Mo Zihuang, you are so cruel, so cruel!
He watched helplessly as the small lakeside building that he had carefully decorated for her in the past was devoured by the fire bit by bit in front of him.
And this woman not only did not feel heartbroken, she was even laughing. Haha, she was still laughing.
Cang Yu had never felt that he had been such a failure. For her, he had spent almost twenty years loving and pleasing her, but what did he get in return for such humble love?
It's despair!
It is the most indescribable despair in Cang Yu’s growth process!
A woman's heart is as hard as the sea. Even if she is a block of ice, he can melt her in twenty years. But what is Mo Zihuang's heart made of? How can she be so hard-hearted?
He was so unwilling!
But what's the use of being unwilling? The moment Long Yi appeared, he had already realized that he was finished.
Looking up and gazing intently, Cang Yu faced the two people who he found most ironic in his life.
The man is handsome and the woman is pretty. Haha, the irony is that he actually feels that they are so harmonious and well-matched when standing together?
Mo Zihuang was not in a hurry to leave, but looked down at Cang Yu coldly.
"I've said it before, you and I are people from two completely different lines. It's you who refused to give up that caused today's tragedy. How much you love me, how much I hate you, so even if Long Yi didn't exist, I wouldn't be able to be with you. It's because of your selfishness and your tyranny that I'm the cold and indifferent person I am today. Cang Yu, since you're Mo Yin's biological father, I'll spare your life. We'll never see each other again in this life!"
After saying this, Mo Zihuang turned and left, not even bothering to look at him any more.
Cang Yu looked at her back with pity, and spoke to the dark shadow not far away without raising his head.
"Long Yi, I lost, I lost miserably, I lost in a pitiful way, right? Haha, I never thought that the Demon Realm Cangyu, who once dominated the three continents, would have such a tragic end. Tell me, what's the point of living? Why don't you just kill me?"
Long Yi looked at him expressionlessly, without any unnecessary words, and directly expressed his meaning with practical actions.
As he left, four beams of black light simultaneously headed towards Cangyu's four acupuncture points, followed by Cangyu's unique scream of pain...
Cang Yu was ruined. He was the dignified Lord of the Demon Realm, but just like that, Long Yi destroyed decades of cultivation with one move.
Even if Cang Yu starts from scratch in the future, he is destined to look up at them, and there will never be a possibility of sharing the same shawl with them again.
If Cang Yu thought that this was the end, he was wrong, because Long Yi's hatred for him directly led to him changing the protective shield of the Demon Realm before leaving. Unless someone surpasses Long Yi in the future, the Demon Realm will be sealed in its own golden shield for life and will not be able to get out.
By the time he knew it, the protective shield had already been activated and there was no possibility of changing it. In despair, Cang Yu knelt on the burnt-out building in the middle of the lake and spat out a mouthful of blood without warning. Immediately afterwards, the ruler of the Demon Realm fell into a coma due to the blood and qi attack on his heart.
As for whether he could be as lucky as Long Yi and grow to such a heaven-defying level while in a coma, it was unknown...
Speaking of Mo Zihuang and Long Yi, after leaving the Demon Realm, Mo Zihuang couldn't wait to see her daughter and son, but given the current chaos in the Mo Clan, she was afraid that after she returned, there would be even more chaos, and it might even increase the burden on others. After much deliberation, Long Yi finally took her back to the Dragon Realm. The reason was very simple.
The Dragon Domain needs a hostess to maintain order. They have disappeared for too long, and the Dragon Domain has been suppressed for too long. It is time to regroup.
Mo Zihuang was puzzled by this: "Can't we wait until the children come together before holding the ceremony?"
Long Yi shook his head: "This is our good day, why should we share it with the children? Huang'er, sixteen years have passed, the children have grown up and have their own lives. You and I have been absent from their lives for sixteen years, so what's the difference of missing another half a year?"
Perhaps it was because he had been reborn that made Long Yi especially cherish the time between himself and his lover. Even if it was his children who distracted his wife's attention, that would not work, because in the future it would be only his wife who would spend the rest of his life with him, and the children would sooner or later let themselves go.
Instead of trying hard to please and care for your spouse, it is better to focus your attention on him or her.
After all, they had already wasted sixteen years, and from now on, they should never be separated again.
How would Mo Yuan and the others feel if they knew that they were being despised like this before they even met their father?
Of course, they are not in the mood to think about their parents now, because the Mo Clan is indeed in chaos today.
First, Mo Yuan and Wei Jie were poisoned and had not yet woken up. Then, Ling Yuan lost too much blood and fell into a deep coma. At this moment, Mo Yin and Mo Qingyan wished they could spare two of their own people to take care of them.
In addition to them, the number of wounded people in the Mo tribe has reached as many as five thousand. The burden left for Mo Yin is very heavy. Fortunately, Mo Hanyi and Ling Yun help Mo Qingyan to take care of several seriously ill patients. Otherwise, even someone as strong as Mo Yin would be overwhelmed by the burden on his shoulders and unable to raise his head.
Time flies, and half a year has passed in a flash. Autumn turned into winter, and winter turned into spring. In the six months that passed, not only the Mo people, but the entire empire had undergone earth-shaking changes.
At that time, hidden in the deepest ice room of the Mo Clan, the green cocoon that had been lying there silently for half a year, emitted a crystal clear green glow at this moment. A faint halo wrapped around the beautiful cocoon, which was peeled off bit by bit until all the cocoon silk faded away. The person who had been sleeping for half a year finally opened her peerless eyes.
The woman on the ice bed had extremely long hair that fell on both sides of her black dress. Her beautiful face without makeup looked even more crystal clear against the backdrop of the ice.
A dark long dress wrapped her soft and delicate body, forming a charming curve.
Even though she was awake, she felt extremely tired after opening her eyes for a moment, and fell into a deep sleep again in a moment.
Half a year passed quickly, but time seemed to favor her. Not only did it not leave any traces on her face, but it made her skin more translucent, like cream, which made people envy.