The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1292: The Fairy Arrives

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He walked quickly into the kitchen, Gong Yuwei was squatting on the ground, blowing air into her left hand, the back of her hand was red, and a row of drain bubbles appeared, which looked very scary.

A pot of boiling water was poured next to it, exuding heat.

"Are you all right?"

Ye Chen squatted down to check Gong Yuwei's injuries. She suffered extensive burns on the back of her hand, and some of her skin began to turn white.

"It hurts!"

The tears in Gong Yuwei's eyes turned, and she accidentally knocked over a pot of boiling water and splashed it on her hand, so she almost fainted in pain. It was the first time she had experienced this kind of pain when she grew up.

"Ye Chen, am I going to the hospital, my hand hurts so much, I must have scars."

Gong Yuwei has a pretty pale face. For a girl like her, the pain is secondary. If she leaves a scar on her flawless body, it is unacceptable.

Seeing Gong Yuwei's appearance, Ye Chen didn't know what it was like. He pulled Gong Yuwei out of the kitchen without saying a word.

"In other words, I am a cultivator in the foundation-building realm. He is still so trivial to do things. If you want to achieve something in cultivation, the first thing you need to change is your mood. You have to stand in a high position and look down on sentient beings."

Ye Chen's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, Gong Yuwei was startled, Ye Chen had never spoken to her in this tone.

She didn't hesitate at all, and handed Ye Chen a small hand full of blisters.

"Ye Chen, will it leave any traces? That's really ugly."

Gong Yuwei choked.

Ye Chen shook his head lightly and said: "This little thing, you will not be afraid of even the cultivation state. How do you say it is an elite disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, a little good, can't you?"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Gong Yuwei's jade hand, covered it with his hands, and passed a stream of pure aura.

Gong Yuwei was shy and a little bit happy, but she turned into surprise.

The pain was almost unbearable, she suddenly felt the back of her hand cool and became very comfortable, she was shocked, and she looked at Ye Chen with beautiful eyes.

Unfortunately, only a few seconds later, Ye Chen let go and asked: "How do you feel now?"

Gong Yuwei looked at the back of her hand, she was skiing white, and all the blisters disappeared. It was almost fascinating, and the pain disappeared even more.

"Ye Chen, it's amazing, how did you do it?"

Gong Yuwei was incredible.

"Luck is a trick for people, when you get to the golden core, you will get a trick."

Ye Chen shrugged and said lightly: "Did your father teach you?"

Gong Yuwei was very embarrassed. During this time, her mind was full of Ye Chen, and she couldn't even listen to the professors in the school at all. She hurriedly said shyly:

"Then I will continue to make rice."

Gong Yuwei was about to get up, Ye Chen directly pressed her back.

"Forget it, Miss Gong, just stay here and leave the cooking to me." Ye Chen said helplessly, "I don't want you to cook so much after cooking. I’m here, and I’ll hurt here and there again for a while. I can’t afford this responsibility."

After he finished talking, he went directly into the kitchen and was busy. Gong Yuwei sat on the sofa, and a heart-wrenching smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Is he caring about me?"

She stroked her left hand that had just been injured, and the temperature of Ye Chen's palm still remained on it.

……

In Bibo Palace, Liangzhou, several luxury commercial vehicles drove slowly, and several bodyguards got out of the car one after another and opened the door of the middle car.

Then a slim young woman got out of the car. She was wearing a top hat and wide sunglasses covering most of her face. Only the skin of Shengxue and the exquisite body lines indicate that this is a beautiful woman.

She stepped on high heels, with graceful steps, no arrogance or rashness, and noble temperament. A middle-aged woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses followed by her side, like a tiger guarding a calf, with extraordinary momentum.

Tang Junyi, dressed in a straight suit, had already stood outside the door waiting, Tang Lan behind him was full of excitement, holding a large bouquet of roses in her hands. Seeing the woman appear, he quickly stepped forward, bowed and handed flowers.

"Miss Tan Qiongyu, welcome to Liangzhou!"

Tang Lan's face is full of diligence, full of affection. He stretches his hands flat, puts flowers in front of him, leaning slightly, and is very polite. If he is an ordinary woman, he will definitely have a good impression of him.

Tan Qiongyu wearing a bowler hat and sunglasses took off the sunglasses, revealing a fairy-like appearance.

Her waist is swaying like a willow leaf, her white and flawless face is painted with light makeup, her big eyes are twinkling, with a lively charm, and her small mouth is like a ripe cherry, tender and attractive, kind Tang Lan was slightly lost in the urge to taste.

Tan Qiongyu smiled politely, took the flowers and calmly said: "Thank you."

She didn't have any physical contact with Tang Lan during the whole process, which made Tang Lan extremely disappointed, and secretly said that she missed the opportunity. But with Tang Junyi beside, Tang Lan didn't dare to be presumptuous, and quickly stepped back.

Tang Junyi stepped forward and politely stretched out his hand and said: "Hello Miss Tan, I am the person in charge of Tangmen Company this time, Tang Junyi!"

Tan Qiongyu handed the flowers to the fierce middle-aged woman. This is her manager, sister Na. She took off the plain white gauze gloves, and then stretched out her slender hand to hold Tang Junyi together.

Tang Junyi is very witty, just let it go with just a grip. What he said was a veteran Tianjun, even if it was Meiruo Tianxian, he had no reason to be unable to hold it, especially since the other party seemed to have a deep background, he didn't want to offend casually.

"We have prepared a suite for you, please come inside!"

Tang Junyi made a gesture of please, stepping away, and Tan Qiongyu and his party followed Tang Junyi into the Bibo Palace.

She was taken to a room and confirmed today's itinerary with Tang Junyi, and then the door was closed. Only her manager, Sister Na, was in the room.

"Ah!"

As soon as she left the public eye, Tan Qiongyu seemed to relax a lot. She turned around and lay directly on the good Simmons bed. The soft touch made her very comfortable.

"Ah, no loss is under the Tianzong sect. The arranged room is better than those small sects. I don't know how much."

Sister Na nodded and walked around in the huge room. Every trace was not let go. It was not until half an hour later that she said to Tan Qiongyu: "Miss, I checked, there is no problem. No monitoring equipment and bugs!"

Tan Qiongyu smiled faintly, like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

"Sister Na, you are too careful, nothing will happen."

Her voice is soft, but full of confidence, so that Sister Na, who was very wary, can also relax. Although she doesn't know how good the lady is, but the other party says it's okay, then it really won't happen.

"Sister Na, I always find it strange!" Tan Qiongyu lay on the bed, shaking her two small white legs, very tempting.

"You said that there is a Tianzong in Tangmen, why did you invite me a little singer to perform, and they agreed as soon as I offered the price, and there was no bargaining. What's the matter?"