C69

Seeing that Qingyang was deep in thought and seemed to have thought of something, Lu Xianhan was somewhat puzzled. He asked softly, "What is it?"

Qing Yang shook his head. He didn't think it was possible at the moment. After all, Nan Rong and the Eastern clansmen were still quite close. Perhaps he was overthinking things.

"It's already late, I think I should rest early." After a pause, Qingyang recovered and said with a faint smile, "You still have a fight tomorrow."

Nodding his head slightly, Lu Xianhan didn't say anything else and bid farewell to Qingyang. The two then went to their respective rooms.

"A dream come true, could it have come from the hands of this purple wood?" He didn't know why, but for some reason, Qingyang decided to close the door behind him. He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary about this room.

The silver moonlight shone through the window, warming the dark room.

"Are you Qingyang?" A cold and lazy voice suddenly echoed within the room, causing Qingyang, who had just entered, to feel his heart skip a beat.

With a sudden shock, the Primordial Flame in Qingyang's body quickly attached itself to his palm. Looking around him, he discovered a somewhat blurry figure in the shadows. He immediately said with caution, "Who is it?"

It was difficult to see her face clearly, and he couldn't sense it even with his spiritual will. However, he could tell that it was a woman from her voice and body.

"Kid, your vigilance isn't that high." A pair of dark red eyes stood out in the shadows. Qingyang felt his heart tremble when the gaze swept over him, "You didn't notice it until I spoke out."

"Just who are you?" Qingyang knew that this person was either the person with the most powerful cultivation in the history of the clan. He had already entered the Xiantian realm, but Qingyang, who was in the room, didn't notice him at all.

However, Qingyang didn't think that a person who only knew how to hide would be able to make a sound that would attract his attention.

Just like how Nan Rongyan's eyes were filled with killing intent when he looked at him, although Qingyang didn't know what cultivation level the owner of the pair of red eyes had, he knew that if this person came with ill intentions, he wouldn't be able to call for help.

"Then what are you worried about?" That person spoke with a trace of ridicule in his voice, "If I wanted to kill you, you would've been reduced to ashes long ago. Why are you still wasting your breath on me?"

Qing Yang was stunned when he heard this, but after thinking for a while, he realized that although what this person said was not that pleasant to hear, it was the truth. He decided to no longer stay on alert, and stored the True Fire within his body before coldly asking: "Since you're not killing me, why are you still hiding in the shadows and talking rubbish with me here?"

This time, it was that person's turn to be stunned. He didn't say anything for a long time, or perhaps he was surprised by the determination and intelligence of this young man in front of him.

"Hehe, Qingyang, oh Qingyang, you're not an ordinary person at all." That person slowly walked out from the shadows. Qing Yang narrowed his eyes and looked over, and was somewhat surprised when he saw the person clearly.

Under the moonlight, a pretty girl dressed in fiery red silk clothing stood beside the bed. It was impossible to tell her age, she was in her early twenties. A head of inky black hair hung lazily behind her like a waterfall. Although a pair of blood-red eyes were somewhat frightening, they were currently sizing up Qingyang with great interest. A playful smile appeared on her face, causing the girl in front of her to have a different charm.

Even though he was resolute in his heart, he was still stunned by the beauty of the girl in front of him.

Dongfang Yanran's beauty was due to her liveliness and her gentleness. Her gentleness and gentleness caused others to be unable to help from looking at her with heartache.

Lu Xianhan's beauty was of course a cold aura that transcended the mortal world, a beauty that could not be described with words. "Wuwuwu!" "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

The beauty of the girl in front of him was bewitching with a touch of holiness, seductive with a bit of elegance, but he didn't want to take his eyes off her.

Taking a deep breath, Qing Yang retracted his state of mind which he had just lost control of. He looked at the girl in front of him and asked in an indifferent voice: "Why have you come to find me?"

Surprise flashed across her eyes. The woman casually sat on Qingyang's bed and lightly smiled as she spoke, "Qingyang, I'm growing more and more fond of you. Haha."

Qingyang frowned slightly as he saw the woman always avoiding answering his questions and was instead talking about meaningless matters. He was already somewhat dissatisfied, but he did not express it: "Young lady, if you have nothing else, then I will be resting. Please leave as soon as possible."

She stared at Qing Yang, causing his hair to stand on end. When Qing Yang averted his gaze, the girl chuckled softly, "Haha, you will know who I am in the future. It is not the time yet. Furthermore, there are two reasons why I have come to find you. "

Coughing twice, Qingyang was also curious as to the purpose of this strange girl who had barged into his room so late at night. He indifferently replied, "What is it?"

Before she could answer Qingyang, the woman suddenly stood up and asked, "What do you think of fire?"

Qing Yang was stunned when he heard this. Although he didn't understand why the woman in front of him was asking him this, he didn't immediately reply. He pondered for a moment before replying, "Fire, Yang essence, fire attribute flame."

With a slight bow of her head, a wisp of a familiar bright red flame suddenly appeared on the girl's slender white fingers. Although it did not surge violently, the faint flame illuminated the entire room, causing it to turn red.

"The fire within your body should be the Grand Sun Primordial Flame. However, you still don't understand what kind of fire it is."

Qingyang was far more than just shocked. He knew that even Nan Rongyan didn't know that the fire within him was the Grand Sun Primordial Flame, but the mysterious woman in front of him had revealed his secret with a single word. Her eyes were filled with shock and puzzlement.

As if she hadn't noticed the shocked Qingyang, the woman slowly raised her hand and looked at the bright red color on her finger. In her eyes, there was only gentleness and: "Fire can burn everything in the world, and when facing enemies, it is cold to the bone because of its ruthlessness; when meeting friends, it is turbulent because of its passion; its shyness is like its lover, its mischievousness is like its own child, its gentleness is like its own elders, it is not only a tool for you to kill your enemies and loot, it is also your family and even your fire."

His voice was neither fast nor slow, but carried a strange rhythm that floated into Qingyang's ears, mind, and heart.

Qingyang's eyelids slowly felt heavy like a lover's caress. As the woman's words became more and more clear in his heart, the True Fire in his Dantian began to dance with that strange rhythm.

A towering flame suddenly appeared from Qingyang who was sitting on the floor. Strangely, that surging flame didn't hurt Qingyang at all, but was instead as gentle as a mother. It was as gentle as a lover, slowly warming Qingyang's meridians.

There was no time, no space, and the Azure Sun Heart could do nothing but contain the burning golden flame and feel it.

A gigantic Three-Legged Golden Bird suddenly appeared behind Qingyang and let out a cry that seemed to tell the joy in his heart.

Surprise flashed past the woman's eyes as she watched Qingyang's mental state and cultivation rise. After being stunned for a moment, she softly chuckled and said, "Qingyang, feel the emotions of this Fire Emperor. Let him truly become one with you."