"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before!" Lu Qinglan said to Yan Chenghuan.

Yan Chenghuan remained silent, her head bowed, her face as pale as paper.

Zhang Xu then noticed something was wrong. She moved his body and discovered a bloody mess behind him. A huge tiger claw print was imprinted on his back, revealing the stark white bone, a sight that made one's heart tremble.

Zhang Xu remembered that this was the injury he had sustained while holding her and devouring the Taotie. She felt a pang of sadness and carefully tore open the tattered clothes on his back, took out some medicine powder from his sleeve, and applied it to his back.

The person behind him moved gently and carefully, as if afraid of touching him. Although his back was burning with pain, the powder felt like a feather landing on his heart, making him feel itchy.

Zhang Xu didn't know what he was thinking, but she felt that his wound was too big and frightening to look at. She also felt guilty because she was the one who caused the wound.

I really don't know why they care so much about someone as insignificant as her.

Lu Qinglan recovered, and the two walked over side by side, saying, "It seems everyone misunderstood back then. The demon seed isn't with you; it's with your mother."

"The Demon King has learned his lesson after fighting the cultivation world so many times. This time, he actually used a feint attack," Rong Yue said.

Yan Chenghuan looked up and found his righteous expression amusing: "So what? Now you're going to turn your attention to her again?"

Rong Yue couldn't bear it: "Cheng Huan, she's not your mother anymore."

Yan Chenghuan retorted without any politeness: "Whether it's just or not is up to you to decide. You're nothing but a bunch of beasts wearing the mask of hypocrites!"

He didn't leave her any face at all. Zhang Xu knew that in the original story, Yan Chenghuan was still deeply in love with the female lead, but his current ruthless attitude left her no way out? Ah, could it be that Yan Chenghuan no longer had those worldly desires for the female lead?

"You, Cheng Huan, we're doing this for your own good. It's wearing your mother's mask, and it'll get back at you sooner or later."

Yan Chenghuan glanced at her: "What's it to you?"

The lingering smoke of battle instantly reignited. Yan Chenghuan's rebuke of him was one thing, but she didn't expect her to show no respect even to Rong Yue? After all, Rong Yue had looked after him for a while. Lu Qinglan's face was terribly dark; a major battle seemed imminent.

Of the four people on the field, three were injured and one was unharmed. Unfortunately, this person wasn't very capable, so it was hard to say what would happen if a real fight broke out.

Lu Qinglan pressed down Rong Yue's restless hand: "You need to know that once the Demon King is born, no one will stand idly by. You can't stop him."

"Whether you can stop them or not is not up to you." Yan Chenghuan struggled to his feet and drew his sword to block in front of him.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Zhang Xu secretly reached into his sleeve.

Lu Qinglan rarely showed a hint of anger: "Even if you weren't injured, you're no match for me. Why do you insist on throwing an egg against a rock?"

"Whether we can win or not, we'll only know after we fight," Yan Chenghuan said without the slightest fear.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhang Xu swiftly affixed a talisman to Yan Chenghuan, then nodded to the two astonished people. She then flew out, wielding Yan Chenghuan's sword.

Ignoring Yan Chenghuan's murderous expression, Zhang Xu glared at him, her meaning clear.

"An eye for an eye, that's what you deserve." She then waved the bag in her hand. Rong Yue had an exceptionally high talent for talismans, and Zhang Xu had asked her for many, giving her numerous opportunities to subdue Yan Chenghuan.

Seeing the smugness almost overflowing in her eyes, Yan Chenghuan's anger was instantly extinguished by the torrential rain. His restless heart calmed down. Turning to the side, he saw Zhang Xu looking up at him with a smug smile.

She kept saying she was older than him, but sometimes she acted like a child, which was very cute. She didn't seem to realize her own cuteness, oblivious to it.

Such a person must have grown up surrounded by love!

As Yan Chenghuan thought about it, she suddenly felt a little envious.

Zhang Xu stood behind him, supporting him, afraid that he would fall.

Longing weaves through the clouds, beneath which lie layers of clouds, mountains appearing and disappearing in the clouds, and winds rushing in from all directions, ruffling the hair of the two people.

At this moment, I felt an unexpected sense of peace.

Despite the fleeting nature of time, he only wished for it to stand still. From that time at the lotus pond, this person forcefully entered his world and remained by his side through thick and thin. Since he had come, he thought, "If this is how it is, then let him stay!"

Zhang Xu had no idea what he was thinking. She was just looking at the scenery below and couldn't help but open her arms and shout.

Yan Chenghuan had long since broken free from the talisman's restraints. Seeing her release her hand, facing the sunset, with the wind whispering in her ears, and her wounds no longer hurting so much, Yan Chenghuan gently embraced Zhang Xu's waist without the slightest hesitation.

With Xiangsi by their side, they flew steadily, but Zhang Xu still swayed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she turned around to look at the passing clouds.

For a moment, Zhang Xu thought, why not just take him back? This world is so unfriendly to him; staying here is more torment than happiness.

"Yan Chenghuan, do you want to leave here?"

Where did you come from?

"Yeah? Do you want to go? Although I don't know how to get back yet, I'll take you back once I find a way, okay?"

Even if it's an unknown world, full of unsolvable problems, it's her sincere invitation, so it's acceptable, right?

:"good!"

"Then it's settled."

When Yan Chenghuan saw her smile, he couldn't help but smile too.

Let's leave together then! He thought that once things were resolved, he could leave.

At this moment, the seed of inner demons became active again, because it had seen its long-awaited other half. As long as they merged, it could become an unparalleled great demon king, and then the world would belong to it, and everyone in the world would have to bow down to it.

Yan Chenghuan was severely injured and momentarily lost control of his emotions; his eyes darted between red and black. Sensing its master's unstable emotions, the once steady blade of Xiangsi began to tremble.

Zhang Xu finally realized something was wrong and quickly landed on the ground, bracing himself against the sword.

As soon as he landed, Yan Chenghuan covered his head and curled up in a ball.

Zhang Xu looked over and saw that his eyes were bloodshot and his forehead was covered with hideous blue veins.

"Yan Chenghuan, what's wrong?"

"Son, I've been waiting for you for so long! Why are you being so naughty? Why are you running away when you see your mother?"

Before Yan Chenghuan could speak, a man in black flashed in front of him, trying to grab him.

Sensing that this person had ill intentions, Zhang Xu reacted quickly, pulling Yan Chenghuan away to avoid him.

Zhuang Shuxia's hand missed its mark, but she wasn't annoyed. She smiled, looked at her empty hand, then at Zhang Xu, and chuckled softly, "So you're this boy's sweetheart? Son, you're really naughty, having a crush on someone and not telling your mother. You really are..."

Even though Yan Chenghuan was in excruciating pain, he still shielded Zhang Xu behind him, saying, "Shut up."