Lan Ying looked up at Shao Yue.
She nodded gently, a shy smile appearing on her lips.
As time went by, their master noticed their deep affection and decided to hold a wedding for them in Moyuan City.
Sparkling lights drifted down from the sky, and wispy mist rose from the ground.
In the distance, melodious celestial music drifted by, while colorful phoenixes danced in the sky and auspicious beasts galloped on the ground.
The clothes worn by Lan Ying and Shao Yue transformed into magnificent wedding attire under the influence of divine power.
The man in white robes waved his hand, creating a barrier that enveloped the entire wedding venue.
"Heaven and earth bear witness, today the two of us are united as husband and wife."
The man in white robes spoke solemnly.
Lan Ying and Shao Yue smiled at each other, joined hands to bow to heaven and earth, and made a vow.
The surrounding ethereal atmosphere added a touch of sacredness to the newlyweds.
However, happy times are always fleeting.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and the master told Lan Ying that Mogancheng was in crisis.
Upon hearing this, Lan Ying's face turned pale instantly.
She bit her lip, a hint of pain and struggle flashing in her eyes.
Finally, she took a deep breath and said firmly, "I have to go back."
Upon hearing this, Shao Yue felt extremely reluctant.
He held Lan Ying's hand tightly, his voice choked with emotion: "I'll go with you."
Lan Ying shook her head, tears welling in her eyes: "No, you can't go. Your identity will bring trouble to Mogan City. I must face all of this alone."
Shao Yue wanted to say something, but Lan Ying gently pressed her finger to his lips.
She fought back tears and forced a smile: "This is my responsibility, please understand."
And so, Lan Ying resolutely left Mo Yuan City, parting ways with Shao Yue. Her heart was bleeding, yet she had no choice but to painfully sever ties.
The scene suddenly shifts, and Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan find themselves in another setting.
They saw Lan Ying return to Mogan City, only to find that the army of Youyan City had already besieged the city.
The city lord of Centipede City threatened Lan Ying's father with a ferocious expression: "If you go to your death alone, the people of Mogan City may still have a glimmer of hope."
Upon hearing this, Lan Ying's father did not hesitate to commit suicide.
When Lan Ying arrived, she only had time to see her father fall to the ground.
Overwhelmed with grief, she roared, and her immortal power erupted instantly.
The world changed color as a terrifying divine power swept across the entire battlefield.
The million-strong army of Centipede City was like grass before this force, turning into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Amidst the bloodshed and carnage, Lan Ying, like a vengeful goddess, carved a bloody path and marched straight towards Centipede City.
"From now on, there will be no more Centipede City!" Lan Ying said coldly, her eyes flashing with sharp killing intent.
At this moment, Lan Ying understood that she and Shao Yue were destined to go down different paths.
A bitter feeling welled up in her heart, but even more so, she felt a determination for the future.
Time flies, and Lan Ying ascended to the position of Lord of Mogan City.
Her fame spread far and wide, and many small towns came to her seeking refuge.
Under her rule, Mogancheng ushered in an unprecedented period of prosperity.
Lan Ying stood atop the city tower, overlooking the bustling city.
Just then, a sharp and maniacal laugh suddenly echoed through the realm of resentment.
That laughter contained endless pain and resentment.
"Hahahaha!" The woman's laughter grew louder and louder as it approached.
Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan instantly became alert, their bodies involuntarily tensing up.
Xiao Feng's eyes sharpened as he quickly scanned his surroundings.
Zhao Yuwei clenched her fists instinctively, her expression grave.
Sima Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind racing as he analyzed the situation.
“That voice…” Xiao Feng said in a low voice, “It should be Lan Ying, the master of the Resentful Realm.”
Zhao Yuwei nodded gently, a hint of sympathy flashing in her eyes: "Her laughter was full of pain; she must have been unable to extricate herself from the resentment she felt for the past all these years."
Sima Yan said in a deep voice, "We need to be careful. Her emotions are very unstable right now."
Xiao Feng took a deep breath, stepped forward, and raised his voice, saying, "Miss Lan, we have already seen the truth of what happened back then in this realm of resentment. We understand your pain, but perhaps it's time to let go of these obsessions."
The laughter stopped abruptly, and an eerie silence filled the air.
A moment later, Lan Ying's voice rang out softly: "Let go? Do you think you understand everything just by seeing those things?"
Xiao Feng continued to persuade her, "Miss Lan, we know that Shao Yue didn't mean to wrong you. He was kidnapped and his memories were altered, which led to your wedding night..."
"Swords drawn?" Lan Ying sneered. "That night, I watched him draw his sword and point it at me. There was no tenderness in his eyes, only icy killing intent. Do you know that feeling?"
Xiao Feng was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuwei said softly, "Miss Lan, perhaps what you can't let go of now isn't the truth of what happened back then, but the lingering feelings in your heart. You... don't you really want to see Shao Yue again?"
Lan Ying was silent for a moment, her voice trembling slightly: "See him? Ha, I wish I could tear him to pieces! But... but why does my heart still ache whenever I think of him?"
"Because of the intertwining of love and hate, it is difficult to let go."
Zhao Yuwei said softly, "Miss Lan, perhaps what you need is a resolution, an opportunity to talk everything out face to face."
Sima Yan said thoughtfully, "If she could see her lover from back then, would that obsession disappear on its own?"
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up: "That's possible! Miss Lan, if we can help you find Shao Yue, would you be willing to try letting go of the past?"
Xiao Feng took a step forward, straightened his back, and looked intently in the direction from which Lan Ying's voice came from the void.
“Miss Lan, I swear on my Dao heart that I will definitely help you find Shao Yue and make him give you an explanation for what happened back then.”
As he said this, Xiao Feng gently placed his right hand on his chest, as if to show his determination.
However, Lan Ying's voice was still full of suspicion and sarcasm: "Ha, men's words are deceitful. How could I possibly believe you?"
Although his tone was sarcastic, a careful listener could detect a hint of wavering beneath the surface.
Deep down, Lan Ying may still harbor a glimmer of hope, yearning for the truth to come to light and for her to resolve her inner conflict.
Just then, Zhao Yuwei suddenly stepped forward and said firmly, "I am willing to stay here and let the two of them go find Shao Yue."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng immediately objected: "How can you stay here as a hostage?"
His eyes were full of worry, after all, letting Zhao Yuwei stay was far too dangerous.
Zhao Yuwei gently shook her head, a gentle smile appearing on her face.
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