Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1475
Chapter 1475: Chapter 1464: When Mu Fan meets Lin Qingluo, the word “Sister” slips out_1 Chapter 1475: Chapter 1464: When Mu Fan meets Lin Qingluo, the word “Sister” slips out_1 She desperately swam downwards but encountered a whirlpool, and the two of them were dragged into it, sinking to the seabed.
The two women looked desperate, with their internal spirit getting weaker and weaker, and their vision gradually getting blurry.
At the critical moment, an agile figure appeared like a divine warrior from the sky, grabbing the two women with one hand each, and breaking away from the whirlpool's constraint, swimming towards the surface.
Both women could barely breathe and were weak, so without much thought, he gave each of them a mouthful of his spiritual energy.
Half-conscious, the two women were shocked to find someone kissing them; they became angry and used their remaining strength to slap him once each.
Pei Qingyu's cheek burned with pain.
For a moment, he had the impulse to throw away these two ungrateful women.
Luckily, the swarm of bees failed to find their target, and they buzzed around over the water's surface for a while before flying away.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Pei Qingyu took advantage of his excellent swimming skills, which he developed since childhood, and dragged the two women ashore. Not wanting to stay any longer, he turned around and left with two red handprints on his cheeks.
“You, stop!”
Xu Qiao'er vomited a mouthful of seawater, her eyes hazy and filled with complex emotions as she stared at him.
Tch! You tell me to stop, and I just obey?
Don't I have any dignity left?
Pei Qingyu suppressed his frustration and ignored her, running away as fast as the wind.
“Sister Xu, Sister Li, it's so good that you both are fine.”
Mu Fan and two other male disciples from the Tranquil Sect happened to be searching nearby. Upon seeing the two women unharmed, they breathed a sigh of relief.
“Junior Brothers, please help us stop that man.”
Xu Qiao'er, with mixed emotions, pointed at Pei Qingyu's retreating figure and pleaded with the three fellow sect members.
“Alright.”
Although the three of them didn't know what had happened, they instinctively agreed and chased after Pei Qingyu without hesitation.
“What the hell are you chasing me for?!”
Seeing that someone was pursuing him, Pei Qingyu frantically and aimlessly entered a nearby stone cave.
The winding and deep cave led to the Secret Realm of the Sea Island.
Pei Qingyu ran down the narrow passage, and after a while, the view before him suddenly opened up.
The nine colossal sky-supporting stone pillars, deeply hidden underground, appeared in his sight with their powerful visual impact.
“What the hell is this place?”
Stopping in his tracks, he stared at the huge altar, momentarily bewildered.
Mu Fan and the three others arrived soon after, pausing in shock as they gasped for breath.
“There's someone on the altar.”
One of the Tranquil Sect disciples noticed the woman sitting cross-legged on the altar and was shocked. He almost mistook her for a ghost.
“Sister?!”
Mu Fan's eyes widened in surprise, and he called out “Sister” before two tears unexpectedly fell from his eyes.
Reacting before his brain could process the situation, he wiped away his tears and rushed towards the familiar figure in green that he had seen in his dreams for 17 years.
*
Lin Qingluo was deep in thought when she faintly heard someone calling her “Sister.”
She blinked her eyes in confusion, and during that brief moment of distraction, Mu Fan had already crossed the stone bridge and reached her side.
Lin Qingluo barely had time to react when his next words nearly made her spit out blood.
“Are you a human or a ghost?”
*
Miss Lin?!
What's going on?
How can Miss Lin be here?
Did I bring trouble?
What should I do now?
Why, of all people, did Mu Fan have to see Miss Lin here?
When Pei Qingyu heard Mu Fan call out “Sister,” his heart jumped in surprise. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the person sitting on the altar was indeed Lin Qingluo, regretting it so much that he wanted to vomit blood.
“Mu Fan, he…”
Two other Tranquil Sect disciples were just as puzzled. They exchanged glances, both seeing a great deal of shock in each other's eyes.
Chapter end
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