Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

After crying for a while, He Ling finally calmed down. Two blushes appeared on her face. She cried like a child in front of Xiaoqing.

Fortunately, there was only Xiaoqing and no one else around, otherwise she would have been so embarrassed.

She leaned back, but found that Xiaoqing was holding her too tightly and she couldn't break free.

Patted Xiaoqing on the shoulder.

"Xiaoqing, you can let me go now."

"Xiao Qing" was stunned, and only then realized that she had hugged the person in front of her so tightly without knowing when.

After Xiaoqing let go, He Ling saw her face. She looked calm, as if she didn't show any emotion at all.

He Ling just thought that Xiaoqing and the others had been separated for too long and she was a little uncomfortable at this time, so she took her hand.

"Xiaoqing, where have you been all these years? Why can't I find you?"

"Xiaoqing" stared at He Ling's hand and slowly pulled it out.

He Ling was stunned.

Then the woman said, "You've got the wrong person. I'm not the Xiaoqing you're talking about."

Although she didn't know why, the person in front of her looked somewhat familiar and didn't push her away at first. However, she searched her mind several times but had no memory of this person. She thought that this person must have made a mistake.

He Ling frowned slightly and looked carefully at the woman in front of him.

Xiaoqing has grown up now and her appearance can be described as stunning, but some of her past appearance can still be vaguely seen in some details. Moreover, she has lived with Xiaoqing for decades and is confident that she would never make a mistake. However, looking at Xiaoqing's somewhat confused eyes, it doesn't seem fake.

A guess emerged in her mind, "Could it be that Xiaoqing has lost her memory?"

At this moment, the rain has stopped and the sky is clear. He Ling is wearing spiritual clothes, but her hair is still wet. Xiao Qing, on the other hand, does not have any water stains on her body.

She glanced at He Ling, then turned and left.

"Wait! Xiaoqing."

He Ling chased after her and wanted to hold her hand, but she still had a lot to say.

But as she took a step forward, an invisible wall suddenly appeared in front of her. She tried her best but could not move forward at all.

"I am not the person you know."

After saying that, she raised her foot and walked forward.

He Ling looked anxious, but in the end he could only lose his patience.

"Then can you tell me, what is your name?"

The figure walked forward as if he hadn't heard anything.

He Ling could only watch her back gradually disappear into the distance, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"No dust."

The person had disappeared, but a voice reached He Ling's ears.

"Liao Wuchen," He Ling muttered to himself, staring blankly at the front for a while, then turned and left.

When she returned to her residence, her heart could not calm down.

He took out a light yellow jade pendant and looked at Yu Yan beside him.

"Yu Yan, go to the Exchange Street and pass on a message for me."

A few more days.

In a restaurant, Huang Yiran, dressed in a white robe, came into the restaurant as if he was familiar with the place.

She had a smile on her face and a jade pendant on her waist, which was obviously the symbol of her identity as a foundation-building cultivator of the Xuanyuan Sect.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw He Ling in a white robe.

He invited Huang Yiran to take a seat, poured her a glass of wine, and pushed it in front of her.

"Junior Sister Huang, long time no see."

Huang Yiran looked at He Ling and raised his eyebrows. "Middle stage of foundation building, it seems that Senior Sister He has quite a good opportunity."

She had practiced hard in Xuanyuan Sect for decades and had only reached the middle stage of foundation building. He Ling knew that she had been transferred to the Nanli area where the spiritual energy was thin, but she didn't expect that she had also entered the middle stage of foundation building.

He Ling smiled slightly and didn't answer.

Huang Yiran also laughed and got straight to the point, "Senior Sister He, I wonder why you came to see me this time? I am now an outer disciple of Tiandu Bee, but I am no longer in the intelligence business."

"Junior Sister Huang, do you know who Wu Chen is?"

Huang Yiran glanced at He Ling with a somewhat dissatisfied look in her eyes, "Senior Sister He, why do you call the Grandmaster by his name?"

"Everyone knows that Grandmother Liao Wuchen is the Sect Master's personal disciple and the third disciple under the Sect Master. She entered the Golden Core stage at the age of thirty and is now in the late Golden Core stage. She is unrivaled in the Sect and is hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius. All the cultivators in the Sect, both great and small, look up to her as a role model."

"Xiao Qing... Is the Grandmaster really that powerful?"

Huang Yiran nodded seriously.

He Ling was shocked at first, but then felt a little proud in her heart. My Xiaoqing is so amazing.

"Is there any way you can contact her?"

Huang Yiran looked incredulous and pointed at himself, "Me?"

He Ling knew that she had said something wrong, so she poured her another glass of wine and said it was a joke.

She asked some more questions about Wu Chen, most of which were very vague. However, after calculating the time, it matched Xiaoqing's age, and He Ling was confident that she would never make a mistake with that appearance. Unfortunately, if Xiaoqing had allowed her to check whether there was a small birthmark on her back, she would have been able to confirm more clearly whether Wu Chen was Xiaoqing.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, He Ling was in a good mood. Xiaoqing was not only fine, but she was also a genius in cultivation that only appeared once in a thousand years. A stone in her heart finally fell.

But Xiaoqing seemed to have forgotten about him, which made He Ling feel a little depressed.

She poured another glass of wine for Huang Yiran. She was filled with joy and sorrow. After four or five glasses of wine, her face turned red.

After drinking another glass, she suddenly lowered her head and placed it on the table.

Huang Yiran had just finished half a glass of wine when she looked at He Ling in a daze.

She remembered that this senior sister only drank a few glasses of wine, so she didn't know what happened today and why she drank so much at once.

She slowly drank the wine in the glass, and a blush appeared on her face, but compared to He Ling, she was not even a little drunk.

After glancing at He Ling who was leaning over the table, Huang Yiran's eyes were silently drawn to a place.

As we all know, the larger the volume and the heavier the weight, the more light it can attract.

Huang Yiran was just like that, she just couldn't take her eyes off him.

A figure in white was lying on the table, with two heavy lumps hanging from his chest. The white robe was originally quite loose, and it was fine before, as one only knew it was quite large. Now that it was hanging down due to gravity, Huang Yiran discovered that the two lumps had actually expanded so much!

She swallowed and looked around unconsciously to make sure that there was no one in the room.

Only then did she cry out with a guilty conscience.

"Senior Sister He?" Seeing no response, she stood up on tiptoe.

Her cheeks were flushed as if she was drunk, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of guilt and inquiry.

"Is it really that big?" She thought she should go and study it herself, after all, practice makes perfect!

Coming to He Ling's side, a pair of hands stretched out towards the huge fruit.

close!close!

Just when the authenticity was about to be verified, a emerald green snake emerged from He Ling's sleeve.

The golden pupils stared at Huang Yiran, and fiery red tongues kept coming out.

Huang Yiran: “....................”