Chapter 70: Eternal City After saying this...

After saying this, Qingluan fell into a long silence.

She couldn't help but chuckle.

So this is what I wanted.

Love leaves, hatred meets, and desire cannot be achieved......

Even though he has become an immortal, Qingluan still cannot escape the sufferings of a mortal.

Perhaps from the beginning to the end, she was not a person who was very suitable for cultivating immortals.

I am so lucky to be chosen...

Qingluan has always known that, in terms of talent alone, she is not a very good cultivator.

Her talent is not very high, she only has the fire element as her spiritual root, and her comprehension is not very good either.

She should be satisfied.

After all, no one would be as good to her as the city lord.

But Qingluan was still unwilling.

She knew that she had always been a greedy person.

When she was still a mortal, she would ask for survival, for food and clothing, but apart from that, she was still asking for love, for a unique position in the hearts of the people she cared about.

But she couldn't get it. Even in the eyes of her biological parents, she was an insignificant existence.

It made no difference to them whether she lived or died.

She is not important.

She just needs to work.

She was just an object in that home.

Finally, her biological parents sold her like a piece of furniture so that her younger brother could have a bite of meat.

Qingluan actually has very vague memories of the time when she was still a mortal.

But she remembered that she didn't seem to be as painful as she is now.

After all, for a person who is hungry, cold, and barely able to survive, this kind of involuntary pain from the heart is not something she could notice at that time.

But when she became an immortal and obtained everything she had never dared to imagine, the black hole in her heart became even bigger.

The city lord said that Qingluan didn't look like her daughter.

Qingluan is indeed not like that.

The city lord had never deceived her on this point.

But Qingluan is still not herself.

She didn't know who she was, but she had some vague guesses.

Perhaps I am the city lord. It is what the city lord hopes for, that I become a monk when I am unable to remember the pain of being a mortal.

The city lord chose her among so many girls because they are similar...

The city lord was very kind to Qingluan. She never told Qingluan anything. She treated Qingluan like a little bird and raised her like a pet.

She doesn't love Qingluan.

No, she is in love.

But Qingluan wants more.

This kind of love is not enough.

What Qingluan wants is unique love.

She wanted to be irreplaceable.

Qingluan has invested too much emotion in the city lord. Her love, her hatred, everything about her is affected by the city lord.

She is the city lord's Qingluan and also her Xiaoque.

As the master, the city lord didn't need to do anything. He just looked at her with a smile and called her Qingluan.

Qingluan knew that she could be replaced by the city lord.

Qingluan may not be her.

Without her, there would be other girls, other Qingluan.

But to Qingluan, the city lord is unique and one-of-a-kind.

She was her only mother, but she was not her only daughter.

Although the city lord does not seem to have a second daughter.

But the relationship between them will always be unequal.

And this kind of inequality has been tearing Qingluan's heart apart for hundreds of years.

.......

Qingluan smiled, her eyes became gentle and soft, she sincerely envied the young man in front of her, envied the relationship between him and his master that could be called equal.

That kind of feeling is very gentle and does not carry much pain.

If possible, Qingluan did not want to attach such heavy feelings to the city lord.

This will only make her miserable.

But if the inner demon could be defeated so easily, then it would not be called the inner demon.

The white-haired boy seemed to be aware of Qingluan's emotions. He didn't say anything, but turned into a puppy and jumped into Qingluan's arms.

The puppy's hair is fluffy and soft and feels very comfortable to touch.

The puppy's body is short and round, which looks very cute.

puppy.......

This is indeed a cute puppy that makes her heart soften unconsciously.

But Qingluan still hardened her heart and pretended to be cold and said: "I don't like dogs, I hate all animals."

Of course, this is fake.

At least now, she still likes this puppy very much...

"But I think it will be better if you hold me." Mo Beixing said sincerely: "If you don't like it, I can leave."

