The autumn weather is high and clear, and the afternoon sun is lazy and scattered, with an occasional breeze that brings a wisp of cool fragrance.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. Wuguang City is closed and the pawnshop is closed. While every family is reuniting, there are only two families in Linguang Village who are alone. One is the widow Li in the east, and the other is Jiang Mi's family.

Widow Li's husband died when she was in her early twenties. She was quite pretty, and a young man in the city wanted to take her as a concubine, but she never agreed. Her family had a lot of savings. Her husband died suddenly and they didn't spend money on medical treatment, so the family was quite well-off. Widow Li didn't like to do farm work on weekdays. There were so many bachelors in the village waiting to help her, but she preferred to pay Jiang Mi to do it.

Widow Li had planted more than ten pear trees at home, and now the pears were large and full, as if they would splash out juice if poked lightly. Pears could not be harvested directly and roughly with magic power like wheat, and they had to be made sure not to break the pears, so the young man could only pick them one by one with his hands.

When Yao Yue found this place, a group of young and beautiful women had gathered by the edge of the field. When she was flying on her sword, she saw a group of people gathered in the east of the village from afar. Later, when she didn't find Jiang Mi at his house, she thought of coming here to take a look, but she didn't expect that he was really here.

The young man's skin was tanned, his muscles were long and toned, and his figure was like a sharp blade emitting cold light, which made him look out of place in the crowd. Coupled with his face, he was truly a beautiful man with natural demeanor.

No one in the crowd was willing to give way to anyone else, so she had no choice but to randomly pull a woman in a yellow shirt from the back row and ask, "What are you looking at?"

"Aren't you here to see Brother Jiang Mi?" The woman in yellow looked at her in confusion.

"I...I am."

It all started five years ago.

People with evil spirits cannot climb the ladder to heaven, so Jiang Mi must use the Six Desires Heavenly Skill to transform the evil spirits. But if he wants to return to the ruthless way, he must use the Soul Forgetting Needle. The young man couldn't bear to hear the words "Soul Forgetting Needle" and even didn't dare to get close to her for half a month, until she swore again and again that he finally inserted the needle.

Jiang Mi was unable to stay by her side because of her emotional barrier. Yao Yue thought about it and decided that the most suitable place for practicing the ruthless way should be the Great Freedom Palace. Although the Demon Realm and the Great Freedom Palace were mortal enemies, Jiang Mi had saved the Buddhist disciple Shi Chen in the Immortal Emperor Palace, and Quan Xing had always been on good terms with the Great Freedom Palace, so it didn't take much effort to send him over.

After Jiang Mi was properly settled, she could finally retreat and concentrate on her cultivation. Today, as soon as she came out of retreat, she went to the Great Freedom Hall, but found that he had not stayed there for long. Because someone really wanted to become a monk, the Great Freedom Hall did not dare to take him in, and the head of the Quan Xingbai sect refused to take him in, so they could only send him back to Linguang Village.

"That's it, everyone is like that."

"... Doesn't Wuguang City sell the portrait of the Demon Emperor?" she asked tactfully.

"That is a forbidden item of the Immortal Alliance. Someone secretly drew it during the Dengwen Conference, but it was burned in the battle of Xiandu," the yellow-shirted woman sighed. "I heard that the Demon King is the fallen demon of the Sword Master. I really want to see what he looks like."

"The Demon King's name isn't mentioned in the storybook?"

The yellow-shirted woman seemed to finally understand what she wanted to say, and gave her a reproachful look: "Xingyuan Alliance Leader has already refuted the rumor. Brother Jiang Mi just happens to have the same name as the Demon Emperor. Besides, he is so handsome, how could he be a demon?"

After hearing this, the red-dressed girl looked very strange. She was silent for a moment and then said quietly, "...He is as cold as ice. What's so good about him?"

"That's why it's so beautiful!" The yellow-shirted woman suddenly became excited, her eyes sparkling, "If she could speak, she would be the most beautiful woman in the world. Even if she is heartless, she would still be charming!"

***

The last ray of golden light from the setting sun disappears between the clouds and mountains.

After a day of hard work, Jiang Mi walked back to his own courtyard with the newly earned thirty taels of silver. A man who looked like a housekeeper was waiting outside the door. When they met, he pulled him aside and said attentively: "Mr. Jiang, have you considered it? Our young lady likes you very much! If you serve the young lady well, you may become her son-in-law!"

The young man glanced at him. With just one glance, the butler felt as if he was soaked from head to toe by snow water.

"I'm not some nobleman, and I don't like to serve others."

Without waiting for the man to say anything, he went straight into the yard. The barrier blocked out all the noise, and his ears finally regained their peace. The courtyard wall framed the night into a small square. He looked up at the full moon for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw a girl in red standing behind him.

The moonlight was shining brightly, making her skin almost transparent, and her face was like a flawless ice crystal flower. Her bright red clothes were about to turn into a ball of fire, burning his heart.

He attributed the abnormal heartbeat to danger because this woman was able to sneak into his barrier silently.

"Girl, this is my home."

"I know," the girl smiled, "I came here to find you."

"…It's already night, and it's not right for a man and a woman to be alone together. If you have something to do, please come back tomorrow."

