Chapter 110 Demon Lord 110%
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Xiao Xuelian recovered all her memories.
Not only in this life, but also in the life in which Chong'an never appeared.
After becoming Qu Yaoyao, she'd wondered what would have happened if Chong'an hadn't appeared, if he hadn't saved her. She'd imagined many different outcomes. Without Chong'an, Xiao Xuelian thought, she might have simply vanished, or perhaps transformed into an ordinary flower. But she'd never imagined she'd still be alive, and living such a miserable life.
It’s still the same opening.
Little Snow Lotus transformed into a human form on a full moon, but she did not wait for the Immortal Lord she had in mind.
In order to see the Immortal Lord as soon as possible, the ignorant girl ran out of the cold pond and accidentally stepped into the barrier set up by Xie Qingxun. In the dense forest, she witnessed with her own eyes a demon with the appearance of an Immortal Lord brutally killing a young man. She was frightened and died at the hands of the demon before she could ask the questions in her heart.
Her soul was shattered and she died silently. Her broken spirit floated in the void. It floated and floated for who knows how long. She vaguely heard someone crying.
"Young Master, the girl died unjustly."
"Please, please catch the girl's murderer!"
Attracted by the sound of weeping, Xiao Xuelian regained consciousness. She saw a mourning hall, a group of men and women in mourning clothes, and a large coffin. The man in the lead was tall and thin, his face pale and exhausted.
After a violent coughing fit, she comforted the crying crowd, "Yaoyao is my sister. I will never let her die unjustly like this."
"Don't worry, I will find the murderer who killed Yaoyao."
As he spoke, the man stood with his hands behind his back and faced the crowd, facing the corpse in the coffin, allowing Xiao Xuelian to see his face clearly.
It’s Qu Yushu.
It was Qu Yushu, whom Xiao Xuelian didn't know at that time.
His tone was clearly heavy and sorrowful, but when he faced the corpse alone, his beautiful eyes turned cold and deep. Xiao Xuelian saw him laugh silently, a laugh that was full of joy and happiness, a dark emotion that Xiao Xuelian could not understand at the time.
What is he laughing at?
What are those people crying about?
Who is lying in here?
Out of curiosity, Xiao Xuelian stayed in the mourning hall for a while and floated above the coffin.
Lying in the coffin was a very young girl. Because she had been dead for too long, her skin was pale and cold, with a large, glaring purple patch on her neck. Her stiff sleeping face was slightly twisted, looking a little hideous.
This is a dead person, a person who has been dead for a long time.
The maid kneeling beside the coffin wiped her tears and took out a bright yellow talisman paper from her bosom, "This is the most important thing in the girl's life."
"Since the Immortal Lord cannot come to see her off, let this amulet accompany her forever." The little maid choked up as she spoke and stuffed the amulet into the coffin.
This talisman...
Xiao Xuelian smelled a familiar scent on the talisman paper and heard the word "Immortal Lord" from the little maid's mouth.
She didn't know how many immortals there were in this world, but she knew that anyone she loved was called an immortal. Perhaps she was moved by the word "immortal", or perhaps she was attracted by the familiar scent on the talisman paper. Xiao Xuelian couldn't help but float into the coffin, wanting to take another look at the talisman paper.
Swish——
As if attracted by something, a piece of her broken soul was sucked into the corpse in the coffin, and the other souls that were scattered everywhere were summoned and all drilled into the corpse.
As her consciousness regrouped, her shattered soul began to repair itself. Xiao Xuelian felt as if she were trapped in some kind of fitting container. She tentatively raised her hand, only to hear the man in the coffin say in a deep voice, "Close the coffin."
Click, the coffin lid moved inch by inch, and the light disappeared.
Xiao Xuelian's eyelashes trembled with fear, and she raised her hand anxiously to stop him, "Don't—"
Don't put her in a coffin!
"Ah—he's dead!" she heard the crowd screaming.
She sat up from the coffin in a daze. From the eyes of the man closest to the coffin, she saw the pale dead girl in the coffin slowly sit up and look at him with confused eyes.
She is resurrected.
From then on her name was Qu Yaoyao.
Just like the development in her next life, as a flower that knew nothing, even though she turned into a human, she was still just a flower, knowing nothing and being able to do nothing, and she fell headfirst into the trap of the Immortal Qingxi.
When she was framed and imprisoned in the underground palace, Xie Qingxun lazily watched her being tortured. At that time, Chong'an was not by her side.
A flower's excessive persistence and stubbornness were worthless in the eyes of Immortal Qingxi. When she was tortured to death, Xie Qingxun slowly walked forward and squatted beside her. He pinched her chin and asked, "Are you still unwilling to plead guilty?"
Xiao Xuelian's eyelashes were wet from crying and she had no strength to speak. She vomited blood into Xie Qingxun's hands, but he pushed her away in disgust.
"very good."
