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Her voice carried a hint of grievance and disbelief.
How could you go back on your word!
Lin Ci sat down by the bed and slowly approached Liang Bing's body.
“I never said I was going to teach you wormhole technology.”
“You said you were willing to give up everything you have; this is not a transaction.”
His face was almost touching her cool face, his warm breath brushing against the tip of her nose.
"Besides, it was your own initiative; I didn't force you."
"On the contrary, it is you who have been forcing me."
Lin Ci's voice was very low, with a strange magnetism.
"Is this how you treat the gods of your angelic race?"
"Liang Bing..."
Liang Bing looked at those deep, seemingly all-consuming eyes so close to her, and her heart began to race involuntarily.
Her face flushed, and she gently bit her lower lip.
"you liar!"
Lin Ci raised an eyebrow.
"So you like being lied to by me, don't you?"
Liang Bing looked at Lin Ci with her big, watery eyes, stubbornly pursing her lips, and did not answer.
However, not answering is itself an answer.
A slight smile curved Lin Ci's lips.
He rolled over and pressed Liang Bing down on top of him again, and the temperature inside the tent seemed to rise a few degrees.
A new round of competition is about to begin.
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Chapter 111 He Xi
Another day has passed.
Liang Bing was truly convinced by Lin Ci.
She no longer had that aggressive energy she had that morning.
At that moment, she was like a docile kitten.
She lay quietly in Lin Ci's arms.
Lin Ci looked at Liang Bing's sleeping face.
A slight smile curved his lips as he reached out and gently stroked her soft, long hair.
Then, she carefully moved her body, got out of bed, and put on her clothes.
He has work to do.
If I stay any longer, I might really get drunk and die in Liangbing's gentle embrace.
Just as Lin Ci was preparing to leave through the wormhole.
A voice with a thick nasal tone, lazy and somewhat hoarse, came from behind.
"Where are you going..."
She lay on her side on the bed, wrapped in the blanket, with only her hazy eyes showing, quietly watching Lin Ci's back.
Lin Ci turned around and chuckled softly.
"Go take care of some important business. Don't you want to save your angelic comrades?"
Upon hearing this, Liang Bing knew that Lin Ci was going to help his sister Keisha find another ally.
She struggled to sit up in bed, the blanket slipped off, revealing her bare shoulders.
"I'm going with you."
Lin Ci shook his head.
He looked Liang Bing up and down, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"You should rest. I've almost worn out your little body. You don't have the energy to do anything else."
Liang Bing's cheeks flushed slightly.
She knew Lin Ci was telling the truth, and the soreness in her body was a silent protest.
But she just wanted to go with him.
She was afraid that it was all just a dream that was too real.
She was afraid that if Lin left, he would never come back.
Everything that happened these past two days was so wonderful that it felt unreal to her.
A thousand words reached my lips, but they all turned into a curt, unspoken statement.
"Then you better not die."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ci's smile deepened.
"Don't worry, in this universe, even if someone gets close to me, no one can do it."
Lin Ci paused, walked to the bedside, and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
He added in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Of course, except for you."
Liang Bing's face instantly turned red, and it wasn't just from being close.
They've already gotten inside.
Lin Ci straightened up and gently kissed her forehead.
"Wait for me to come back."
Liang Bing felt the warm touch on her forehead, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
She nodded obediently.
"Well, I'll wait until you come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ci's figure transformed into streaks of light and vanished from the spot in an instant.
Only the cold, empty tent remained.
She stared blankly at the spot where Lin Ci had disappeared, where his scent seemed to still linger in the air.
Liang Bing gently bit her lower lip.
Even now, she still can't quite believe that all of this has happened.
Just when she was having random thoughts.
A familiar yet concerned voice came from outside the tent.
"May I come in, little sister?"
A dark and damp dungeon.
A handsome male angel with long, flowing hair was leaning against the wall in front of a prison door.
He was Su Mali, one of Hua Ye's top generals.
He would turn his head from time to time, his gaze greedily fixed on the quiet figure in the cell.
“My dear, I could look at you so serenely all day long.”
A stunningly beautiful, tall woman with silver hair sat quietly at a stone table, reading a thick ancient book.
The silver, fitted long dress perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.
Especially her long, beautiful legs, which were wrapped in the skirt, were still eye-catching even when she was sitting down.
She is He Xi.
Seeing that He Xi ignored her, Su Mali's smile remained unchanged. She opened the cell door and slowly walked in.
He walked around behind He Xi, his voice low and magnetic, with a self-important air.
“You are a top scholar at the Royal Military Academy, and your future should have been bright.”
“This is exactly the kind of talent my king needs. Why should he join that ridiculous rebel army?”
He Xi remained motionless, engrossed in her book, as if everything around her was irrelevant.
"When you are about to be swallowed by darkness, you see light ahead and want to chase after it with all your might."
Sumali chuckled softly, walked to the table, and gently blew on the dim candle.
The candlelight flickered and then went out in an instant.
"They are nothing more than tiny candle flames, which can be extinguished with a breath."
Even in the darkness, He Xi's voice remained calm.
There's a saying: "A single spark can start a prairie fire."
The moment the words fell.
The candle that Sumari had blown out suddenly reignited, emitting a wisp of smoke, and illuminated the small cell once more.
Sumali's smile froze slightly.
"I can never win an argument with you. To be honest, Hua Ye, Wang Aicai."
"All you have to do is admit your mistake and hand over the research results of An Suyin."