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Chapter 1956

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Gu Qingfeng did not have any good impression of Nameless Ancient One.

Not only did he not have a good impression of him, he had always been unhappy with Nameless Ancient One.

Speaking of which.

Nameless Ancient One had never caused any harm to Gu Qingfeng, not even once.

At the very most, the two of them had only met twice.

And.

The first time they met, Gu Qingfeng did not know that the other party was Nameless Ancient One.

The second time they met was when Pathless Mountain descended. Gu Qingfeng could not be bothered with Nameless Ancient One at that time.

But even so.

Gu Qingfeng was still disgusted with Nameless Ancient One.

This kind of disgust seemed to be innate and deep-rooted. He was extremely unhappy with Nameless Ancient One.

Gu Qingfeng always felt that Nameless Ancient One was like a ghost staring at him, following him, like a dog skin plaster that he could not shake off.

All kinds of inexplicable karma, all kinds of messy fate arrangements.

It had always made Gu Qingfeng very unhappy, and he also hated Nameless Ancient One from the bottom of his heart.

Who asked her to be the embodiment of karma, the messenger of fate.

If she did not take the blame, who would?

If Gu Qingfeng did not find her to settle the score, who could he find to settle the score?

"Hehe!"

Gu Qingfeng smiled and unbuttoned his collar. He stretched his neck and said with an evil smile, "I didn't go looking for her, but she came knocking on my door. That's good. This time, I'll settle all the old and new debts for her."

At the side, hearing Gu Qingfeng's words, Huo De was shocked, he ran over to stop Gu Qingfeng, his face flushed red, and shouted: "Little Guy Gu, what are you trying to do? Don't mess around! That is Heavenly Mystery Lady! She is the embodiment of karma, the messenger of fate, and is an existence like a god in the universe. The three thousand Great Dao do not even dare to breathe when they see her! Kid, you must stay calm. Don't f * cking piss him off and throw you into the Ultimate. At that time, you'll really have nowhere to cry for help. You won't even have a place to cry … "

"I do want to send her into the Ultimate, but I'm afraid she won't do it!"

After saying that.

Gu Qingfeng directly entered the Red Cloud Sect.

"You brat!"

Huo De's heart was burning with anxiety as he hurriedly followed.

At this moment.

In the Red Cloud Sect's courtyard.

The five women were chatting and laughing in the pavilion.

One of the girls was wearing a light red dress with a white chiffon on the outside. Her long hair cascaded down her back naturally, giving off a very lively feeling. She was obedient and cute. It was Little Jin Er.

Little Jin Er was talking and laughing, looking very happy.

Beside the pavilion stood two women.

It was a woman dressed in splendid clothes. She looked graceful and luxurious. Her face was solemn, and she was cold and elegant.

She was the Senior Sister of the Saintess, Su'Er. She was also the Saintess of the Immortal Dao, Nalan Qianqiu.

Standing beside Nalan Qianqiu was a woman dressed in a dark red robe. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her face looked ordinary and could not be considered beautiful. However, her eyes were as black as ink and as deep as the abyss.

She was the Lord of the Ancient World of Sengoku, Mo Ruyi.

Whether it was Nalan Qianqiu or Mo Ruyi, the two of them stood aside obediently. Although their expressions were not very serious, it could be seen that the two of them were in awe. They were very quiet as they looked at the three people sitting in the pavilion chatting and laughing. None of them dared to interrupt.

In the pavilion.

A woman sat upright. She was dressed in a splendid black robe. Her long hair was tied up high. Her appearance was beautiful and dignified.

Her beauty was stunning, enchanting, and moving. She was beautiful in a myriad of ways, and also beautiful in a peerless style.

Her temperament was unparalleled. She was like the sun, sacred and bright, but also like the moon in the night sky, dark and quiet.

Her existence was mysterious and ethereal. She was like an immortal in the Nine Heavens or a demon in the Nine Underworlds. She was illusory and real, real and fake. No one could see through her, and she gave people a very unreal feeling.

She sat on the chair. Although her frown and smile seemed casual, she was like an Empress descending from the heavens. She was incomparably noble and made people revere her.

This woman was Nalan Qianqiu and Su'Er's Senior Sister. Her Daoist name was Cang Yan.

She was the owner of one of the thirty-six Grotto-Heavens, the Langya Grotto-Heaven. She was also a legendary woman whose name shook the entire Grand Wilderness. According to rumors, during the great war between the Immortals and Devils during the Primordial Era, she held a precious treasure of the Grand Dao, the All-Heavens Zither. She played the song 'Shake the Eight Barrens', shook the Nine Heavens, shook the Nine Underworlds, shook the Universe, shook the Heaven and Earth, shook the Heaven and Earth, shook the Void, and shook the Immortals and Devils to stop fighting.

She was definitely a well-deserved legendary woman in the Great Wilderness.

Opposite Cang Yan.

There were also two young girls sitting there.

One was little Jin Er. The other girl looked to be about the same age as little Jin Er. She was only fourteen or fifteen years old. She was wearing a simple and simple white dress.

However.

This white-clothed girl was not as innocent as little Jin Er. She was also not cute and lovable. She only had an ordinariness that should not be possessed at her age.

She was really ordinary.

She was so ordinary that one could not find any shining points on her. She was as ordinary as the weeds on the grassland. She was as ordinary as a drop of water in the sea. She was even more ordinary as if she was a speck of dust in the world. She was insignificant. It was as if one could not remember her appearance after closing one's eyes.

Even if she was sitting there talking and laughing with little Jin Er, no one would notice her existence.

Her face was like this.

Her voice was like this.

Her eyes were like this.

Her person was even more so.

From head to toe, even each strand of her hair seemed extremely ordinary. It was as if she was indistinguishable from the pavilion, indistinguishable from little Jin Er, indistinguishable from the flowers and plants in the courtyard, indistinguishable from the rich spiritual energy of the Red Cloud Sect, indistinguishable from the yin and yang and the five elements of nature, indistinguishable from all things in the world.

The reason why Nalan Qianqiu and Mo Ruyi were so respectful and obediently stood to the side was not only because of Cang Yan's presence, but also because they knew that this seemingly ordinary white-clothed girl who was talking and laughing with little Jin Er was not someone else.

She was the legendary Heavenly Mystery Empress who knew the past and the future. She was in control of fate and karma. She was the embodiment of karma and the messenger of fate. She was the Heavenly Mystery Empress, an omniscient and omniscient woman who was worshipped as a god by all the worlds.

At this moment.

A man walked in.

Seeing this man, Nalan Qianqiu and Mo Ruyi's complexion slightly changed. Their eyes flashed with a strange light, but neither of them spoke.

When Cang Yan saw the man, she seemed indifferent and only had a faint smile on her face.

When Ancient One Wuming caught sight of the man, there was no change in his ordinary looking face.

"Big brother!"

When little Jin Er saw Gu Qingfeng, she ran over excitedly and shouted, "Why are you only back now? We've been waiting for you for a long time."

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