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CHAPTER 122 "Do you like me?"

It was unknown why Leng Feishuang's heart actually calmed down after hearing this familiar voice. It was as if nothing had happened and he was no longer afraid. Leng Feishuang could not understand why he could feel such a feeling despite how much she hated Di Wuxiang.

Zhui Yue immediately knelt down on one knee, not daring to speak. As for the others, when they saw Chasing Yue kneel, they immediately knelt down.

Leng Feishuang only felt a slight breeze blow past him, causing a white-robed Di Wuxiang to appear beside him.

Leng Fei looked at him from both sides of his head, only to see that the white jade mask on his face was emitting a faint glow under the sunlight.

"What, are you thinking about this sovereign?" Di Wuxiang's indifferent voice came into his ears.

Leng Feishuang was stunned, only to realize that he had been staring at the other party for a long time. Without saying anything, he turned his face away, listening to his own heartbeat, which was clearly faster than usual.

Ye Zichen reached out his hand to touch his chest and touched it, "What happened to her?"

"Holy Lord, that woman severely injured my disciple." Zhuiyue raised her head and said without giving up. She looked at the woman and the Holy Lord standing together. Despite their age and height, they didn't defy each other, as if the two of them should be standing together.

For a hundred years, she had accompanied him by his side so that she could one day stand by the side of the Holy Lord. If she failed to fulfill this small wish of hers, then how could this woman be worthy of her, much less someone of such low strength.

"Oh, so you're saying that you want to heavily injure this sovereign's disciple as well?" Di Wuxiang's voice was light, without any emotion in it.

Everyone present looked at Leng Feibai in shock. This was the disciple of the Saint Lord, could it be that she was from the Jia Fen Empire?

Just a while ago, royal father was still talking about wanting to marry him to the Jia P Kingdom, and his target was exactly Leng Feibiang.

However, what should he do now? He had offended her thoroughly, and he even incited Elder Hu to kill her.

The ruthlessness in Xuan's light eyes flashed. A genius like her could only become a disciple of a protector, and Leng Fei was still trash that couldn't cultivate two months ago. What right did she have to become the Holy Lord's disciple?

Leng Feishuang did not know that he had been hated by two people at the same time.

Sunchaser gritted his teeth in hatred and lowered his head, "Your subordinate would not dare."

"Since you don't dare, then quickly return with your men," Di Wuxiang coldly said. If he had come a little later, then it was really likely that he would have become a cripple.

Zhuiyue clenched her fists, picked up the jellyfish, and left.

Elder Hu secretly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead as he smiled and said, "This subordinate pays his respects to the Holy Lord."

But who knew that Di Wuxiang didn't even look at him? Instead, he turned around to look at Leng Feiyu, secretly inspecting her body.

"Shuangshuang, who is he?" Lin Yuan approached Di Wuxiang while looking at him warily.

"Are you blind or deaf? Didn't you hear others call him Holy Lord?" Leng Feishuang said in a bad mood.

Di Wuxiang cast a meaningful glance at Lin Yuan, "Fei Shuang, who is he?"

Leng Feishuang rolled his eyes. Just where were these two planning to cause a ruckus? Forget about Lin Yuan, why would he blindly follow them?

The main court of the south door suddenly walked over with a face full of smiles, "You, you are Leng Feidi?"

Leng Fei looked at him, confused. He knew her?

When the south gate official saw that Leng Feibi did not say anything, he smiled, "A few days ago, Imperial Father was talking to me about you. I did not expect to meet you so soon. It really is fate."

Leng Feishuang blinked. Was she so famous now? Even the Emperor of the Luan Country was talking about her.

"You don't want Mysterious Spirit Fruits?" Leng Fei said with a smile that was not a smile.

"Since we know who you are, then we're family. It's the same no matter who it is who has the Mysterious Spirit Fruit to talk about."

"A family?" "Your Highness must be joking. I don't know when you and Fei Shuang have become a family."

Nanmen Court replied with a gentle smile, "Not now, but soon. Father has already sent Brother Crown Prince to Jia P Kingdom to propose marriage."

Hearing this, Leng Feishuang's expression changed. It was not only Leng Feishuang, Di Wuxiang and Lin Yuan's expressions also changed. Willing marriage? Wishing someone's hand in marriage?

When the South Court saw the expressions of the three people change, especially Di Wuxiang, whose body's cold air was directly pressing on him, they bitterly shut their mouths.

"Since there's nothing else, then let's go," Di Wuxiang said indifferently.

Lin Mu Yuan's alarm bell rang, and he grabbed Leng Fei's arm, saying, "I'm not going anywhere."

Di Wuxiang coldly looked at Lin Yuan, "This sovereign would still advise you to return to your Qilin Palace as soon as possible."

Leng Feishuang looked at Lin Yuan, "Lin Mu Palace? "What Qilin Palace?"

Lin Mu Yuan somewhat guiltily lowered his head, "That Fei Shuang, I haven't told you about this yet."

Leng Feishuang flung Lin Yuan's hand away. "It's fortunate that I'm still protecting you along the way, so why don't you play the pig to eat the tiger. Although I don't know what Qilin Palace is, I presume that your status is not low at all."

No wonder she felt that there were people following them from afar, but when she looked carefully, she found nothing. It was all people with cultivations far above her that protected Lin Yuan.

Suddenly, Leng Feishuang felt like a clown, "Lin Yuan, I don't regret it these few days, but from now on, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. You should return to your Lin Clan palace."

"Di Wuxiang, let's go." After he finished speaking, Leng Feibiao took the lead to walk to the front.

Di Wuxiang glanced at Lin Yuan, his eyes brimming with pride, before following him out.

Lin Yuan was helpless. He could only watch as Leng Fei's pair walked further and further away. There was nothing he could do. Hmph, good Di Wuxiang, both sides will definitely be his.

"Why are you following me?" Leng Feishuang stopped and looked at Di Wuxiang, who was standing behind him.

"What do you think I am following you for?" Di Wuxiang asked with a faint smile.

"How would I know what you're doing following me?" Leng Fei spread out his hands.

Suddenly, Leng Feishuang thought of something, "Oh, don't tell me you still want me to go back to the Jia Lan Mountain with you. Don't even think about it."

"Why?" Di Wuxiang only said that word after a long time. Did she really hate him that much?

Leng Fei let out a cold laugh, "Why, just today, what kind of people are on your mountain? Going there, isn't that seeking death?"

Di Wuxiang, of course, didn't know who she was talking about. She pondered for a moment and then said, "I didn't handle this matter well."

Leng Feishuang was stunned, this was him admitting his wrongs to her, it can't be, he was a Saint Lord.

Leng Fei walked up to Di Wuxiang and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, honestly, do you like me?"

Di Wuxiang's eyes flickered. She liked him, would he like her? He didn't even know about this, but he was sure that he didn't hate her nor dislike her staying by his side.