Me, a Demon, You Want Me to Learn Demon Hunting?

A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.

With his half-demon heritage, he carve...

Chapter 263 One Hundred Gifts

It was the sword spirit of the sword in his hand that actually contained a trace of the remnant soul of Fengling's mother.

A beam of blue light shot towards the wind chime.

At this moment, the Wind Chime Body's demonic energy erupted, its form changed, and the Night Fiend hidden within its body also awakened.

But I almost died as soon as I woke up!

The collision of energies within Fengling's body nearly caused the Night Fiend within her to be completely destroyed.

Thanks to Fengling's bloodline and Night Fiend's seventh-level strength, they were able to barely suppress the constantly colliding energy.

For a fleeting moment, he wanted to run away, but he couldn't.

One's soul can only be torn apart by the collision of these two energies.

It has never hurt so much before!

What exactly is going on?!

Someone, please save me!

At this moment, golden light and black energy around Fengling's body, like two swimming dragons, rapidly coiled around him.

Like a chaotic vortex, it frantically absorbed the spiritual energy and demonic energy between heaven and earth.

"Ahhh—"

Both he and Night Fury were instinctively screaming due to the dual tearing of their bodies and souls.

The dual-channel sound reverberated through the sky, creating a truly terrifying noise.

Everyone watched in shock.

What's this?

Just as he screamed, the sword spirit from the Wind Chime Sword struck Wind Chime between the eyebrows.

A beam of blue light enveloped the wind chime.

That energy felt as comforting as a winter blanket, enveloping him tightly.

It seemed to absorb all the intense pain in his soul.

"Child? Darling..."

Suddenly he heard a voice that was unfamiliar yet strangely familiar.

It was a woman's voice, pleasant and warm.

Wind Chime slowly opened her eyes. Those eyes, with their golden outer rings and scarlet pupils, symbolized demonic eyes!

He saw a figure.

A woman with a ponytail, tall and slender, with stunningly beautiful features.

Her figure was like Yaohua in the tomb ruins.

It is translucent and emits a faint bluish light, and it seems that it would dissipate if a gust of wind blew by.

It was the first time Fengling had met her, yet she felt an instant connection with her.

She had a large pregnant belly, stroking it with one hand, and a kind and beautiful smile on her face.

She looked at the wind chimes with tenderness.

!!

Feng Ling's gaze froze.

This is his mother...

She had delicate and somewhat cute features, and looked very young, creating a striking contrast between her face and her large pregnant belly.

A memory suddenly appeared in my mind.

Memories that didn't belong to him.

At the same time, her voice was whispering in his ear.

"Mom may not be able to be there for you as you grow up."

"I can't give you a gift in person for your birthday... so this is the only way."

As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, and Fengling saw tears streaming down her face.

Tears fell, landing in the air, but it seemed as if they were falling into water.

The world before me rippled gently.

The world before my eyes became increasingly blurry, and then increasingly clear.

The scene shifts, and we find ourselves at Forbidden Love Peak.

The Forbidden Love Peak in that picture doesn't look like the bald mountain it is now.

Back then, it was a lush green mountain, with trees that were verdant and vibrant.

She was standing under a tree, her belly protruding.

Touching her belly, her eyes filled with tenderness, she whispered:

Here's your first birthday present! Happy birthday!

The scene then shifts to under another tree:

"Happy two-year-old birthday, sweetheart! Don't get the wrong present, it's right here!"

She buried those gifts on the same day, the night before the great battle.

"My Lingling is finally an adult! Happy birthday!"

She shouted happily.

But as soon as she finished speaking, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

He quickly wiped it off and forced a smile again.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... Birthdays should be happy... You have to be happy."

The scene then shifted repeatedly, showing her with tears in her eyes, repeatedly saying "Happy Birthday."

I said it a hundred times, and buried a hundred birthday gifts.

A hundred heartfelt wishes were buried in one night.

She had actually guessed her fate long ago.

So before that, he returned to the Ruo family and sealed his memories within the sword spirit.

I'll give all of this to the wind chimes when the lockdown is lifted.

The tear stains on her face never dried during that time.

After all, what parent doesn't want to personally accompany their child as they grow up?

Besides these, there are other memories in my mind.

These are all about her happy life every day after she became pregnant.

She took the wind chimes to many places around the world and recorded a lot.

There is no pain in my memory, only happiness.

She wanted to leave him only with happiness.

But in the end, she couldn't help but cry:

"I'm sorry...child, I really want to hug you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fengling saw the illusory image in front of her slowly walking towards her. Trembling, she reached out her hand, wanting to touch it.

mom...

He couldn't help but shout in his heart...

But the moment it was touched, it vanished into thin air.

It vanished like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind.

Back to reality, in reality, it only takes a moment.

The wind chime, held aloft, grasped nothing.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and two streams of hot tears spilled from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

If possible, which child wouldn't want to grow up with their parents by their side?

Suddenly, he thought of his childhood, of his classmates and parents holding hands and laughing after school.

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