Ninth-level fairy

In the past, he could only look at this beautiful face from afar, but now, with the smooth feeling coming from his fingertips, Du Fang's heart was moved.

Although they had not been together for long, it felt like they had been together for several lifetimes.

Du Fang recalled in his mind that when he fell in the white clouds above Lingyuan, Li Qingshuang resolutely came to him, hugged him tightly, and fell into the abyss that was still unknown at that time together.

A clear and beautiful voice suddenly interrupted his meditation:

"Why are you touching me?"

Du Fang thought it was an illusion and subconsciously touched it twice. Suddenly, his hand was knocked away. Li Qingshuang sat up, with a hint of anger on her face, staring at him with squinted eyes.

"You're awake..." Du Fang was a little embarrassed.

"I've been awake for a long time, and as soon as I woke up I saw you touching me!"

"I didn't touch you..." Du Fang scratched his head, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Then where are your hands?"

"In your face!"

"You said you didn't touch me..."

Du Fang suddenly smiled and pinched her face hard. "How long have you been awake? Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Li Qingshuang's playful expression suddenly turned serious, "I have my reasons..."

"What's the difficulty?" Du Fang didn't quite understand what he meant.

Li Qingshuang looked dazed and suddenly got out of bed. When her beautiful feet as white as jade stretched out from under the quilt, Du Fang suddenly saw them.

The foot was shiny and white, with a faint jade-like luster on it.

At this moment, a strong fantasy suddenly arose in Du Fang's heart. He wanted to reach out and touch the sole of the foot, then hold it in his arms and play with it.

This look was fleeting.

Li Qingshuang had already put on her shoes, closed the door, removed the incense from the burner, and lit three red candles.

Then he turned around with a smile on his face and looked at Du Fang's slightly blushing and somewhat embarrassed face.

Red candles, closed door, beautiful feet.

Du Fang suddenly felt dumbfounded. What was wrong with this Senior Sister today? That look in her eyes almost looked like she wanted to eat him.

His heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.

It was the first time in my life that I was in the same room with a woman.

She was an extremely beautiful woman. Seeing Li Qingshuang approaching, she suddenly felt a little scared:

"What do you want to do?"

"Junior brother..." Li Qingshuang suddenly pounced on him, and her weak body fell into Du Fang's arms.

Warm and soft like a jade in his arms, Du Fang felt his body soften in an instant. Li Qingshuang kicked off his shoes, bit his ear with her cherry lips, breathed a gentle breath, and said sweetly:

"Slippers, get on the bed!"

Li Qingshuang was very strong. Du Fang only felt that his body was very light and his head was dizzy, as if he was in the clouds.

As soon as the two of them got on the bed, Li Qingshuang immediately covered her head with the quilt. Suddenly, she pinched Du Fang's face fiercely and said angrily:

"What are you thinking about?"

"Senior Sister, you are just imagining things. I didn't do anything..." Du Fang didn't dare to say this out loud, and now he was leaning against her body.

There was a gentle fragrance at the tip of his nose. Li Qingshuang bit his ear and suddenly said:

"Do you still remember, in that painted world, you were sucked dry, turned into a piece of paper, and pulled into that white paper..."

"What's the matter? Why are you saying these spoiling things?"

Du Fang was dizzy and didn't want to listen at all, but Li Qingshuang insisted on talking.

"As soon as you were sucked in, Patriarch Changqingzi and I were both stunned. However, our souls followed you and were sucked into the primitive world in the painting..."

Du Fang suddenly shuddered, "Then did you two hear everything that the Empress and Qingyao said?"

"Yes, I heard everything, including the secret of the divine tomb that has been hidden for thousands of years!"

Du Fang was about to speak when Li Qingshuang suddenly covered his lips with her hand and whispered, "This secret must never be spoken..."

"why?"

"Because...the founder of the Lingxiao sect revealed this secret after bringing it out of the tomb, and died shortly afterwards. Even the mighty ones of the Nine Realms couldn't resist this power, let alone you, me, and Patriarch Changqingzi..."

"Is this thing going to rot in my mouth?" Du Fang suddenly remembered what Qingyao said in the tomb:

The ghosts are helping me keep a secret, a secret that few people knew even in ancient times...

The soul power of living beings is the most powerful force in the world. That's why the fallen god Pangu was able to devour the soul power of the dead and remain dormant. In ancient times, some used human souls to cultivate weapon spirits, placing them within divine weapons. This could greatly increase their strength, surpassing all others. A third realm could break through the sixth, and a sixth realm could break through the ninth, instantly increasing their strength. This method was so sinister that the ancient powers united to kill them...

Immortals are the product of the saints of heaven and earth refining all the evil spirits. They are extremely ferocious. If you have to, you can use this method and kill the immortals at the cost of millions of lives.

This sword, and this secret, you can bring out of the tomb...

Chang Qingzi knew this secret, Li Qingshuang knew it, and he knew it too.

But as the empress of the Human Emperor, why would Qingyao let them know her spiritual thoughts? Wasn't she afraid that the three of them would reveal this secret?

The only explanation is that Qingyao is not afraid. She will set some kind of restrictions on the three people, just like when Lingxiaozi came out of the tomb.

Du Fang gently hugged her slender waist and asked in a low voice: "You coaxed me into bed just to say this?"

"Of course not..." Li Qingshuang said to him angrily.

"I know it's not true... Senior Sister... It's a beautiful day, but what a pity..." Du Fang was distracted and touched her clothes.

Li Qingshuang suddenly looked furious, slapped his hand away, and said sternly, "What are you thinking about? Let's talk business!"

Du Fang said aggrievedly: "Hasn't the business been concluded?"

Li Qingshuang snorted coldly, pointed at the three candles, and whispered, "This is the soul-blocking incense I collected from outside. I'm afraid it might be heard by someone with ulterior motives..."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Du Fang's face.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like that?"

"Nothing, I thought you were lighting a red candle..."

"What on earth is going on in your head?"

"Nothing!" Du Fang was a little bored. Li Qingshuang suddenly touched his face and asked, "Do you know why your face has become a little like a woman's?"

"I just went astray during my training. I don't have enough talent, so I forced myself to practice and this is what happened. What's so curious about this?"

"You're wrong! When you broke the mirror, someone cut off your energy with a sword!"

Du Fang suddenly sat up: "Who is it?"