Chapter 63 Another system is talking to the two of them...
As the two were talking, the sky gradually darkened.
The eyesight of immortal cultivators is so strong that they can see normally even in the dark.
Because of this, it was not until the first light shone along the alley and onto Mo Beixing's shoes that he realized it was no longer early in the world.
This also means that all his plans have to be postponed.
Mo Beixing was not planning to stay in Qingyang City for long. If it weren't for the bastard Fu Xuzhi, he would have already strolled around the market, eaten all the food he wanted, and then continued to move westward to find his two junior brothers and sisters who were traveling outside.
"Asshole, pervert!" Mo Beixing couldn't help but turn his head, stretched out his hand and twisted Fu Xuzhi's arm a few times: "Hate, hate, hate! The owner of the barbecue stall must have gone home by now. I have to wait until tomorrow to eat the roasted pork leg!"
Fu Xuzhi let the puppy princess vent her temper and offered his own suggestion: "Why don't we stay in Qingyang City for one more night? It is said that there will be lanterns by the Qingyang River later."
"No, I've seen a lot of lanterns, they're boring." Mo Beixing was not interested in this: "Anything else?"
"It's not a festival today, so I guess there's nothing else to do." Fu Xuzhi coaxed helplessly, "How about you go and take a look first? If the lanterns are not pretty, I'll let you do whatever you want, how about that?"
"Humph, you were always at my disposal." Mo Beixing turned his head away proudly, but still followed Fu Xuzhi obediently: "Forget it, forget it, I'll go take a look first, humph."
“Okay, okay…”
When Mo Beixing stepped out of the alley, he happened to see the lights on in Qingyang City.
The pale yellow lights started from the left side of the road, lighting up one by one to the right like jumping rabbits, making the originally dim street as bright as day. The cultivators always did business casually and did not distinguish between day and night. Therefore, the shops selling magic weapons and elixirs seemed to be even more lively than during the day.
But Qingyang City is not only a city for cultivators, it is also a city for mortals.
Mortals do not have the eyesight of immortal cultivators and also need sleep and rest.
Although the streets were still brightly lit, the daytime vendors packed up their goods on their stalls and pushed their carts to the warehouse in an orderly manner. Then they stretched themselves, shook off their fatigue, chatted and laughed with their companions, and disappeared into the crowd.
It was probably dinner time for the family next to Mo Beixing. The pungent smoke along with the aroma of food penetrated into his nose, making him want to cough, but he couldn't help but smell the aroma of food in the air.
This family probably loves spicy food, as the smoke is filled with the aroma of chili peppers.
Mo Beixing twitched his nose and couldn't help but comment in his heart.
He and Fu Xuzhi blended into the crowd.
The boy closed his eyes and listened silently to the sounds around him.
The noise of children, the sound of pedestrians chatting, the sound of spatulas colliding with iron pans when frying food, the crackling sound of burning firewood...
This is a completely different world from Qingyuan Sect.
This is an extremely beautiful and happy moment.
But amidst the lights and laughter of thousands of homes, Mo Beixing keenly sensed that something was wrong.
He raised his head, looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows.
At this moment, a black aura was faintly emerging above the magnificent building.
Obviously, something happened to the city lord.
And...it's definitely not a small matter.
Mo Beixing thought of the old lady he saw in the City Lord's Mansion.
She didn't seem to be in a very good condition, being troubled by inner demons, but she was also in good spirits, and the inner demons were completely under her control.
But now......
What did she see in such a short time?
Mo Beixing fell into deep thought.
He seemed to vaguely feel something extremely disgusting.
That kind of thing made him want to bite everything to pieces.
Fu Xuzhi patted his shoulder gently, and before Mo Beixing got angry, he retreated back to the allowed area, and asked with a smile: "Beixing, did you find it too?"
"Yeah." Mo Beixing nodded: "It seems to be her inner demon..."
Fu Xuzhi laughed and said, "This should be something very interesting. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Mo Beixing's face suddenly turned dark.
He looked at Fu Xuzhi expressionlessly, with a warning in his eyes: "This is an inner demon, Fu Xuzhi, this is not something fun!"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Fu Xuzhi slid down to his knees and asked again, "Don't you want to help her?"
"I can't do it." Mo Beixing's voice became lower, with a bit of pain: "This is her inner demon, I can't help her..."
Mo Beixing likes the city lord very much.
At least to him, the city lord was a very kind and gentle old lady.
She was nice to him, too.
She now faced an almost unsolvable problem, but she could do nothing to help her.
Seeing Mo Beixing in pain, Fu Xuzhi's heart suddenly ached.
He was unable to understand the pain of others, and would even use the city lord's inner demons as a variable to please Mo Beixing.
But Mo Beixing will be sad...
He began to hate his mouth and wished he could cut off his tongue.
Sorry for talking nonsense!
The two fell into silence.
In the end, it was Fu Xuzhi who spoke first cautiously: "Let's go eat something. The world is big, but eating is the most important thing!"
