Chapter 53 Chapter 53 It turns out that I was the only one tossing and turning...

The sound of raindrops hitting the window frames keeps the damp and cold of late spring outside, and the room is filled with warmth.

The demonic world was slightly chilly, and although Yao Ning was afraid of the cold, he felt inexplicably warm several times.

Now she knew why.

The burning sensation spread from her back to her whole body, and a familiar scent lingered around her nose. She was wrapped in Shen Qian's arms, her hair slightly disheveled from sleeping, and her cheeks rosy.

Yao Ning was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tried to break free, but was held even tighter.

Chen Qian's voice was as sticky and vague as swamp mist. He whispered in her ear, "Aning."

Yao Ning's heart moved.

Chen Qian restrained himself and nuzzled her neck: "You said you wouldn't forget and wouldn't regret it."

Memories flooded back: the deep forest, the promise, the embrace before death.

Confession after letting go of everything.

She understood in the blink of an eye that it was only a wisp of soul from everyone that entered the Demon Realm. Shang Linran used the Wind Seal to guide the soul and at the same time confuse the eyes and ears, even deceiving the Demon Lord.

Jiangcan thought that the people of the righteous path were foolish to seek their deaths, but Shang, who was in charge of Lingfeng Land at a young age, was also the leader of this trip to the Demon Realm. He would never let the heroes of the Jiuzhou Immortal Sect die in vain in a foreign land.

Before entering the demon world, she had looked for Linran on the fairy boat, but could not find him. At that time, she just thought that he and Adu were in love, so they had to avoid being alone together.

Only now did I realize that Shang Linran had already started making arrangements at that time.

Yao Ning's eyebrows twitched, and Chen Qian knew all this.

She broke free from the restraints, put on her shoes, and walked out without saying a word.

His hand was grabbed, Yao Ning turned around, and Fu Guang instantly left his body and pointed directly at Chen Qian's eyebrows, barely stopping him from moving forward.

Shen Qian held her hand unwillingly.

"Is it fun?" Yao Ning laughed instead of getting angry. "Does it feel good to see me throw away my weapons and armor, to see me humble and terrified?"

"No……"

"You're feeling really proud, aren't you? Look at me committing..."

"Aning!" Chen Qian shouted at her, his expression became serious and angry, and he walked closer without caring about anything else.

Yao Ning felt a chill in his heart, but Fu Guang didn't avoid him at all.

If Shen Qian dared to take a step closer, she would poke a bloody hole in his head.

Chen Qian didn't even look at the weapon that could take someone's life in an instant. Yao Ning was extremely angry. Seeing the sword blade about to sink into flesh and blood, the coldness in her eyes grew heavier.

Finally, at the last moment, Fu Guang withdrew, and she was held tightly by two arms like iron clamps.

Chen Qian seemed to be angry, but he still spoke slowly: "Aning, don't say a word that belittles yourself again."

He easily restrained Yao Ning's struggle: "If either of us is being a jerk, it can only be me."

"I'm not proud, I'm not happy, I..." He paused, lowered his head and buried it in Yao Ning's neck, "I'm just happy and terrified, sad and guilty."

His hand stroked her hair: "A Ning is so good, why was Chen Qian so stupid before? Why did he let her down and feel sad?"

His voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of subtle grievance: "I promised not to go back on my word, Aning, you are deliberately bullying me."

Yao Ning hated Chen Qian for deceiving her, and hated herself for being useless. Her anger spread like wildfire, and she unconsciously used spiritual power in her hands and pushed the man away.

If we continue to argue for a while, I'm afraid this person will say countless lies and distort the truth.

Yao Ning pushed the door open with his jaw set, expressionless.

Chen Qian got up from the ground, touched the bruise on the corner of his mouth in surprise, and shook his head helplessly: "Which girl is as rude as you to her lover?"

The rain outside the window stopped, and the sunlight came in through the window, illuminating the smile on his lips.

Clearly enjoying it.

*

The rain stopped and the sky turned blue, and the fairy boat slowly sailed away.

On the deck, Shang looked sternly towards the entrance to the Demon Realm: "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, the Demon Lord knows that my righteous path will not be bullied. I believe that from now on, the two worlds will have a moment of peace."

Yao Ning looked at the entrance and felt a familiar gaze.

The silkworm seemed to be looking at her from a distance.

Yao Ning said, "The Demon Lord is not a reckless and belligerent person. What's strange is why, despite his high level of cultivation, he doesn't cling to peace between the two realms, but why has he been dormant for decades, without causing any harm to the human world?"

Shang Linran understood the deeper meaning behind her words: "Are you saying that the silkworm isn't as powerful as it looks?"

*

Demonic world.

The earth trembled as if a dragon was turning over, and smoke and dust rose into the sky over the vast land. The humble and terrified subjects knelt deeply, but there were still unfortunate people who were swallowed up by the vines that suddenly sprouted from the ground, the swaying flowers and plants around them, and the trembling green shade above their heads.

All the cultivation gained through fighting in the cruel world of the survival of the fittest, where flesh and blood were chewed into pieces, turned into demonic energy, which gathered from all directions to the Demon Lord's Palace in the center through roots buried deep underground.

When Bai Su saw this scene, strong desire and ambition burst out in his eyes, and he willingly bowed his head and knelt in the direction of the silkworm.

In the Demon Lord's Palace, the silkworm stared at the scene in the void.

The picture occupies the entire hall, but there is only a face on it that is infinitely magnified, with every detail of the eyes and eyebrows visible.

