Chapter 272 Who is the Peerlessly Beautiful Man?

Hearing this, Ouyang Qinglin was stunned for a long time. When he came back to his senses, his charming eyes were filled with deep affection: "I don't want power or wealth, I only want... you!"

"Good!"

Gu Qianying walked past Ouyang Qinglin without looking at him, her tone very flat.

"What? What did you say?"

Ouyang Qinglin looked surprised. He strode forward, blocked Gu Qianying again, and looked at her very seriously.

"I said yes, after the cooperation, if you want me, I will give myself to you, no problem!"

As she said this, Gu Qianying was exceptionally calm, as if she were talking about yesterday's weather or what she had for lunch today, composed and indifferent.

This Gu Qianying made Ouyang Qinglin frown. He looked at her and roared, "Gu Qianying! Do you know what you're saying?"

Gu Qianying looked at Ouyang Qinglin calmly, as if she didn't care whether he was angry or not: "I know very well what I'm saying, so cooperation is the best choice for both of us."

My heart is dead, what is this body worth!

At present, if she were to oppose two countries, with her current strength, it would be like hitting a rock with a soft object. Therefore, she needed to borrow external forces. Qi flag might be a good external force. If Ouyang Qinglin's forces were added, the winning chances would be much better.

"Gu Qianying! You!" Ouyang Qinglin gritted his teeth fiercely.

At first, he did indeed only have the intention to use Gu Qianying, because Gu Qianying was the Purple Feather Girl he had been looking for for many years.

However, through their contact during this period, he found that he had fallen hopelessly in love with Gu Qianying!

But to love someone and be unable to have them is the most painful.

"What? You don't want it? Then we can change the terms of cooperation. You name the price, I only ask you to help me get revenge."

Gu Qianying said it very clearly, and Ouyang Qinglin understood it very clearly.

"I want it!"

Ouyang Qinglin finally hardened his heart towards her.

In his mind, perhaps after they had physical intimacy, their relationship would progress further, and perhaps one day, Gu Qianying would forget Nangong Mo.

She should, right!

Gu Qianying's current thought was: as long as she was helped, and she got her revenge, then... she could also rest in peace.

At the same time,

On Qiu Shan, above the clouds, in the ethereal mist,

Below Zhushan, in a luxuriously decorated private room, a man wrapped like a mummy lay quietly on the bed. Beside him were many prepared pills, bottles and jars, arranged haphazardly. There were even some that were just medicinal powders, dregs, and some cooled herbal decoctions.

The man on the bed, his features were unclear. He closed his eyes. The skin not covered by the bandages clearly showed the beads of sweat seeping out, and some bandaged wounds were bleeding. Even though they had been treated several times, the blood was still visible to the naked eye, indicating that the man was severely injured.

At this moment,

The door of the private room was pushed open from the outside.

Two old men with white beards, blaming each other, walked in.

"It's all your fault for using medicine recklessly. Our Lian Di was about to wake up, but now he's completely fallen into a coma. You... you... tell me what you've done."

"Blame me? Old Wu, you still have the nerve to say that? Wasn't it you who told me to give all the prepared pills to Lian Di? You said that, and now Lian Di is in a coma, and you blame me? Are you sick in the head!"

"Give them all? Yes, but why did you feed them all at once? The effects of our pills are all different. If they are to be used, they should be used in a certain order, right? But you fed them all at once. Do you want to kill Lian Di?"

"Old Guo, you... what's the use of saying it now? You brainless idiot, you almost made me, Old Wu, kill Lian Di. What are you thinking!"

"You are the brainless idiot. Anyway, I, this old man, don't care. Lian Di is so badly injured and in a moderate coma. Those pills won't have any effect on him. So what should we do next? We can't just watch Lian Di die like this, can we?"

"You are the one who is dead. Can you speak properly? If you can't speak, just shut up, okay..."

"I'm stating facts, okay? Don't avoid it, okay? The current situation needs to be resolved, right?"

"Resolve it, okay. If you transfer all your spiritual power to Lian Di, then Lian Di will wake up, and you will... become a cripple."

Among the two old men, one was panicked. He had defended himself vigorously several times.

What cripple?

The two old men bickered incessantly, completely unaware that behind them, the man lying on the bed was emitting a purple light.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise,

The man wrapped in bandages suddenly left the bed in a balanced manner and hung steadily in mid-air. The bandages wrapped around him simultaneously cracked, scattering on the ground like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

The purple light emanating from the man grew stronger and stronger, and the lotus imprint on his chest magnified infinitely.

All the invisible spiritual energy in heaven and earth gathered here. The man lay on a huge lotus, his breathing stable.

As the lotus seat rotated continuously, dragging the man in mid-air, the gathered spiritual energy grew stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the two old men knelt and shouted: "He's awake, Lian Di is about to wake up!"

As soon as the words fell,

The rotating lotus seat suddenly stopped, and the man lying on it instantly opened his eyes. They were clear and bright eyes that saw through heaven and earth.

The man stepped down from the lotus seat.

The lotus seat shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye into the lotus imprint on the man's chest, faintly visible.

The man, wearing no robes, stood naked in front of the two old men.

One of the two old men quickly went to get a robe and draped it over the man, saying respectfully: "Congratulations to Lian Di for being reborn from death."

The man glanced sideways at Old Wu, his eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Lian Di is... who? And who are you?"

Beneath his exquisite face, his eyes were a little confused.

The two old men were stunned and looked at the man in disbelief: "Your Majesty Lian Di, have you lost your memory?"

The man did not speak, neither admitting nor denying. He scanned the surroundings, his gaze lingering on the two old men: "And where is this place?"

The two old men looked at each other. They took a deep breath. Upon realizing that the man had lost his memory, they immediately began to search for the items the man had on him when they rescued him.

A waist token with the character "Mo" and a very ugly embroidered handkerchief.

The man looked at the waist token and the ugly handkerchief in his hand. He stared for a long time. Familiar scenes seemed to flash through his mind one by one, but only for a moment. The familiar scenes disappeared quickly, and the memories, whatever they were, could no longer be recovered.

"I am Lian Di? Then my name is...?"

"Nangong Mo!"