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Chapter 324: Senior Sister's Attitude

Song Ya frowned and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Ren Kuang, don't you get your revenge? I stabbed you once and left you to die. Why don't you hate me?"

Ren Kuang laughed loudly: "Senior Song Ya, you are so interesting. This is the first time I see someone begging for help. I hate it."

"You really want to die?"

Song Ya snorted coldly: "This is because you voluntarily gave up revenge. You must not mention it again in the future."

Ren Kuang promised: "Okay, I promise I will never mention this matter in the future."

Song Ya grabbed the Frost Sword and said, "See if you have enough, return it to me."

Ren Kuang smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't want you."

"This sword of frost is indeed suitable for you."

"But do you know how to activate it?"

Song Ya looked at Ren Kuang in surprise: "Activate? What activation?"

Ren Kuangdao: "It's very simple. Inject your energy into this gem and you can increase it through the Frost Sword."

Song Ya said: "How do you know?"

Ren Kuang looked at the frost beauty in front of him, but his heart felt a little hot.

"Senior, have you ever heard of the legend of the Holy King and the Nine Princesses?"

Song Ya grinded her teeth.

"I've never heard of it, and I don't want to know."

Ren Kuangdao: "Fenghuang firmly believes in this legend, but he didn't even tell you?"

Song Ya said: "Ren Kuang, we have made peace with each other. From now on, we will have no contact with each other, and you should stop wasting your energy on me."

Ren Kuangdao: "How can that be done? Senior sister, our fate was determined more than 20 years ago."

"Besides, under the Wolong Mountains, we have shared hardships together. How can we just forget about it?"

Song Ya gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up and don't mention Wolong Mountain Range again."

Ren Kuang said sternly: "I can't help but mention it. I suddenly remembered that you were a life-saving benefactor to me in the Wolong Mountains."

"How about this, let me help you cure your aunt, and we'll clear things up and never talk about the past again, how about that?"

Song Ya said in surprise: "I saved your life?"

Ren Kuang nodded solemnly: "Without you, I would have died underground long ago."

"Just let me repay the favor and give you peace of mind, okay?"

Song Ya thought for a while and said, "Can you really save my mother?"

Ren Kuangdao: "You will know if you try it."

Song Ya said: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, but my mother doesn't know about me, so don't talk nonsense."

Ren Kuangdao: "Of course, I've always been very tight-lipped."

Song Ya looked at Ren Kuang up and down suspiciously, as if she didn't believe it.

"Tell me, how did you escape?"

What surprised Ren Kuang was.

Song Ya obviously hated herself, but she was not in a hurry to leave.

Instead, he sat on the sofa and asked Ren Kuang about it.

Ren Kuang laughed and did not hide anything. He told the story of what happened in the underground world of Wancheng.

Song Ya seemed dumbfounded.

After a while, he sighed quietly.

"Ren Kuang, you even told me such an important secret, aren't you afraid that I will betray you?"

Ren Kuangdao: "Senior sister dared to trust me with her life before, so how could I not trust senior sister?"

"By the way, senior sister, although your health is better, you may still have some hidden dangers. Can you let me check you again?"

Song Ya said warily: "What do you want to do? I'm not one of those ignorant girls."

Ren Kuang smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, you really misunderstood me. If I want to take advantage of you, I just don't resist when I'm underground in the Wolong Mountains. Why bother?"

"Speaking of which, senior sister, you were so fierce at that time, I almost got..."

He stopped before he finished speaking.

Because Song Ya was looking at him with murderous eyes.

Anger is on the verge of breaking out.

"No matter how nice your words are, don't expect me to be fooled."

Song Ya exhaled a thick breath.

Ren Kuang screamed: "Senior sister, you really wronged me."

He has a headache.

Having such a big living baby like Song Ya in front of her eyes, but she could only look at it but not eat it. The feeling was simply torture.

The Nine Star Soul Flower is so greedy that it howls.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The two of them stared at each other in the dark night.

Finally, Song Ya was still angry: "Aren't you going to help me feel my pulse? Why are you waiting so stupidly?"

Ren Kuang was startled.

Didn’t you just reject yourself outright?

Now you blame yourself for not taking action?

He was so elated that he jumped out of bed happily.

But Song Ya exclaimed: "What are you doing? You are acting like a hooligan!"

Ren Kuang hurriedly pulled up his pajamas and said with a smile: "I'm just kidding, I didn't mean it."

Song Ya was startled: "I didn't expect you to have tattoos. You are indeed the famous Mr. Crazy."

Ren Kuang didn't tell, but directly grabbed Song Ya's cold little hand.

Song Ya's delicate body trembled, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

Ren Kuang's hands are warm and delicate.

The contact between the palms and the alternation of hot and cold will bring a different touch.

Song Ya's calm heart suddenly felt ripples.

But Ren Kuang was serious, his eyes were not squinting, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Song Ya couldn't help but said: "You are so strange in diagnosing pulses. Why do you still send energy to other people's meridians? Isn't this a disadvantage?"

She felt that the cold air in her body was flowing towards Ren Kuang.

Then, a burst of heat came from Ren Kuang's hand.

Ren Kuang laughed and said: "Senior, don't you know that if the Yin does not rise, the Yang will not grow? Only when the Yin and Yang are harmonious can it be mellow and satisfactory."

Song Ya's face turned red for no reason, and she said angrily: "That's nonsense."

