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Feng Yunge suggested an idea to her about Qianjue Mountain, and she felt it was the perfect opportunity to clearly understand her own heart during this journey.
However, as they got closer to Qianjue Mountain, she realized that her eager anticipation for Feng Yunge was unique, like a little bird longing to be free. Her feelings for Ling Qian were merely admiration; he stood high above like an immortal, untouched by the mundane world, and could not share playful moments with her. What she desired was a companion, while he remained an idol in her heart.
"Go chase after it," she said defiantly, raising her head stubbornly.
"Then just pretend to be foolish," he retorted loudly, though inside he felt quite awkward. Ling Yuanyuan looked at his face, which had already betrayed him, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Bang bang."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
The next day, at Qianjue Mountain.
The three of them struggled to make their way up to the peak of Qianjue Mountain. Ling Yuanyuan found it somewhat strange that the mountain was completely barren, with not a blade of grass in sight. Occasionally, there were puddles of murky water. In such a place, could there really be any rare flowers?
Ling Yuanyuan stopped in her tracks, frowning as she looked around.
Had she and Feng Yunge taken this joke too far?
She shot a worried glance at Feng Yunge, who remained unfazed and continued walking resolutely forward.
"Master Ling, the rare flowers are in the cave just ahead," Feng Yunge said confidently, pointing toward the cave as if it were indeed true.
Ahead, there was indeed a massive cave. Ling Yuanyuan was astonished at how Feng Yunge knew about this cave. Could it be that he had been to Qianjue Mountain before? Her master, dressed in formal attire, appeared solemn, as if something extraordinary truly existed.
The cave was dark and damp, with water droplets faintly visible sliding down the walls. The ground was covered in moss, indicating that few had ventured here.
Ling Yuanyuan cautiously stepped into the cave, her footsteps light.
They walked about ten meters into the cave when suddenly a large rock fell from the entrance with a thunderous crash, sealing their way in. A chilling laughter echoed from within the cave, sending shivers down their spines.
“Ling Qian, you heartless scoundrel.” The voice was piercing, reverberating within the cave and lingering ominously.
A shadow darted past them, and Feng Yunge suddenly vanished. Ling Yuanyuan's eyes widened in terror as she searched frantically. “Feng Yunge, where did you go? Are you alright?”
“Ha ha ha.” The maniacal laughter erupted again. “Little girl, you've been deceived by Feng Yunge. You still don’t know? He is my disciple; I made him trick you into coming here. You’re still in the dark, aren’t you? There isn’t a good man in this world, ha ha! Remember my words, little girl.”
The eerie laughter echoed for what felt like an eternity. Ling Yuanyuan stood frozen in place. Feng Yunge had deceived them into coming here?
Recalling all the moments she shared with Feng Yunge, could it be that his approach had ulterior motives? Was his claim of wanting to learn medicine merely an excuse? Even worse, had he used her to lure them to Qianjue Mountain? Were all his affections towards her just lies?
Ling Yuanyuan's pupils trembled, her eyes filled with shock and doubt as her body quivered slightly.
“Liniang?” Ling Qian's brow furrowed tightly as he clenched his fists, his body trembling uncontrollably. “Liniang, is that you?”
Ling Qian seemed to recognize the owner of that voice, his gaze filled with excitement and complex emotions.
"Feng Yunge, where have you been? Are you alright?" Ling Yuanyuan shouted anxiously.
"Hmph, do you wish for my death? Of course I'm alive." A chilling voice echoed again, "As long as I live, I will make sure to witness your downfall."
As she spoke, a massive net descended from the top of the cave, enveloping Ling Qian and Ling Yuanyuan. Ling Yuanyuan struggled, trying to break free from the net. "Master, what is happening?"
"Liniang, it's so good to see you alive."
Ling Qian murmured to himself, a tear sliding down his cheek. He made no attempt to escape; he stood there, resigned, his eyes filled with guilt and longing.
Liniang let out a loud, cold laugh and said, "I will set fire to this ungrateful man."
Suddenly, a flame erupted from an unknown source, rushing towards Ling Qian like a giant fireball, ready to engulf them in an instant. The flames blazed fiercely, and the heat washed over them.
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