The deadwood woman pointed at Du Changheng who fell on the ground, and said in a sinister voice: "You want to help him?"
Qin Ruan¡¯s attitude was straightforward and he shook his head: ¡°I won¡¯t help.¡±
She was not prepared to interfere in the affairs between the other party and Du Changheng.
When the deadwood woman heard this, the dangerous light in her blood-red eyes disappeared.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Ruan's red lips parted lightly: "Ling Feng, it's not easy for you to practice. Are you sure you want to lose hundreds of years of cultivation to such a man?"
Her words were like needles pricking the dead wood woman, Ling Feng¡¯s heart.
There is a Fengzi ghost in Nanzhong. The old Fengmu turned into a human form and was also called Lingfeng.
Lingfeng is one of the most infatuated spirits in the world.
Rumor has it that Ling Maple is a maple tree that has been born between heaven and earth for many years. It will one day turn into a human form. She can't find the person who planted her. The tree cannot be moved. She has to stay under the tree every day, hoping that one day, He can return.
With such an infatuated figure, ancient scholars, talents and beauties wrote many touching ancient poems for her.
However, the deadwood woman in front of her is not the Ling Feng that people felt pity for in ancient times.
It is a spirit that has been incarnate for hundreds of years and has a much higher level of cultivation than ordinary evil spirits.
What is rare is that she has never harmed anyone, and her hands have not been stained with blood.
"It's Ling Feng!" Qiao Jiu exclaimed.
Both she and the master could see that the woman was actually a tree, but they didn't expect that she would be the most infatuated Ling Feng in the world.
Ling Feng¡¯s blood-red eyes trembled slightly, the red light in his eyes subsided, and gradually became black and white.
She stared at Xiaomei kneeling at her feet, sarcasm flashing in her eyes.
He then looked towards Du Changheng not far away, who was kicked by Qin Ruan and fell to the ground, pretending to be dead.
Lingfeng raised her hand and stroked her hair, which changed from dead wood to black and shiny waterfall as her eyes changed.
A clean smile broke out on her face, she stared at Qin Ruan and asked, "Are you interested in hearing me tell a story?"
¡°To make a long story short?¡±
In two hours, the Qishan Mountain covered by dense trees will be bright, and she doesn't want to waste time here.
Ling Feng: "There is a delicate feeling inside. It's a long story, but it's okay to keep it short."
Qin Ruan nodded lightly: "It's an honor."
Lingfeng treated her with ancient aristocratic etiquette: "Thank you, Miss, for your mercy."
Qin Ruan said no more and waited quietly.
Lingfeng spoke slowly.
Hundreds of years ago, when Lingfeng¡¯s spiritual wisdom first emerged, she knew that she was a maple tree and had existed for a hundred years.
It grows in dense jungles and relies on the essence of heaven and earth to survive.
The vast and dense forest was the only one that opened up her wisdom. Day after day, she began to feel lonely and even fantasized about the outside world.
Until one day, a scholar from Qingjun passed by.
When the other party saw her, he liked her very much and the red maple leaves on the tree. He even wrote a beautiful poem for her on the spot.
It¡¯s a pity that they only spent half a day together.
The scholar left, and Ling Feng missed him.
He was the first person she met.
He was also the only one who talked to her, wrote poems for her, and even reached out to touch its trunk and praise its stems and leaves.
In thinking about her day after day, Ling Feng transformed into a human being one day.
She can finally go to the scholar.
The scholar went to Beijing to take the scientific examination and won the second place. He was very proud of himself. It was rumored that he was favored by a saintly woman and would soon become a princess.
Lingfeng didn¡¯t understand these ordinary things in the world. She liked the scholar, so she went to find him and wanted to be with him.
Lingfeng had a fondness for the scholar, and the scholar was interested in her beauty.
The essence of the mountain has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth for hundreds of years. After transforming into a human being, both the graceful figure and facial features are perfect.
No man can refuse Ling Feng¡¯s simple and unreserved love.
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