Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Maybe I am her slave.
"Are you tired?"
Chen Qian turned his head and saw Yao Ning with a gentle expression and concerned eyes.
He was stunned for a moment before realizing that the two of them were sitting under a tree by the roadside. The midsummer wind shook the branches and leaves, and fine light and shadows fell on her face and body.
Shen Qian's mind went blank for a moment, as if he had forgotten something. He tried to think for a moment, but could not remember anything.
He simply gave up and smiled at Yao Ning, "I'm not tired."
Chen Qian stood up, took out the water bag from his luggage, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Yao Ning.
Yao Ning took a few sips, and Chen Qian took it in time and handed over a clean handkerchief.
Yao Ning's eyes fell on Shen Qian's face with a scrutinizing look.
Chen Qian seemed afraid to meet Yao Ning's gaze. He always felt that as long as their eyes met, he would involuntarily want to hold her hand, want to kiss her, want to...
Shen Qian's ears flushed slightly, but he became suspicious. He looked like he was afraid of insulting Yao Ning, but Yao Ning was obviously his -
It's obviously his—
A name was about to come out, but it was covered by layers of fog, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
Yao Ning was clearly his what? Chen Qian frowned, but he couldn't remember it.
He stood there in a daze with his head down. Yao Ning had already stood up, casually threw the used handkerchief into his arms, and walked past him towards the only horse.
Yao Ning's action clearly showed the arrogance of a superior, as if Chen Qian was a lowly servant.
However, Chen Qian did not feel humiliated when holding the handkerchief used by Yao Ning. Instead, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster.
He seemed to be restraining something, his eyes became dim, and he glanced at Yao Ning's back. Then he put the silk handkerchief to his nose, sniffed it lightly, and secretly put it into his sleeve.
He quickly trotted towards Yao Ning as if nothing had happened, helped her onto the horse, and naturally walked in front and held the reins.
Yao Ning didn't say where he was going. He remained silent tactfully and led the horse forward.
He felt light and happy in his heart, and even on the desolate road, he could smell the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Amid the clatter of horse hooves, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Chen Qian, wake up! This is an illusion!"
Chen Qian's heart trembled. Who was speaking to him?
He extended his spiritual sense, but saw no suspicious people within a few miles.
Could it be that this person's cultivation level is so high that I can't even detect it?
Chen Qian became alert and turned to look at Yao Ning on his horse.
Yao Ning raised her eyelids and glanced over. Seeing that she was normal, Chen Qian didn't want to disturb her rest, so he said quickly: "Nothing."
Yao Ning didn't say anything. He looked at him thoughtfully and then looked away.
Chen Qian frowned. This voice was unfamiliar, yet it seemed like he had heard it somewhere long ago.
Wake up? Illusion?
What's the meaning?
Chen Qian couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and became fully alert.
There was no more unusual situation on the road. Half an hour later, Chen Qian saw huge dark clouds in the distant sky.
Dark clouds swirled and gathered, the sky was dark, and thunder and lightning were hidden in it.
A thick and majestic demonic aura enveloped the earth.
"What is that?" Shen Qian blurted out.
"The demonic energy leaked from the Demon Lord." Yao Ning said, "Go there."
Although Chen Qian was worried, his body carried out Yao Ning's instructions first.
The Demon Lord Jiangcan has never offended the human world, so why would he attack now? Moreover...
What's more, before Shen Qian could think of anything, Yao Ning's voice came from behind him.
"This Demon Lord only ascended to power two years ago. It's said that he was betrayed by someone, his heart for Taoism collapsed, and he fell into the devil's way." Yao Ning's voice contained a hint of sarcasm. "In order to see that treacherous person, he is willing to disrupt the peace of the world and sacrifice hundreds of thousands of souls."
The Demon Lord who ascended to power just two years ago? Wasn't that the Silkworm? Chen Qian's mind was in a state of chaos, and he couldn't find any related memories.
But since Yao Ning said so, it must be true.
Chen Qian asked, "Do you know him?"
There was silence behind him, and Yao Ning did not answer.
Chen Qian turned around in confusion and happened to meet Yao Ning's gaze.
He shuddered all over and stood frozen in place.
He thought that if he looked into Yao Ning's eyes, he would be distracted.
However, at this moment, not a single romantic thought arose in his mind. Instead, he felt - fear.
It was a fear without reason.
How should I put it, the way Yao Ning looked at him was no different from the way he looked at other people.
In other words, in Yao Ning's eyes, he was no different from a passerby who passed by.
Chen Qian should have felt lost, dissatisfied, and sad, but before these emotions arose, they were strangled by the gaze that penetrated his skin and reached his soul.
Shen Qian hurriedly lowered his head to hide his panic.
He looked at his shaking hands, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.
He felt that what he was afraid of was not himself, or rather, what he was afraid of was not his soul.
What I fear is this body.
Before he could think clearly, Yao Ning's voice came over: "More than knowing each other, I actually have a past relationship with that Demon Lord."
Chen Qian clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh.
Yao Ning suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of me?"
Chen Qian raised his head, his eyes were flustered for a moment, then he lowered his eyelashes and said without thinking, "No."
How can one be afraid of the one he loves?
He couldn't let Yao Ning discover his fear.
Nor could she discover that she was jealous of a stranger because of a word he said.
Yao Ning seemed to be asking casually and didn't dwell on it any further.
Shen Qian led the horse and walked nonchalantly towards the place where dark clouds covered the sky.
"Are you going to save the people there?" Shen Qian asked.
"Yes and no," Yao Ning said, "You can save them temporarily, but not forever. Only by eradicating the root of the problem can the world achieve permanent peace."
