Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 393 Come back to Lingxiao with me!

He had seen the sweat-soaked body beneath the white robe, and had also felt the beauty of the tide coming and going.

That secret method, unique to the Longyuan Sword Sect, completely drained the golden divine blood from his body, even the pores.

At this moment, Du Fang felt no resentment, only a trace of melancholy.

He felt neither the joy of revenge nor the pain of sorrow.

It was like he was truly living a second life.

A most ordinary monster who is never manipulated by anyone.

Bai Zhi's voice was soft, gentle, and dreamlike: "I came here this time... originally... to invite you to Lingxiao Mountain to see the former site... You don't know how well I built it there. I have carved inscriptions for all the deceased Lingxiao disciples and erected them on Yunhai Square... I have preserved the wooden house you once lived in intact..."

Her voice was soft, as if she was talking to herself:

"I originally thought that if I became the number one person in Jiuzhou, I would be able to live the life I wanted. I also thought... since you are Lingxiao's last disciple, you will definitely follow me back..."

"You're wrong!" Du Fang interrupted her. He picked up Li Yuqing and looked at her pale face with a bit of sadness. "Even when she was besieged by three powerful enemies of the same level, this woman never thought of leaving me there to be tortured by the enemies. She knew clearly that returning to Taiwei would mean her death, but she still dragged her disabled body to repay her master's kindness. Lord Baihuang, don't you think such a woman is worth cherishing?"

"It's worth it!" Bai Zhi sighed softly, "But her soul lamp is out. If it weren't for the Heavenly Heart Mark, her body would have long been transformed. You're just holding a dead person..."

"She is not dead. Even if she is, I will travel all over the Nine Continents to revive her!"

Du Fang's chest was filled with heroic spirit. Indeed, when Li Yuqing burned his soul and blood and used the Shangqing Xuanyue Sword to take him away at the cost of his soul and blood, Du Fang's heart had already changed at that time.

When she got to Taiwei again, this woman who was already at the end of her life still tried her best to turn the tide and save Taiwei.

Although she failed, her belief and posture left a great imprint in Du Fang's heart. When her body gradually grew cold in his arms, Du Fang realized how painful and uncomfortable he was in his heart.

It's like losing the most precious thing in the world.

Du Fang held Li Yuqing in his arms, turned around resolutely, circled down from the ruins, found a path and walked down.

He wanted to resurrect the woman in front of him, even if it meant traveling all over the nine continents. That was definitely not just an angry remark to Bai Zhi, but a promise to himself.

At this moment, an extremely gentle voice pierced the sky, penetrated his eardrums, and lingered in his mind:

"Junior brother, come back to Lingxiao with me!"

Du Fang's steps suddenly stopped. The word "junior brother" was once extremely familiar and exciting.

He looked back blankly and asked in confusion:

"What did you say?"

"Come back to Lingxiao with me, Junior Brother!"

Bai Zhi excitedly took a step forward. Clearly, she saw a glimmer of hope in Du Fang's steps as he turned around.

"We will bury this woman in Lingxiao, where your master once lived... If you don't like cultivating the Dao, planting flowers, or growing grass, I will accompany you in whatever way you want to live your life..."

A glimmer of hope shone on Baizhi's cold face.

At this moment, she wished so much that Du Fang could turn around and throw himself into her arms. She even opened her arms slightly, but soon, her arms dropped down again.

When Du Fang saw her figure clearly and his eyes gradually became clear, he suddenly smiled, the kind of smile that seemed to show relief after letting go of everything.

Du Fang's voice was extremely cheerful, and he said with a smile on his face:

"Lord Baihuang, do you know where your most beautiful moment is?"

"where is it?"

Bai Zhi's expression also began to become confused.

Du Fang raised his head, gazing into the distance, and whispered, "That was at the foot of the Dragon Abyss Divine Mountain. When I went to retrieve the Blood Sharingan of the Third-Rank Mystic Snake, you were dressed in white, with black hair and a red scarf covering your face. Your feet were dust-free, and you treaded through the air like a fairy from heaven, rescuing me from the mouth of the bloodworm..."

"You don't know... how beautiful the legs were when that kick flew out from under the skirt..." Du Fang's eyes were full of fascination.

"Smooth, white, round, and slender, even the most exquisite jade in the world pales in comparison to those legs..."

There was no trace of obscenity or pornography in Du Fang's eyes; his gaze was pure and innocent.

It's like appreciating the most beautiful things in the world, full of fascination.

In the years that followed, he had indeed dreamed of such a pair of long legs countless times. Those legs gave him illusions about women.

So much so that on Li Qingshuang, one can see almost the same pair of legs, with round thighs, slender calves, and even the ankles, which look so slender and soft.

Du Fang recalled the time when Sect Leader Xuanji betrothed Li Qingshuang to him at the foot of Lingxiao Mountain, and the sight of Li Qingshuang's exposed white legs and beautiful feet.

That was the first time he felt an urgent desire to find a Taoist partner to practice Taoism together.

But in this cruel world of cultivation, his beautiful wish is destined to be shattered.

Du Fang lowered his head slowly and whispered:

"What a pity. This wish can never be fulfilled in this lifetime..." He turned around dejectedly.

When hearing these familiar words, Bai Zhi's face turned pale instantly, inside the skull of the Ghost Emperor's Taoist body.

After she had absorbed all the golden divine blood, she lay on his muscular body and asked gently:

"You... have you ever liked me?"

"Loved..."

Du Fang's voice was extremely weak: "What a pity. This wish, in this lifetime, will never come true..." As his body began to transform, he desperately uttered a few words:

'Those...those legs are fucking gorgeous...'

Bai Zhi couldn't understand it at that time, but now she deeply understands it. It turns out that Du Fang's real wish, his wish before his death, was just to see the beautiful legs under her skirt.

That was a wish he had not been able to fulfill in his previous life.

Bai Zhi felt sad and painful. The woman Du Fang had always liked was the woman who had nothing to do with him, whom he met by chance and saved him from danger.

Instead of the woman in front of him, the woman who used him and destroyed him.

She bit her lips tightly, watching Du Fang gradually walk away, and finally, she couldn't help but shout:

"and many more!"

Du Fang turned around in surprise.

"Don't you want to see my legs? You didn't have that eye for it in your last life, but you do in this life. I'll fulfill your wish!"

Bai Zhi's whole body was shaking, and she didn't know whether it was excitement or shyness, but her movements continued.

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Her slender hands slowly moved down, and her nails were as sharp as silver, cutting through her white dress. Then, she stood up straight.

Slender and white hands gently and slowly lifted the plain skirt.

Time suddenly stopped!