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53. The Beginning of the Storm 13

"Eight years is neither long nor short. My purpose is not only Nanxu, do you understand?" Qiongying raised her lips gently. One day, she will stand at the top again.

"I understand," Leng Yutongyun said firmly.

The Lord's goal is the three empires. No one knows how deep the foundations of the three empires are, and no one dares to pry into them.

The empire is too powerful. The royal families and clans of the empire are mysterious and powerful. The powerful and respected people are like clouds. Those who spy on it can easily die without a burial place.

If someone said they wanted to explore the inside of the imperial royal family, they would definitely sneer at that person.

But if that person is the Lord, they will obey unconditionally and respect him with the highest respect.

The last person is Qingwu. She is the weakest among the four. She has only officially entered the Palace of Hell for a year. She has been practicing and has reached the fourth level. She is promoted very quickly, but compared to Jiangxue Lengyu Tongyun, her strength is not worth it.

Mention.

"Qingwu, go with the cold rain and bright clouds, don't let me down." Qiongying said softly, as if an elder was placing expectations on the younger generation.

But everyone present knew that the Lord was disappointed.

"I accept my orders." Qingwu knelt down on one knee. She was sixteen years old. She was originally a waste abandoned by her family. Now she was reborn from the ashes.

One day, she will trample her oppressors under her feet, so she cannot die before her revenge is avenged, that is, she cannot let the Lord down.

"Go down." Qiongying waved his hand, maybe this parting took place after who knows how many years.

"My subordinates excuse themselves." The four of them kept their heads lowered until they turned around and walked out of the hall door before raising their heads slightly.

There were no more voices, and the room was silent.

She held her head up carelessly, as if she was resting or thinking, her eyes would lowered slightly habitually, not looking down at the ground, but with a kind of dignity that was above everything else, arrogant, sometimes...

An elegant and indifferent laziness, as if nothing could enter her eyes.

Ye Chen has not relaxed for a moment since last night. The more careless she is, the more uneasy he becomes. He has never guessed what she is thinking through, what is eight years?

Does it mean that after eight years, he won't even have a chance to stand by her side? He knows that she will stand at the top of this continent, overlooking the world.

What about him?

He also knew that no one could stand side by side with her, no one could compare to her dignity, her loneliness could not tolerate anyone, and some people were not even qualified to surrender in front of her.

"Ye Chen, what are you thinking about?" Qiongying took off his mask to play with it and asked casually.

"Master, I heard from Qiu Tong that you are going out for a while." This time, Ye Chen looked at her with a bit of confusion in his voice. He rarely looked directly at her, because when he looked at her, he would always lose.

Qiong Ying chuckled. Ye Chen wanted to understand her so much that he couldn't hold back after she tried this. "It seems that Qiu Tong's mouth still needs to be disciplined."

Ye Chen froze slightly and lowered his eyes. She had no plans to tell him. Was she planning to give up on him?

"Ye Chen, you go check on something very important." She curled her lips mysteriously.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen was startled. She usually left important matters to the fourth envoy and rarely let him intervene, so he could be sure that she was on guard against him.

"The place where we once lived, the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yes, Master." Ye Chen was slightly stunned. Two years had passed and she never asked.

He thought she had forgotten it. She would always keep things in her heart for a long time. When everyone had almost forgotten, she would bring it up again, catching people off guard.

"Tomorrow you and Wu Xin will go out with me." After saying that, she put on her mask again, got up and left the hall.

She has never left this fortress since it was built a year ago. I wonder what Chaoyang City looks like?


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