Could it be that she is Hong Shisan in disguise?
Bo Qing was suspicious and looked at Ye Lingyue’s chest, which was bulging as if it were stuffed with two stead buns.
"What are you staring at!" Ye Lingyue exploded.
Was this guy out of his mind? Didn’t he have any sense of propriety between n and won?
"Do you have a brother nad Hong Shisan?"
In the past few days, Bo Qing was paying close attention to Ye Lingyue, and the more he looked, the more he felt she resembled Hong Shisan.
"No."
Ye Lingyue flatly denied.
"Is it possible that you were separated when you were young and you don’t know about it?"
Bo Qing continued to persist.
"No!"
Ye Lingyue wished she could slap Bo Qing to death, this guy was definitely not normal.
Suddenly, Bo Qing leaned in closer, sniffing near Ye Lingyue’s neck, and his beautiful eyes darkened.
"No, you’re not Thirteen."
He looked like a little dog who had lost its beloved bone.
Thirteen had a light herbal scent on him that was very comforting, but this woman nad Hei Yue had a strong scent of costics. She was no different from other won, and disappointed, Bo Qing walked away.
Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, she had been clever enough to take precautions since the day she witnessed another side of Bo Qing and decided to stay away from this troubleso person.
A person’s appearance and voice can change, but it’s very difficult to change one’s natural scent.
For this, she even used makeup and perfu that she never used before, and indeed, she had fooled him.
But if she could deceive Bo Qing, what about Feng Xun?
"Ling Yue, I await your response."
Feng Xun’s words still echoed in her ears, and as for Emperor Beiqing’s coronation ceremony in a few months... Ye Lingyue sighed, her heart sowhat in turmoil.
In fact, even she herself knew that Feng Xun was the most suitable one for her. From Lan Cai’er to Little Zhiyo, including her own mother, and adoptive parents, everyone liked Feng Xun.
But why was she still hesitant? Maybe it was because of that dream, or perhaps because of Wu Zhong’s words.
"Ye Lingyue, you are my woman."
Taking a deep breath, Ye Lingyue entered Hong ng Heaven, collected so fruit, and then returned to camp.
After last night’s experience, she was slightly more accustod to being in the sa tent with Captain Di.
Long Baobao soon fell asleep.
"I’ll take the first watch of the night," said Ye Lingyue, seeing that the team leader had been carrying Long Baobao all day and not wanting him to keep watch all night again, she took the initiative to stand guard first.
"Don’t apply all those ssy things on yourself."
As he was lying down, Wu Zhong said in a low voice, his words carrying a commanding tone.
Ye Lingyue was taken aback; by ’ssy things’, she imdiately understood he was referring to the scent of costics on her.
What business was it of his whether she wore makeup or not? Yet subconsciously, she sniffed her own clothes; it did seem quite unpleasant – she decided to forgo it the next day.
The first half of the night was very quiet.
Ye Lingyue released her spiritual power to ensure there was nothing unusual around, then her Divine Sense stirred.
In her mind appeared the Chaos Heaven and Earth Array.
After erging from the Xingxiu Cave, Ye Lingyue had not entered the Chaos Heaven and Earth Array again, as her breakthrough of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation First Layer had not been long ago.
Besides being able to absorb and activate the Heavenly Gang Palace and the Earth Evil Prison, the Chaos Heaven and Earth Array has another significant function, which is the cultivation of Star Power.
Ye Lingyue’s Divine Sense was sitting cross-legged inside the Heaven and Earth Array.
The Heaven and Earth Array is detached from both the heavens above and the earth below.
As Ye Lingyue breathed in and out, absorbing the Star Power emanating within the Heaven and Earth Array, her surroundings turned into an ancient starry sky cosmos.
Countless dense stars, like fragnts of crystal.
Vast amounts of Star Power slowly surged into her body.
Soon, Ye Lingyue entered a state of complete self-forgetfulness.
In the second half of the night, Wu Zhong woke up from his slumber. Ever since he was six or seven years old, he scarcely slept.
Upon opening his eyes, he caught sight of Ye Lingyue, who was sitting upright nearby.
"To think that I was watching over her and she just started cultivating directly?" Wu Zhong was quite depressed.
He approached a few steps closer and realized sothing was off with Ye Lingyue.
"Is this her cultivating Star Power?"
A flash passed through Wu Zhong’s eyes, and he did not overlook the faint, firefly-like glow emanating from Ye Lingyue’s body.
This young girl’s talent was indeed extraordinarily strong.
Wu Zhong decided to simply stand aside with arms folded, gazing at Ye Lingyue’s gentle and delicate face.
Ye Lingyue’s cultivation session had lasted until she reached a state of oblivion, and not until daylight did she awake.
The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was the soft and squishy face of Long Baobao.
She was lying in a bed, to her astonishnt, having seemingly forgotten when she laid down. She rembered clearly that her Divine Sense was cultivating Star Power in the Chaos Heaven and Earth Array, then she felt drowsy and seed to have fallen asleep.
Could it be that the team leader had carried her to bed?
Ye Lingyue was greatly embarrassed.
At that mont, waves of noisy commotion ca from outside the tent.
Curious, Ye Lingyue stepped out of the tent and found it to be in disarray.
"We caught a few refugees; they actually stole our fresh water and food." The speakers were Xia Qing and Zhuge Yi, who had just apprehended a few thieves.
As it happened, unlike Long Baobao, who had a storage bag, most "Blood Drink" mbers were carrying a certain amount of fresh water and rations, transported by several horses.
As for "Emperor’s Slaughter," they disdained to carry rations and water since they had Ye Lingyue, a "skilled food seeker," among them.
On the first day, the number of rations and water carried by the Blood Drink rcenary Team was sowhat off.
They had assud that the forest critters or birds had taken them.
But last night, their rations and water diminished again.
Hence, they set a trap, and it wasn’t until just before dawn that they caught the thieves.
The refugees, each one gaunt and sallow, included a man in his early thirties and several teenagers.
"Sirs, please let us go. We were so desperate with hunger that we had to steal," the refugees pleaded with relentless kowtowing to Zhuge Yi and Xia Qing.
"Miss Xia, Mister Zhuge, I think these refugees are quite pitiful; let’s let them go," Song Jingyun ca out and said upon hearing this.
"These refugees are villagers from the Purple Bamboo Ridge area. They have lost their hos and are very pitiable. We still have so water and rations, enough for the journey. Why not share so with them?" As Song Jingyun spoke, she instructed soone to prepare rations.
Her kindness and magnanimity left the refugees imnsely grateful.
Dao Ge had no objections either.
After a while, Bo Qing, Yan Jiu, and others also erged from the tents. Upon learning about the situation of the refugees, every mber of "Blood Drink" was full of praise for Song Jingyun’s understanding and great virtue.
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