(Regret, chasing husband, love rivals, redemption, slow burn, bloodshed) He is called Chi Musheng, an ordinary man who grew up to be slightly handsome and naturally fragrant.
Since coming to ...
Cheng Hui looked at Huan Du Luo Lan with some disbelief. This unruly princess actually listened to him today and obediently waited on the side.
However, when he saw Huan Du Luo Lan looking at his disciple with that lingering look in her eyes, he understood.
My disciple is truly charming. Not only did he make the third leader of Tushan make such a vow for him, but he also captured the heart of this unruly princess of the Southern Kingdom.
However, when romantic luck becomes too strong, it can turn into a romantic calamity, my disciple.
Thinking of this, Cheng Hui felt a little worried, but there was nothing he could do. He had already done all he could.
The rest is up to Sheng'er to handle, as long as she doesn't end up like him.
The sword energy around Chi Musheng slowly dissipated, and the golden light also disappeared. The moment he opened his eyes, several strands of white hair suddenly appeared at his temples.
He also seemed to have aged a bit, his youthful charm had disappeared, and he had gained a sense of maturity.
"Sheng'er, your hair..."
Cheng Hui noticed the abnormality immediately and rushed forward to check.
"It's nothing, Master, just some minor damage."
Chi Musheng comforted her.
Relying on the sword intent of the King's Power to unleash the Heaven and Earth Sword, the consumption was considerable. Before the sword was even swung, it had already consumed two years of his lifespan, but it also allowed him to discover a new way of cultivation.
You don't need magic power, just sword energy. The sword energy exists within the sword intent, and you control the intent with energy. In this way, as long as you don't unleash your full power, the damage to your lifespan will be greatly reduced.
"It's all Master's fault. I never thought I'd let Sheng'er down."
Cheng Hui touched Chi Musheng's gray hair with heartache, blaming it all on his useless master.
"It's alright, Master, I've turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise."
Chi Musheng shook his head slightly.
"Cough cough"
Just as the master and disciple were deeply moved, Huan Du Qingtian on the roof couldn't help but cough twice on purpose. This human brat, didn't he see that his daughter had been waiting for a long time? Doesn't he have any sense of propriety?
"Poison Emperor, Your Excellency"
The moment Chi Musheng looked at Huandu Qingtian, she also noticed Huandu Luolan waiting not far away.
His heart skipped a beat. He wasn't wearing a mask, so there was no doubt that Huan Du Luo Lan recognized him.
The other person's intense gaze left him momentarily speechless, because if he didn't want to see someone again, there would be nothing to say.
Their eyes met in silence. Cheng Hui and Huan Duqing looked left and right, unable to understand what the two were doing, exchanging glances.
"Long time no see, how have you been?"
Huan Du Luolan couldn't help but ask.
"fine"
Chi Musheng uttered two words stiffly.
Their conversation was stiff and uninteresting, carrying an indescribable silence, like old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time, yet full of estrangement.
"well"
Cheng Hui sighed inwardly. It was all a tragic fate. He knew that staying any longer was no longer appropriate, so he turned and went inside, leaving the outside space to the two of them.
After seeing Cheng Hui leave, and confirming that Chi Musheng would not harm his daughter, the Poison King also turned and left.
Let young people handle their own affairs. Every generation has its own unique story, which may be courageous or regretful.
Only Chi Musheng and Huan Duluolan remained in the courtyard.
"Can you walk with me for a bit?"
Huan Du Luolan took a few steps closer, suppressing the urge to hug the person in front of her, and asked.
When the person you've thought about for three years, whom you thought might be dead, stands alive and well in front of you again, your heart can no longer remain calm and will start pounding.
"good"
After a moment of silence, Chi Musheng uttered a single word.
Since we've met, there are some things that need to be discussed openly.
The two walked out of the courtyard and onto the moat. Several lotus lanterns were still lit on the water, left by some young couples.
"I never imagined we'd walk this path again. I still remember how you made a unique lotus lantern to make me happy."
As they talked, Huan Du Luolan slowly approached Chi Musheng. The two walked side by side, their arms seemingly about to touch.
"Yeah, I pricked my fingers several times while making that piece of junk you wanted."
Chi Musheng spoke calmly, seemingly no longer caring about the past.
I'm sorry.
Huan Du Luolan lowered her head. At that time, she only cared about being happy and never cared about other people's feelings. At that time, she only regarded Chi Musheng as a dog to keep her company.
You have to do whatever she gives you, you can't disobey her, and you have to do it, or she'll beat you up.
"It's not important anymore. It's all in the past, why bring it up again, Your Highness?"
Chi Musheng sat on the steps of the moat, stretched his palm out of the water, and gently stirred it twice.
What's the point of dwelling on those bad memories? Although Huan Du Luo Lan was the darkest year of his life, she also saved his life by buying him from the demon dealer. So they're even, and neither owes the other anything.
"It was necessary. My father taught me that if I did something wrong, I must learn to take responsibility."
Huan Du Luolan smiled and affirmed.
Seeing that Chi Musheng remained silent, she thought there was room for maneuver, and her tone carried a hint of insecurity.
"Can you forgive me? Just as a way to make amends."
"Sorry, I already have someone I like."
Chi Musheng no longer wanted to listen and immediately interrupted.
He didn't like Huan Du Luolan, and a decisive rejection was the best way; getting entangled with her would only make him a nuisance in the end.
Huan Du Luolan swallowed the word "opportunity," feeling a great discomfort in her throat.
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