Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Wen Ling took off the white ribbon on Qinian's head, washed it clean personally, and then used his inner strength to dry it. He then enthusiastically tied up the hair of the little fairy.

Qinian couldn't refuse and could only sit down obediently.

Her hair is half tied up, making her look like a fairy.

Wen Ling clapped his hands, "Alright, we're done. Let's go find the exit to this illusion."

Wen Ling naturally held his big hand. She took a step forward, but Qi Nian did not move. He stood quietly there and looked at their clasped hands. Then he raised his eyes to look at Wen Ling and just stared at him.

The intention of the performance was obviously to make her let go.

This trip to Mengli City has made Wen Ling feel a sense of crisis. The most powerful Taoist priests of the human race are all in Jiangming Mountain, and Qinian is the most precious disciple of Jiangming Mountain. It is impossible for him to be put in danger like what happened just now.

Moreover, she had learned how to set up illusions in the demon clan. Wen Ling could always see some similarities between the illusions they were in and the ones set up by the demon clan.

She couldn't break the illusion, which meant that the other party's strength was far superior to hers. Wen Ling was now sure that this was not the work of Fu Yuan, but a powerful demon like Fu Yuan would not have failed to notice it.

Just as Fu Xiao said, Fu Yuan will investigate all threatening monsters.

She had a premonition that this time when she came out of the illusion, she would have to face Fu Yuan.

That meant that her identity as a demon would soon be exposed. Wen Ling's heart trembled, and she tightened her grip on Qi Nian's hand. She couldn't let him boil her like a frog in warm water any longer.

She had to move faster.

Wen Ling looked at Qinian with a smile, "Why don't you leave?"

"hand."

He looked at her with an unchanged expression, only giving her a slight reminder.

The smile on Wen Ling's face grew wider. This illusion with only the two of them was definitely a good place to cultivate feelings.

"Isn't it good to hold it?"

"Miss A Ling, you've crossed the line."

Hadn't she crossed enough boundaries? Wen Ling stared at his jade-like face, then stepped forward, tiptoed, and placed a kiss on his lips.

"So what if I cross it?"

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at him, and Wen Ling wanted to test where his bottom line was.

She watched as the cold expression on the young Taoist priest's face instantly collapsed, his entire body froze, and his clear eyes were filled with violent waves, as if he had not yet reacted to what had happened.

Wen Ling hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him again before he could react.

The voice she spoke in was as sweet as peach blossoms.

"Little Taoist, I like you. Do you want to follow me?"

With a sweet yet serious tone, Qi Nian instantly let go of her hand and stepped back.

His expression turned cold, and the distance between them was even greater than when they first met.

"You shouldn't have said this to me, young lady. I'm not your ideal husband."

The cold eyes were pitch black, and the banished immortal-like person was now cold, as if touching the delicate white jade that was cold to the touch. She didn't believe that she couldn't warm it up.

Wen Ling walked forward and hugged his waist, without a trace of frustration on her face.

"Whether he is my beloved or not, it is naturally my decision."

A sharp feeling that had never been seen in him before was now revealed. When her wrist was grabbed and pulled away fiercely, Wen Ling looked up and met his cold eyes.

"Girl, respect yourself."

Very good, this name brings us back to the pre-liberation era.

Looking at the aloofness and indifference he displayed, Wen Ling briefly wondered if she was being too hasty.

Then she looked at him again, and found that he was no longer as cool as usual, still cold, but with a sharper look.

It was obvious that he was in a state of great emotional ups and downs, as he passed her and left first.

Wen Ling curled her lips. One has to observe Qi Nian's emotions from the details. Now his sharp feeling came suddenly, as if he suddenly exploded.

It can be seen that there is also some feeling.

After some testing, Wen Ling followed him obediently, not wanting to push him too far.

It was exactly as Wen Ling thought. Qi Nian's mood was extremely fluctuating at this moment, and he seemed to be walking forward with a very purposeful attitude.

This is the flaw. Now they have no idea where to exit this illusion. There is grass everywhere, and it doesn’t matter which direction they choose to go.

Qi Nian's heart couldn't calm down, his mind was full of the two kisses Wen Ling had just given him.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and the more he tried not to think about it, the more the scene emerged in his mind.

The sweet fragrance of peach blossoms, the charming smile, and the soft touch. The hand holding the Taichu Sword at her side was so tight that the knuckles turned white.

His expression grew colder and colder, but his heart grew more and more confused, and he couldn't calm down no matter what he did.

When he heard that confession just now, he couldn't deceive himself by the way his heart trembled.

Wen Ling followed behind him silently to help him calm down.

"Did you just come in?"

An old man, who was obviously also a demon-catching Taoist priest, asked, interrupting the silence between the two.

The old man who caught monsters was followed by more than a dozen men and women of all ages.

Qi Nian didn't say anything. Wen Ling stepped forward and responded with a smile, wondering in her heart whether these people in front of her were the blood-red beads again.

"Ah, I just came in."

The old man smiled kindly, "Miss, there's no need to be on guard against us. We also came from the red bead."

The old man's eyes dimmed for a moment after hearing this, as if he was thinking of something sad. Wen Ling guessed that one of his companions must have died there.

Wen Ling smiled, but her vigilance remained unchanged.

"How long have you been here?"

The old man put away his expression and smiled kindly, "My name is Zheng Hong, and I was originally an outer disciple of Jiangming Mountain. You two little kids can just call me Grandpa Zheng."

The old man stroked his beard, the smile on his face faded, and he sighed, "I'm not very capable, and I've been here for nearly thirty years."

Wen Ling looked at Qinian from Jiangming Mountain and saw that his expression had not changed and he had no intention of recognizing his fellow disciples, so he did not take the initiative to reveal his identity.

"And behind me are all talented and righteous people who came to Mengli City to travel. They didn't expect to be trapped here. You can get to know them slowly in the future."

Wen Ling smiled and nodded, "You've been here for so long, haven't you found the exit?"

A cute girl appeared behind Zheng Hong, staring at Wen Ling with bright eyes.

"We should be finding it soon."

The girl answered quickly.

Zheng Hong smiled and said, "It's almost there. It's just my bad luck. I came to this illusion for many years, but I couldn't figure out the details of it at first. I wasted more than ten years. Then it took many more years to figure out that this illusion is square and has boundaries in the four directions of east, south, west and north. I led people to explore three of them, got lost several times in all three directions, and still couldn't find the exit. After wasting so many years, the only thing I haven't been to is the north."

"I think the exit is to the north."

Wen Ling raised an eyebrow, "So this illusion is designed to trap people to death."

Wen Ling looked around at the vast grassland and found it difficult to tell the direction.

Zheng Hong nodded. "Just look at me and you'll understand the purpose of this illusion. When I first came to this illusion, I was also a handsome young man."

The old man had a pretty good attitude, and he made jokes about himself without any sadness at all.

"Sister, my name is Wu Fangfang. Please come with us to the north. We should be near the exit."

Wen Ling and Qinian looked at each other and nodded.