Carole's small house.
"Eh? Has Mr. Ryuga already left?"
Feixiao's eyes widened, and she felt a sudden sense of loss.
A faint melancholy rose in her heart; she hadn't had time to say thank you properly.
"Hmm~"
"Master said, in another year or so, he'll let you thank him for both favors at once."
Carole was biting into a piece of honey cake, tilted her head upon hearing this, and spoke indistinctly.
"Ha?"
Feixiao's brow instantly knit into a knot, her eyes blinking in confusion.
Both?
What "both favors"?
Carole shrugged and said helplessly: "Don't ask me, I don't know either. Master is always mysterious, speaking like he's telling riddles."
As she spoke, she paused, suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.
"Oh right! Master specifically instructed before leaving, saying 'we will meet again if fate allows'."
"Master said the fate with Miss Feixiao hasn't ended yet."
Feixiao froze in place, her mind buzzing.
What the hell?
This sounded like a prophecy?
Both favors?
(Does that mean in a year, Mr. Ryuga will appear again?)
Then let's wait a bit longer.
...
Xianzhou Luofu, Seat of Divine Foresight.
The night was as dark as ink, and the copper bells on the eaves rang softly in the wind.
Jing Yuan sat in the main seat, as calm as a mountain. He had already dismissed everyone; the vast Seat of Divine Foresight now only had him and Yukong.
"What do you think of this matter?"
Yukong didn't answer immediately, but pursed her lips, lost in thought.
Jing Yuan didn't urge her.
After a long time, Yukong raised her eyes and spoke.
"I can't see through it."
"Perhaps, he wants to pull us into his chessboard to play against the Lord Ravagers?"
"It's just not clear which one it is yet?"
The more she thought about it, the more Yukong felt clouds of doubt swirling in her heart.
Hearing this, Jing Yuan shook his head silently. He wasn't surprised by Yukong's speculation.
The current Yukong was still an ace good at charging into battle, but she was still lacking in terms of holding intelligence and observing the situation.
"The Lord Ravagers, although not the Luofu's current main enemy, this sword hanging over our heads will eventually fall one day."
Jing Yuan shook his head.
In the year 5700 of the Star Calendar, the Lord Ravager "Zephyro" personally visited the Zhuming Xianzhou, asking them to give up resistance and change their course to assist her in conquering the world of the Wingweavers.
The children of Nanook were simply arrogant!
The Zhuming Xianzhou did not comply, and that storm eventually came to nothing.
However, in Jing Yuan's view, that was only the opening chapter.
The Lord Ravagers under Nanook were all existences holding the authority of Destruction. One day in the future, they would surely have a battle.
"Then... is he showing goodwill? An alliance? A hostage? Or, planting an eye?"
Yukong couldn't see through it.
The act of leaving Carole on the Luofu was too suspicious.
And it didn't look like a simple teacher-student relationship.
"An eye?"
Hearing Yukong's guess, Jing Yuan gave a light laugh and leaned lazily against the back of the chair, his eyelids half-closed as if he were half-asleep.
But in those eyes, a sharp light flashed.
"I see that Carole's heart is clear and not a disguise."
Letting her be an eye? Isn't that a joke?
An innocent, sincere eye?
Is there a mistake?
Letting her be an "eye," before she could find out anything, she would have been completely exposed by others.
"But that Mr. Ryuga is indeed a bit too mysterious."
After a pause, Jing Yuan's fingertip lightly tapped the armrest, making a slight tapping sound, as if he were thinking.
A person of unknown origin and uncertain whereabouts.
He had never heard of such a person in the universe.
Like he suddenly popped out?
And he happened to have a deep relationship with Herta.
The "Genius Society," none of those mysterious scholars are easy to mess with.
"General, then..."
Yukong looked up and asked.
Jing Yuan smiled slightly, his eyes calm: "Don't be in a hurry; let's just watch for now. In addition, give Tingyun a vacation. Let her accompany our guest to tour the Xianzhou, heart to heart."
