Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Although Wanqi Yuan didn't say a word, his silent support was like the warm spring sun, warming Ling'er's wavering heart. This silent power was like a shot of adrenaline injected into Ling'er's heart, making her feel instantly powerful.

Suddenly, she felt that as long as she was with her lover, any difficulties and hardships would no longer be a problem.

At this moment, she believed that no matter how rugged, difficult, or dangerous the road ahead was, she was no longer afraid and could easily solve it.

Feeling relieved, Fu Ling'er waved her hand and released a gentle chaotic force, slowly lifting up Jing Yang, who lowered his eyes respectfully, and the people behind him.

"Commander Jingyang, all the Divine Attendants, please stand."

"Thank you, master." Jing Yang, who had been feeling uneasy for a long time, felt relieved in an instant. Fortunately, the matter of recognizing his master was accomplished.

"Master Ling, let me introduce you to several of the Divine Attendants. The Divine Attendants are directly under the command of the Master of the Divine Palace. From now on, all your affairs in the Divine Palace can be handled by our subordinates," Jing Yang said, and then he introduced the Divine Attendants to her one by one.

When Qingyun, Qingzhu and Qingyao were introduced, Fu Linger's eyes flickered slightly, and she seemed to know why these three people "came back to life".

When Zhao Tingrui was introduced, her guess was further confirmed.

No matter what, no matter what happened, in the end they could see each other again, and that was all that mattered.

When Nanze Yanning and Wu Mo were finally introduced, the three of them were extremely hoping that the Spirit Master would recognize them. They all looked at Fu Ling'er eagerly as if they were seeing their idol.

But unfortunately, Fu Ling'er didn't show much emotion except taking one more look at Yan Ning's red hair. It was obvious that she didn't recognize them.

Perhaps it was because she had seen too many handsome men and women since coming to this fantasy world. She had no recollection of the few handsome guys she had briefly met on the beach in her previous life, and she had never thought about going back to her previous life.

The three of them were extremely disappointed, their eyes dimmed a little. On the contrary, Wanqi Yuan stared at Yan Ning's red hair, as if he had lost something.

It felt so familiar. He seemed to have seen someone with red hair somewhere before.

Where did you see it?

Wanqi Yuan tried hard to recall, heterochromatic eyes, heterochromatic hair, heterochromatic skin, these seemed to be things he had only seen after meeting Ling'er.

The scenes in my memory played back one by one, like clips from a movie, in slow motion.

When I first met Ling'er...

Suddenly, Wanqi Yuan looked at Yan Ning's hair again in astonishment. Yes, the same hair color, except that this person had long hair and that person had strange short hair. Looking at their appearance again, it slowly overlapped with the person in the video.

"What's wrong?" Fu Ling'er noticed Wanqi Yuan's strange mood and asked hurriedly in confusion.

"Ling'er, they... look at them again? Are they..." Wanqi Yuan was incredulous. How could Ling'er's friends from the other world appear here, and even become God's Master Attendants? Could there be some mysterious connection between them? Could Ling'er still have a chance to go back?

No, it's impossible. Ling'er must not go back. If she leaves, she must take him with her. He will never leave Ling'er.

"What is it?" Fu Ling'er asked with a puzzled look in her eyes.

"..." Wanqi Yuan was afraid that Ling'er would leave him, and his heart was beating non-stop. Should he remind Ling'er of the identities of these three people?

Judging from the appearance of the three people, they obviously recognized Ling'er. He could not hide it even if he wanted to. Even if they did not recognize Ling'er, Ling'er would remember it.

How to do?

Now it was Wanqi Yuan's turn to be confused.

"Ling'er, don't they look familiar to you?"

"look familiar?"

"Video..." Wanqi Yuan finally couldn't convince himself to hide it from Ling'er, and said it with difficulty.

"What video?" Fu Ling'er was stunned for a moment. Wait, video, red hair... Suddenly, three faces flashed through her mind. Suddenly, her sharp eyes looked at the three people again, shocked.

"Yan Ning, Nan Ze, Wu Mo, it's... it's you, right?"

"Hahaha! Dark Night Shura, you finally remembered us. Long time no see! Fu Ling'er," Yan Ning was in a very good mood when he saw that Fu Ling'er finally recognized them. He laughed and said, his voice full of joy and excitement.

Nan Ze, who was standing beside him, also laughed. His smile was as warm as the spring sun, and he said softly,

"Long time no see," the tone was relaxed, natural and familiar.

Even Wu Mo, who usually had a blank expression, had a rare faint smile on his face at this moment. Although the smile was fleeting, it was still caught by the careful Fu Ling'er.

Meeting old friends in a foreign land.

This feeling is like suddenly discovering a familiar star in the vast sea of stars, making people feel extremely intimate and warm.

What's more, this is a meeting across time and space.

"Hahaha! It's really you! It's been a long time! Come on, let me introduce you, this is my husband Wanqi Yuan. What do you think? He's incredibly handsome, isn't he?" Talking to them, Fu Ling'er unconsciously exuded a modern air. She pulled Wanqi Yuan over and formally introduced him to her old friends.

"Hahaha, you're so bold! Handsome, I admit, but... hmph, we're not bad either, we're all quite handsome," Yan Ning scoured Wanqi Yuan like a machine gun, trying to find some "flaws." But this guy was so infuriating, he couldn't find even a single flaw, so he had to force himself to save face despite his lack of confidence.

"Okay, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up. Master, if you want to reminisce, let's find another time. We have a lot of things to do right now," Nan Ze stopped a few people from chatting. The others were still looking at them curiously, and they had no interest in answering other people's questions.

"That's true. It's important to resolve the current issues," Fu Ling'er waved to her companions, "Xiao Zi, go and inform the lords of the various forces in the Fifth Zhaohe, and ask them to come to the Heavenly Emperor Palace to see me early tomorrow morning." Fu Ling'er immediately got into the role. Now she is the owner of the Palace of Gods in charge of the Three Thousand Worlds. This devastated Jiuyang City and the ownerless Heavenly Emperor Palace must be rebuilt as soon as possible.

"Yes, Sister Ling," Xiao Zi was not injured and was full of energy at the moment, and immediately responded loudly.

"The others go to Xiaoyaoju to recuperate and wait for my message. Yuan, let's go," Fu Ling'er held Wanqi Yuan's hand tightly and did not let go. Together they flew towards the Tiandi Palace.

"Well, okay, wherever Ling'er goes, I will go." Wanqi Yuan's smile was as warm as spring breeze. It was great that Ling'er would never forget him.

The Twelve God Attendants followed closely behind, soaring into the sky with a "whoosh whoosh".