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Chapter 143 Dark Elf 12

"Outsider, state your name."

A dignified voice rang out, revealing a hint of familiarity.

Qingyu was puzzled, but dared not show it. She calmly said, "I am a visitor from afar. I have heard that Flame City has many rare treasures, so I have come to explore them."

Upon hearing this, the force relaxed slightly, and then a fire spirit appeared before her. "Where did you come from? Are you alone?"

Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded softly, "I came from the City of Beauties."

"Beauty City? That's a city full of delicate beauties. What are you looking for all alone?" The elf circled around Qingyu. It didn't specifically look at Qingyu's appearance, but for some reason, it found the scent of the person in front of it to be very pleasant.

They seem to be the same kind, yet they also seem not to be.

As they got closer, the intense heat emanating from the fire spirit caused Qingyu's face to flush crimson. She looked beautiful and shy, but thankfully, the veil concealed her face; otherwise, it would have caused quite a stir.

"Can I come in?"

Her eyes were watery and moist, making people's hearts soften. The fire spirit scratched its head and still led Qingyu into the city.

However, he kept giving instructions and reminders throughout the journey.

Qingyu listened casually, and then noticed that there were flame-shaped buildings everywhere in the city, and people also had flame marks on their bodies.

Moreover, compared to the ordinary or refined and handsome people in the previous cities, most of the people here are strong and fierce burly men. Only a few weak elderly, women and children are hunched over and hiding, which shows their status.

Therefore, in this scene, Qingyu's open and generous act of being led by the fire spirits stands out as particularly conspicuous.

Ignoring the malicious gazes cast upon her from all around, Qingyu looked around and suddenly noticed a tall tower emanating a strong aura—the familiar Dark Spirit Essence.

Her eyes lit up, and she was about to head in that direction when the fire sprite blocked her way.

"You can't go there!"

Qingyu took a step back. "Why?"

"That tower is a forbidden area of ​​Flame City, sealed within it a powerful and dangerous force. You will die if you go there!"

will die?

No, Dark Spirit Essence is now her tonic!

Qingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, chuckled softly, her voice as soft and smooth as silk, making the flames on the fire spirit's body burn even more intensely, "But I want to go, can you tell me how to get there?"

The fire spirit blushed, its flames flickering, and stammered, "Um, um, I... I'll take you to the city lord. If the city lord agrees, then it'll be fine."

They completely forgot the city lord's previous instructions that no one else could be brought except for a group of people.

Having achieved her goal, Qingyu smiled slyly and then followed the fire spirit in another direction.

When they arrived at the city lord's palace, Qingyu was shocked once again.

It was a huge building made of flames, and the intense heat was overwhelming.

In this sweltering heat, Qingyu jokingly wondered if the city lord needed a drink of water.

The thought flashed through her mind, and the fire spirit in front of her nervously went in to report. A moment later, Qingyu was summoned in.

She moved lightly into the main hall. If it weren't for the spiritual energy protecting her, she would probably be sweating profusely by now.

The moment Qingyu entered and saw the city lord's face, her breath caught in her throat, and her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.

The city lord actually looks exactly like Qi Zhiyu.

Whether it's the eyebrows, eyes, or body shape, they are basically a one-to-one replica.

Did I run into someone I know again?

Qingyu was filled with doubt and shock, and for a moment she didn't know how to speak.

When the city lord saw Qingyu, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in his eyes before he regained his composure.

"You come from the City of Beauties? What brings you here?" His voice was low and cold, as if it were just a casual question.

Qingyu's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and her eyebrows were beautifully raised. She composed herself and said softly, "I want to go to that tower. I've heard that I need your permission."

The city lord frowned, a hint of displeasure appearing on his face, and sneered, "A delicate beauty like you... that's not a place for you to set foot in."

Hmm, looks like they're not acquaintances, the tone is completely different!

After reaffirming her decision, Qingyu became more composed. She took a bold step forward, her bright eyes meeting the city lord's directly: "I must go, because there are things I need inside."

Those eyes were as bright as morning stars and as clear as glass, so beautiful that they startled the city lord, and his heart, which had been cold and lonely for many years, seemed to warm up.

This is very wrong.

The city lord's breathing became erratic. For the first time, he remained calm and composed, averting his gaze and avoiding eye contact. He clenched his fists, his heart filled with turmoil.

Who placed the things inside that tower? If allowed, Flame City would probably be doomed.

You can refuse...

The city lord remained silent for a long time before finally sighing and saying, "If you can withstand three of my moves without dying, I will consider allowing you to go."

They're from the City of Beauties, so their strength probably isn't that great. If they lose, they'll likely give up.

This request... Qingyu wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she smiled gently and immediately accepted the challenge, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the city lord flashed forward, and a sharp sword came flying towards him.

Qingyu immediately transformed into a longsword and nimbly dodged the attack.

The city lord's eyes were icy cold, revealing endless killing intent.

Compared to most people who use various magical artifacts, the city lord's swordsmanship is extremely sharp, with each move containing deadly power.

Before him, everyone is as vulnerable as an ant.

It was at this moment that Qingyu realized that the city lord, who had the appearance of Qi Zhiyu, was unfathomably powerful, but now there was no way out and she could only fight with all her might.

She dared not use the power of darkness, so she used the power of the original owner of the body, who was Zizhu, to prepare to receive the city lord's second move.

However, an unexpected change occurred. Under the fierce sword wind, Qingyu's hand stung slightly, her clothes were torn in many places, and her veil was shattered into pieces, which floated in the air.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. The city lord was stunned and could not believe that the person in front of him was such a beauty.

Her beauty was breathtaking, capable of devastating a nation; her features were exquisitely beautiful, with snow-white skin, red lips, and captivating eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled, sending shivers down one's spine.

Even without smiling, just standing there, she can captivate people's hearts.

A gentle breeze stirred, making the city lord's heart tremble. He remained speechless for a long while, finally his eyes reddening, "You..."

His gaze fell on Qingyu's fair and slender hand, where a tiny scar stood out starkly. He felt a sudden pang of guilt. "I'm sorry..."

Qingyu raised an eyebrow, smiling brightly, "What is the City Lord apologizing for? Are you captivated by me?"

He spoke boldly, but the city lord remained silent.

Finally, like a defeated and disarmed soldier, he hastily gathered his things, staggered back a step, and looked completely lost.

He couldn't bring himself to hurt Qingyu; his mind was in turmoil, and from this one encounter, he sided with her without hesitation.

"We can't go to that tall building." The hoarse voice was full of struggle. The city lord's thin lips parted slightly, and a bitter and helpless smile appeared on his lips. "Listen to me, I don't want you to get hurt."

Qingyu didn't respond to that question, but instead changed the subject and asked, "What's your name?"

The city lord paused, then softly uttered two words—

"Three leaves."