To save all living beings, the villainous Demon Lord's plan to redeem himself is urgent.
Song Xiwei abandons her feminine guise and transforms into a handsome young man, infiltrating the ...
When Ao Qian woke up, he was lying on a comfortable couch.
The hand that was wrapped around it was none other than Song Xiwei's hand.
Song Xiwei seemed extremely tired and was sleeping soundly, showing no sign of waking up.
Aoqian stared at her intently, his gaze lingering on her.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Xiwei finally slept enough, opened her eyes, and, still half asleep, saw Aoqian looking at her.
She suddenly came to her senses. "How are you?"
"It's alright. Did you bring me back?" Aoqian asked.
Song Xiwei's expression was serious. "Do you even consider me your brother? Hmm? You call me brother, but in your actions, do you treat me like one? You do such dangerous things behind my back, have you ever thought about me?"
When questioned by Song Xiwei, Ao Qian looked flustered and stammered, "I'm sorry, I...I..."
At that moment, Aoqian's mind was filled with Song Xiwei's disappointed face.
He couldn't let her down any further. Only by doing whatever it took, only by ensuring the survival of those cultivators, could he find peace of mind.
"You're all talk and no action, you don't respect me at all!" Song Xiwei said angrily.
Aoqian shook his head, "No, it's not like that. I'm not just saying it. I really do keep you in my heart, really..." It's more than just keeping you in my heart. My eyes are filled with you, and my heart is filled with you. Only you.
"Don't be disappointed in me, okay..." He knew he was selfish, only favoring those he loved.
But he will change.
"Do you know how those cultivators and those people from the demon branch started their dispute?" After a long while, Song Xiwei asked Aoqian.
Seeing that Song Xiwei was finally willing to speak to him, Aoqian didn't try to be clever and answered her seriously, "Because a female cultivator offended a male demon from a branch of the demon race with her rude remarks..."
"And then?" Song Xiwei asked again.
Ao Qian said, "The male demon felt that the female cultivator's attitude was aggressive, which aroused his wild nature, so he harassed her... The female cultivator was humiliated in public..."
"And then what?" Song Xiwei asked again.
"One of the cultivators was the female disciple's senior brother. The female cultivator begged him for help, but he despised her for being unclean and disgracing their sect, and then forced her to commit suicide..."
Aoqian had already thoroughly investigated the cause and effect of the matter.
He had never mentioned any of this to Song Xiwei before.
Song Xiwei only heard snippets of information from the cultivators, completely missing many details.
"And then what?" Song Xiwei's eyes grew colder and colder.
Aoqian lowered his head, as if he were the one who had made a mistake, "When that female cultivator was about to commit suicide, she was stopped by the demons, and that's how the two sides became embroiled in conflict..."
"When I went there, I didn't see that female cultivator. Is she still alive?" Song Xi frowned slightly.
Ao Qian nodded: "She's alive, so she's in Chidu. She... she came to the Demon Realm willingly..."
"Didn't you say that the demons insulted her and made her a disgrace? She came to the demons willingly. Aren't you worried that there might be a trap?" Song Xiwei still frowned.
Ao Qian raised his head, looked at Song Xiwei, and said cautiously, "That male demon said he would marry her. The betrothal letter has been issued, I personally officiated the wedding, and gave that female cultivator a very generous reward. In the future, no one in the demon realm will dare to bully her..."
This is Aoqian's way of making amends for this matter.
"I would like to meet the female cultivator," Song Xiwei said.
Aoqian nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I'll arrange it immediately."
As soon as Ao Qian finished speaking, he was about to give the order when Song Xiwei stopped him.
"I'll see her later." Song Xi frowned slightly, her expression still not good.
Ao was on tenterhooks, not daring to say a word or even breathe loudly.
Song Xiwei reached out and pinched his face hard. Aoqian gasped in pain but dared not make a sound.
Song Xi squinted and sighed, "How did I end up falling for something like you?"