Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 3997

[Chapter 3989 Thirty thousand years ago: the beginning of a dream (4)]

“My God—”

she exclaimed, before she could think about it, the Linglong ring on her right hand shimmered.

Immortal energy surrounded the surroundings for an instant. Although it provided resistance for the extremely fast fall, the speed of the fall was still very fast.

According to this speed, her whole body would fall apart at least, and at worst, she would die.

Could it be that she just came to this place and didn’t even find any memories, so she was already going back to the chaotic space!

Don’t…

In a hurry, she felt an inexplicable burning sensation between her brows. This feeling is very familiar.

It seems that this burning sensation is innate, and it complements the surrounding immortal energy.

“Qingchen——” Yifeng exclaimed after stabilizing the sword energy under his feet, and immediately rushed towards the direction where she fell.

As for the fairy art possessed by the original owner, she has only a half-knowledge. Although in a hurry, she can use one or two tricks based on her senses, but she can’t make a coherent move.

So even if Linglongjie protected her in times of crisis, it was not enough to keep her out of danger.

She continued to fall, until the moment when she was about to hit the ground, a fairy energy as light as cotton bounced her up and firmly protected her.

In the next second, she fell into an embrace without warning.

With the fragrance of green grass, warm embrace.

“Ah—” She closed her eyes and exclaimed habitually.

In an instant, the moment he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw a peerless face like a god.

Dressed in white clothes, her face seemed to be a peerless masterpiece carved from the best jade chosen by the heavens. She just stood there casually, but she carried a dignified demeanor. The cold eyes are like a cold pool in the middle of the night, one will sink deeply at a glance.

He looks nine points similar to the one she met in those years, but one point is different.

It was probably those eyes, those extremely cold and indifferent pupils.

No, maybe it shouldn’t be said that way.

He seemed to have such eyes before, but he had never looked at her with such eyes.

Whether he knew her or not, when he looked into her eyes, there was always a hint of amazement.

It seemed that at that moment, her appearance shocked his heart.

But…not this time.

Yifeng fell to the ground suddenly, knelt on the ground and said: “Little Taoist Yifeng has seen Jiusheng Shangshen.”

“Yes.” Du Jiusheng responded softly: “The sword control is so inexperienced, so don’t use it.”

“Yes.” Yifeng replied tremblingly.

Du Jiusheng nodded, only to realize that he was still holding her, so he put her down directly.

Luo Qingchen staggered back, feeling a little nervous at this moment.

It seems that there are many things that I want to say, but all the words are stuck in my throat, and I can’t say a word.

Yifeng looked at her and gave her a look, beckoning her to kneel down quickly.

As a little Taoist priest, or a little Taoist priest who is about to go to Sanqing Mountain to learn art from a teacher, how could he not kneel when he saw someone like Shangshen.

Only then did Luo Qingchen come to his senses, knelt down and said, “I’ve met the God.”

“Get up.” Du Jiusheng replied lightly, “Do you not have a sword or do you not know how to control the sword?”

“I have…” Luo Qingchen suddenly thought that he should have the Fengwu Sword, but he didn’t know where the Fengwu Sword was.

Either it shows up, or it doesn’t show up.

“No, you didn’t!” Yifeng blinked at her twice and said, “Have you forgotten? When Master showed you how to choose weapons, you didn’t even like a sword.”

“Oh?” Du Jiu Sheng looked at her thoughtfully and said, “Do you think there is no sword soul?”

“No.” Yifeng shook his head and said, “She doesn’t think it’s pretty enough.”

[End of This Chapter]