Chapter 90

Leng Huai's poison flared up again, and she noticed that each time it did, he was in even more pain.

This time, he fainted without warning right next to her bed.

She thought it was because Leng Huai had taken her to practice at the Illusionary Spirit Abyss too late the night before.

It wasn't until Leng Huai's lips turned black that she realized the poison had taken effect.

Mo Xiaoxin then transformed into a laborer to bring Leng Huai into the underground pool, where the Xuan Snake continued to help Leng Huai remove the toxins.

“Xuan She, the poison in my body was gone after being cleared several times, but why is Leng Huai’s poison still there? And why is the reaction getting worse?” Mo Xiaoxin asked.

Xuan She shook his head: "This is also a question that has been puzzling me. Logically speaking, with my help, he should have been completely cured long ago, but every time the poison flares up, I find more poison in his body than the last time."

Seeing Leng Huai in pain in the black pool, Mo Xiaoxin felt as if her own body was starting to react.

After Leng Huai had recovered, Mo Xiaoxin brought him back to the house.

Once Leng Huai felt better, Mo Xiaoxin asked the question that had been bothering her. However, just as she had guessed, even Leng Huai himself wasn't quite sure what was going on, so Mo Xiaoxin had no choice but to give up.

Mo Xiaoxin thought for a moment and then asked, "How much do you know about the mysterious person?"

Who is this person who even a powerful demon like the Northern Demon King has to obey?

Leng Huai knew that Mo Xiaoxin was eager for revenge, so he didn't hide it from her: "The mysterious person may be related to my birth mother."

Mo Xiaoxin's eyes widened. Leng Huai's mother?

In all this time, he seems to have never mentioned his family.

"My birth mother was a demon god. Many years ago, the ancient demon god fought a great war with the divine realm and disappeared without a trace."

Mo Xiaoxin has delivered another heavy blow. Could it be that the person who fought against her mother was Leng Huai's mother?

As everyone knows, the demon god is the one who killed her mother.

Now their offspring have actually gotten married!

How could something so absurd happen to her?

Mo Xiaoxin cursed inwardly, "What kind of lousy plot is this?!"

Seeing the complex and astonished expression on Mo Xiaoxin's face, Leng Huai said with difficulty, "I know that if I tell you, you will definitely have some reservations and think that I am deliberately preventing you from taking revenge. But the Demon God's power is strong, and I don't want you to get hurt."

Mo Xiaoxin noticed that his expression was filled with resentment when his mother was mentioned.

"Don't you have a good relationship with your mother?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxin wasn't angry, but instead showed concern for him, Leng Huai slowly said, "I've never seen her since I was little, let alone had a mother-son relationship with her. But for so many years, a voice inside me has been troubling me. Whenever I recall the past, it keeps telling me that I deserved it, that everyone would leave me, that I was a scourge. I didn't believe it, and we argued. Then it said I was just a stinking child abandoned by my mother. That was the first time I learned I had a mother, but then it told me that my mother was the infamous demon goddess, a wicked and ruthless woman. I both longed to find her and blamed her for cruelly abandoning me..."

Leng Huai became increasingly distressed as he spoke, and his voice gradually choked with emotion.

Mo Xiaoxin had never seen Leng Huai so emotional. She had always thought he was a cold, heartless person, but she never expected him to be so fragile inside.

It seems that Leng Huai's strange temper over the years has been influenced by this sound.

Leng Huai: "The voice inside me told me that my mother wasn't dead, that she was alive and waiting for me to find her. I had indeed been searching for her, but without any news, until I discovered that there was a mysterious person behind the Northern Demon King. I could feel that the voice didn't want me to have an easy time, and sure enough, one day the voice told me that the mysterious person was my mother, that my mother was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes. I didn't believe it, and I swore I would find my mother and confront her face to face!"

Speaking of this, Mo Xiaoxin suddenly remembered something: "The black mist on your body once led me into your body, perhaps that voice is related to the black mist."

"Black mist?" Leng Huai murmured.

Mo Xiaoxin shrank back, feeling a chill run down her spine as she recalled Leng Huai's terrifying appearance when she mentioned the black mist. She figured Leng Huai probably didn't want to talk to her about his mother back then.

Leng Huai glanced at Mo Xiaoxin: "What are you afraid of?"

