This Chaos Soul Thorn is composed of countless materials that I don't know why, and it seems to contain endless power.
Although she finally refined the Chaos Soul Thorn, she always felt that she had only turned it into her own magic weapon and was still unable to fully unleash its power.
Regarding this situation, Xingyue said that this was because the Chaos Soul Thorn was still in a sealed state. When all nine layers of seals on the Chaos Soul Thorn were released, that was when she knew everything.
Leng Yuling was vaguely looking forward to it. There was always a feeling in her heart that these sealed truths were very important to her.
Especially when that charming woman saved him, his soul was touched at that moment, and some long-forgotten memories seemed to emerge, but quietly.
After Leng Yuling refined the Chaos Soul Thorn, Xingyue asked to leave immediately. She was very puzzled, but knew that this must be related to a divine mark that emerged during the refining process.
However, as soon as this divine consciousness mark emerged, it was erased by Xingyue.
Looking at the Qianling Mountains where she had lived for a long time, Leng Yuling felt reluctant to leave. The ease and tranquility of life here were what she and Lan Qingyi once longed for.
If possible, she would like to live here forever.
However, she understood that there were still many mysteries in her body waiting to be solved by herself, and Xingyue's body also required her to collect heavenly materials and earthly treasures to shape her body. In addition, for Li Xiao, the man who saved her,
, she also wanted to repay this kindness. Although this man did not have much interaction with her, he was persecuted by the family just to save her from Prince Liu's Mansion.
For this favor, she had to seek justice for Li Xiao no matter what!
Under the moon, Qianling Mountain, the shadows of the trees were dancing, the breeze was slightly cool, and Leng Yuling's eyes became blurred at this moment.
"Goodbye, Qianling Mountain! Goodbye, that little cave!"
In Leng Yuling's arms was a chubby little rabbit, and next to him was the divine silver wolf, while Xingyue had an indifferent look on her face, staring at the Qianling Mountains in a daze.
"Let's go!"
"Ouch!"
Just as Leng Yuling turned around and left the forest, a familiar roar came, making her heart tremble.
Leng Yuling looked shocked. She saw a tall figure running towards here!
"Black Bear!? You're not dead?" Leng Yuling exclaimed. She always thought that the Black Bear died after blocking the Silver Wolf's attack for her.
Leng Yuling glanced at Xingyue with a complicated expression, but was at a loss for a moment. This man seemed to be a devil at some times, but at other times he was so gentle that he could melt people.
"Thanks."
Xingyue said nothing, and her expression remained indifferent, as if this was just a trivial matter.
Silver Wolf glanced at Xingyue and couldn't help but curl his lips, this guy is really hard to figure out.
The black bear was helpless after being attacked by him, but this man did not hesitate to spend his true energy to rescue the black bear.
The black bear whispered and handed over a piece of beeswax, as if it was a parting gift.
Leng Yuling took the beeswax with great emotion, but choked up for a moment. She didn't expect the animals in this world to be so spiritual, and she was glad that she didn't kill the black bear at that time.
She gently took a bite of the beeswax. It was sweet but had a mixed flavor.
"Big Black Bear, don't come out to scare people in the future. If you meet a bad person, you won't be so lucky." Leng Yuling warned.
"Huhu." The black bear seemed to understand Leng Yuling's words and couldn't help but huff.
"Let's go, big black bear, we will come back." Leng Yuling sniffed and held back the waves of tear ducts.
The black bear also looked reluctant to leave, but knew that parting was inevitable.
Finally, Leng Yuling left Qianling Mountain and disappeared under the moonlight under the gaze of the black bear.
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