Wu Yuanella narrowed her eyes to identify the man who seemed to have cervical spondylosis. She finally remembered that she had indeed seen him in the sewers of Ancient Yuan City. She remembered that he was tortured by a Chaos and forced to confess. Now he still has some traces on his face.

The tragic mark left at that time... So Utanala closed the door again with a bang, and at the same time did not forget to explain: "I am not a worker."

Yungaro, who was rejected, focused on another place. He frowned and said to the bodyguard beside him: "If I read correctly, there is a man sitting on the sofa inside?"

"Yes, Master, you read that right."

"..." Yunjialuo checked the address again and was sure it was here. He couldn't help but shake his chin. The other bodyguard immediately understood and knocked on the door again.

Yunjialuo frowned and thought for a while, then he couldn't help but said: "Have I seen this woman before?"

"Master, you probably haven't seen it before."

"Um……"

Behind the door.

Tang Xuan said impatiently: "Who is it that is so annoying?"

Utanella said: "Didn't you plug your ears? Huh, it's the man who was beaten into a dog in the sewer and came to find that woman."

What he said was unclear, but Tang Xuan understood it clearly. He was about to stand up and open the door for the second time, but his head turned slightly to one side, and then said: "Oh, Qinglang is out of seclusion, let him deal with it."

.”

The door here didn't open after knocking, but the door next door opened. Feng Qinglang, dressed freshly, walked out with a smile on her face, and there was a faint joy in her breath.

Yunjialuo's brows that had just relaxed could not help but frown again. One of the bodyguards immediately said, "Master, have you seen this person before?"

Yunjialuo said angrily: "I know, I'm just a little forgetful about small things, but I don't have amnesia."

His chin raised even higher: "Your Excellency Qinglang, we meet again."

Feng Qinglang was in a good mood now, so she smiled and said: "Hey, it's Mr. Yunjialuo, come to catch up with me? I live here, you knocked on the wrong door."

A ghost comes to you to reminisce about the last defeat. Now that Yunjialuo thinks about it, his heart still hurts. He can only say as calmly as possible: "I'm here to see Beatrice."

"Well, I'm afraid she won't be back until evening. How about you wait?"

Yunjialuo's bodyguard hurriedly whispered: "Master, we specially detoured to Mingguang this time, and we have already lost time. The ship going out to sea will not wait for anyone. You must know that this time..."

Yunjialuo raised his hand impatiently and interrupted the bodyguard, saying: "I know."

He took out a letter with great care and handed it to Feng Qinglang, saying: "Your Excellency Qinglang, please give it to Beatrice for me. I have something to do and I have to go to sea for a while. Please don't miss her."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile. It was not easy for Mr. Yunjialuo to maintain such a strong sense of self-confidence and superiority after such a setback. He slapped the letter in his hand and said: "You are so trusting.

Me? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll peek?”

A little doubt flashed in Yunjialuo's eyes, and he said seriously: "I didn't trust him before, but I don't know why, but after meeting this time, I trust him instead."

In response to such a nervous explanation, Feng Qinglang could only nod her head and said: "Yes, I will deliver the letter for you. I wish you a smooth journey to sea."

"Thank you, farewell."

When it was Feng Qinglang's turn to knock on the door, he shouted directly: "It's me, open the door."

Utanella's voice came from the door: "Did you send that idiot away?"

"Keep your voice down, I haven't gone too far and I'm looking back..."

When Wu Yuanella saw Feng Qinglang, her eyes couldn't help but light up. It had nothing to do with admiration. She simply felt that the Feng Qinglang in front of her was a little different from usual, but she couldn't tell specifically what the difference was. If we say that Feng Qinglang on ordinary days,

His body always seems to be covered with a layer of light clouds, so today he is like a ray of sunshine reflected behind those clouds.

Feng Qinglang chuckled and praised, "Xiao Nizi has some discernment."

Tang Xuan seemed to sense something. When he looked up at Feng Qinglang, he was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth slightly, and stood up involuntarily. Even the book on his knees fell to the ground, but he didn't care at all.

Feng Qinglang kept smiling, and Tang Xuan asked doubtfully: "My strength has slipped to the first level of the True Martial Realm. Could it be... could you..."

Feng Qinglang's smile suddenly widened a lot. He opened his arms. Tang Xuan immediately realized what was happening. He immediately turned over the sofa, opened his arms too, and couldn't help but hug Feng Qinglang tightly. It was as if they were reunited after a long separation, and even his eyes were filled with tears.

I couldn't help getting wet, and I whimpered a little: "Oh my god, you did it, you really recovered, you really fucking did it, I told you you could do it, look, right, you really can do it."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but hug Feng Qinglang and jump up and down on the spot.

This lovely hostage, Wu Yuanella, covered her mouth tightly with her hands. She felt that her vision was blurred. She just kept shouting in her heart, Qinglang, he recovered, he can go home, he can tell those people to shut up.

On the contrary, Feng Qinglang seemed the calmest. It was obvious that he had already experienced the most ecstatic stage alone before. He just smiled and said: "I am still far from true recovery, but my spiritual sea can finally communicate with the outside world again. Although it is

There is only a trace of breath, but that means that as long as I practice thoroughly and complete the meditation chapter, I should be completely recovered."

Tang Xuan took a few deep breaths and then said, "Then what's going on with your rank?"

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said: "I haven't communicated with the outside world for too long. A trace of the outside world made my level plummet. It's like a sealed room. The air communicates with the outside world again. The air has indeed become fresher, but it is also very...

It’s difficult to ensure that some of the original smells in the room remain.”

Tang Xuan patted the other party's shoulder and said with a hearty smile: "It's okay, it's okay. If you can recover, you will be second only to me in talent. I believe you will be able to return to your original state soon."

Feng Qinglang's eyes couldn't help flashing with passion. She clenched her fists and nodded vigorously. Many of the promises she had been forced to leave behind finally had the opportunity to be picked up again.

Tang Xuan smiled and said: "It's such a happy thing, I have to go and have a drink."

"good"

In a tavern in the Central District, under the bright and lazy sunset, Feng Qinglang, who was leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, was already a little drunk, but she couldn't resist Tang Xuan's fanatical enthusiasm, so she still drank one cup after another. It was a rare occasion

Yes, Utanala also followed suit, and her enthusiasm was not at all inferior to that of Tang Xuan.

After seeing the message on the note, Beatrice also came to the tavern not long ago. She didn't read more about Yunjialuo's letter. She just said softly to the news of Yunjialuo's departure to sea, but she was very concerned about Feng Qinglang's recovery.

Her joy at the promising news was not at all inferior to that of Tang Xuan, and she accompanied them to the bottom of the cup.
Chapter completed!