As a powerful cultivator at the Immortal King Realm, Jiang Yumo naturally knew countless types of immortal arts and divine abilities.
That sensation just now was very likely an illusion, both dreamlike and unreal.
But even with a suspicion in her heart, Jiang Yumo still wanted a precise answer.
Ye Yu said softly, "That’s right, it was an illusion."
Jiang Yumo’s eyes instantly reddened, tears slowly sliding down her exquisitely beautiful face.
"So even if I looked like that, you still didn’t want to touch me, and instead embraced junior sister.
It seems you have already made your choice.
But I just want to ask one thing — wasn’t how I looked just now really funny?"
"Senior sister, it’s not like that, just now—"
Qin Xihe tried to explain, but Jiang Yumo sealed her mouth with immortal art.
"I wish you both eternal unity of heart. I don’t want to be mocked as a joke by you anymore!"
Leaving these words behind, Jiang Yumo’s figure streaked away like a rainbow.
On the ground, besides a single remaining teardrop, there was nothing else.
Ye Yu watched her retreating back, his expression somewhat solemn. Perhaps she was really very hurt now.
"Sniff sniff!"
Qin Xihe formed a Dao imprint with both hands, breaking the seal on her mouth, then hurriedly said, "What are you still looking at? Hurry and chase after her!"
Ye Yu hesitated a little.
Seeing this, Qin Xihe spoke again, "My senior sister truly likes you. Since you can let me be your immortal companion, why not give her a chance?
And I can tell, you don’t want to see her so sad, right?
Doesn’t that mean she’s in your heart?
Quickly chase after her, explain everything clearly. She definitely won’t be sad anymore!"
Hearing this, Ye Yu couldn’t help but say, "You really are the best support for your senior sister."
"Naturally! Betraying master and ancestors can’t be done alone, gotta bring a partner along!"
Qin Xihe said this, pushing Ye Yu lightly as well.
At this point, Ye Yu said no more and swept forward straight ahead.
Thousands of miles away in a mountain range.
Jiang Yumo was crying as if her heart was being torn apart.
Mainly because she felt so embarrassed, like a clown.
She had been entertaining herself alone in the room, while junior sister outside had already successfully made a move.
Who could she even reason with?
Stinky Ye Yu, bad Ye Yu, you really know how to bully people.
I even drank the pill willingly, but you didn’t react at all. Am I really that useless?
The more Jiang Yumo thought, the sadder she felt.
Tears poured down noisily!
At that moment, she suddenly sensed a very faint sound from afar.
So she immediately stopped crying, turned her back, and wiped the tears from her face.
The fragility of a fairy must never be seen by anyone.
Unless it’s on purpose!
Soon, Jiang Yumo returned to her usual state, but her eyes were still a little red.
At this time, she even felt a little hopeful.
Could it be that Ye Yu came looking for her?
If so, how should she respond?
Should she rush into his arms, or turn coldly away? This was truly a difficult choice!
After all, Jiang Yumo wasn’t sure if Ye Yu would come to comfort her.
But even so, her heart couldn’t stop imagining.
If Ye Yu insisted on hugging her and begged her to be his immortal companion, then perhaps it wouldn’t be unforgivable.
But would a miracle really happen?
Jiang Yumo headed straight toward the direction from which the sound came.
Very soon, she saw a truly disgusting scene.

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