Chapter 94 094 I'll lend you my eyes, remember me.

At that time, inside Xue Mingzi's lair.

He was soaking in a healing hot spring.

You Li stood on the shore, coldly staring at the person in the pool: "Didn't you say that as long as we joined forces, we would be guaranteed success this time? But you couldn't even defeat a mere flower cultivator! I wonder how you're going to explain this to Lord Rakshasa!"

Xue Mingzi slightly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "You took the Soul Strengthening Pill from the master, saying you would definitely help him bring back Dongfang Chen's inner core, but what happened? Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about how you will explain to the master! If this continues, you will probably be Dongfang Chen's defeated opponent for the rest of your life!"

You Li stared at the person in the pool with his bloodshot eyes, clenching his hands angrily. If he hadn't expended so much energy today, he would have definitely taught this Blood Demon Child a lesson!

The Demon Emperor's Palace.

Feng Qingyu had roughly understood the conversation between Jiang Yan and that Xiao Mei.

Once their health is raised to 80%, the contract can be successfully broken, and she will return to her original world.

He suddenly remembered their first meeting at the Hehuan Sect, when she said she wanted to go home, that she only wanted to go home.

Her goal has never changed...

If this is what she desires, then he can grant her wish.

Feng Qingyu knocked on the door and entered the room, dismissing those who were an eyesore.

Lin Yun had planned to hide quietly in a corner to prevent this old devil from doing anything outrageous again, but before he could find a hiding place, Feng Qingyu noticed him.

With a flick of his finger, the old demon easily tossed him out of the window...

Inside the room, Jiang Yan had half-removed her clothes and was sitting with her back to Feng Qingyu, propping herself up on her elbows.

Strangely enough, Feng Qingyu's method of treating wounds was remarkably similar to that of Gongsun Jin.

The intense demonic aura emanating from him was remarkably similar to the faint, ethereal aura that had previously clung to Gongsun Jin. After applying the medicine to her wounds, he even used his spiritual power to help heal them.

Jiang Yan asked Xiao Mei in her mind, "Don't you think that the Demon Emperor and the Little Immortal Lord have been acting a little strange lately?"

Xiao Mei flipped through the pages of the book, absentmindedly asking, "What's strange about it?"

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "The little immortal lord before was neither an immortal nor a demon, but now he seems like a proper little immortal lord... However, his personality has suddenly become aloof, while Feng Qingyu's personality is somewhat similar to before..."

At this point, a thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Yan's mind.

She was slightly surprised, but quickly smiled knowingly: "I see!"

Xiao Mei asked in confusion, "Host, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly: "It's nothing."

No wonder she always felt that Feng Qingyu was somewhat familiar to her; now she knew!

Soon, Feng Qingyu's calm voice came from behind: "It's done."

Jiang Yan quickly put on her clothes, turned to look at him and said, "Thank you, Demon Emperor."

Feng Qingyu raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Does Miss Jiang always thank people like this?"

Jiang Yan smiled slightly: "Then why don't I also help the Demon Emperor apply some medicine?"

"good."

Jiang Yan: "..."

She was just being polite, but he really didn't hold back.

Fine, I'll see this through to the end!

With a flick of her fingertips, Feng Qingyu conjured up all her cumbersome clothes, leaving her with only a pair of white underpants.

Jiang Yan's gaze suddenly met his well-defined muscles, and her heart skipped a beat.

What's going on? My heart starts pounding whenever I face that old monster Feng Qingyu.

Could he have really used some kind of sorcery to bewitch him?!

Seeing that she seemed a little lost in thought, Feng Qingyu couldn't help but smile slightly. "Miss Jiang, would you like to try the feel of it again? I don't mind."

Jiang Yan took a deep breath and shook her head, "No, it's not that bad!"

Honestly, what kind of person do they take her for... Although she is indeed not a good person, it really doesn't have to be that bad!

She went behind him and reached out to treat his wound.

The candlelight flickered, casting a faint shadow on his scarred back. Jiang Yan couldn't help but recall how he had selflessly shielded her during the critical moment.

Something is quietly stirring within me.

She gently traced the wounds with her fingertips, frowned, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Qingyu was taken aback. The concern in her tone was both strange and familiar. It had been many years since anyone had asked him such a question.

Those people only care whether he's okay or not; they never care whether he's in pain or not.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to stop, he suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrist.

The heat from his palm startled Jiang Yan.

She looked at his blurry face with suspicion: "Did I hurt you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled away by a force.

Jiang Yan's eyes widened suddenly: "You!"

Feng Qingyu finally restrained the urge to pull the person into his arms, his dark and deep eyes fixed on the face so close to his.

She said softly, "Do you think there are other worlds beyond the Three Realms?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Yan realized she had misspoke after she finished speaking.

Feng Qingyu chuckled and said, "As expected."

"So...as expected? Could it be that you, too, are from beyond the Three Realms?!"

Jiang Yan was startled by her own thought, but she quickly calmed down and realized it probably wouldn't happen.

Then Feng Qingyu continued, "I recently had a dream where people from beyond the Three Realms entered this world. She said..."

He paused deliberately.

Jiang Yan frowned and asked, "What did you say?!"

"Everything here, the mortal world, the love and hate, is nothing but a reflection in the water, a flower in a mirror. The memories we cherish, the passionate emotions, are nothing but a dream to her. If Miss Jiang were her, would she feel the same way?"

“I…” Jiang Yan stared at him blankly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

I feel like the person in front of me is acting a bit strange today.

He added, "This world is real, the experiences are real, you and I are real, and the emotional bonds we have formed are real. Even if she really returns to the original world, it won't change what has already happened."

For a moment, Jiang Yan wondered if Feng Qingyu had guessed something and that was why he said those words on purpose today.

It was only after his questioning today that she realized that no matter what world she was in, she was always herself.

Wherever she ends up, everything she is going through now is indelible.

"Feng Qingyu, actually I..."

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Yan wanted to tell him that she was the outsider.

“I know you have an eye condition,” he suddenly interrupted her. “You can’t accurately distinguish people with similar builds. In your eyes, we are different, yet the same.”

"Um."

This wasn't really a difficult thing to talk about; since he had discovered it, she no longer hid it from him.

"I……"

Before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his cheek. Realizing what he was about to do, her fingertips trembled, and she instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

But he held her tightly, his fingertips brushing over her forehead, brow bone, corner of her eye, then the bridge of her nose, corner of her lips, and chin.

"Can you feel it? I'm different from them."

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, not waiting for her to answer.

Then he raised his hand and a white light flashed. "I'll lend you my eyes. Make sure you remember the difference between me and them, okay?"

Even though he was destined to be just a passerby in her eyes, he still hoped he would be the most special one.

Once greed arises in one's heart, it is like a wildfire meeting the wind, and it is difficult to suppress.

Jiang Yan's vision cleared instantly, and the blurry face in front of her became crystal clear.