Bai Su's voice came from his ears: "Your Majesty, are these people going to hunt us down?"

Jiangcan remembered that when Yao Ning was kneeling at his feet, his vines were stained with a drop of her blood.

He felt the luck in her.

It was a very strange feeling. When Yao Ning first entered the Demon Realm, he could tell at a glance that she was different from Zhong Zeshi. She was blessed with good fortune and was invaluable.

Once again, through that drop of blood, he truly saw the phoenix shadow hovering over her.

The golden phoenix let out a clear cry and suddenly flew towards him. Its cold eyes were so frightening that it was impossible to look directly at them. At that moment, the silkworm was dazed and almost thought that it was really being attacked. Its whole body became alert.

However, that is just a symbol of luck.

"The luck on her..." Jiangcan pondered.

Du Wuzhu, who was standing silently at the side, moved his eyes and said to the Demon Lord, "Before she entered the Demon Realm, she seemed to be the young master of the Tianshu Sect, who obtained the title of the Human Group Leader for her."

Jiangcan looked at Du Wuzhu calmly and said, "Princess?"

He rubbed his palms, his eyes behind the mask somewhat bewildered. "To be bestowed with such high destiny by the Human Emperor?"

The silkworm looked at the woman in the void again.

In the picture, a handsome man broke in.

Chen Qian first looked at Yao Ning's profile for a long while, and then followed her gaze.

Jiangcan looked at the man and woman and sighed, "What a pair of strangers. What do you think, Sect Master Du?"

Du Wuzhu's brows twitched, and he bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, what you said is absolutely right."

The silkworm withdrew his gaze and looked at Yao Ning again.

In the picture, Chen Qian seemed to say something in her ear, but she walked away with a cold face and no words.

The cold and angry face was deeply imprinted in the pupils of the silkworm. Such high cultivation, flower-like face, unruly, arrogant, all these combined made the silkworm feel admiration for it for the first time in a long time.

He lowered his eyes and murmured regretfully, "With a supreme cultivation and noble destiny, yet indulging in love, in the end—"

The silkworm made a final conclusion: "It is difficult to achieve great things."

*

The return journey was much quieter than the outward journey. After escaping a near-death experience and entering the Ice and Flame Mirror, their Dao hearts and souls were shaken. For a moment, the immortal boat was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

During the journey, Adu seemed to have an argument with the Buddhist disciples from the Brahma Temple.

It was more like a unilateral and rude attack from Adu than a dispute. The Buddhist disciple remained silent from beginning to end. After a while, the Lord took Adu away with a stern look, and this insignificant dispute came to an end.

While healing his wounds, Yao Ning recalled his fight with the silkworm.

She said to Lin Ran that the silkworm was not as powerful as it looked, otherwise why would it lie dormant for decades with its strength and never invade the human world?

But what she didn't say was that she felt something familiar in Jiangcan's mental method.

She felt a closeness to the silkworm.

Even though they are irreconcilable opponents.

That feeling came back. Before leaving for the Demon Realm, Shejiang had said that he smelled the same scent as her and the person behind the scenes.

He thought Yao Ning was the man behind the scenes and even took the opportunity to surrender.

Yao Ning originally thought it was just nonsense, but after her trip to the demon world, she felt a little confused.

Thinking of Snake Descent, Yao Ning's eyes moved.

She had to find an opportunity to give the little snake a good beating and teach him to shut up.

The immortal boat soon arrived at Xuanqing Sect, and it was late at night when Yao Ning and Shen Qian returned to Wendao Peak.

She was sulking alone and didn't want to pay any attention to Chen Qian. She slammed the door in front of him and quickly turned off the lights in the house.

Chen Qian had no choice but to go back to the study to rest alone.

Everything seemed to be back to the way it was before.

Chen Qian rested his hands on the pillow, looked at the bright moon on the treetops outside the window, and then pressed his heart.

This is what it feels like to be ignored by the person you love.

He had only been going through this for a month, but he already felt his heart was broken into pieces, as if a single look from Yao Ning could kill him without him even noticing.

How did Yao Ning cope with the years when he stood behind him?

I stared at the moonlight for a long time, feeling the pain from my heart spreading to every part of my body.

The moonlight fell into his clear eyes, illuminating the boundless loneliness in them.

“Serves you right.”

He murmured softly.

What would happen next? He had known that Shang Linran had set up a formation to ensure they would escape unscathed, but he followed his own selfish desires and took advantage of the moment of his near death to force Yao Ning to swear an oath.

She would hate him even more.

The corners of Shen Qian's mouth curled up into a sarcastic and cold arc.

"You deserve it," he repeated with self-loathing. "You asked for it. Why did you lie to her? Why did you push her? Why were you so impatient? Why did you do anything?"

He enumerated his crimes, but suddenly realized that he had no regrets in his heart.

Even if he did it all over again, his behavior would still be so despicable.

"No wonder she hates you." Chen Qian closed his eyes deeply, "She is clearly the moon in my heart, so why don't you respect her?"

If he respected her, he would have behaved appropriately, taken his time, and told her in the deep woods that we will not die, so there is no need to worry.

The night wind grew stronger, making the trees in the courtyard rustle.

With a creak, the door opened.

Chen Qian let the cold wind rushing into the room soak into his body until he heard footsteps.

With two "bangs", the doors and windows were closed by spiritual power, the room became dim, and a little residual light outlined a human figure.

Chen Qian turned his head and stared in amazement.

Yao Ning looked down at him, his eyes almost tinged with anger, "Brother, sleep well. It turns out I'm the only one tossing and turning."