When Shen Qian heard the words "cut the grass at its roots", he couldn't help but tremble.
"How are you going to get rid of the Demon Lord?"
Since he can become the lord of the demon world, his cultivation level must be very high. How can he take that person down in one fell swoop without getting Yao Ning hurt?
"As long as we can control the Demon Lord and make him retract all the leaked demonic energy into his body, we will be fine."
Chen Qian didn't expect it to be so easy. Compared to how Yao Ning controlled the Demon Lord, for some reason, another question made Chen Qian more eager to know the answer.
"It would be painful if the demonic energy leaked out and was forcibly controlled within the body, right?"
Chen Qian always felt that he seemed to have seen someone do this somewhere. Although the pain did not fall on him, it made him suffer a hundred times more than if he had experienced it personally.
Yao Ning glanced at him and replied casually, "It hurts so much that I want to die."
Chen Qian couldn't help but tremble again.
He looked at his trembling fingertips strangely, imagining himself in excruciating pain.
After a moment, his face was expressionless.
Then, for some unknown reason, he couldn't help but recall the pain inflicted on Yao Ning...
Shen Qian suddenly came back to his senses, stifled his thoughts, his face turned pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Come out quickly! You can't withstand the 'God' state!! I'll get the Rejuvenating Pill for you! Chen Qian, don't be obsessed! Don't be obsessed!!"
The previous voice sounded in his mind again, with a touch of anxiety and impatience, almost like a roar.
Chen Qian's mind was stunned by the shock, and for a long while only the four words "Don't be obsessed" echoed in his mind like the morning bell at dusk.
A soft voice came from behind: "Are you tired?"
Shen Qian came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "I'm not tired."
He continued to lead the horse forward, lowering his eyelids to hide the darkness in his eyes.
This time, Chen Qian did not try to find out where the voice came from, nor did he think about its meaning.
He had a feeling in his heart that told him not to listen to that voice, that told him... to continue to be obsessed.
“Boom!”
Branches of lightning tore through the sky, and thunder roared with deafening force.
Chen Qian looked at the pitch-black sky right in front of him. Crows were fleeing, calling in panic, and strong winds were blowing dead leaves straight up into the sky.
It contains a cold murderous intent and a majestic demonic aura.
He suddenly asked, "How are you going to control the Demon Lord?"
Yao Ning was silent for a moment, then said, "I've been worried about this for a long time, but I think I found a solution not long ago."
"What method?"
"I've found a vessel that's perfectly suited to him. As long as the vessel obeys and realizes who it is, it will surely attract the Demon Lord's soul to merge with it. Then, while his strength is weakened by the vessel, I'll be able to kill him."
Chen Qian felt a chill run down his spine, but he couldn't help but worry about Yao Ning: "As the Devil's vessel, will he really obey? And...why does he need to realize who he is?"
As they were talking, people from the area covered by dark clouds came out with their families. When they saw Yao Ning, everyone's face showed excitement, muttering something and kneeling on the ground in worship.
More and more people were kneeling around, and the calls from their mouths fell into Shen Qian's ears, but they drifted away like flying sand and he could not understand them.
Shen Qian wanted to hear clearly how these people addressed Yao Ning.
The world had lifted her up to great heights, and then plunged her into the mire.
They owed her recognition.
However, Chen Qian could neither hear nor see clearly the sounds of those people's lips opening and closing.
But soon, he discovered something else was wrong.
No one noticed him. Even though he was holding Yao Ning's horse and was right next to her, no one glanced at him.
It was as if he was the air around Yao Ning.
Chen Qian was not disappointed by this neglect, but was proud from the bottom of his heart because Yao Ning received the respect he deserved and was back in a high position.
But he felt that he shouldn't stand beside her and accept everyone's worship with her.
Chen Qian was at a loss for a moment, suddenly not knowing where he was or what his identity was.
By the way, he is from Yao Ning... He is...
Shen Qian's mind went blank.
who is he?
More and more refugees knelt down, like waves of wheat blown by the wind, and countless people of faith, submission and awe gathered towards Yao Ning.
Amidst such a huge momentum, Chen Qian had no time to think slowly. Almost subconsciously, he turned towards Yao Ning and knelt down respectfully like countless people behind him.
Maybe I am her slave.
Deep in thought.
After Yao Ning spoke, the kneeling mortals stood up one after another and continued to flee.
Yao Ning then answered Chen Qian's question.
"I think he will be obedient." Yao Ning looked at Chen Qian who stood up and said firmly, "As for realizing who he is..."
Yao Ning looked up at the area covered by dark clouds, with a gentle but firm murderous intent in his eyes.
"If another self appeared in this world, in order to prevent this world from collapsing, only one person should be left. And with his current level of madness, seeing another self from another world appear beside me, his first reaction would definitely not be to kill him, but -"
Yao Ning tapped the saddle with his slender fingers, looking like he was analyzing people's hearts clearly and logically, revealing a chilling coldness for no reason.
"I believe that person must have won my favor to stay with me. So, wouldn't it be wonderful to become him and become one with him?"
Chen Qian looked at Yao Ning, feeling an uncontrollable fear in his heart.
He didn't understand, but seemed to be vaguely aware of something.
Yao Ning was calculating the Demon Lord's true intentions without any care.
In her eyes, the Demon Lord's madness became a weapon to kill him.
Chen Qian took two steps back, his lips moving for a long time before he asked, "Another self... a container..."
His mind was in a mess and he barely managed to ask the most important question.
"Where did you find the container?"
Yao Ning looked at him quietly and smiled slowly, "It was fate. I was taking a nap on the side of the road when he suddenly appeared beside me. He has the same face as the Demon Lord."
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