Mo Xiaoxin glared at him: "When I asked you about the black mist before, you said you would kill me."

Leng Huai frowned: "Did I say that?"

Mo Xiaoxin nodded frantically.

Leng Huai said nonchalantly, "I forgot."

Fortunately, she never dared to bring it up again, because it turned out that she had long forgotten about him.

Mo Xiaoxin then recounted her encounter with the black mist in detail.

Leng Huai: "It's a good thing you didn't rip those three threads. They were my knot in my heart. If you had ripped them, I would have died."

Mo Xiaoxin was startled and patted her chest in lingering fear: "I always thought this black mist was very strange, it kept urging me on, it really does have ill intentions."

Leng Huai: "This black mist might be a demon sent by my mother to disturb my inner peace..."

Mo Xiaoxin could feel the pain in Leng Huai's voice when he said those words. This hateful demon god was so cruel to his own child.

Mo Xiaoxin stroked her chin: "It seems the black mist deliberately led me in, letting me see things from your childhood. Since your mother isn't dead, then go find her."

Leng Huai was somewhat surprised by her reaction. He had thought that Mo Xiaoxin would hate him to the core because he was the child of the demon god: "Aren't you angry?"

“What do I have to be angry about? Everyone is just guessing that my mother was killed by your mother, but no one saw it with their own eyes. Speaking of which, I also want to ask her face to face what really happened back then. But it’s not the right time yet. My fire magic is about to reach its peak, so I have to wait until I succeed before I act.”

Leng Huai glanced around to make sure no one was there before saying, "The Northern Demon King may attack the Demon Realm at any time, but it doesn't matter. My Demon Realm's soldiers have been training, and I plan to train a strong squad soon."

Mo Xiaoxin lowered her voice: "This is a military secret, and we must never let outsiders know about it."

Every time the poisoning flared up after that, Mo Xiaoxin would stay by Leng Huai's side and help him get through it.

Leng Huai often had intimate moments with her, but he would also occasionally lose his temper and kill Mo Xiaoxin.

The saying "couples quarrel in bed and make up in bed" should be reversed.

Mo Xiaoxin found that her task was going very smoothly.

The smoothness of it made her wonder if Leng Huai was a pervert.

perhaps……

She had a suspicion in her mind.

Leng Huai knew she was on a mission.

Suddenly, one day, a system notification sounded:

[Congratulations, host, you are about to complete the mission. 1 attempt remaining.]

Mo Xiaoxin was stunned, watching the number change from 999 to 1. Had it really happened so fast without her noticing?

It's been almost a year since she came into this world.

It's almost successful now?

While Mo Xiaoxin was overjoyed, she didn't forget her revenge mission and needed to hurry up and complete it.

Mo Xiaoxin's joy lasted only a few seconds before she heard someone outside suddenly shout, "The Northern Demon King is leading 100,000 troops to attack the Demon Realm!"

Mo Xiaoxin was startled. According to the news brought by the scouts, the Northern Demon King was still a month away from attacking. Why was he attacking so soon?

And why did it have to happen at the time when Leng Huai was in seclusion cultivating?

Could it be...?

With a heavy heart, Mo Xiaoxin opened the door and stepped outside the main hall, only to find the soldiers, who had lost their leader, in complete chaos.

She shouted, "All warriors of the Demon Realm, heed my command! Quickly follow me to the city gate to defend the Demon Realm!"

Someone below voiced a question: "The Demon Lord is in seclusion, can the Demon Queen manage?"

"Yes, and besides, she doesn't have a military tally."

Mo Xiaoxin calmly took out the military tally from his sleeve: "The military tally is here. All soldiers, listen to my command!"

The soldiers saw the military tally as if they were seeing the Demon Lord himself, and they all knelt down in unison.

"As the Demon Queen, it is my duty to step forward in the most dangerous moment. I, Mo Qiuxin, will definitely bring everyone back!"

Mo Xiaoxin gripped the Ice Shard Sword tightly. Just now, she felt the ice-type magic power within her body erupt again, and the spiritual energy meandered up from her fingertips and flowed into the Ice Shard Sword.

She looked down at the monsters attacking fiercely below the city walls, who were digging their bone claws into the molten bricks.

Her gaze settled on Ye Kongliang below her, who was also staring at her intently, his ambitious face dazzling in the sunlight.

