to discern the strength of the other person, and knew that they were no match.
So he took a step back and immediately turned around, intending to escape. But the moment he turned around, he was shocked, as if all the blood in his body had solidified.
"Sure it out, or die." His lips parted lightly, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, but there was no room for doubt.
The men in black were horrified. When had this woman been behind them? When they looked into her eyes, they felt like they were dead. It was like looking at a dead person.
"I don't have much patience." Qiongying didn't look at the man in black, as if to her, these two people were just ants.
The man in black tried his best not to show fear. Knowing that he would not be able to escape, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.
Bang, the two fell to the ground, black poisonous blood flowed from their mouths, staining the snow black.
"Bofun, kill me." Qiong Ying passed over the corpse on the ground and headed down the mountain.
Ye Chen nodded, then transformed into ice, waved his hand, and the ice pierced the heart of the man in black.
The two corpses twitched and rolled their eyes, then they were completely dead.
The air current swept up the soil, ice and snow on the ground, burying the two bodies.
There wasn't even a trace of the smell of blood, everything was the same, as if no one had ever been there.
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It was already late at night, and the inn was still brightly lit, but it was very quiet.
Qiongying went straight back to the room, but before he could go up the stairs, Wu Yue appeared out of nowhere.
"Qiongying, you're back so late? Where have you been?" Wu Yue looked at her and smiled harmlessly.
"If I hear you talk nonsense again, I will throw you out." Qiong Ying said with a half-smile. After finishing his words, he passed him and went upstairs.
Wu Yue's smile suddenly disappeared, and she glanced at her back sadly, and then looked at Ye Chen with a strange expression.
Ye Chen followed him up the stairs. As he climbed up the stairs, Qiongying waved his hand.
Ye Chen understood and stopped, watching her figure disappear around the corner. He didn't leave until her footsteps could no longer be heard.
Next to the room, a person was leaning against a pillar, seemingly waiting for a long time.
The candlelight in the red lantern was scattered on his body, making the red clothes darker and a bit sad.
When I noticed someone coming, I immediately looked up.
"Are you back?" Qingjun's eyes lit up, he went up to greet him, and asked anxiously
"Well, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Qiongying said calmly.
"I can't sleep, I'm afraid that you will disappear without a word for a few years." Qingjun's expression was as lonely as the withered manjus and sandalwoods, remaining beautiful and sad.
Hearing this, Qiongying was slightly startled, and his faint eyes fell on Qingjun. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, which seemed to be a deeply hidden pain, but also seemed to be confused. After a while, he returned to calmness and remained silent.
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Qingjun looked at her at a loss, feeling extremely flustered. What was she looking at him?
A terrible thought occurred. She was not looking at him. This thought had been suppressed in his heart for many years.
"It's late at night, go back to sleep." Qiongying said calmly, and after finishing speaking, he went back to the room.
"Okay." He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he responded obediently, and then walked away slowly.
Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, he was a little scared, inexplicably scared.