Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 53 Tianxiang Tower ([-])

The corners of Long Qingyue's lips were slightly pursed, like clouds in the nine heavens, ethereal but far-reaching, "Only those who have experienced bloody rebirth are the real strong, otherwise they are not worthy of me!"

Long Qingyu stared blankly at the girl's delicate side face, shrouded in sunlight, like a snow lotus on the top of a snow mountain, holy and free from dust.

During this period of getting along, Long Qingyu almost didn't recognize his younger sister. If it wasn't for that extremely familiar face, he would almost have thought that his younger sister had changed.

The cruelty and ruthlessness towards oneself and others during training, those passionate words, those special and unheard of training methods, those rare pills...

Could it be that something happened to his sister that he didn't know about, which caused her temperament to change drastically, becoming so cold and strange?
However, no matter how she changes, she will always be his most beloved and only sister!
"Let's go, brother. I believe that after fifteen days, they will definitely surprise me." Long Qingyue turned around with a smile and walked towards Zhenhuang City.

The siblings returned to the city after traveling for half an hour.

Suddenly seeing many people around the notice board in front of him, he couldn't help but move forward curiously, and saw a notice posted on the notice board.The content is that the four-year spiritual power conference is about to begin, Qinglong Kingdom is recruiting all kinds of strange talents, as long as they are fifteen years old and not more than thirty years old, they can participate in the competition.Fifty outstanding ones were then selected to participate in the four-year spiritual power conference.

The spiritual power conference was held by Qinglong, Suzaku, Baihu, and Xuanwu four kingdoms.

It happens every four years, and each time it is held in a different country, this time it happens to be the turn of Qinglong Country.

Long Qingyu's eyes shone with a gloomy look, full of anticipation. After waiting for many years, this time he was finally able to participate.

Seeing the hopeful look in Long Qingyu's eyes, Long Qingyue smiled and said, "Brother, you can definitely do it."

Although she is 15 years old now, she is a false age. If the first year is next year, then the spiritual power conference will have passed long ago, and she will have to wait another four years.Fortunately, Long Qingyue has no interest in this kind of spiritual power conference, and she doesn't like to expose her own strength to others.

Perhaps because of her temperament in her previous life, she prefers to live in the dark so that she can better protect herself.

The Spirit Power Conference will be held two months later, so Long Qingyue and his siblings went home after going around for a while.

As soon as I got home, I heard the butler Uncle Li say: "Young master, the crown prince has sent you an invitation card, asking you to go to Tianxiang Pavilion at night."

Long Qingyu responded lightly, but couldn't help but frown slightly. Tianxiang Pavilion is simply a brothel, located beside the moat of Zhenhuang City.The reason why it is called Tianxiang is because all the women there are as beautiful as flowers, and they are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The women in the Tianxiang Building are all performers but not their bodies, so a large number of noble children Wang Sungonghou rushed to go.

As soon as the moonlight rose, the city of Zhenhuang was already brightly lit.

The Tianxiang Pavilion is even more lively. There is already a big banquet in the lobby, and there are many princes and nobles sitting on the seats, but most of them are playboys, idle around all day long, neither working hard on writing or spiritual cultivation , only know about eating, drinking and having fun.

On the main seat, Nangong Ling's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he took a light drink from the wine glass, but his eyes were looking at the dishes on the table without focus, as if he was thinking about something, quite engrossed.

A young man with a somewhat feminine appearance approached him and asked, "Prince, what's the matter? Are you thinking about Long Qingyu?"

(End of this chapter)