As he spoke, his smile deepened, looking like everything was under control.
Anyway, Tingyun and Carole were as close as best friends. After more contact, whether it's a person or a ghost, they will eventually show their true colors.
And having a past with his Master, he could be considered "one of our own."
For Jingliu's sake, at least he wouldn't strike a death blow to the Luofu.
"Mm, true gold is not afraid of fire, and lies cannot stand the test of time."
Yukong nodded, her expression softening slightly, but there was still one concern.
"Then, General, which position do you plan to arrange for that Carole? Once some accidents happen, we might have trouble."
Jing Yuan pondered for a moment, looking at the chessboard in front of him as if he were deducing the situation.
After a moment, he spoke.
"The Realm-Keeping Commission."
"In short, just don't let her into the Cloud Knights. As for other things, you and I don't need to interfere. Tingyun is exceptionally intelligent; she will have her own discretion."
"By the way, let Tingyun ask about 'Qingxin'."
"Yes."
Yukong said no more, performed a salute, and turned to leave.
The Seat of Divine Foresight returned to silence.
The light flickered, reflecting Jing Yuan sitting alone. Looking at the empty hall, he gave a light sigh.
"Unfortunately, that dragon descendant eventually couldn't be kept."
If she were willing to stay and inherit the position of High Elder, Bailu wouldn't have to bear that heavy fate and could be liberated.
What a pity.
"Sigh."
A long sigh, full of regret.
And that pure and flawless Vidyadhara, the ability to draw starlight was also very powerful.
Mm, he mistakenly thought Elysia also had Vidyadhara blood.
Having a dragon descendant Vidyadhara by his side, his own strength was powerful, his background was even more powerful, and he had mysterious Curios.
"Truly a mysterious person."
Jing Yuan whispered to himself. Soon, his smile faded, and only silence remained in the hall.
The wind blew through the corridor, blowing the scrolls on the desk.
The pages flipped, like a broken dream.
Looking at the chess game in front of him, Jing Yuan murmured softly, his pupils reflecting scenes from his youth with his Master.
Studying under the Master as a child.
At that time, the Master hadn't put on the blindfold yet, her eyes were as cold as frost, and she would kick him up when he fell while practicing the sword.
A single "Again" became his nightmare and also the most solid echo of his youth.
Fighting as an adult.
The flames of war were continuous and the war drums were noisy. They fought side by side and cut off the heads of powerful enemies one by one.
The name of the High-Cloud Quintet was at its peak.
Until, it fell apart.
A disaster, a rain of blood, the Master's heart was frozen, the Master's eyes were covered, and the Master's back disappeared at the end of the lightning.
The past oaths dissipated like smoke, and now only a remnant game remained.
"You're still alive."
"That's great."
Occasionally hearing rumors of the white-haired swordswoman among the stars, Jing Yuan would go under the High Elder statue to drink alone and be happy for a long time.
690 years passed in the blink of an eye.
He hadn't received news of the white-haired swordswoman for a long time, and he thought the Master had already reached her limit and ended her life in a lonely corner of the starry sky.
Unexpectedly...
Has the Mara-struck state also been suppressed?
Sigh, Ryuga left too quickly; the matter of purchasing "Qingxin" hadn't been mentioned yet.
A mysterious herb that can calm the soul and suppress the Mara-struck state is of paramount importance to the Xianzhou.
Now, it seems he has to wait for that Mr. Ryuga to appear again.
The moonlight shone obliquely, and the chess pieces were cold.
Jing Yuan slowly placed a piece.
...
The next day, evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, obliquely into the room, reflecting on Mobius's quiet sleeping face.
Two lotus-like arms rested outside the quilt, and one hand rested on his heart.
Looking closely, the corners of her mouth were still slightly upturned, as if she were having a sweet dream.
Unfortunately, he didn't have hero templates like "LeBlanc," "Evelynn," or "Nocturne"; otherwise, he could enter the dream to take a look.