Ren Kuangdao: "Yes or no, senior sister, you will know after you feel it."

Song Ya bit her red lips tightly and stopped making any sound.

No one knows what is going on in her mind.

Ren Kuangzhen didn't take advantage of the situation, but helped her groom her body.

Facing him, the attribute spirit body has no power to resist at all.

Only those involved can understand the taste.

This is also of great benefit to Ren Kuang.

Now he has reached the fourth stage of Soul Condensation and has a combat strength of 200,000.

However, even if they have the same numerical value, their power can be very different.

Just like currency, Japan's 200,000 yuan cannot be compared with the US dollar and Euro.

If a normal warrior's energy is the currency of the Dragon Kingdom, and Ren Kuang's attribute power is added to it, it is equivalent to a U.S. sword or a Euro.

Same numerical value, very different power.

After the blending, although the total energy value has not changed, the value has.

Song Ya didn't really believe Ren Kuang's lies.

But at this moment, I felt the change in my body, and I couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

Could it be that what this kid said is true?

She had indeed heard Phoenix mention the legend of the Nine Spiritual Bodies and the Holy King.

However, Song Ya never took it to heart.

As a dignified new-era woman, if she shares her husband with others, wouldn’t it be the most ridiculous thing in the world?

But every time I see Ren Kuang, no matter how much resentment there is, there is still a sense of intimacy.

This made Song Ya extremely confused.

She looked at Ren Kuang fiercely.

This guy looks so pure and honest.

But who knows, he is messing around with women everywhere.

no!

Even if you live alone until old age, you will never marry such a playboy.

Ren Kuang turned a blind eye to her disgusted look.

As long as Song Ya tastes the sweetness, she will naturally understand the taste in the future.

"If you feel that your body's energy is not flowing smoothly in the future, come to me and I will help you reconcile it."

"Don't worry, I won't covet your beauty."

Ren Kuang added another sentence.

Song Ya snorted coldly: "How dare you? If you dare to be rude to me, at worst, I will kill you and then commit suicide."

"Or, die by your hands."

"Beyond these two results, there can be no third result."

Her tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

Ren Kuang believes that this strong woman can definitely do what she says.

Just because she suspected that she had been close to her in the Wolong Mountains, she swung her sword at him.

Ren Kuangdao: "Actually, you really misunderstood."

"Our two physiques can complement each other."

"As long as everyone can cooperate in cultivation, it doesn't have to involve the relationship between men and women."

Song Ya frowned and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

Ren Kuang took back his hand and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"Is it true? Doesn't the senior sister feel it herself?"

Song Ya said: "But this matter can only be known to you and me. If you dare to go out and talk nonsense and ruin my reputation, I would rather die than vent your anger."

After saying that, she stood up and left.

Ren Kuang subconsciously said: "It's late at night, why not sleep here... No, I didn't mean that, senior sister, don't get me wrong."

Song Ya said: "Tomorrow morning, I will pick you up."

After saying that, she turned her head and walked away proudly.

Ren Kuang looked at her back, a little distracted.

Although Senior Song Ya was a little cold this time, she seemed a little different from before.

She, shouldering a mission and acting as a spy next to Phoenix, must be under a lot of inner pressure.

Ren Kuang was wondering whether he should reach an agreement with Longshou and let Song Ya come back.

Early the next morning, Ren Kuang sent a message to Feng Zihan, saying that he had to delay things for a while.

Feng Zihan was in a low mood and did not ask any further questions.

Anyway, when the new year is over and school starts, everyone will still be together.

It's not too late to tell you anything later.

It was only seven o'clock when Song Ya came to the hotel in person and knocked on the door.

Today, she has returned to her normal appearance.

The wind is howling outside and the weather is cold.

The heavy snow that the weather forecast said has finally arrived.

Feng Zihan is not afraid of the cold and wears a little thin clothing, but it highlights her beautiful figure.

She is already taller and has fair skin.

Coupled with the aloofness developed over many years, it gives people a very unattractive and sassy feeling.

"Let's go, the car is ready."

Song Ya saw Ren Kuang's eyes straightened, and the corners of his mouth turned up for no reason.

Ren Kuang yelled and followed her, his temperament was quite different, like a little follower.

"There is only one person in the world who is sure of curing my mother's disease. Can you really do that?"

Ren Kuangdao: "What Phoenix can do, I can do too."

Song Ya said: "You are very confident."

"That's because you don't know how powerful the Phoenix is."

Ren Kuang said proudly: "If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died in my hands last time."

Song Ya was startled: "Have you ever hurt him?"

Ren Kuang said arrogantly: "Otherwise, why would the Phoenix hear me coming and immediately run away in fear?"

Song Ya snorted coldly: "Phoenix doesn't look injured at all, don't deceive yourself."

Ren Kuang said: "This is impossible. I am sure that he has been injured by me. He is just trying to stay calm under you guys."

Song Ya frowned slightly: "Since you believe his lies, why do you still hurt him?"

Ren Kuang shook his head: "I only believe part of it."

Song Ya said: "Have you ever thought about what if what Phoenix said is true?"

"We awakened ones are all spies sent from another world and are the public enemies of all mankind."

"When the time comes, how should you choose?"

Ren Kuangdao: "I don't know, but I will follow my heart."

This is indeed a headache.

Judging from the murals, the humans in the two worlds are almost identical.

The two sides have fought for thousands of years, resulting in countless casualties.

When it comes to racial hatred, it must be deep in our bones.


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