oul would melt the instant it touched the Dead Sea, and some weaker souls would even be dragged into it.And he, it seems, was unaffected.Before she could finish thinking.Ye Fusheng quickly got up and...Chapter 1173: Meal Time

Chapter 1,173: Eating

Upon hearing this.

Nan Qian's body trembled violently. Her face, which had just returned to a semblance of calm, was once again contorted with fury.

"Home Where is home"

"The Changbai Holy Land raised me, but now the Changbai Holy Land has been slaughtered by you. Where else can I go"

"Where can I go"

Although the last four words weren't shouted out, they were still uttered with a voice strained to its limits, brimming with endless resentment.

"The Changbai Holy Land truly nurtured you, but it has never been your home."

Ye Fusheng slowly said, “You are my fiancée, and in the future will be my wife. Where I am is home. Return to the Imperial City with me, return to the Ye family.”

Nian Qianhua twisted her head to the side, gritting her teeth and saying: "It's impossible between us, it will always be impossible. That marriage certificate wasn't agreed upon by me, it's invalid. Leave now, and from now on, don't appear in my world again. We...will never see each other again!"

This is her true thought. To put it plainly, he massacred the Changbai Sacred Land. It's a fact she can't ignore. She can't pretend nothing happened. In this case, the best outcome would be to have no further contact.

Ye Fusheng looked at her, but in his heart he wondered, if time could rewind, and he had not been controlled by Zhu Jiu Yin's body, would he have destroyed everyone in the Changbai Holy Land

Answer is still possible!

Even if it weren't for themselves, they must die for what they did to Nan Qianhua!

"Alright then."

Ye Fusheng smiled and suddenly walked back to the front desk: "I just said that where I am is home. Since you're not coming back with me, then I'll just stay here. As long as we are here, this place is also home!"

He finished speaking and slowly sat down in the chair.

"You..."

At first glance, Nan Qian saw that his attitude was simply that of a scoundrel.

In the past, if someone dared to treat themselves like this, they would have been thrown out immediately. No, it's more accurate to say that no one would ever dare to be so disrespectful. Not even a glance would be spared.

Even though I want to change my lifestyle and live like an ordinary person, I can't let myself be held back by him!

"Get out!"

Nan Qianhu painted a black face.

Ye Fu Sheng slowly turned his head, a smile on his face as he said, "I'm not leaving. I'm here on vacation."

Nan Qian's phoenix eyes trembled, and she said coldly, "Is there any scenery in this world that you haven't seen"

"You, my dear, are the most beautiful scenery." Ye Fusheng responded calmly yet firmly.

Nán qiān huà shù jiān shàng jiāng zhòu.

It is undeniable that this face, whenever you see it, is breathtaking. If the veil were to disappear from Changshan, it would be a masterpiece of Xia's beautiful scenery.

Then Nán Qiān Huà is the pearl on this stunning landscape, the finishing touch!

Without her, Changshan loses nine out of ten of its colors.

Nan Qianhua didn't know what to say.

Ye Fusheng didn't take the initiative to start a conversation, he just watched silently. As he said, as long as he could watch, he was appreciating the most beautiful scenery in the world, a great enjoyment in life.

Time passed slowly.

Ye Fu Sheng's eyes were fixed on Nan Qian Hua, admiring her with pure intent, devoid of any disrespect.

Nan Qianhua also sat down, on another stool. At first, she pretended not to see him. If he liked to watch her, then let him watch. As long as she treated him like air, he wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

It is very quiet and pleasant.

不知過了多久。

Ye Fushen was intoxicated by it.

Nan Qianhua felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She thought he would just glance at her for a while and then look away, but he kept staring without blinking. It was a strange feeling, like an electric shock running through her body, making it hard to breathe.

But he cannot retreat, this is a tug-of-war, as long as he doesn't persist, he will leave.

I don't know how long it had been.

Ye Fusheng became more and more immersed, discovering that just by looking at her, he could forget all his worries, and his mood naturally became joyful.

Nán Qiānhuà...a fine bead of sweat trickled from the tip of her nose. She felt a bit nervous, her heart beating faster, even a hint of shyness. She glanced at the door of the guesthouse.

I hope someone will come in now and break the tension, at least so I can catch my breath.

It's a pity.

The shop was usually bustling with customers, but today it was eerily quiet. Not a single customer had entered yet, not even Guo Fan who had gone out earlier had returned. The guests upstairs hadn't come down either.

It seems like there are only two people left in the whole homestay.

I don't know how long it had been.

Whew….

Nan Qianhua sighed and had to admit, she was defeated.

He turned his head and said, "Are you never going to stop This is my guesthouse, please leave immediately."

"Don't go!"

Ye Fu Sheng blurted out: 'I came here to enjoy the scenery, I haven't had enough, no one can make me leave.'

This is utterly unreasonable.

"Whatever!"

Nan Qianhua stood up and left, knowing that if she continued like this, she would have to sit there until the end of time. It was better to endure for a while and keep things calm.

Leaving the front desk, I rushed to a room on the first floor.

She opened this guesthouse and left it to herself. Although she no longer absorbed spiritual energy, the remaining cultivation was enough to guarantee her safety.

She returned to the room.

Ye Fusheng didn't chase after him, instead he sat down cross-legged here. The spiritual energy around Changbai Mountain was already so sparse that it could be ignored. However, the mighty Zhentian War God didn't need to rely on absorbing spiritual energy to improve his cultivation.

……..

Time slips by unnoticed.

Creak…

The sound of a door opening wasn't the main gate of the guesthouse, but rather Nan Qianhua's room. She had rested enough and came out from inside.

"Wake up"

Ye Fusheng asked gently.

Nanqian's face was expressionless. She already knew why no one came to the inn. Everyone knew that the Heaven-Shattering War God was here. The surrounding area had been sealed off, and even the guests who hadn't gone out from upstairs were directly taken away through their windows.

She walked up to Ye Fusheng and said directly, "You leave. I can't do business with you here!"

"All losses, I take." Ye Fu Sheng laughed.

Nian Qianhua bit her lip: "It's not about the loss, but I don't want to see you. This is my guesthouse, and I don't welcome you here. Please leave immediately."

"Don't go." Ye Fusheng said simply and crisply.

"Unreasonable!"

Nán Qiān painted a picture with her agitated gestures as she blurted out four words, then turned and walked out of the guesthouse.

Just took a step, but had to stop right there.

The surrounding warning tape was still in place, and the area around it was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder.

"War Goddess!"

"This is the War Goddess"

"The Goddess of War is the most beautiful!"

The sound came crashing in, overwhelming.

Nan Qian's face flushed red and then white, she smiled at everyone, then returned to her room and said coldly, "Fine, since you won't leave, then never leave. Let's see how long you can last!"

After finishing, he returned to the room.

Ye Fu Sheng wasn't angry. Seeing her go back, he didn't continue meditating, but instead went to the kitchen to cook himself.

Soon a table was set with food, and he knocked on the door of Nankian's painting studio: “Dinner is ready!”

"No!"

Ye Fusheng slowly said: "You have already given up on cultivating immortality. If you don't absorb spiritual energy, you will consume your own cultivation base. No matter how high your cultivation is, there will always be a time when it runs out. It's better to come out and eat. Eat until you're full and then you'll have the energy to keep going!"

Ten seconds later.

Nánqiān's paintings are not just influenced by others, but also involve other thoughts.

Open the door and walk out, sit at the dining table...oke, their breaths grew ragged, and in full view of everyone, they charged at Ye Fusheng with murderous intent.After a mere ten seconds.Two people squatted in a row with the Black and White Impermanen...