劍問蒼天 - 第70章 伏擊 - 翰墨軒

Zhang Qingyue suddenly felt his heart leap once more.

Bili walked out of the darkness, quietly, ever so quietly. The old leader and the others all wore expressions of respect, but Bili did not even glance at them; her eyes were fixed deeply on Zhang Qingyue, and then she shifted her gaze to Lu Xueling's face beside him, studying her closely.

Lu Xueling's gaze did not retreat in the slightest; she too gazed at that woman of surpassing beauty opposite her.

No one spoke on the field; the atmosphere, from the fierce battle of moments ago, suddenly turned cold and still, and there seemed even a faint, unspoken awkwardness.

Zhang Qingyue looked at Bili, then at Lu Xueling, and felt his mouth go somewhat dry. Unexpectedly, just then, footsteps sounded softly—it was Tian Lingsu coming to his side. She glanced rather curiously at Lu Xueling and Bili staring at each other, and said to Zhang Qingyue, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with them?"

Zhang Qingyue was startled, but in truth he did not quite understand himself; he only felt instinctively that it was awkward and strange. Suddenly questioned by Tian Lingsu at his side, he was for a moment tongue-tied and at a loss.

But at Tian Lingsu's question, Bili and Lu Xueling suddenly both turned to look at her at the same time; those two calm gazes swept across Tian Lingsu's face.

Tian Lingsu was startled and instinctively took a step back; but Lu Xueling was, after all, of her own sect, so she said to her, "Senior Sister Lu, what is it?"

Lu Xueling was silent for a moment, then turned her head away and said in a low voice, "Nothing."

At the same time, Bili ahead also shifted her gaze away.

Zhang Qingyue stood frozen in place, then suddenly came to himself and cursed inwardly at how absurd he was being: danger lurked on every side here, yet he stood there dazed. Truly despicable. He said in a low voice to Tian Lingsu and Lu Xueling beside him, "Let's go quickly! There are far too many demon cult people on this island."

A cold snort, tinged with a thin anger, came from Bili standing ahead.

Zhang Qingyue did not dare look at her; he turned and retreated. Lu Xueling looked once more at Bili ahead, then withdrew together with Tian Lingsu. When they had all returned, Song Dayi and the others helped up the injured He Dachuan and said, "Let's go, quickly."

With that they turned, preparing to head toward the sea. Behind them, the wild dog was itching to try something, but the old leader grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Miss Bili is here; do not act rashly. Do everything as the miss says."

Bili heard this, yet remained unmoved, only watching as the Canglan Sect people, while keeping guard against her side, gradually withdrew.

And her figure did not move in the slightest.

In the distance, from the direction of the sea where Zhang Qingyue and the others were retreating, a long cry suddenly rang out—and this time the sound was far beyond any of the cries earlier tonight, like the roar of a dragon rising straight to the ninth heaven, shaking the four wilds.

There was even a faint rumble of thunder, rolling toward them—but that sound seemed to come from the depths of the sea.

Bili stood where she was, then suddenly raised her head, and felt a coolness on her face: a drop of water had fallen upon it.

The wind had risen, and it had begun to rain. This chapter was posted by a NetEase book friend.

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