"here it is?"
As Bu Yao walked through the desolate ruins, the outline of a city slowly emerged in her mind, and she blurted out, "South City?"
Jiang Yuan walked calmly on the ground. There was no trace of him on the battlefield anymore, and this state was the best opportunity for him to revive Tang Yingjun and the others.
They died gloriously in battle, and quietly recovered; even if they survived, they would not be held accountable by the will of Heaven.
Defying fate and altering destiny is also against the natural order, so he naturally didn't want Tang Yingjun, Leng Yue, and the others to be hunted down by the Heavenly Dao after their resurrection. They shouldn't bear the stigma of being against the natural order.
“Actually, I quite liked Nancheng back then, but since the outcome has already happened, we shouldn’t dwell on the past, but look to the future.” Bu Yao knew what the man in front of her had been through. He had crawled out of a pile of corpses, and those corpses were made of the flesh and blood of his own brothers. From the moment he stepped out of Nancheng, he carried the hopes of the entire city on his shoulders.
"Yao'er, are you worried about me?"
Jiang Yuan, taking advantage of his height and strength, picked up Bu Yao and asked her a question in a teasing tone.
"Let me go!" Bu Yao tried to struggle, but given their current difference in strength, every move she made would hurt Jiang Yuan, so she could only do pointless, formalistic work.
"Look at you, you clearly love me, so why do you pretend to be heartless!"
Jiang Yuan tightened his grip, forcing Bu Yao to press herself infinitely close to him, their breaths meeting each other's faces.
Bu Yao blushed to the roots of her neck, but still said in a very cold and indignant tone, "I originally wanted to be a good person and comfort you because you seemed quite sad, but now that I see you still have the mind to laugh, I think my friendly comfort is unnecessary!"
Jiang Yuan shrugged, not seeing any problem at all. He said with his smile unchanged, "Little maid, I didn't bring you here today to be sentimental. If you really want to comfort me, it would be more practical to warm my bed tonight."
"spit……"
In her shame and anger, Bu Yao was about to spit on him, but Jiang Yuan, shameless to a certain degree, beat her to the punch and sealed her lips with his before she could make a move.
Although Bu Yao's eyes were wide open, surprisingly she did not resist. It wasn't until several seconds later that Jiang Yuan released her and put her down on the ground.
"How could you do this!" Bu Yao wiped her lips with her hand, her tone weakening.
Jiang Yuan feigned innocence and said seriously, "Doesn't my little maid know that spitting on her master's face is very impolite?"
Bu Yao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and threatened, "If there's a next time, I'll break your legs!"
"Looks like I'll have to be reincarnated as a centipede, so I'll have enough legs for you to break!" Jiang Yuan said shamelessly as ever.
"His scoundrel nature hasn't changed at all!"
Bu Yao clenched her fists unconsciously. From their first meeting until now, Jiang Yuan had been somewhat shameless, and the key was that she didn't dislike it. She could only secretly hate herself for being so weak.
"Alright, now it's time to get down to business!"
Jiang Yuan's expression turned serious as he walked toward the battlefield at the very center of the South City, with Bu Yao following closely behind.
The further south Bu Yao went, the stranger her expression became, because in her perception, there were two auras in this place that were connected to her.
Previously, she still had her original physique, so she could sense both the Demon God Body and the Eternal Holy Body. However, the Eternal Holy Body had been hiding in the World Vein, so she couldn't sense it at all.
But now things are different. She has come to this place, incredibly close to Jiang Yuan's other clone.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuan noticed Bu Yao's unusual behavior, but he didn't realize that Bu Yao had discovered his biggest secret.
"oh!"
Bu Yao snapped out of her daze and immediately shook her head, saying, "It's nothing, I just... I was just a little moved by the scene."
"I see!" Jiang Yuan smiled knowingly, then nodded earnestly and said, "I have no problem with that. As long as the little maid doesn't feel pressured, I can fulfill any of her needs at any time!"
The only place that could evoke such strong emotions in Bu Yao was the three days and three nights they spent together.
"You'd better shut up!"
Bu Yao raised her hand to shield her eyes, looking rather helpless. It wasn't that she disliked Jiang Yuan, but rather that she felt very uncomfortable being teased like this. Even though her heart was pounding, she knew her identity; how could a princess of the Holy Spirit Clan allow herself to be stirred by a foreigner?
Jiang Yuan's mind flashed with images of Tang Yingjun and the others. Then, noticing Bu Yao following closely behind, he asked, "By the way, I haven't seen you make any friends."
"What do you need friends for?" Bu Yao retorted.
"What's the point of having friends!" Jiang Yuan was stumped by the question. After thinking for a while, he finally said, "Nonsense, having more friends means having more options! Do you really want to live a life of solitude?"
“I can’t afford to raise a friend. When I was a kid, I was heartbroken for days when my dog died. If I were to raise a friend, I would cry for half a year if he died!” Bu Yao said, puffing out her cheeks, looking somewhat dejected.
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's lips twitched. What was this girl thinking? Her friend was someone she was raising? Did she really think of her as a pet cat or dog?
“Unlike someone, who can still laugh even after his brother dies!” Bu Yao no longer had the heart to comfort Jiang Yuan. This guy was heartless. He could still laugh even when he revisited this place full of sad memories. He must be a heartless person.
"My smile is for the rebirth of some people! Of course, just like you said, it's best to live in the moment." Jiang Yuan shrugged, appearing very carefree.
“This little maid can’t understand your level of understanding. I think you live in the crotch, in the crotch of women!” Bu Yao disagreed. Her words were just to comfort Jiang Yuan. If it were her, she would definitely not be able to get out of the psychological shadow for a long time.
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