Chapter 205:
Ruan Chongyue was extremely flustered, while Jing Wu was currently lost in a dream.
She felt as if she were in a chaotic world, surrounded by darkness.
Jingwu couldn't see any light and tried to use magic to ignite a small flame for illumination, but found that he couldn't use any magic at all.
Where exactly is this place? I can't use magic, so if I encounter danger, won't I be in grave danger?
Just as she was in a state of utter confusion, a light suddenly came from not far away, followed by a gentle male voice.
"This tree is about to die, why are you still pouring spiritual energy into it?"
Hearing the voice, Jingwu looked in the direction and saw a familiar face, his eyes widening slightly.
A man who looked exactly like Yue Huai was dressed in blue, wearing a jade crown. His delicate face was beaming, and his eyes were fixed on the woman beside him.
Jingwu followed the gaze and was even more surprised when he saw the woman.
She wore an exquisitely crafted blue dress, her hair was styled in a bun, and loosely adorned with a phoenix hairpin.
His face was aloof, and his eyes were sharp.
Why does this person look so much like me?
Apart from being a little taller and having slightly more refined features, they are exactly the same.
Jingwu was deeply shocked and was about to ask the woman in front of him about her identity when he heard her speak coldly.
"It catches my eye."
The boy smiled and smiled as he heard her words, as if he knew she would say that, and didn't say anything more.
He moved closer to her, smiling as he changed the subject: "Awu, come with me to Lengyue Temple. I'm a sorcerer with no master, and it's very difficult for me to make a living on my own. If you come with me to Lengyue Temple, we can become fellow disciples."
Hearing this, the woman gave him a half-smile, but did not object, and simply responded softly.
Then he turned and left.
Once the boy realized she had agreed, he quickly chased after her and chattered incessantly in front of her.
As Jingwu watched their departing figures, a strange emotion inexplicably welled up in his heart.
How come these two people look exactly like her and Yue Huai?
However, his personality is completely opposite to hers.
Was that woman also named Awu? From their conversation just now, were they talking about going to Lengyue Temple?
Jingwu suddenly remembered that the two mystical masters who slew the evil god were also disciples of Lengyue Temple.
One is Hades Yue Huai, and the other...
Suddenly, the image of the two fans that the guardian beast had given to him and Yue Huai flashed into Jing Wu's mind.
An idea popped into her mind...
While she was lost in thought, she only felt her body being suddenly lifted high, and a tremendous force drilling into the soles of her feet from the ground.
Jingwu looked outside and saw that the scenery outside had changed dramatically. Spring, summer, autumn and winter alternated, and in a flash it was winter.
The winter sky was dark and gloomy, and it was snowing heavily when voices could be heard from not far away.
Jingwu followed the sound and saw Yue Huai, a woman who looked very much like himself.
This time, they wore the exact same clothes, very similar to those of the disciples of Shuangcheng Temple, and equally ugly.
"Awu, are we really going? The evil god is not something two outer disciples like us can handle. Those elders and inner disciples are clearly targeting us; they just want us to go and die..."
Yue Huai became increasingly angry as he spoke, his face turning bright red.
The woman chuckled softly, patted his shoulder, and gently comforted him: "But if the evil god doesn't die, the people will suffer. As the King of the Underworld, you should make this trip."
Upon hearing this, Yue Huai's expression froze instantly, and he looked at her in disbelief: "When did you...?"
“I knew it the first time I met you.” The woman had a faint smile on her face, and a hint of love flashed in her eyes as she looked at the young man in front of her. “I am a sorcerer with thousands of years of experience. I am not so blind as to not recognize that you are the King of the Underworld.”
Yue Huai stared blankly at the person in front of him. He thought that the person in front of him did not know his identity, and she did not expose his identity either. They had been playing together for a thousand years in this muddle.
He forced a smile, but suddenly found himself unable to manage it.
Yue Huai felt quite helpless and agreed with her statement.
Now, an evil god has been born, and the people are dying or being injured. Countless wronged souls have been devoured by the evil god.
As the King of the Underworld, he certainly couldn't sit idly by.
Seeing his sullen expression, the woman gently patted his shoulder: "Alright, don't be sad. When we get back, I'll promise you something."
"Really?" Yue Huai's eyes lit up instantly as he looked at the person in front of him and asked.
The woman nodded: "Really."
You can't go back on your word!
A hint of a smile appeared in the woman's very pale eyes: "I won't go back on my word."
Upon hearing this reply, Yue Huai was overjoyed and began to plan his requests upon his return.
The woman walked up to Jingwu, a hint of pity flashing across her face.
"It's been a thousand years, and you've only grown this little. It seems I won't live to see you become a god."
Jingwu looked at her face, which was so close to his, and frowned slightly. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he saw the person in front of him take out a piece of divine jade and place it in front of him.
"Let this divine jade help you cultivate."
As soon as she finished speaking, the divine jade entered her body, spreading its gentle power throughout her entire being.
Jingwu immediately felt a warmth spread through her body. She looked up at the person in front of her and caught a glimpse of a tear at the corner of her eye.
She frowned. Did she also know that she would never return?
Jingwu watched their figures grow smaller and smaller until they disappeared from sight.
Before long, she noticed the fluctuation in the aura.
Jingwu was in a state of panic, and before she knew it, her face was covered in tears.
She didn't know where this sorrowful cry came from; all she knew was that in that instant, her heart suddenly ached terribly.
Jingwu was raising his hand to touch his heart when the scene before him changed again.
She stood on the grass, looking at the ancient tree she had seen in the underworld, which transformed into human form and hurriedly ran off in one direction.
Jingwu hurriedly followed her, only to see her run to a mountain. She knelt on the bare ground, sensing the last trace of their breaths, and instantly hugged the two wine jugs and wept bitterly.
Just as she was crying, a male voice came from behind her.
"The evil god is dead? That's wonderful! Our Cold Moon Temple has done a great service, hahahahaha."
Jingwu frowned deeply upon hearing the voice. What did this have to do with them? It was clearly Yue Huai and Awu who did it!
Just as she was about to speak up to stop her, she saw Wan Yao stand up.
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