Free Web NovelChapter 734: Chapter 288: Please Forget Me
At the time of parting, Fu Manman called Fan Wubing over to the side.
"What is it? Are you going to give me some instructions?" Fan Wubing asked with a smile.
Fu Manman was silent for a moment, then said,
"I’ve always wanted to know what exactly you are doing."
Fan Wubing paused for a moment and then scratched his head, saying, "I’m afraid I can’t explain it in such a short time."
"I don’t have to know right now. I just wanted to say, no matter what, make sure you leave yourself a way out."
Fan Wubing smiled, "What’s up with you? This doesn’t sound like something you would say."
"Don’t ask too many questions, just promise me, okay?" Fu Manman looked at him without blinking.
Fan Wubing didn’t answer immediately, "Did you encounter any difficulties?"
Fu Manman reached out and held the hem of his garment, lowering her head and saying softly,
"Promise me."
She seemed to be imploring.
Fan Wubing had always listened to Fu Manman and went along with her. But this time, he didn’t, because he knew that Fu Manman’s concern wasn’t ordinary, something must have happened, or she must have encountered some difficulty, hence her entanglement,
"I can’t promise you something I don’t know about at all."
Fu Manman sniffed sharply, smiling, saying,
"You’ve really not changed a bit. Actually, it’s nothing, just worried that you might go off and do something adventurous again."
Fan Wubing breathed a sigh of relief, "Don’t worry, I’m not a kid anymore, I won’t just act on impulse."
"Okay, then. I’m off."
Fu Manman turned around and left swiftly, disappearing over the horizon in the blink of an eye, afraid that staying even a moment longer would make it even harder to part.
Fan Wubing’s gaze became slightly sharp, murmuring,
"What are you afraid of?"
"Master, when are we leaving?" Zhuge Hong shouted from behind.
Fan Wubing replied, "Now!"
"Senior brother, senior brother, let’s have a Sword Control competition!" Luo Qingyao was excited.
Fan Wubing smiled, "It seems someone thinks they’ve become more capable again. Alright!"
Saying this, he summoned Peach Blossoms, then waved his big hand, grabbing Zhuge Hong and pressing her in the back seat, "Sit tight!"
Luo Qingyao, not to be outdone, immediately summoned the flying sword she had newly forged in Sun-shooting Pass, stepping onto it.
Instantly, two arcs of Sword Qi soared from the Phoenix Emperor Palace, disappearing over the horizon in an instant.
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In the deep of night,
Luo Ling Immortal had not yet rested, still bent over her desk, reviewing the summary of repairs sent by various families.
The repair work of the Everlasting Realm was already more than halfway done, looking not much different from before it was destroyed, only needing some adjustments with the details like the underground Spirit Array.
Just then, a gust of wind blew in from the window, scattering a stack of diagrams filled with various annotations.
She organized the diagrams, then got up to close the window.
Suddenly, a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind, "Guess who I am."
Luo Ling Immortal was startled, instinctively delivering a back elbow strike.
"Ouch!"
Luo Ling Immortal realized the voice was somewhat familiar, quickly turning around, only to see her sister Luo Qingyao squatting on the ground, holding her stomach, her face scrunched with pain,
"Sister, did you have to use so much force!"
Luo Ling Immortal held her chin, looking at Luo Qingyao, raising an eyebrow, then muttered to herself,
"An illusion?"
"It’s not an illusion!" Luo Qingyao stood up, embarrassed and annoyed, "I planned to give you a surprise."
The outcome was completely different from what she imagined. What about the tearful reunion of the sisters as planned?
Luo Ling Immortal’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly,
"Did you come back alone?"
Luo Qingyao, disappointed with her sister’s response, pouted,
"I came back with senior brother. And his disciple."
"Where are they?"
Luo Qingyao replied discontentedly, "It was supposed to be just some time for the two of us. But sister looks not happy at all... Oh well, I’ll call them in then."
Luo Ling Immortal smiled slightly, stepped forward to hug her sister, her voice light and quivering,
"I’m very happy...very happy."
"Mm." Luo Qingyao leaned into her sister’s embrace, basking in her affection.
"There’s no reason to make guests wait, let them in quickly."
"Oh."
Luo Qingyao made a Sword Technique gesture and sent it out.
Moments later, Fan Wubing and Zhuge Hong walked in.
Fan Wubing smiled, "Sister Ling Xian, good to see you again."
Zhuge Hong exclaimed, "They’re sisters indeed! Look alike and are both so beautiful..."
Luo Ling Immortal smiled, "Who’s this sweet little girl?"
Zhuge Hong puffed up her chest and began her standard self-introduction, "I am..."
Luo Ling Immortal was a bit taken aback listening to it, and realized moments later,
"Oh, you’re that little genius from the Mo Family. Such a good child, both smart and beautiful."
"Hehe." Zhuge Hong scratched her head bashfully, "Thank you..." She paused, leaned closer to Fan Wubing, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what should I call Master’s sister?"
This question actually stumped Fan Wubing.
Luo Ling Immortal chuckled, "Just call me Sister Ling Xian."
Zhuge Hong, however, was earnest, "Isn’t that incorrect? I call Qingyao Master my master, calling her sister, ’sister’... aren’t the rankings messed up?" She said seriously, "I should call her Aunt Ling Xian, or Lady Ling Xian."
Luo Ling Immortal’s smile froze, "Well..."
Zhuge Hong laughed, "Just kidding. Sister Ling Xian is so young and beautiful, how could I call her aunt or lady."
Fan Wubing flicked her forehead, "You have to be mischievous to feel happy, huh!"
"Master, that hurt!" Zhuge Hong rubbed her forehead, complaining.
Luo Ling Immortal asked, "Did you come back without anyone knowing?"
Luo Qingyao said, "If others knew I came back, they’d certainly inquire every which way, then come visiting, it’s so troublesome..."
