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Chapter 4 Doubt

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qinghe's delicate hands quickly grabbed his neck and raised it high.

Luo Xuanming's pale face suddenly turned red, his breathing became increasingly rapid, and his bloodshot eyes looked at her innocently and doubtfully.

"Sister...sister?"

Meng Qinghe stared at him, and his slender fingers became harder and harder, "If you dare to talk nonsense again and let others misunderstand my relationship with you, I will cut off your limbs and put you in a cage!"

Speaking of this, she revealed a cold smile with unknown meaning: "Staying by my side like this all your life is taking away your freedom!"

Luo Xuanming smiled.

He said in a serious tone: "As long as I can be by my sister's side, it doesn't matter what happens to me."

In order to resolve the misunderstanding and reconcile, he did not hesitate to give up his lifelong cultivation and lose his life.

It's just a disability, so why not?
Intuiting that he was not joking, Meng Qinghe narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then threw the person into the cold spring with a "crash" sound as water droplets flew everywhere.

"For the sake of the torture you just suffered, I'll spare you for once!" Meng Qinghe looked away coldly and said in a calm tone: "Hurry up and absorb Hanquan's spiritual energy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked to the corner of the cave and set up a barrier to practice.

Seeing that she was avoiding him, Luo Xuanming twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but think of her past life when she approached him with a delicate and pretentious look.

It was obvious that he had deliberately approached her, so he knew she had another purpose and secretly sent someone to find out her identity.

At that time, Meng Qinghe always looked affectionate, but he encountered her many times with a calm gaze, making it difficult to read her sincerity.

Night falls.

Meng Qinghe stopped practicing and saw that Luo Xuanming's cultivation had faint signs of breaking through the Nascent Soul, and he couldn't help but sigh at his extraordinary talent.

He is truly a genius that is rarely seen in the devil world for thousands of years!

As soon as Luo Xuanming stood up, Meng Qinghe urged: "When you're done, change your old clothes and let's leave quickly."

The cold spring in this place was rich in spiritual energy. She didn't believe that the monsters here didn't know that they didn't meet the guardian beasts. They probably went out to look for food.

Luo Xuanming's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not tell her that the guardian beast had been dealt with by him.

Walking up from Hanquan, a low and elegant voice slowly sounded: "Sister, there is a mirror here that seems to be a magic weapon!"

"Let me have a look!" Meng Qinghe's eyes suddenly lit up. He took a closer look but found nothing unusual.

"Sister, do you know what this is?" Luo Xuanming raised the corners of his lips and asked knowingly.

The bronze mirror with its ancient aura was extremely strange. Meng Qinghe looked at himself in the glasses and felt his vision blurred. He quickly returned the mirror and said, "I don't know, you can keep it."

Luo Xuanming: "..."

You haven't turned a page of the book I asked you to read before.

This 'divine mirror' that knows the future and the past is the only thing that can let her know the truth of the past, and it cannot be thrown away.

Luo Xuanming thought secretly, and when she turned her back to him, he quickly took out a storage bag and poured out a bunch of spiritual stones and put them into the mirror.

"Seeking death!" There was a fluctuation of spiritual power behind him. Meng Qinghe thought that Luo Xuanming was trying to do something evil, so he held the Jiyue Sword and swung the first move of the Wuqing Jue to attack.

Unexpectedly, the scene around her changed in the blink of an eye, and she appeared in front of the magnificent mansion.

Looking around, the corpses scattered on the ground were shocking, and there were messy screams in my ears. Everything was familiar and yet strange.

It's the Meng family!
This is the beginning of her miserable life!
Meng Qinghe's eyes widened, and even though he didn't know what the situation was, he rushed in desperately, trying to stop the sword from piercing his parents' bodies.

However, the scene gradually disappeared.

Her eyes stayed on that cold and sharp sword...

