Chapter 105: After Taoist Xuanyang left in January, Jing Yirong put his words behind her. Her future has always been in her own hands, and not even the sky can change it.
The news that Jing Yirong destroyed Xue Jiabao with a stick of incense spread quickly again. Almost everyone in the world knew about it. Jing Yirong was instantly promoted to the celebrity list in the world. Becoming famous in one battle is probably what it means.
Jing Yirong, from the noble princess of the Kingdom of Hades, became a peerless master known to everyone in the world.
Jing Yirong asked everyone to go back to the Chen Mansion to pack up and pay their respects, while she came to the cave where Qilin was. She would not forget what she promised.
Qilin ran towards Jing Yirong excitedly, and the whole cave shook due to its footsteps. Jing Yirong looked at Qilin in embarrassment, "You are so big, I can't carry you with me like a pet."
Qilin lowered his head, as if he understood Jing Yirong's words, feeling depressed.
Jing Yirong felt the Yumo sword move in his hand, "Do you have any idea?"
The feather foam flew up from Jing Yirong's hand and hovered over the Qilin. The light emitted soon surrounded the Qilin. The Qilin gradually became smaller and finally turned into a red light and flew into the sword body. Jing Yirong jumped up to catch it.
Yumo Sword, there is a fiery red Qilin logo on the sword shell, which makes the silver Yumo Sword more exquisite like a painted dragon dotting the sky.
Jing Yirong smiled softly and stroked Yumojian, "Xue Yu, Xuemo, I will definitely protect Yumojian and guard your love."
Yumojian flashed another burst of light, seeming to say thank you.
When Jing Yirong returned to Chen Mansion, Nalan Qingyi had prepared everything, "Which direction are we going to go this time?"
"Yumo Jian, which direction do you think Yan Yi is in?" Jing Yirong asked.
The Yumo Sword tilted towards the east, Jing Yirong raised his head and said, "Go east."
Jing Yirong followed Yu Mojian's advice and walked eastward, gradually leaving Jiangnan.
Jing Yirong noticed Yue Ya's eyes when she saw him, "Why, are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"
"Yes," Yueya replied decisively.
"What you regret is not that I didn't die, but that I stayed next to the enemy every day but couldn't take revenge." Jing Yirong mocked.
Yue Ya glared at Jing Yi Rong, "I stay by your side just to watch you die with my own eyes."
"Dreaming." Jing Yirong stopped looking at Yue Ya and didn't take her seriously at all.
Nalan Zhenqi lowered his eyes, with a hint of sadness between his brows. Why did the woman he liked hate his master? His eyes fell on the seemingly carefree face of Qiao Shuang'er. It was strange that he could not fall in love with Qiao Shuang'er.
Shuang'er cared more and more about her, and her smile seemed to be able to soothe the sadness in his heart.
The carriage finally stopped when it arrived at another city, which was bustling with activity.
Jing Yirong attracted the attention of several people as soon as he got off the carriage. The group of people was so dazzling that it would be difficult not to attract people's attention.
As soon as Jing Yirong stepped into the inn, she spotted the figure of King Junqi. She sat down in front of him with a sword in hand, "We went around in a circle and we met again. How do you see Yan Yi?"
King Junqi's eyes fell on the long sword next to Jing Yirong's hand, "Yumo Sword!"
"Know your stuff." Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "You lost the first competition."
"What I want is never the process, but the entire result," King Junqi said with cold eyes.
"In the end, you lost." Jing Yirong emphasized.
King Junqi sneered, "You don't know what the result I really want is."
"I'm not interested in knowing. I just want to know where Yan Yi is." Jing Yirong expected King Jun Qi to say. As expected, King Jun Qi raised his head and looked at the man hugging him on the second floor, "Over there."
Jing Yirong raised his head, and Yan Yi was sitting lazily leaning on the chair behind him. The woman on the left took the wine and fed it into Yan Yi's mouth, and the woman on the right put another grape into Yan Yi's mouth. It was so uncomfortable.
"So romantic." Qiao Shuang'er commented.
King Junqi glanced at Qiao Shuang'er and said, "When encountering such a scene, a woman shouldn't turn away and look away."
"What do you men dare to do? Why can't we women dare to look at it?" Qiao Shuang'er stared at King Junqi.
"There are differences between men and women," King Junqi said matter-of-factly.
"It's unreasonable," Qiao Shuang'er turned her head away, as if she was deliberately going against King Junqi, and looked directly at Yan Yi. She didn't know if Yan Yi upstairs heard the conversation between the two, and looked at it lightly.
With one glance at Qiao Shuang'er, she turned around and kissed the woman in her arms on the lips.
"Ah," Qiao Shuang'er said one thing and did another, she exclaimed and turned away, but Jing Yirong didn't blush or her heart beat.
King Junqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er with contempt, then looked at Jing Yirong, "You look very interesting."
"Aren't you still wearing clothes?" Jing Yirong looked calm.
The water that Nalan Qingyi had just taken into his mouth accidentally spurted out. Jing Yirong's boldness in matters between men and women had already dawned on him when he faced Bu Xitao in the palace, but he was still not used to it.
Yan Yi seemed to hear Jing Yirong's words and turned to look directly at Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong noticed Yan Yi's gaze, raised his eyes and met each other.
Yan Yi was still smiling, but the longer he looked at Jing Yirong, the weaker his smile became. Gradually, the smile completely disappeared from Yan Yi's face, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He let go of the woman in his arms and flew downstairs.