"Okay." Mo Beixing nodded and put the matter aside for the time being.
This was not something he could solve, so Mo Beixing was not going to spend too much time on it.
He just sent a message to Ling Fuyao, which can be regarded as his best efforts in this matter.
Mo Beixing looked up at the annoying guy in front of him, and he was no longer so resistant to him: "Okay, but stay away from me! Stay away! Okay!"
"When can I get close to you?"
"It depends on your performance!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."
"You should have listened to me! After all, you were pursuing me! I usually don't give people the chance to pursue me!"
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The other side
After the few people left, the study returned to its former silence, with only Qingluan and the city lord left.
Qingluan stood quietly behind the city lord, but didn't know what to say.
Much of the city had been delivered into her hands.
The remaining part can only be handed over to her after the city lord dies.
But when she thought that the city lord might die, Qingluan's heart felt as if it was stuffed with a ball of cotton, making her feel uncomfortable.
Her lips trembled and she looked at the city lord helplessly.
At that moment, she seemed to have become the little girl who was abandoned by her parents and had no one to rely on.
"City Lord..."
Qingluan has been staying by the city lord's side since she was six years old, ever since she was first held by those warm hands.
The mayor taught her to practice, refined magic weapons for her, found elixirs and secret techniques for her, and taught her how to handle affairs in the city.
Even before she got the city, she had always been the one who carried out the punishments.
Even if they were biological mother and daughter, they probably wouldn't be as close as she and the city lord.
But Qingluan is not the city lord's adopted daughter, nor is she her disciple, or even her subordinate.
It seems like she has always been just Qingluan.
"City Lord..." Qingluan mustered up the courage to speak again: "That...that child is very cute."
"It's indeed cute." The city lord replied nonchalantly.
"Does he look like your daughter, City Lord?" For the first time in so many years, Qing Luan asked the question she had always wanted to ask in an extremely covert way: "City Lord, your daughter is also very cute, right?"
The city lord laughed softly.
There seemed to be some helplessness hidden in that smile.
"Qingluan, this is the question you want to ask."
"If the city lord doesn't want to..."
"No, I do." The city lord sighed, "I do have a daughter when I was still a mortal. But Qingluan, although you are not my daughter, you are more important to me than anyone else."
"City Lord?" Qingluan looked up in surprise, and was so excited that she spoke incoherently: "This... this..."
"I'm sorry, Qingluan, I don't know how to take care of a child. I'm sorry, if I... maybe you would be happier."
Qing Luan shook her head in panic: "No, City Lord! I am already very happy! Really! City Lord, you are very good to me, really very good!"
The two fell into silence again.
After a while, the city lord laughed and said, "Qingluan, I don't have a child named Qingluan. This name belongs only to you."
Qingluan's face instantly turned red after being hit on by the city lord. She stammered, "I...I...I'm sorry, city lord. I was just imagining things."
Qingluan did doubt her own name, and also doubted the reason why the city lord was so good to her.
Because when the city lord called her name, his eyes always became particularly gentle.
But today, the city lord explained to her the origin of this name for the first time.
"The blue phoenix is a divine bird that symbolizes happiness and joy in my hometown." The city lord narrowed his eyes, as if he was lost in some gentle memories: "Many, many years ago, when I could no longer remember whether I was an immortal or a mortal, I saw a blue bird land on my shoulder."
"Qingluan, the first time I saw you, I thought of the little bird that landed on my shoulder. So cute, so adorable... just like you."
After a long silence, Qing Luan asked softly: "City Lord, why did you choose me?"
"It's a coincidence." The city lord's voice was very relaxed: "I wanted a little girl at that time, and you just happened to appear."
"Is that why?"
“Hahahaha, I do want to tell you some legendary stories, but this is really the only story I can tell you.”
"Yeah." Qingluan nodded, her eyes slightly drooping, not knowing what to say.
Silence fell between them again.
There was a long silence.
Qingluan seems very happy.
Perhaps I should have told Qingluan these things earlier, so as to avoid making her sad and upset for so long.
But the city lord admitted that he was still more like a mortal.
For example, only when she was about to die could she say the words that she should have told her closest people.
"Qingluan, please go out first. I want to take a rest." The city lord said in a gentle voice.
"Okay." Before leaving, Qingluan suddenly turned around and gave the city a somewhat shy smile: "City Lord... I really should smile more."
"Well, very beautiful." The city lord stretched out his hand and tidied her hair a little.
Qingluan left.
Her back seemed to be full of joy.
The city lord never recognized Qingluan as his daughter.
Because she didn't like her daughter.
To be precise, the city lord has never liked his own children.
To her, children are her mission, her mission, and a task that she must complete from the moment she is born.
But she didn't like her mission.
She was not without happiness during her mortal life. She had a puppy, she had seen a beautiful flower in bloom, and a bird had built a nest under the eaves of her house...
The city lord closed his eyes.
At this moment, she heard a voice ringing in her ear: ".......Counterattack......System, bind host......completed......Insufficient energy! Insufficient energy!"
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