Shocking Cloud Sword?
That is Uncle Master’s natal magical weapon!
Meng Qinghe's heart skipped a beat and thought it was impossible. He heard that his uncle was in retreat at that time. How could the Jingyun Sword appear in the Meng family?
Moreover, the destruction of the Meng family was caused by the demons!
Meng Qinghe's turbulent heart soon calmed down. He held his sword and pointed it at Luo Xuanming, with a cold voice: "Are you the one who did it?" "Why can't I understand what my sister said?" Luo Xuanming's pale handsome face flashed. Overcoming doubts, he blinked a pair of innocent eyes.

"I looked at the strange bronze mirror and wanted to inject spiritual power into it. Suddenly, my sister froze in place and couldn't hear you when I spoke to you."

As he said this, he had a look of being wronged and hurt, "I really don't understand what I did to make my sister very nervous."

As soon as he said these words, Meng Qinghe's eyes were attracted by the divine mirror in his hand, and he took back the Jiyue Sword with hesitation.

"Give me the stuff!"

Luo Xuanming smiled triumphantly as he handed the divine mirror to the sky.

Meng Qinghe didn't pay attention. He lowered his eyes and looked at the palm-sized bronze mirror, full of doubts in his heart.

Is the scene it just recreated real?
Although she felt untrustworthy now, she still had a strange feeling in her heart. She wanted to know if what happened next was the same as her memory?
Without enough time to think, Meng Qinghe put the Sky-Peering Mirror into the space jade bracelet for preservation. She was stunned by how empty it was.

"Huh? Where did my money go?"

Some kind of speculation flashed through her mind, and the look on her face instantly became gloomy. She gritted her molar teeth and said, "What a spiritual realm! You even dare to take my things for yourself. Are you willing to die?"

Sensing her anger, the elves in the spiritual space finally reacted and quickly cried out for injustice.

"Master, the things are still there! It's just that the space has returned to the primary level. This may be related to the fact that you, Master, have returned to the past."

The look on Meng Qinghe's face turned darker, "So I'm penniless now?"

All her wealth is placed in the spiritual realm. Now treasures, spiritual stones and even daily necessities are hidden. If you want to take them out, you have to upgrade the space!

"So... right?" Ling Jing responded softly, with a hint of guilt.

Meng Qinghe laughed angrily.

very good!

Now, apart from her natal magical weapon, the Jiyue Sword, all she has left is a small space in the spiritual realm where she can only make money, and even her ex-husband Ye Xuanzhi’s private treasury is gone.

The most important thing is that the clothes she is wearing now are still the ones that were torn!
The dignified chief senior sister of the sect is dressed in such rags when going out. It is an insult to the sect!
Fortunately, there is no Tianxian Sect at this time...

"Master, don't be angry. With your current strength, making money is not a matter of minutes?" Lingjing smiled to please her and began to draw cakes for her.

"When I eat enough spirit stones, the spirit realm space can be quickly upgraded, and the old treasure will soon be back in the hands of its owner!"

Meng Qinghe resisted rolling his eyes, knowing that this was all he could do now, so he took a deep breath.

"That's all, things are still there after all."

It's better to just disappear, otherwise wouldn't her previous life's work have been in vain?

The two of them left the cave and went south without incident, and unexpectedly stepped out of the sweltering forest.

"There seems to be a small town!" Meng Qinghe looked into the distance and said in a clear voice unexpectedly: "I didn't expect anyone to dare to survive in the secret territory."

Luo Xuanming spoke calmly: "The air in the secret realm is thick, so naturally there are cultivators who want to try to compete with the monsters for territory. If we stay here for hundreds of years, our cultivation will definitely increase greatly."

Meng Qinghe raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the handsome young man standing with his hands behind his back, "Follow me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Jiyue Sword, filled with spiritual energy, appeared at her feet, and she flew away with the sword.

Luo Xuanming: "..."

Approaching Changshou Town, the spiritual energy on the two people dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Meng Qinghe sensed something was wrong and jumped to the ground.

Luo Xuanming followed closely, staggering for a while before regaining his balance.

"Slow down!" Meng Qinghe glanced at him coldly, with the word 'dislike' almost written on his face.

(End of this chapter)