Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 337: Raising Gods 17

He said that his old illness had relapsed and he could hardly make it to the city, so he and Xingshi would wait for her here. When they untied the cloth strips tied around their wrists, Qiu Yueming's fingertips trembled badly.

He seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't even straighten his back, and his breaths were broken in his throat. Qing Wan was startled and wanted to go over to support him, but he staggered away.

"...go."

Qiu Yueming's voice was hoarse. He lowered his eyes and told Qing Wan a place. Then he turned around, sat on the lion dance, and walked into the depths of the cold forest without looking back.

Looking at this scene, Qing Wan clenched her fingers helplessly. She wanted to open her mouth to ask something, but she was afraid that the more time she delayed, the more pain he would suffer.

So she turned around, stepped onto Fen Ji, and quickly headed towards Yecheng.

As the junction of the three realms, Yecheng is incredibly prosperous. People, monsters, and even ghosts wearing black robes with a ball of ice-blue flame burning under their hoods come and go at the city gate.

Strange clothes, fox ears and cat tails, all kinds of strange existences, abruptly yet harmoniously converge together.

Qing Wan had no time to look at this strange scene. She landed from Fen Ji and when she looked up to leave, she suddenly realized that the eyes of everyone around her were on her.

At the same time, the overwhelming pink mist was getting closer and closer to her, and the originally noisy city gate was suddenly so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

A sense of imminent danger pierced Qing Wan's heart like a needle. She held her breath slightly and held Fen Ji tightly with caution, but suddenly heard a familiar voice in the next second.

"What are you looking at?! If you keep looking at me, I will dig out your eyes!!"

Lan Jingning yelled at the people around him while striding towards Qing Wan.

He was like a vicious dog guarding its food, standing in front of Qing Wan and ferociously intimidating everyone who looked over.

Some people may not know the third prince of the demon clan, but Yue You, who follows Lan Jingning, has the pressure of a top powerhouse that intimidates everyone all the time.

Everyone who had retracted their gaze had a gloomy look on their faces. Looking at Lan Jingning who was chattering in front of Qing Wan, the surging jealousy corroded everyone's hearts and lungs like sulfuric acid.

Qing Wan felt the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense. She frowned slightly and ignored Lan Jingning's boasting in front of her. She walked past her and went straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

Her master told her to go to the City Lord's Mansion in the northernmost part of Yecheng, find Li Jingchuan, and reveal her identity so that she could get the medicine.

This shouldn't be difficult, it's just getting the medicine.

Ke Qingwan looked back at Lan Jingning who was holding her and got angry for the first time.

"roll."

Lan Jingning was stunned for a moment after being scolded, and then the furry fox ears on his head stuck to his head in grievance, and his beautiful long eyes were covered with a little watery color.

"Don't be mean to me, I just want to ask where you are going. I can take you there."

Qing Wan was thinking about Qiu Yueming and didn't want to get entangled with him. She shook off his hand impatiently and said coldly, "No need."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight forward, without noticing that Lan Jingning's eyes suddenly darkened at that moment.

"Yue You, take her back."

Yue You, who had taken his gaze away from Qing Wan's back, expressed some disapproval after hearing this.

"She is a Daoist Master after all..."

"I told you to take her back! Can't you hear me?!"

Lan Jingning turned his head abruptly and growled fiercely, full of impatience and anxiety.

Everyone around was looking at Qing Wan vaguely, and many of them were even eager to come forward and talk to her. The things hidden in those dirty eyes made Lan Jingning feel extremely disgusted.

Qing Wan was not completely unaware of this. The further she walked, the more people looked at her.

The pink mist that overflowed from their hearts floated around, and the moment they touched each other, the previous peace was swept away, and they strangled each other violently, as if they would not stop until one of them died.

I don't know when it started, but everyone on the long street stopped walking, and the noisy voices and hawking sounds subsided unconsciously.

Qingwan's way forward was completely blocked.

Her breathing became slightly tense, and she couldn't even see the faces of these people because a large amount of pink mist was spreading. In her eyes, the faces of these people were completely covered by the mist spreading from their own hearts.

"Where are you from, girl?" a young man who looked like a scholar asked.

Before Qing Wan could answer, a little girl on her left asked with envy: "Miss, you have such good skin. Do you use any ointment? I wish I could have such good skin as yours."

These two sentences were like drops of water splashing in a frying pan, instantly causing a heated reaction.

Everyone wanted to talk to her, and some even started pushing and shoving each other to get her attention.

Qing Wan frowned and took a step back. Sensing the danger, she wanted to use her spiritual power to leave when someone suddenly grabbed the corner of her clothes.

When she turned around, she saw a flash of sword light falling, and the hand that was holding the corner of her clothes was cut off straight from the wrist. A few drops of blood splashed on her jaw, which was warm, pungent, and so sticky that it made her bones cold.

why?

She looked up in a daze and saw that the cultivator who had taken action had a fanatical look on his face, his pupils wide open, and was looking at her with extreme excitement.

"It looks so charming, it must be the cauldron of some immortal. It has been nurtured so well, I don't know how many times it has been used..."

He moved closer as he spoke, but before he could finish his words, his chest was suddenly pierced from behind, his heart was crushed, and the smell of blood drifted in front of Qing Wan.

She watched the monk fall down, and Lan Jingning appeared behind him.

The handsome fox-eared boy was half covered in blood, his eyes were dark, and he looked at her with a bright smile. He said half coquettishly and half complainingly: "I said I sent you away."

Qing Wan looked at him and the increasingly irrational crowd around him, and her heart felt cold.

This is not normal.

Except for her, no one thought this was abnormal.

Qing Wan tightly grasped Fen Ji in his hand, held his breath and took a step back. This action seemed to greatly stimulate the people around him.

They shouted at the top of their lungs, scrambled for her, and tried fanatically and jealously to snatch her away.

But the next second, they would start fighting because they were jealous of others coveting their loved ones. This strange situation spread quickly like a plague.

Qing Wan was bewildered and at a loss; she had no idea what was going on.

But it was clear that these people became like this because of her.

Must leave quickly.

Her eyes darkened and the green spiritual energy on her fingertips suddenly surged. In an instant, her whole body disintegrated into petals all over the sky and disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Lan Jingning, who was standing in a pool of blood, curled the corners of his lips in triumph.

He had already asked Yue You to wait.