Ming Huashang might not understand Li Qingyi's actions, but he knew that she did it out of guilt.
Although she loved the demon god, she knew even better what the outcome would be if the gods lost this war.
She didn't know that the person she deeply loved was a demon god, the most evil being in the world.
She felt responsible for the situation that had arisen; if she hadn't rescued the demon god, perhaps there wouldn't have been the subsequent war, and those deaths wouldn't have occurred.
She was a medical genius, deeply compassionate, yet she fell in love with a source of trouble, which was perhaps the hardest thing for her to accept.
She had tried to change him, hoping to get the best result, but things didn't go as planned. She had no idea what kind of being the Demon God really was.
Demons are born to destroy this world.
Therefore, her initial choice was actually born of desperation; otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to jump into the Netherworld when she had already achieved victory.
Even though the Demon God was very affectionate, in Di Moyu's eyes, he was not pitiful, but only hateful.
Therefore, even though they now know that Li Qingyi is still alive and living in the place closest to him, Di Moyu and the others have never thought of telling him.
This tragedy must not be repeated.
The root of everything is Ming Huashang. As long as he can disappear completely, Jiuyou will also disappear, and then Li Qingyi can truly return.
"There's no need to worry about this between Ah Jue and me."
After a brief silence, Di Moyu uttered these words in a calm tone.
Seemingly to provoke Ming Huashang, Di Moyu unusually uttered a long sentence, and his words were filled with a strong sense of boasting.
"hiss…"
Upon hearing this, Yanlefo, who was chanting sutras nearby, bit his tongue, almost mispronouncing the mantra.
As expected, Di Moyu is really a closet pervert. He looks so serious, but he's incredibly witty when it comes to provoking people.
Men are all the same; they can remain calm about anything, but when it comes to their spouses, they cannot tolerate the slightest violation.
"Emperor Moyu!"
Although this approach was naive, it was very effective in dealing with the extremely sensitive Ming Huashang, instantly enraging him so much that he wanted to rush forward and beat up Di Moyu.
However, his opponent was Jun Feijue, and he was afraid of hurting her, so he never dared to go all out, which made him feel timid and hesitant.
He had already regretted it when he saw her die in front of him back then. For tens of thousands of years, he had only lived in regret and pain. Now that he had finally found her, how could he bear to hurt her even a little bit?
"Aren't you going to make a move yet? What's so great about that woman?"
Just then, that chilling voice resurfaced in Ming Huashang's mind, "If you hesitate any longer, do you want to lose this war?"
Whether she is good or bad is none of your business.
Upon hearing his inner thoughts, Ming Huashang immediately refuted them without hesitation.
"We are one, sharing life and death, how can we be unrelated?"
The voice in his heart was like a curse, subtly interfering with Ming Huashang's thoughts: "You don't want to hurt her, you're still protecting her now, but have you forgotten how she treated you back then? That woman was ungrateful, disregarded your deep affection, and didn't deserve your love at all."
"Shut up, I will never hurt her no matter what."
Ming Huashang's heart wavered, but he still fiercely suppressed the turbulent emotions within him.
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