Ryuga leaned against the headboard, watching tenderly.
Then he raised his hand and mischievously pinched Mobius's pert nose.
Probably because of the difficulty in breathing, her eyelashes trembled, and then she turned over, revealing her smooth porcelain-like beautiful back in Ryuga's vision.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her curves were smooth, making his appetite wide open.
Last night...
On the bedroom floor, bunny girl outfits, cat-ear girl outfits, tight leather clothes, etc., were thrown everywhere.
It wasn't until the horizon turned fish-belly white that the two fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
At this moment, Mobius was soft all over, and even turning over carried a lazy charm, obviously having been "tossed" quite a bit.
Ryuga gave a light laugh, his fingertip sliding along Mobius's smooth shoulder line into the quilt, gently pulling her into his arms.
The movement was very light, for fear of waking her up.
His palm slid over, feeling the delicate touch and roundness of her skin.
Then, seeing Elysia complaining in large chunks in the chat group, he raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice.
The laughter startled the Mobius in his arms, who murmured a bit and snuggled into his arms again.
Ryuga quickly suppressed his smile.
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Damnable Ryu, three hours and another three hours, haven't you reached Amphoreus yet? It's been almost 24 hours. I think you must have forgotten us in the Wallpaper House, Ryu! Hmph hmph!"
13th Generation Sect Master of Mt. Yunkuo: "Still in the Wallpaper House?"
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Mm-hmm. @Desert Reaper, if damnable Ryu doesn't come out soon, Elysia will really be angry~"
Jingliu: "I'm more curious about how Director Furina is doing."
Snowy Mountain Qingxin Melon: "As soon as she went back, she hurriedly said she was going to find a Local Legend for revenge. I don't know if she won?"
Director Furina: "Hmph hmph~, Furina has finally cleared her name."
Furina, who had just returned to the Palais Mermonia, smiled confidently and then edited the video.
Director Furina uploaded a video.
Director Furina: "Hmph hmph~, witness Furina's shining moment, sing for Furina!"
Snowy Mountain Qingxin Melon: "Sing for Furina."
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Sing for Furina."
13th Generation Sect Master of Mt. Yunkuo: "Sing for Furina."
Istaroth: "Sing for Furina."
Desert Reaper: "Sing for Furina."
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Hmm? It seems a strange guy has come in~, you must have forgotten us @Desert Reaper (white eye)"
Desert Reaper: "How could I? Didn't I just send materials to Mobius? Anyway, let's watch Furina's highlight video first."
The group members clicked on the video one after another.
Furina, who had the River Spirit inheritance, was a bit flustered at first facing the "Boxing King's" storm-like offensive.
Her small body staggered and dodged in the mountain-collapsing and earth-splitting punch force.
But after a moment, she adapted to the Boxing King's fierce attack rhythm, steadied her position, and turned from defense to offense.
The tide took shape, and with a whip sweep, the Boxing King was sent flying.
Then, a spiral water column rose under her feet, lifting Rocky into the air.
Before he could steady himself, a water bomb like a meteorite had already crashed into his face.
Boom!
The water ball exploded, and Rocky fell to the ground in a mess, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
How could Furina allow him to breathe?
Her figure was like a petrel skimming the waves, pursuing the victory.
Water blades, water spears, and water tornadoes came out one after another, the moves being gorgeous yet sharp.
It's just that Furina was good-looking, and her 500-year stage performance temperament made it look more like she was performing a water rhapsody.
Finally, Furina folded her hands, and a huge water ring suddenly rose from the ground, firmly binding the Boxing King Rocky inside.
Ending the battle gorgeously, she also took a photo of the victory.
The background was the disheveled Boxing King.
There was also a string of water bubbles on his head, the picture being both domineering and funny.
The group members were also amazed.
However, just when everyone thought the victory was decided, the Boxing King Rocky suddenly erupted!
The violent momentum broke through the restraint of the water flow.
Using the counter-force, he instantly flashed behind Furina and punched the ground hard, the earth instantly cracking like a mirror.
