Chapter 1173: Eating

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Chapter 1173: Having a Meal

Upon hearing this.

Nan Qianhua's body trembled violently. Her face, which had just regained a sliver of calm, was once again contorted with rage.

"Home Where is home"

"I was born and raised in Changbai Holy Land. Now 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 uttered with a voice hoarse from screaming, filled with endless resentment.

"Changbai Holy Land indeed gave you birth and raised you, but it was never your home."

Ye Fusheng slowly said: "You are my fiancee, and you will be my wife in the future. Where I am is home. Come back to the imperial capital with me, back to the Ye family."

Nannan Qian turned her head to one side, gritting her teeth and saying: 'There's no possibility between us, never! That marriage certificate wasn't signed by me. It's invalid. You should leave, and from now on, don't appear in my world ever again. We... will never see each other again!'

This is her true thoughts. No matter what, the fact that he slaughtered Changbai Holy Land remains. She can't pretend nothing happened. So, it's best to never see each other again.

Ye Fu Sheng looked at her, but in his heart he was asking, if time could rewind, and he hadn't been controlled by Zhu Jiu Yin, would he have wiped out everyone in Chang Bai Holy Land

Answers will still be possible!

Even if it weren't for themselves, they would have to die for how they treated 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 don't want to go 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..."

Nan Qian's painting instantly looked at his attitude, which was simply a scoundrel.

If this had happened before, anyone who dared to treat themselves like this would have been thrown out immediately. No, it's not even that - no one would ever dare to be so disrespectful. Not even a glance would they dare cast my way.

Even if one wants to change their lifestyle and live like an ordinary person, they shouldn't become dependent on him!

"Get out of here!"

Nán Qiān huà hēi liǎn dào.

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

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

"You, you are the most beautiful scenery." Ye Fusheng responded calmly and firmly.

Nan Qianhua froze instantly.

There is no denying it, this face is stunning whenever you see it. If the vanishing barrier of Changshan Mountain represents the unparalleled beauty of Daxia,

Then Nán Qiān Huà becomes the pearl adorning this breathtaking landscape, the finishing touch that brings it to life!

Without her, Changshan loses nine out of ten colors.

Nankianhua didn't know what to say.

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

Time slowly passed.

Ye Fu Sheng's eyes were fixed on Nan Qian Hua, a pure appreciation without any sacrilege.

Nan Qianhua also sat down, on another stool. At first, she pretended not to notice him. Since he liked to watch her, let him watch. As long as she treated him like air, there was nothing he could do about it.

It is very quiet and pleasant.

I don't know how long it took.

Yè fú shēng chén zhì zhi shàng.

Nán Qiān's heart pounded like a drum. She thought he would look for a while and then move on, but he just kept staring, his eyes unwavering. It was an unsettling feeling, like an electric shock coursing through her body, making it hard to even breathe.

But he cannot retreat. This is a tug-of-war, as long as he persists, she will leave.

I don't know how long it had been.

Ye Fusheng became increasingly obsessed, discovering that just by looking at her, he could forget all his worries and feel a natural sense of joy.

Nankian was painting... a fine bead of sweat trickled from the tip of her nose, she felt a little nervous, her heart beating faster, and even a bit shy. She glanced at the front door of the guesthouse.

I hope someone comes in now and breaks the tension, at least to give myself a chance to breathe.

It's a pity.

The shop is usually bustling with customers, but today it's eerily quiet. No one has come in yet, and even Guo Fan hasn't returned after going out. The upstairs guests haven't come down either.

It seems like there are only two people left in the entire guesthouse.

I don't know how long it had passed.

Whew...

Nankian Hua sighed, she had to admit, she had lost.

Turning his head, he said, “Aren’t you 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 yet, no one can make me leave.'

This is just unreasonable.

"Suit yourself!"

Nán Qiān Huà got up and left, knowing that if she stayed there any longer, she would be stuck there until the end of time. It was better to endure this moment of calm than risk a storm later.

I walked out of the front desk and went straight to the room on the first floor.

After opening this inn, she left it to herself. Although she no longer absorbed spiritual energy, the remaining amount of her cultivation was enough to ensure her safety.

She returned to her room.

Ye Fusheng didn't chase after him. Instead, he sat cross-legged here. The spiritual energy around Changbai Mountain was now so thin it could be ignored, but even a dignified figure like the Heaven-Shattering War God didn't need to rely on absorbing spiritual energy to improve his cultivation.

……..

Time slipped by unnoticed.

Creak....

The sound of opening a door rang out, but it wasn't the guesthouse's main entrance. It was Nan Qianhua's room; she had rested enough and came out.

"Awake"

Ye Fu Sheng gently asked.

Nan Qian stood there, her face expressionless. She already knew why no one had come to the inn. Everyone knew that the Earth-Shattering War God was here. The surrounding area had been sealed off long ago. Even the guests upstairs who hadn't gone out were taken directly from their windows.

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

"All the losses, I take responsibility for," Ye Fusheng smiled.

Nanqianhua bit her lip: "It's not about the loss, it's that I don't want to see you. This is my guesthouse, and I definitely don't welcome you. Please leave immediately."

"No." Ye Fusheng's reply was simple and firm.

"Unreasonable!"

Nianqian painted a picture with her words, rushing out the four characters and turning away from the guesthouse.

Just took a step, and had to stop in my tracks.

The surrounding security lines are still in place, and the crowd gathered around them is incredibly dense, packed like sardines.

"War Goddess!"

"This is the Valkyrie"

"Ares's wife is the most beautiful!"

The sound came crashing in like a tidal wave.

Nan Qian's face flushed red and then white, she smiled at everyone, and retreated back to her room, saying unhappily, "Fine, since you're not leaving, then just don't ever leave. Let's see how long you can last!"

After saying that, he returned to the room.

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

Soon a tableful of dishes was ready, and he knocked on the door of Nankichi's painting room: "Dinner is ready!"

"No!"

Ye Fusheng slowly said, "You've already given up on cultivation. If you don't absorb spiritual energy, you'll consume your own cultivation base. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it will eventually be depleted. Why not come out for a meal Eat your fill so you have the strength to continue!"

After a dozen seconds.

Nán Qiān's paintings are not only moved by words, but also involve other kinds of thinking.

Opened the door and walked out, sat down at the dinner table...ve them any time to react.The man stopped his steps, turned back for a glance, a meaningful smile played on his face, then quickened his pace, blending into the crowd within their sight.The ghost mess...