Chapter 92: There is a tree called Blue Fir
With a hand that was bone-white and lacking in blood color, the man gently grasped the unattractive hand of Ling Feng, which had transformed into a withered tree exuding a strong black aura.
"Ling Feng, think carefully before you act," the low, hoarse voice of the unfamiliar man sounded clearly in her ear.
Ling Feng's figure paused slightly and slowly turned around.
"It's you!" she exclaimed with surprise, her voice filled with disbelief.
The man standing behind Ling Feng had disheveled black hair and a delicate, emotionless face.
Ling Feng recognized this person. Hundreds of years ago, when she was in the capital with a scholar, she had some contact with some powerful figures.
The man in front of her was the new rising star in the imperial court, the first favorite of the emperor, and had become a sycophant who held immense power in a short time.
Ling Feng remembered that when she was killed by the princess, this man was still in the center of imperial power and was being flattered by civil and military officials and even the major aristocratic families in the capital.
"Miss Ling, it has been hundreds of years since we last met, and you still remember me," the man let go of Ling Feng's hand, his handsome face showing a faint smile.
This smile was enough to enchant all living beings.
Ling Feng's surprised expression disappeared, replaced by a solemn and vigilant look with a slightly furrowed brow.
She could sense that this man was also a demon, like her.
It was also possible that his cultivation was higher than hers.
In the world of demons, appearances can be deceiving, regardless of gender.
When Ling Feng first saw him, she was too surprised to notice his cultivation.
Now, she couldn't detect it at all.
There was only one possibility - his cultivation was higher than hers.
The man spoke slowly, his tone gentle: "You've cultivated for hundreds of years, there's no need to sacrifice your hard-earned cultivation on a beast. If you really want to kill him, I'm willing to do it for you."
Ling Feng suddenly remembered the words Qin Ruan had said before she left.
She scrutinized the man from head to toe, her eyes filled with probing.
Suddenly, Ling Feng asked, "What's your name?"
"Blue Fir," the man said, chuckling lightly.
There's a kind of tree called Blue Fir, poisonous and domineering.
All living things near him were killed by poison.
That doesn't mean he can't approach.
To get close to Blue Fir, one must gain his approval, and the process is extremely difficult.
Blue Fir is so hard to please that in his lifetime, there are few creatures that can win his favor.
But once he approves, he's incredibly gentle and will do anything for that one person.
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At the entrance of Shengshi Academy, several modified Hummers pulled over.
The back door of the second wild and bold Hummer was opened from the inside.
Casual shoes covered in red soil poked out first.
Qin Ruan's feet stepped on the clean pavement at the school gate, wearing shoes stained with red soil from Qishan.
She pulled her backpack over her shoulder and turned to face Ling Xiaoxuan, whose face was pale from fright, sitting inside the car.
Qin Ruan whispered, "I'll go in first. Take it easy on the way, and remember to call home to say you're safe."
The Ling family arranged for bodyguards and many Taoist priests to follow, but these people did not bring any sense of security to Ling Xiaoxuan.
She stuck close to Qin Ruan the whole way.
If the other person made any movement, Ling Xiaoxuan's emotions would become unstable.
This trip to Qishan had caused her a great deal of stress.
It was even more frightening than encountering a mountain demon in the school dormitory last time.
To this day, when she recalls the scene of Xiao Mei being dismembered and the ground covered in blood and body parts, Ling Xiaoxuan's whole body breaks out in goosebumps, and she will never forget that chilling feeling.
Luckily, she returned safely.
(End of chapter)
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