Amidst the surging air waves, the punch wind tore through the air.
Although the water flow blocked the blow like a shield, Furina was still shaken back a few steps.
The Boxing King's wide-open and earth-splitting fierce punch momentum also made the group members feel quite interesting.
But the next scene was a bit hard to keep from laughing.
Furina controlled the water flow to turn into countless forms: water snakes, water hammers, water birds flapping their wings... all sorts of tricks, more like playing a water acrobatics show.
Rocky fled in a mess while punching and shattering the incoming creations. But every time he shattered one, three more immediately popped up, and finally, he was chased by a group of "clowns" made of water.
The group members covered their mouths and laughed happily.
Until the "Boxing King" Rocky Avildsen was beaten to a pulp and fled in a panic without looking back.
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Furina is so handsome! Tides, I have returned."
Elysia was quite supportive.
13th Generation Sect Master of Mt. Yunkuo: "Is this a battle? This is art!"
Director Furina: "Hmph hmph, (proudly hands on hips)"
Desert Reaper: "So handsome, my Furina! (cheering)"
13th Generation Sect Master of Mt. Yunkuo: "@Desert Reaper, I've already thought about it, Ryuga. What else is needed to resurrect my sister? I'll go prepare!"
Desert Reaper: "I don't need you to prepare anything, but I need 'Time Interaction.' It's also my first time using it. So, to be safe, I need to do an experiment in advance."
13th Generation Sect Master of Mt. Yunkuo: "Understood, I'll bring people there."
Yixuan fell silent.
When Old Eridu fell, too many people lost their loved ones because of it. They should make the same choice as her, right?
"Hmm?"
"The Void Hunter of this generation of the Hoshimi family seems to be named Miyabi Hoshimi."
Thinking about it, Yixuan's face turned red, and the tips of her ears were tinged with crimson.
She didn't have any decent reward to offer; the only thing she could give Ryuga was this fairly good body.
Pulling Miyabi Hoshimi together.
I don't know if Miyabi Hoshimi will agree?
I only heard that the Void Hunter is like the moon over an abyss, cold and aloof, her sword coming out like frost and snow falling into the human world.
She probably won't agree, right?
Forget it, I have to try.
"Fufu, get ready; we're going down the mountain in a few days."
The "Orange Cat Thiren" who was practicing kung fu was stunned and looked at her Master curiously: "Oh oh."
Desert Reaper: "In addition, Jingliu, I saw Jing Yuan. He still cares about you, his Master. He was also very happy to hear that your Mara-struck state has been suppressed."
Jingliu fell silent, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
Jing Yuan...
The High-Cloud Quintet has long become a thing of the past.
Hmm?
No!
If Ryuga's Time Interaction can bring back Yixuan's sister, does that mean... Baiheng can also?
A small warm flame suddenly surged in her frozen heart.
Customer Service Miss Pink Elf: "Ryu, when will you reach Amphoreus? It's so boring in the Wallpaper House."
Desert Reaper: "Talking about Stigmata with Mobius..."
"Hoo~, rubbing people's hearts until they itch."
"Mobius is awake, and it's time to eat."
While chatting with Elysia, Mobius suddenly woke up.
A lazy nasal sound rang out, the corners of the snake's mouth curled into a dangerous arc, and in her eyes, the ghost fire of desire quietly ignited.
"..."
Ryuga's hand playing with Mobius stiffened.
Mobius suddenly turned over, pressed Ryuga under her, and the snake's kiss bit down.
A great battle began.
Sword light and shadow, teeth clashing, wild and uncontrollable.
Desert Reaper: "Let everyone bring 'Jak'Sho, the Protean' and the 'Universal Pass.' We'll set off in two hours... no, three hours."
The moment the message was sent, Ryuga closed the group chat.
Three hours later, the "Desert Reaper" will surely boil again.
And at this moment, only the snake's fire in his arms made him suffocate.
To be continued…
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