Standing in front of Jing Yirong, he lowered his head and stared into Jing Yirong's eyes.
Jing Yirong frowned slightly, but did not look away.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Yi suddenly asked with interest.
"What?" Jing Yirong couldn't understand from time to time.
Yan Yi simply sat down and said, "I'm asking you, what are you thinking about?"
"I want you to be my subordinate," Jing Yirong replied.
"This is the reason why you are looking for me. There are already too many people who want to conquer me. What I am asking is what you are thinking about now, such as what food do you want to order and what wine do you want to drink?" Yan Yi asked impatiently.
Jing Yirong looked at King Junqi, "Are you sure he is Yan Yi?"
"Of course I am Yan Yi," Yan Yi turned Jing Yirong towards him again, "Now tell me, what are you thinking about?"
"You don't know what she is thinking?" King Junqi looked in disbelief.
Yan Yi nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"
Jing Yirong looked at King Junqi, "What do you mean?"
"Yan Yi Jianghu ranks fourth not because of his martial arts, but because he can read minds. As long as he looks at you, he can know what you are thinking." King Junqi looked at Jing Yirong with deep eyes, "But
Now he asks you what are you thinking about?"
"Mind reading?" Qiao Shuang'er looked at Yan Yi, "Can you know what I'm thinking about right now?"
Yan Yi raised his eyes to look at Qiao Shuang'er, and the moment their eyes met, he said, "You are thinking that one day you will tear King Junqi's face apart."
"Ahem." Qiao Shuang'er turned her head unnaturally and pointed at King Junqi unwillingly, "Then what is he thinking?"
Yan Yi looked at King Junqi again, "He said you were naive."
Qiao Shuang'er glared at King Junqi, "Do you really think so?"
King Junqi ignored Qiao Shuang'er at all and looked at Yan Yi, "So you can know what all of us are thinking, but not Jing Yirong's?"
"Yes." Yan Yi looked at Jing Yirong again, "As long as a person in this world meets my eyes, I can know what they are thinking. Why are you blank? Is there something wrong with you?"
Jing Yirong was speechless, "You should be an alien in the eyes of the world."
"I am an alien in the eyes of the world, but you are an alien in my eyes." Yan Yi was too curious, "What are you thinking about now?"
"If you follow me, you can always guess what I am thinking, and I will tell you whether you are right or wrong." Jing Yirong said seductively.
King Junqi's eyes turned cold.
Yan Yi smiled, "You want me so easily?"
"Let's make a bet," Jing Yirong said, "I will give you one month. Within one month, I will cooperate with all your actions. No matter what method you use, I can follow you and actively cooperate with you to read my heart."
As I thought, if you succeed, I will promise to do anything for you; if you can't read it, you have to follow me in the future."
Yan Yi looked at Jing Yirong in silence, and it was really uncomfortable for him, who always liked freedom, to follow someone alone, but he didn't know Jing Yirong's thoughts and was unwilling to do so. Finally, he thought about how he could study Jing Yirong's freedom.
One month can be considered a temptation, "Okay, I promise you."
Jing Yirong looked at King Junqi, "This time, it seems that I am going to win again."
"The results haven't come out yet." King Junqi said in a cold tone.
"Guests, what do you want to eat?" The waiter came up to greet us.
"I'll order something," Yan Yi glanced at the menu. Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Yi's eyes. Yan Yi looked around, "Braised pork, fried eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, osmanthus cake, chrysanthemum wine," and finally
Looking at Jing Jirong eagerly, "What do you want to eat?"
"The food is enough, I don't want to order any more." Jing Yirong smiled lightly.
"That's all." Yan Yi finished ordering in a depressed tone, "Why can't I see through what you are thinking? I can even guess the thoughts of animals."
Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Was he comparing himself to animals?
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong. Yan Yi couldn't tell what she was thinking. It could only mean one thing. She didn't belong to this world at all. Her heart tightened for a moment. She had long known that she was not the Jing Yirong before, but she didn't.
I have thought about where she came from and whether she will disappear.
Nalan Qingyi smiled and shook his head. Yan Yi called Nalan Qingyi. Nalan Qingyi met Yan Yi's gaze. Yan Yi understood clearly and told Jing Yirong, "He thinks you don't belong to this world.
I’m afraid you’ll disappear.”
Jing Yirong was stunned and gently held Nalan Qingyi's hand, "I don't belong to this world, but I belong to you."
Nalan Qingyi held Jing Yirong's hand in her hand, "I'm very lucky." The corner of her eye fell on Yan Yi. It seemed that she couldn't look into his eyes again, otherwise her identity would be exposed sooner or later.
Jing Yirong agreed to stay with Yan Yi, and King Junqi did not give up. The three of them stayed in the same inn again.
As expected, Yan Yi took the time to study Jing Yirong. That night, he held a bowl of medicine and placed it in front of Jing Yirong, "Drink it."
"What is this?" Nalan Qingyi couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the medicine in Hei Knee Knee.
"Don't worry, it's not poison." Yan Yi looked at Jing Yirong intently, "This is a prescription I prepared carefully in the pharmacy, specifically to treat mentally retarded people."
Jing Yirong said helplessly, "I'm not a fool."
"I don't care if you drink." Yan Yi urged.
Jing Yirong has never seen a grown man act dishonest. Since he has agreed, there is no chance to go back on it, but he still couldn't help but shudder when he looked at the dark medicine.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Yi looked broken.