Fast Time Traveling Fairy in Power

Chapter 146 The Immortal in the Painting, All Lovesickness is You ([-])
Lingniang was jealous of Xiang Shaoyao in her heart, so she pointed all her finger at Xiang Shaoyao.

Originally she was a little concerned about it, but when she learned that Xiang Shaoyao was also a demon like her, she had an idea in mind.

Xiang Shaoyao hurt her, so she wanted Xiang Shaoyao to taste it too.

If she can't solve Xiang Shaoyao, she won't be able to get close to Xiao Qingjing. To her, Xiao Qingjing is very important, and she must get it.

The lord of Ling'an City had already taken out the bronze mirror, and now she has much more freedom in and out of Xiao's mansion.

But just after midnight, she used black magic to enter Xiao's mansion.

The richest man Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are already asleep, and her target is not these two people.

She went straight to Xiao Qingjing's yard, but it was strange that at this hour, the lights in Xiao Qingjing's room were still on.

Through the window screen, she saw Xiao Qingjing standing in front of the table, looking at an ancient painting on the table.

His eyes were full of worry and affection.

"Shao'er, are you alright?"

When will you come back?

He could only murmur these words by himself, but he didn't know if Xiang Shaoyao could hear them.

Xiangpaoyao has disappeared for two days now. During these two days, he could not enter the painting, and the sound of Xiangpaoyao's voice could not be heard in his ears.

I just feel that my whole life is starting to become chaotic.

He gently stroked the boat in the painting. There used to be a beauty there, but now the beauty has disappeared.

Lingniang took Xiao Qingjing's strange behavior into her eyes, and poked her eyes in to look at the painting.

It's just a landscape painting, but the strange thing is that there seems to be some spiritual fluctuations in this painting.

She tried to touch it with magic, but her hand was burned by a ray of light.

Just outside the door, her hand was already pitch-black, and it hurt to the bone. If she touched it with her own hand, wouldn't it hurt even worse.

She looked at the wound in her hand, which was exactly the same as the aura of the fragrant peony, and she gradually had an idea in her heart.

Isn't this fragrant peony a painting demon?

If so... It would be much easier to kill her.

Now that she is still in seclusion, she cannot tell what is going on in the outside world. If she takes action at this moment, she will save a lot of energy.

Ling Niang's eyes flashed as she thought about it, and the smile on her lips became much more real.

Xiang Shaoyao is not here, but Xiao Qingjing is alone...

Xiao Qingjing was looking at the ancient painting with mournful eyes, when he heard the door knock, he thought it was blown by the wind, so he wanted to walk over and close the door.

But who would have thought that as soon as he walked to the door, the figure outside the door would appear.

I saw Lingniang wearing extraordinarily thin clothes, posing in front of Xiao Qingjing's door, and even winking at Xiao Qingjing.

It's just a pity that this winking eye was thrown to the blind man, Xiao Qingjing didn't even bother to look at her.

As soon as he saw her face that was somewhat similar to Xiang Shaoyao, he felt that he missed Xiang Shaoyao more and more.

"How did you come in? If you don't leave, I can only find someone to invite you out..."

The disgust in Xiao Qingjing's eyes made Lingniang's unwillingness flash past.

She has always been the one who dislikes others, and she is always supported by others wherever she goes. When did someone treat her like this without pretense.

"If Young Master Xiao calls someone, he can just let them see that you and I are alone in the same room in the middle of the night... so we might as well let them guess what we did..."

Ling Niang's indifferent attitude made Xiao Qingjing's face even colder.

Xiao Qingjing took out the copper coin from his neck, when the copper coin saw the soulmate, it shone brightly, but the light made the soulmate feel uncomfortable all over.

Not to mention what it feels like to be hit on the body.

Ling Niang had no way to get close to Xiao Qingjing, but she was not willing to just leave like this.

It was like rushing into the house, throwing the still burning candle directly on the painting.

Ancient paintings are repelled by evil spirits and demons with impure thoughts. They have no effect on ordinary objects. Instead, they are easy to use because of their age.

Immediately the flame lit up.

But it was too late for Xiao Qingjing to stop what happened in a split second.

Lingniang purposely set up a barrier to stop Xiao Qingjing, and stopped when the painting was almost burnt, and flew out in light smoke.

Xiao Qingjing only felt his eyes heat up, so he rushed over. He reached out to touch the painting that was about to burn out, but his hand was burned by the fire.

Even though he had blisters, he didn't seem to be able to feel the pain.

"Shao'er..."

He called softly, his tone was confused and painful, his eyes lost their luster, he fell down in a slump, and knocked over the table.

When you are in extreme grief, you can't cry at all.

He just felt that his eyes were dry and his heart was numb, as if he had lost something.

If you really want to say it, your chest is empty, and your heartbeat no longer beats for one person, as if it was burned to ashes along with the painting.

At the moment when he had lost his intuition in his heart, he felt the softness and warmth in his back.

The familiar aroma surrounded Xiao Qingjing.

Only then did his heart seem to resume beating, and the smile on his face was extremely faint.

It seems to be broken at any moment.

"You're back?"

His voice trembled a little, and he didn't even dare to look back at her, for fear that it was a dream that would disappear in an instant.

"Jing Lang, I can stay by your side from now on..."

As Xiang Shaoyao said, she turned around and fell directly into his arms.

With a sweet smile on his face, there was some flattering meaning in his eyes.

Even she herself didn't expect this so-called opportunity to destroy the painting...

Fortunately, she always thought that this painting was the only way. If there was no painting, she would lose contact with this world.

But it turns out to be so simple.

Looking at Xiao Qingjing's calm eyes, Xiang Shaoyao felt a great pain in her heart.

She knew that he must be scared to death.

She leaned forward and kissed him uninterruptedly, until her breath became unstable, and there was some warmth in his eyes.

Xiao Qingjing hugged her tightly, and only then did the panic and uneasiness show.

"Don't leave me again in the future, and don't leave me alone..."

He was afraid, almost to death.

At that moment, it seemed as if the sky had collapsed. He didn't know what to do, and he couldn't even see how to go on in the future.

She appeared in his world unexpectedly, like the light before dawn, the light in the darkness, and the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Jing Lang, I seem to like you even more..."

Xiang Shaoyao said as she buried her head in his arms and rubbed against his shoulder.

When you see a person, your eyebrows and eyes are happy, and your heart is like drinking honey, that is love.

Xiao Qingjing patted Xiang Shaoyao's back lightly, picked her up and put her on the soft couch.

"I'm afraid that you don't like me enough and run away again. Since you said so, please like me a little more every day and never stop. I want to keep your mood and I can't wait... …”

Perhaps his eyes were too affectionate, and when they looked at each other, they felt extremely affectionate.

The two of them didn't know who approached each other first, and their jerky movements made each other's hearts tremble.

The ashes of the ancient painting on the ground disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the wound on Xiao Qingjing's hand also recovered as before.

Everything is getting better.

The relationship between two people.It’s also the feeling of contact.

(End of this chapter)