r needles appeared silently in her hand.She feigned a yawn, covering her mouth with her hand, but in reality, the two silver needles flew silently and unseen towards Lan Xinyao's buttocks.A sliver of...Su Qingying was just about to lift her foot and continue searching, but suddenly she heard a familiar voice coming from not far away. She reflexively looked up, and when her eyes caught a glimpse of a warm blue color, she quickly ducked into the nearby window.

She didn't know that above the gate of the palace she had entered, dragons and phoenixes danced majestically on a plaque shimmering with three gilt characters—Lingxiao Palace!

Su Qingying slipped through the window and quietly pricked up her ears to listen to Su Ziyi's footsteps. Finally, when his footsteps faded away, she hadn't even had time to let out a breath before she keenly sensed a powerful force laced with intense killing intent sweeping towards her.

Her eyes sank suddenly, her hands outstretched as she fell backward. A wet white ribbon narrowly grazed her face, leaving a deep scratch on the wall behind her.

"Holy crap! That's brutal!" Looking at the deep scratch on the wall behind her, Su Qingying slightly retracted her neck.

Damn, if this hit her neck, she'd be seeing the King of Hell for sure!

As soon as she finished speaking, the white silk ribbon twisted like a snake and continued to wind around her neck. Su Qingying was startled, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed, and her body reacted quickly, jumping up and retreating again and again.

But this white silk ribbon seemed to have eyes, every move wanting her life! And with this body's stamina being so poor, Su Qingying found herself struggling to cope.

"Damn it! You think I'm a sick cat just because I don't roar You act so arrogant!" Finally, Su Qingying was pushed to her limit by the person behind the scenes. She grabbed Bai Yan with one hand, using her strength to counter theirs. As Bai Yan was suddenly pulled back into the room, her body moved like a dragon, leaning close to the target.

Damn it, she wants to see which bastard is scheming against her!

The body was quickly rolled into the room, a large bathtub came into view.

Inside, the hot water steamed, mist swirling, and the crisp sound of water droplets breaking through the air, falling into the pool, creating ripples.

A gentle breeze wafted into the room, causing the white sheer curtains to billow.

Meanwhile, by the poolside, a breathtakingly handsome man with jet-black hair dripping wet sat quietly in the middle, lightly holding a white silk ribbon in his hand. It was evident that he was the one who had orchestrated the attack on Su Qingying from behind.

This man was extraordinarily alluring. His three-dimensional features were exquisitely carved, handsome beyond compare. His skin was as white as jade, and it seemed to shimmer with a divine light. He was so beautiful that one dared not look directly at him. His deep amber eyes involuntarily exerted a powerful pressure on people.

The man saw Su Qingying being rolled in by the white silk, his amber eyes coldly glaring at her, carrying a chilling coldness and a terrifying murderous intent.

Su Qingying's bright eyes sank rapidly. The aura of dominance emanating from this man, as if he was above all else, was definitely not something an ordinary person could possess. This person was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Having composed herself, Baiyan hurried past the screen with her lithe figure. Her eyes, black as lacquer, flashed a fleeting trace of darkness.

With a long arm, Su Qingying snatched the purple garment from her hand and suddenly threw it at him. The clothes rained down, blocking Xuanyuan Lichen's sight.

"Hmph, mere tricks of a common insect!" Xuan Yuan Luo Chen let out a cold snort, grabbed Bai Ying's hand, and with a tremor of his internal energy, the countless pieces of fabric instantly shattered into strips.

At this, Su Qingying's agile and bright eyes flashed with a hint of a calculating smile.

"Splash!" Su Qingying fell into the pool, landing right in front of Xuan Yuan Locheng.

"Who are you To dare trespass into my Lingxiao Palace!" With that, Xuan Yuan Luo Chen's icy voice fell, his hand dangerously reaching towards Su Qing Ying's neck.ightly turned her head to glance at him. High above, she couldn't see the obscure and unreadable expression on his face."Flying chicken Is it a very big chicken How could a chicken carry hundreds of...