Ming Beiya released his grip lightly, tossed the meteorite jade chain onto the ground, and turned to leave.
Ming Qiancheng, however, refused to budge an inch, a wicked smile on his face. "Ming Jinheng, don't forget, she's mine too!"
These words undoubtedly ignited Ming Beiya's anger. He raised his palm, accompanied by a gust of wind that transformed into a sharp blade, and with a "boom," attacked Ming Qiancheng.
Ming Qiancheng's cultivation level was almost the same as Ming Beiya's. He easily dodged Ming Beiya's attack with a simple sidestep. He continued to provoke, "No one can hurt her. You know her identity better than anyone else."
"But if it brings back some bad memories for her, those are things that neither you nor I can decide."
Almost every word Ming Qiancheng said struck at the heart of Ming Beiya’s deepest fears and the truths he was most unwilling to face!
His attacks grew increasingly fierce, while Ming Qiancheng's laughter became even more arrogant.
“Ming Jinheng, the Xuan Yun Continent is about to be unified. My summoning of divine beasts is just around the corner. When I inherit the throne of the Demon Emperor, you will only be able to look up to me!” Ming Qiancheng said, word by word, then paused suddenly. “Oh, and there’s Mo Shisheng. She will only belong to me!”
"boom!"
Ming Bei's eyes were filled with malice as he kicked Ming Qiancheng hard in the stomach with his long leg. "She will only be mine."
Ming Beiya used his speed and force in this kick, and Ming Qiancheng couldn't dodge it.
He bent over, and when he straightened up, he was accompanied by a sharp pain.
He casually wiped the blood from his lips, and watching Ming Beiya about to leave, he said softly, "You should think this through. Now that she has regained some of her memories, are you sure she wants to see you?"
These words successfully made Ming Beiya stop in his tracks.
Ming Qiancheng is right. Now that Mo Shisheng has most likely regained her memories, she definitely wouldn't want to see him.
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, his eyes were icy cold, and he turned and left.
This is a trap.
He and Mo Shisheng were both caught in a trap.
Ming Qiancheng and Shi Youmi were trying to stop him from rescuing Mo Shisheng, while at the same time, Feng Yi agreed to help Ming Qiancheng restore Mo Shisheng's memories, albeit only a part of them.
But it was enough for Mo Shisheng to be overwhelmed.
...
Mo Shisheng didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she was greeted by a magnificent golden light overhead.
She didn't move an inch, didn't even blink, and was so quiet it was as if she had vanished, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest with each breath...
The door was suddenly pushed open. Nan Chen would come over every day to see if Mo Shisheng had woken up. He thought that Mo Shisheng was still asleep when he opened the door this time.
But to his surprise, when he opened the door, he saw a girl lying on the bed with a pale face.
A soft bed is an extremely prestigious symbol of status, and layers of bed curtains of the finest quality hang down the sides of the bed.
As he walked in, the maid behind him tried to follow, but he raised his hand to stop her.
When Nan Chen sat down by the bed, the bed dented slightly.
It makes a slight sound.
But this was not enough to wake the girl on the bed.
She kept her gaze fixed on the top of her head, without turning her head at all.
Even Nan Chenlai couldn't bring her back to her senses.
Seeing Mo Shisheng in this state, Nan Chen raised his hand to support her head and chuckled, "Except when I saw you in Chushan, you were standing. The other two times, you were lying in bed. Mo Shisheng, you're really in a sorry state."
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