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Travel through modern times The fragrance of peony in the courtyard was still lingering on the tip of his nose. Qing Feng'an was led into the house by Jin Xianling. The warmth that his fingertips touched was the stability that he had become accustomed to over the years. He looked at the smiling face of the young man beside him and couldn't help but joke: "I'm just trying to coax you, but it seems like I've received some huge reward." Jin Xianling paused and looked back at him. The light in his eyes was…-
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Cold Blade Reflects Madness, Clear Strings Stir Killing Intent Tang Yuwei watched the bleeding wound on Jin Xianling’s arm, her heart filled with growing suspicion. During their spar just now, the reckless, frenzied energy Jin Xianling had displayed was certainly no accident. In particular, the flash of calculation in his eyes when he fell sent a chill down her spine. She wanted to speak up in her own defense, but she saw Jin Xianling gazing at Qing Feng’an with misty eyes. His fragile and helpless…
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Sweet bickering Qing Feng'an's cheeks were so hot from his kiss that she stretched out her hand to push his chest and said angrily: "It's getting more and more unruly, as bright as the sky." Jin Xianling refused to let go. Instead, she hugged his waist and pulled him into her arms. The tip of her nose rubbed his chin, and her tone was a bit rogue-like: "Who told her to look at you? Master, you should stay away from others." "This girl has good intentions, so it's better for you to scare them away with a…
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Pantothenic At noon, a girl came outside the bamboo house. Wearing a light green sarong, she was carrying a bamboo basket filled with freshly picked mushrooms. Her eyebrows were curved and she looked particularly refreshing.She stood at the gate of the courtyard and smiled at Qing Feng who was tending peonies: "Mr. Qing, my mother said that she was grateful for your help in mending the fence at my house last time, so she asked me to send some fungi to try." Hearing this, Qing Feng'an straightened up and…
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The fragrance of peony blends into one’s arms The glow of the candlelight gently enveloped the two people embracing each other. Qing Fengan leaned on Jin Xianling's shoulder, and her fingertips gently traced the veins on the young man's neck. The sweet fragrance of his breath mixed with the ink breath rippled in the small bamboo house. Jin Xianling lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against his red ear, causing the person in his arms to tremble slightly.He tightened his arms and hugged the…
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The fragrance of peony sticks to the bones Jin Xianling's heart beat fast and heavy, hitting Qing Fengan's heart time and time again. He tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms tighter. The tip of his nose rubbed the delicate skin on the side of Qing Feng'an's neck, and the heat in his breath almost burned her.The heat that he had just suppressed had not completely faded away, but because of Qing Feng'an's gentle hug, he started to move again. Qing Fengan was buried in the hollow of his…
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The fragrance of peony arouses the heart The night was getting darker, and the candlelight in the bamboo house flickered, making the shadows of the two people long. After Qing Fengan finished writing the last stroke, his wrist was slightly sore. He put down the pen, turned around and ran into Jin Xianling's arms.At some point, the young man had circled behind him, his arms wrapped around his waist, his chin resting on the crook of his neck, his breath tickling with warmth. "Master's handwriting is…
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The fragrance surrounds the chai door After the Xuanqingzong matter was settled, Qing Feng'an took Jin Xianling to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, built a small bamboo house, and retired. The yard in front of the bamboo house is full of peonies.In late spring and early summer, they bloom vigorously, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. When the wind blows, the sweet fragrance fills the courtyard. Qing Feng'an woke up early, just after dawn, so she put on a plain…
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Beyond the world The storm on the top of the mountain settled down, Elder Zhang and his group were imprisoned in the Xuanqing Sect dungeon, and Xuanqing ordered the objects to be returned to their original owners.But the matter between Qing Feng'an and Jin Xianling was like a wildfire, burning up the entire world. "Two men worshiping each other are nothing short of a laughing stock in the martial arts world!" "The Xuanqing Sect's century-old reputation was ruined by the sect leader's personal…
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Against the secular world The crisp sound of the swords clashing shook the mountain top, and the blood splashed on Qing Feng'an's red robe, like peony blooming in the snow. Jin Xianling held Xuan Qing Ling, his black robes fluttering like butterflies, he protected Qing Feng by his side, the wind of his palms was sharp, and his moves were cruel.The disciples of the Xuanqing Sect shared the same hatred. Their swords pointed at Elder Zhang and other treacherous disciples, and their shouts of killing made…
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