Qingluan didn't say that she liked dogs, but she didn't put Mo Beixing down either. Instead, she continued to tell her story: "After you left, the city lord told me everything. She told me everything that had caused me pain, worry, and even mental illness over the past few hundred years."

Qingluan's arms around him tightened unconsciously.

She feels very uncomfortable.

Mo Beixing licked her fingers, silently comforting her.

Although the reason why Qingluan developed an inner demon seemed hypocritical to some people, Mo Beixing could feel it and understand her.

Since this is just an insignificant matter, what do the entanglement and pain I have experienced over the years matter?

Qingluan's voice continued: "I was sad, but I wasn't angry. Although I suffered for many years because of this... I was still very happy at that time, very, very happy... I always felt that it was a good start. Even though the city lord might not live for too long, even though we didn't have much time... but at least we still had time."

"But then she was going to die."

There was silence between the two again.

Mo Beixing raised his head, looked at her with a pair of wet eyes, and woofed softly.

The sound of "Woof" seemed to awaken Qingluan's consciousness.

"You can touch me if you feel uncomfortable." The puppy's voice was full of sincerity.

Qingluan wanted to say that she didn't want to touch the puppy at all.

But she still didn't say anything, just raised her hand and stroked the soft hair.

Soft, warm fur.

The touch was so good, so good that Qingluan couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

A tear slid down Qingluan's eyes and dripped onto the back of her hand.

At that moment, she finally took off her mask of smile and asked with a sob: "But I am in so much pain! She didn't tell me anything! She didn't say anything! Why! Why! She just told me everything, why is she going to die!"

Qingluan's voice became louder and louder, and finally, she broke down and cried: "She was going to die, but I didn't know it. I was like a fool, as if I had never been close to her, as if I was an unimportant person."

Mo Beixing felt Qingluan's pain, and at that moment, he seemed to understand Qingluan's actions.

Qingluan really hated the city lord.

But she also loves the city lord.

But the best revenge she could take was her own life.

This is Qingluan’s inner demon.

What about the city lord?

Qingluan was not an insignificant person to her.

But that's all.

"I am the same as her. I only practiced Taoism but not my mind." Qingluan's voice was very light, with a hint of sarcasm: "There are always people who are entangled by inner demons, but I am the same as her. I was devoured by it."

"But you still have a chance." Mo Beixing looked at Qingluan and said firmly: "You still have a chance, don't you?"

Qingluan stopped talking.

Yes, she still has a chance.

Although her inner demons troubled her, they were not unbeatable.

She could also prick the wound, squeeze out the pus, and let her wound heal.

After all, she has just reached the Nascent Soul stage.

But can she do it?

Can she endure that kind of pain?

Qingluan didn't know.

Mo Beixing looked at the confused Qingluan and couldn't help but sigh softly.

He is powerful, but he can't do everything.

All he could do was to hug and touch Qingluan and listen to her story.

But soon, Mo Beixing adjusted his mood again.

He is not the kind of dog who would dwell on or be sad for too long about something that he is destined not to accomplish.

Except for the matter of that bastard Xu Fu!

So, Mo Beixing jumped lightly from Qingluan's arms and turned back into a young boy.

"Let's go. You may still have a little time to say goodbye to the city lord."

"Um."

Qingluan wiped away her tears and nodded gently.

The black mist quickly engulfed everything.

But the three people in the center of the storm did not panic much, they just stood there quietly.

At the moment when this mountain and this small village were completely swallowed up, the three of them returned to Qingyang City.

Standing in front of them was the city lord who had regained his sanity.

Her hair was tied up again and her face became gentle and kind, as if nothing had happened.

But everyone knew that the city lord didn't have much time left.

Although her inner demons were sealed temporarily, before that, she chose to fill everything she had into Qingyang City and make herself a part of the city.

And this process is irreversible.

Qingluan turned her head to the side and covered her cheeks with her messy hair to prevent people from seeing her slightly red nose and eyes.

Even the usually lively Mo Beixing felt a little depressed.