"What if I don't leave?" She dragged out the last line of her voice, with a hint of amusement.

The young man seemed to have not expected her to be so provocative. He paused and said in a deep voice, "Then I can only ask the girl to leave."

"You want to fight me?" She seemed to have heard something interesting, and her eyes suddenly became bright and frightening. "Very good, I have long wanted to have a fair fight with you."

After she finished speaking, she flashed and disappeared from his sight like a ghost. Her slender arms stretched out from behind his neck and accurately pinched his throat.

"Why are you still in a daze?" The woman in red giggled, her attitude was lazy, but her aura was imposing.

Jiang Mi's breathing stagnated, and he quickly opened the golden shield that protected his body. At the same time, he wanted to grab that hand, but she dodged it slowly. He finally realized that the woman in front of him was an extremely skilled master! He forced his mana to the extreme, and his meridians were in pain, so that he could keep up with her movements.

The two of them exchanged only ten moves before the girl seized the gap in his defense and struck him in the chest!

This palm was as light as floating cotton wool, as soft as boneless, and it was like a flowing cloud passing through his body without even blowing his clothes. However, an extremely strong magical power flowed into his lungs through this palm, raging and exploding in his body, twisting every inch of his meridians so that they could not function!

"We may be able to fight for a while with swords," she said in a soft whisper, with a hint of pride, "with bare hands you are no match for me."

In an instant, he lost all his strength and fell backwards, but the girl caught him steadily, half dragged and half hugged him to the bed, and sat down beside the bed with her chin propped up.

The young man's muscles tensed and his brows knitted tightly, "Girl, if you are here to rob, you have come to the wrong place."

Yao Yue was stunned, and thought that his appearance was extremely interesting. She smiled with a bit of evilness: "I'm wrong, I'm here to rape you..."

The young man had a calm and peaceful expression, but looked a little pale when you looked closely: "Miss, I'm already married, please respect yourself."

"Married?" The girl had an ambiguous smile on her face. "What about your wife?"

Jiang Mi's eyes dimmed and he said nothing.

"Why aren't you talking, Mr. Jiang?" She leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips, while her right hand circling his firm abdomen. "What's your wife's name?"

"Her name is Yao--"

It should be shameful to be molested, but this shame was suppressed by the new and strange pleasure, and he had to purse his lips tightly to prevent making any sound.

"Mr. Jiang, your panting just now was so pleasant to hear. Would you mind doing it again?" Yao Yue held back her laughter and offered him a pair of soft lips.

After the lingering kiss, I touched the top of his nose and the corners of his lips, and the arch of his eyebrows and eye sockets. Suddenly, I felt my fingertips slightly wet.

Only then did she realize that the young man's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. She touched the corners of his eyes carefully, and they were cold, as if he was crying but not crying. Yao Yue loved him like this, but after someone became the Demon King, he was not very obedient, and now he was even more unwilling to let him go:

"Who is prettier, me or your wife?"

The girl's hair was a little messy because of the fight just now, scattered on her cheeks. Her red lips, black hair and snow-white skin made her look bright and beautiful.

His heart was beating fast, and his chest felt warm, as if something was spreading, slightly stinging, yet intoxicating. He suppressed the feeling and spoke slowly:

"…You are not as good as my wife."

Jiang Mi thought she would be angry, but the girl smiled a little instead: "I don't believe it, unless you call her out and have a look." Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing again, the girl poked his cheek and raised a teasing arc at the corner of her lips, "Can't you call her out? Do you have no wife, or does your wife not want you anymore?"

This sentence was like a red-hot steel needle piercing into his flesh, and his heart suddenly clenched. But he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a stream of blood could not be suppressed and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Yao Yue was startled. She turned around and saw a golden light shining from his lower abdomen. She panicked: "Why are you exploding the golden elixir?! Stop!"

——This idiot actually wanted to detonate his golden elixir and fight her to the death over a disagreement... What an injustice!

"Although I can't beat you, I don't want to be humiliated by you." The young man pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were frighteningly determined, "If you don't want to cause a death, don't touch me again."

"I won't touch you, I won't touch you..." Yao Yue didn't dare tease him anymore. She stretched out her hand and touched his temple, took out the soul-forgetting needle, and took back the magic power that had been injected into his body. "Do you recognize me now?"

The young man put on his clothes without even looking at her: "I don't know you, please get out."

The girl was stunned: "I am Yao Yue..."

"You don't have to lie. My wife is definitely not a frivolous person like you." The young man's eyes were indifferent and sharp, and even oozing with murderous intent. He spoke word by word, "--Please get out."

The air froze in an instant, the last trace of smile disappeared from the face of the woman in red, and her eyes became cold.

"Okay, don't regret it!"

She flicked her sleeves and turned away without stopping. Watching the red-dressed figure flying away on the sword, he suddenly felt a severe headache for some reason. A trace of confusion flashed across the young man's calm face, as if he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, and seemed shocked by what he wanted to do.

He wanted to keep her.

His head hurt more and more, and he felt top-heavy. His head was buzzing, his eardrums were ringing, and he almost vomited. He tried everything to stop the pain, but it didn't work. In desperation, he slapped his head, and a silver needle fell out!