Hairpin?

Geng Qi was startled, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the uneven crown on his head.

His head feels much heavier than usual today; no wonder he keeps having headaches!

The man suddenly had the idea to tie up his hair and gave him this crown. What was this? A farewell gift before parting?

Thinking of the shocked expression on that person's face before leaving Yandan Gate, how soft lips simply pressed against his, and later the blood that he bit out with resentment, what was he thinking at that time?

Did you want to embarrass him in front of everyone, vent your resentment, or demonstrate the unusual nature of your relationship?

Perhaps none of that is true; he simply wanted to do it that way.

He unconsciously bit his lip, took off the hairpin, his hair ornament was still in place, and the white jade hairpin lay in his palm. The hollowed-out hairpin end was not like an ordinary carving. The head and tail connected together looked like a spatial magic array. There were also small patterns on the hairpin body. Under the heavy seal, the light on the hairpin end flickered.

Geng Qi suddenly placed the jade hairpin on the table, imagining it as Rong Yu's face, and slapped it down.

Qinghan: "..."

With a crisp yet dull sound, the hairpin shattered.

Geng Qi raised his hand, and the hollowed-out hairpin end had already been reduced to a pile of fragments. Beneath his palm, a golden halo slowly appeared in mid-air.

The two of them stared at the halo of light. Without the dazzling golden light, it now looked like a cloud of mist, hazy and indistinct.

After observing for a while, Qinghan said, "Young Master, this seems to be... the core of the formation."

He had seen the array's core up close when he found it. Although it was shrouded in mist, the aura emanating from it was easily recognizable. It was a small mass, yet it possessed immense oppressive power.

Geng Qi stared intently at him: "I know."

Qinghan hesitated: "Why are you here?"

"……have no idea."

Geng Qi frowned slightly. How could he not know?

The hairpin that the man put on him by hand contained a "fragment of a sacred object" that several major sects coveted, and he has been wearing it on his head ever since!

He knew that Rong Yu must have had his reasons for leading him to reveal his identity, making people mistakenly believe that the fragments of the sacred artifact had reached the Demon Realm, thus temporarily ensuring the safety of the Tianzhi Sect. Having already taken the blame for so many things, he didn't care about one more. As long as the male protagonist knew the truth, he didn't care about anyone else.

But now the item has truly fallen into the hands of the demon realm.

Is it a fake?

Qing Han probably had the same idea as him. He was about to touch it with his finger when suddenly the ball of light shone brightly. When his fingertip touched it, it violently bounced him away and then flew to Geng Qi's front.

"..."

He suddenly remembered the shockwave from the rebounding spiritual energy when Qing Han forcibly broke the formation, and guessed that this must be true.

Fake stuff doesn't have such a big temper.

"Scorpion."

He called out, and the scorpion that was perched on Qing Han's shoulder transformed into human form and climbed onto Qing Han's back.

Geng Qi asked, "Have you ever seen a real sacred object?"

Jie Beiying smiled slightly, pursing her lips: "Never seen it before."

"Then how do you know the sacred object exists?"

"Someone has seen it."

"who?"

"elf."

"..."

Geng Qi subconsciously looked at Qing Han, who was also confused. The "Wang" that Jie Beiying mentioned was the one who died on Kaopan Mountain a hundred years ago. Logically speaking, the original owner should have seen him, but he had just hatched at that time and did not remember anything.

Jie Beiying said, "When Leng Ningshuang found you, you were placed in a cave. She learned from the dying people that the sacred object had been shattered, so she only brought you back."

When Leng Ningshuang was mentioned, Geng Qi was stunned. He suddenly remembered that there was still someone left in the Demon Palace. He had been out for so long, why hadn't that person sent anyone to look for him and bring him back? It seemed too abnormal.

He started touching the bracelet on his wrist again, but his wrist was bare. He looked down and asked, "Where's my storage bracelet?"

Qinghan asked, "Which one?"

Geng Qi: "..."

The broken one was probably still on someone else's wrist, and the good one was returned to its rightful owner, so it should also be in that person's hands.

The bracelet is gone, and so is the food.

Geng Qi frowned immediately.

Seeing that he seemed frozen in place, Qinghan tentatively asked, "Young Master, what shall we do next..."

He was worried that the man would have to go back to get the bracelet back!

Geng Qi remained silent for a long while, then suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go back to the Gate of Hell."

He raised his finger and flicked it, the purple flames enveloping the golden ball of light. Just as he was about to find something to put it on, his wrist was suddenly empty, and the hairpin had shattered. He instinctively rolled his hand on the table and picked up the broken jade hairpin: "Go fix the hairpin."

Qinghan: "..."

After everyone left the room, Qinghan asked blankly, "Is he alright?"

"It should be fine."

"But he..."

Qinghan hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

Aside from the two days he stayed in Gefeng Town, he was with Geng Qi almost every day. He always saw the Demon Lord and Rong Yu together, but he didn't see that the two were very close. When he saw the two kissing, he was really surprised.

Or it wasn't even a kiss, but a bite, so bad that the person's lips were bleeding.

Although he didn't know why the Demon Lord did that, since he had taken it to heart, he just left like that, which didn't seem like he was alright at all!

Hearing his unfinished words, Xie Beiying smiled slightly behind him and said, "Well, maybe he doesn't even know that himself."

Qinghan blinked in confusion and was pushed out.

On Mount Pipi, a group of survivors gathered together, recalling their ordeal outside Chengyun Pavilion, and everyone was filled with lingering fear.

"Is that really the Demon Lord? Isn't he sleeping in the Demon Realm?"

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