"Mm, many thanks, Fellow Daoist Nangong. I am Qing Ling of Spirit-Rhyme Island."
The alluring Qing Ling bowed once more and introduced herself. Her beautiful eyes gleamed as she stared unblinkingly at Fang Yu, with no intention of looking away.
One could well imagine just how formidable Fang Yu's charm was.
"So you are Fairy Qing Ling. It is getting late. Let us hurry on our way," Fang Yu said with a nod.
"Mm! This little sister will listen to Brother Nangong in all things."
Upon hearing this, Fairy Qing Ling gave another demure bow and replied in a sweet, charming voice. Its beauty made one's heart tremble involuntarily, stirring the urge to pull her into one's arms.
However, Fang Yu was no ordinary person. He had seen countless beautiful women, so naturally, he was not moved.
Not to mention comparing this alluring Qing Ling with his elder sister Fang Qingxue, even Nangong Wan of the Moon-Covering Sect surpassed her by a fair margin. Fang Yu's expression remained unchanged as he turned and strode forward, having no intention of paying her any further attention.
He had saved her mainly because he had been in an excellent mood. Now that his emotions had settled, he naturally would not concern himself further with her affairs.
Seeing this, the smile on Fairy Qing Ling's lovely face stiffened. She instinctively touched her jade-like cheek, and a trace of unwillingness and disappointment rose in her beautiful eyes.
Yet when she saw Fang Yu's figure about to vanish from sight in the blink of an eye, she immediately swayed after him. Forgetting all about a fairy's poise, she hurried after him, as though her life would be in danger if she were even a single step too slow.
What she did not know was that this