Translating Web Novel
Translating Web Novel
A round of practice successfully ignited a new enmity between the two venerable, and the atmosphere between them was even colder than the night of winter solstice.
When Lu Yaoyao woke up from her slumber, she saw this situation. The little baby held the jade bottle to drink spiritual milk, her pair of bright eyes turned back and forth between her two fathers, who were putting a huge distance from each other. Lu Yaoyao’s chubby face was full of confusion.
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Cheng Yujin’s eyes towards Lin Qingyuan were as if looking at a piece of fat meat. She instantly realized that her gaze was too obvious, so she hurriedly lowered her head and coughed slightly: “This little girl is ignorant. I made Brother Lin see my joke.”
Lin Qingyuan heard Cheng Yujin said, “You should be more confident of yourself.” His face flushed, and he didn’t dare to look at Cheng Yujin at all. His eyes wandered towards the floor. Hearing Cheng Yujin’s last sentence, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: “No, no, it’s me who shouldn’t have said these things to you. I have been brash. Eldest miss Cheng, I apologize.”
In the chaos, Meng Qi felt something was coiling her ankle and violently tugged her away. She was about to shout at Sikong Xing for help when the sky suddenly spun before her eyes. A massive amount of spiritual aura descended from the sky, as if cutting the space and time itself and completely enveloping her body.
A man’s cold laughter rang. His laughter seemed to echo the night of the winter solstice. It was extremely cold, gloomy, and dark.
When the car drove towards the road and merged into the traffic, Si Yue’s lips straightened into a thin line.
What the woman mentioned made him recall that bad—yet not so bad—night. On that night, he was careless and fell into a trap. He immediately went into a secluded area and waited for Yuan Xin to pick him up while preserving his sobriety with willpower alone.
Lu Yaoyao was excited. She also wanted to have the same beautiful long hair as her two fathers, but of course, her wish couldn’t be realized. After all, she hadn’t formally started cultivating yet. Besides, with such a small body of hers, she wouldn’t look cute anymore if her hair was so long.
Most importantly, Lu Qingyu and Yao Jiuxiao didn’t even know how to properly make a simple hair bun, let alone how to do women’s complicated hairstyles. So even if they could do it, they tacitly pretended not to understand the child’s gesture.
The elegant and handsome Li Che stood upright, seemingly had fully recovered. Standing there, he stared directly at the black-robed man. His eyes were clear and fearless. It was exactly the young man Meng Qi knew in the past, a brave healer who dared to venture deep into a poisonous swamp for his patients.
“Fellow Daoist Lu.” Li Che cupped his hands towards Lu Qingran and said politely: “Your live-saving grace, I don’t dare to forget even a day. I should have gone to help Fellow Daoist earlier, but after following my memory to find the previous place at the foot of the mountain, I cannot find your trace.” Li Che said, “Fellow Daoist Lu has suffered.”
“Ninth Uncle is going out to visit friends, but he will be back in a few days.” Cheng Yujin didn’t care about the situation outside. She smiled sweetly, luring her prey in. “If Brother Lin is in a hurry, you might as well leave a message with me. When Ninth Uncle returns, I will send someone to Lin Manor to give you a call.”
Lin Qingyuan was very grateful. “Thank you, eldest miss Cheng. Eldest miss is warmhearted and kind. You have helped me a lot, but I don’t know how to repay you.”
Fang Xueruo looked up at Si Yue, revealing a white and slender neck. She looked so weak and helpless, yet was stubborn in desperation: “Where is my elder sister?”
Si Yue sneered. He folded his hands and curled up his lips into a slightly cold smile: “Strange. Where Miss Fang’s sister is, what does it have anything to do with me? Why are you coming to ask me?”
Yao Jiuxiao’s face was as refined as jade, and his temperament was cold and distant. He didn’t lose any of his elegance even without a single strand of hair on his head. Instead, it added a trace of holy sanctity to his appearance.
Lu Qingyu was the total opposite. Borrowing the popular description, he must be an evil monk who charmed all living beings.
