That cold look in her eyes, and the way she had blocked his sword, told Li Tianming so much. It was like a bucket of icy water had suddenly been dumped over his head, instantly washing away all his rage and panic.
At that moment, Li Tianming could only tell himself that she was not his Ling'er.
His sword could not possibly fall upon her. Thus, he reined in at the edge of the cliff, frantically withdrawing his power. Yet the strength of two billion sentient beings was like wild horses that had slipped their reins. Li Tianming could only change targets and slash into empty space, tearing apart another hundred thousand meters of violet starcloud.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Within the violet starcloud, her hair and skirts fluttered. Three pairs of crystal-blue diamond wings emerged, the Flashspirit Wings merging into them... She looked beautiful like this. Only then did Li Tianming remember that if she had not wanted to be taken by Ji Xiaochen, the Flashspirit Wings alone would have been enough. If she had not gone willingly, how could Ji Xiaochen have taken her away?
Amid the rolling smoke and clouds, their gazes met one last time. Neither said a word.
Li Tianming's eyes held confusion, struggle, tenderness, and reluctance. Her eyes were like an ice-blue ocean, and only in their deepest depths was a barely discernible warm current hidden. Within that current lay all her affection and longing.
In the end, the identity of the Eternal World City Lord, with its endless years, suppressed the identity of Li Tianming's Ling'er. It was a comparison between countless years and just over twenty. So she pressed her red lips together, said nothing, and turned away decisively.
Buzz!
Above them, a spherical black star descended. It was a star built from