"Then I'll wish you success in advance." Ye Qiu smiled as he strode forward through the air, raising both hands to cradle Qian Renxue's stunningly beautiful face.
Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled slightly. She resisted the urge to dodge born from her pride and shyness, allowing Ye Qiu to hold her face in full view of everyone. Feeling the warmth of his palms, a blush quickly spread across her face. The longing she had suppressed for over half a year erupted, tenderness flickering in her eyes. She involuntarily leaned toward Ye Qiu and made the first move, kissing his lips.
Qian Jun Demon Subduing, Pufferfish, Snake Lance, and the others all wore complicated expressions.
Ning Fengzhi and the others, meanwhile, marveled at Ye Qiu's abilities. Of course, they knew what the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul represented. It was the Martial Soul possessed only by the direct lineage of the Qian Clan, the masters of Spirit Hall. Moreover, for so many years, the Qian Clan seemed to have passed down through a single line.
From this perspective,
the men of the Qian Clan were rather restrained. Ning Fengzhi had the most say on this matter. After all, he had quite a few wives and quite a few sons, yet only one daughter—Rongrong.
Ye Qiu was slightly stunned. The two only tasted the kiss briefly before slowly separating.
Qian Renxue looked at Ye Qiu and lightly pushed against his shoulder. The six wings behind her fluttered as she slowly drifted backward. Her face flushed red, she said sternly, "Ye Qiu, don't forget our agreement. Don't let me surpass you. Otherwise, you'll be finished!"
"Don't worry, Xue'er. I've always remembered. Sorry." Ye Qiu nodded and apologized again. This apology was for bringing Snow Woman and the others with him.
"Let's go!"
At Qian