Beside Ye Kongliang was Ye Zikun, who was glaring fiercely at her, his expression suggesting he wanted to tear her to pieces.

Her eyes then shifted to someone behind Ye Zikun.

Her pupils contracted, and she murmured, "How could it be him..."

"fire!"

As Mo Xiaoxin roared hoarsely, the nine obsidian turrets trembled simultaneously.

Mo Xiaoxin lightly touched the ground with her toes as she slid down the city wall, and the Ice Shard Sword emitted a dazzling white light, instantly transforming into thousands of ice spikes that flew towards the monsters.

"Be careful, Demon Queen!" An old general's halberd blocked the sneak attack from behind, but half of his armor was sliced ​​off by the demon's poisonous claws.

Mo Xiaoxin seized the opportunity to leap up, and plunged the icy sword deep into the demon's skull. Hot demon blood sprayed onto her face, but she showed no expression and no fear in her eyes.

Ye Kongliang had been observing from a distance, his expression calm and composed. He transmitted his voice to Mo Xiaoxin's ear from afar: "You are also a demon, why do you oppose me?"

The culprit is so shameless as to come right up to her and even taunt her about why she's going against him. Doesn't he have any self-awareness?

"The deaths of my parents and brothers, and the destruction of the entire Southern Demon Realm, are all your doing! If I don't oppose you, who will I oppose?"

She gazed at Ye Kongliang amidst the distant demon army, her voice filled with resolve and ruthlessness: "Today, I will send you all to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoxin's spiritual energy surged, and in the summer of June, snow began to fall from the sky.

Ye Kongliang gave a cold laugh, as if he didn't know her identity: "So you're the princess who was lost in the Southern Demon Realm. That was truly my oversight."

Mo Xiaoxin scoffed. Who in the world doesn't know that the Demon Realm married her?

Ye Kongliang turned his head to the side, his neck cracking, his eyes as sharp as a leopard's, staring at Mo Xiaoxin as if he were a prey waiting to be caught.

The next second, those eyes turned a ghostly green, and in the blink of an eye, the person transformed into a leopard with a jet-black coat and fur that gleamed with a dark gold sheen.

The black panther pounced on Mo Xiaoxin like a ghost, its speed astonishing, and the strong wind it generated made the surrounding grass and trees rustle.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his hands, sharp claws gleaming coldly, aimed straight for Mo Xiaoxin's throat.

No one saw how the leopard got to Mo Xiaoxin; they only saw a dark blur fly past them. They couldn't help but feel a chill for Mo Xiaoxin.

Just as the claw was about to slash at Mo Xiaoxin's neck, the ice-sharp sword that Mo Xiaoxin was holding in front of her emitted bursts of water mist, and then the water mist suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

The black panther was suddenly sucked into something powerful.

Ye Kongliang disappeared suddenly, in just a second.

No one knew what had happened.

Ye Zikun stared dumbfounded in the direction where Ye Kongliang had disappeared.

"This... how is this possible?" Ye Zikun had never seen such magic before. His father was a powerful demon king, how could he be defeated so easily? What exactly was this woman?

The monsters murmured amongst themselves, having lost their leader and unsure whether to continue fighting. They all looked at Ye Zikun.

How could Ye Zikun give up so easily? Even if his father is gone, the next position will still be his, and he must take on this heavy responsibility! Although he is the Third Prince, he is actually his father's only son. The others are either dead or sickly, which is why he is so fearless.

He seemed to have suddenly grown up and matured. The childish and spoiled expression on his face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a ruthless expression, which was somewhat similar to Ye Kongliang's.

"What exactly did you do to my father?" Ye Zikun stared at the woman who had repeatedly made fun of him like a monkey.

Mo Xiaoxin shrugged: "I just put him into a virtual space where he can live a happy and wonderful forest life. After all, he's a leopard, and leopards should return to the primeval forest, shouldn't they?"

He stared intently at the sword in Mo Xiaoxin's hand. His father had just vanished from this sword; his father must have entered it. He had to take the sword away!

Mo Xiaoxin saw through Ye Zikun's thoughts and gave a cold laugh.

Before Ye Zikun could even make a move, several ice needles pierced his body, causing him to fall straight to the ground, lifeless.

Mo Xiaoxin looked at the corpse on the ground.

A flash of cold light, and Ye Zikun's hand was chopped off.