Among the few people, only Fu Xuzhi looked as if it had nothing to do with him.

But the city lord didn't seem to care about the other two's reactions. She just smiled and looked at Mo Beixing with gentle eyes: "My dear Mo, thank you for saving Qingyang City. It is really difficult for me to repay such a great favor."

Mo Beixing shook his head: "This is a small matter. If the city lord wants to thank me, please find me some delicious food."

May as well

Hearing Mo Beixing's answer, the city lord couldn't help but laugh.

This really is a puppy.

But as Mo Beixing was her savior, she would naturally agree to all the conditions proposed by him.

So, the city lord summoned a storage bag and placed it solemnly in Mo Beixing's hand: "I heard that you like beautiful clothes and elixirs. I have saved up a lot of gorgeous cloth and precious elixirs over the years. I will give them to you as a thank you gift. How about it?"

Mo Beixing took the storage bag and opened it on the spot. He saw that it was filled with treasures and elixirs.

The young man sniffed intoxicatedly, smelling the aroma of the elixir, and a smile appeared on his face: "Hehe, it's just a small matter, the city lord is too polite."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, happily grabbed a handful of pills, put them in his palm and started eating them.

After solving Mo Beixing's problem, the city lord turned and looked at Qingluan.

For the first time, Qingluan lowered her head and avoided her sight.

"Qingluan, what I leave you is this city." She said gently, "You are my heir."

If it were before today, Qingluan would be very happy that she had been recognized by the city lord.

If it was before her conversation with Mo Beixing, even though she was sad, Qingluan would still choose to stay in the city and inherit the city from the city lord.

She has always longed to be closer to the city lord and become a special person to him.

But now, Qingluan shook her head gently: "I don't want to...at least not now, City Lord."

This was the first time that the city lord was disobeyed by Qingluan.

She pursed her lips, suppressed her emotions and asked, "Why? Qingluan."

Qingluan raised her head and looked at the city lord.

They are so similar, and therefore, they are also troubled by inner demons.

Qingluan once never even thought about resisting her own inner demons.

It's meaningless. To her, it's all meaningless...

Her world was too small, so small that it only contained the city lord.

But the puppy just now told her that she had a chance.

Yes, she is only in the Nascent Soul stage.

For a cultivator, her life has just begun.

So, she said to the city lord gently but firmly: "City lord, I don't want to take over Qingyang City, at least not now."

“I want to go somewhere else.”

The smile on the city lord's face disappeared.

She is indeed a very selfish person.

During this long period of time, she deliberately kept Qingluan by her side.

Qingluan guessed many reasons, even wondering if she was projecting her feelings for her daughter onto her.

But in the end, Qingluan understood.

The city lord was so kind and gentle to Qingluan, as if he was being nice to himself.

But her methods were not rude or violent. On the contrary, she was so gentle that Qingluan didn't know who to hate in the end.

The city lord understood that it was time to let go.

I have no chance, but Qingluan is different.

She is still young and has a long time to go.

"good."

Qingluan looked up in surprise, only to see the city lord smiling again.

A gentle smile, just like any other time.

"Go and see the outside world, Qingluan. It doesn't matter. You can be gone for a very long time. Qingyang City will stay here. It will always stay here waiting for you."

Qingluan didn't say anything, but just nodded slowly.

And at that moment, the city lord's body completely turned into points of light, until finally, it was completely integrated into the city.

She refined herself as if she were refining a magic weapon, allowing her soul, body, and cultivation to all merge into the city, allowing herself to become the city.

The city is there, and she is there.

Cheng Wu, she was scared to death.

But she will never, ever, ever be a mortal again in her life.

This is her choice and her only choice.

After a moment of silence, Mo Beixing raised his head and released his spiritual sense, letting it wander through every corner of the city.

The city of Qingyang is still bustling with activity.

To them, it was just an ordinary night.

Everything is just like usual.

No one knows that the city lord has been integrated into this city forever...