Xie Qingxun lost his patience. Just when he wanted to kill her, a faint lotus fragrance wafted over. Xie Qingxun paused and suddenly let her go.
The story changes here.
In this life, she has no Chong'an, no one can take her away from hell, and no one teaches her how to keep her head down and hide. She is simple and innocent, and under Xie Qingxun's repeated questioning, she easily tells the secret of her body.
"I am that little snow lotus."
"I am... the little flower you are looking for."
From then on, Xie Qingxun's hostility disappeared, and he treated her with more tenderness and care. He began to smile at her, hug her and read books to her while teaching her calligraphy. Occasionally, he would listen carefully to her childish words, coaxing her into a happy mood like a child.
He was very good to her, so very good.
It was so good that Xiao Xuelian had forgotten that he had killed her once and ignored the torture he had inflicted on her in the underground palace. When she asked Xie Qingxun about her doubts, she only received a nonchalant response from him, "I am an immortal, how could I fall into the devil and kill people?"
"Yaoyao, you don't believe me?"
Xiao Xuelian chose to believe him.
Although she had a human body, she still lived like a flower, especially after marrying Xie Qingxun. She was pampered by him in the Desolate Ruins, and she didn't go anywhere and dared not go anywhere. She never knew anything about him, let alone going to the Dragon Cloud Tower or the Desolate Sea Underground Palace.
To put it bluntly, she was like a human-shaped flower planted by Xie Qingxun in Wangxu, but for Xiao Xuelian, she was already very satisfied with this.
Their relationship is like flowers and water: flowers will die without water, but water can flow towards more flowers without flowers. Xiao Xuelian thought she had the love she had always dreamed of, but she didn't know that the relationship between her and Xie Qingxun was so fragile that it could be broken at the slightest touch.
So, she was broken, completely shattered by Xie Qingxun.
She was unwilling to accept it, yet she was powerless. Perhaps God felt that she was too pitiful, so he gave her another chance to start over and live her life again. This time -
She has Chong'an.
[I once... betrayed a little flower. All she wanted was simple: to stay by my side, to accompany me and protect me. But I was filled with hatred at the time, and I let her burn in the red lotus fire without even trying to hold her hand. She died in the flames, fading away alone.]
"I've hurt you so badly, I really don't have the face to continue pestering you, so I've devoted my entire life to reversing time and space in an attempt to save you, to prevent you from getting close to me again, and to force you to kill me with your own hands."
【Don’t you want to know... who Chong’an is? 】
Who is Chong'an?
Why did he appear by her side, help and take care of her time and time again, and finally disappear completely?
She must figure it all out!
“…”
Xiao Xuelian woke up.
She regained all her memories and woke up as Qu Yaoyao.
Although the wedding was forced to end, the effect Mo Xuanxiao wanted had been achieved. Now everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knew that the Queen of Heaven that Xuan Yao Tianzun was going to marry was Fairy Yao Lian, and now everyone also changed their address to calling Qu Yaoyao the Queen of Heaven.
Mo Xuanxiao stayed with Qu Yaoyao for two nights. He was so worried about her that he didn't even have time to change out of his wedding dress.
As soon as Qu Yaoyao woke up, he gently helped her up and asked with concern: "Does your head still hurt? Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"
Qu Yaoyao's head was still dizzy and a little heavy, her eyes fell on Mo Xuanxiao's clasped hands with hers. Her eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her eyes and hid her hands back in her sleeves.
"Yaoyao?" Mo Xuanxiao tried to touch her forehead, "What's wrong with you?"
Qu Yaoyao turned her head away. After a few breaths, she raised her eyes and met Mo Xuanxiao's gaze, and replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
Mo Xuanxiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he withdrew his hand awkwardly. He paused for a moment and called out, "Yaoyao?"
He heard Qu Yaoyao respond to him calmly, but if she had lost her memory, she would never respond with the word "Yaoyao".
His Yaoyao was back, the real Qu Yaoyao was back. This answer made Mo Xuanxiao unsure whether to be happy or depressed, but more importantly, he felt unable to face her guilt and embarrassment.
"Where is my Lian Chao?" Qu Yaoyao's mind was not on this. She remembered that before she fainted, she picked up Lian Chao from the ground and held it in her hand.
Mo Xuanxiao closed his eyes, as if trying to sort out his emotions. He was silent for a moment before he opened his eyelashes and replied to her, "I'll put it away for you."
Qu Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. She was still a little weak after waking up, her face pale and bloodless. She was also silent for a moment. She looked at Mo Xuanxiao, her tone a little distant and cautious, "Can you... give it back to me?"
The air in the room was a little stuffy.
Mo Xuanxiao stared at Qu Yaoyao with dark eyes. He was used to wearing black and white, but this was the first time he'd worn such a vibrant, eye-catching red. The festive dragon-patterned wedding attire didn't seem particularly warm on him. He let out an abrupt laugh, then stood up and replied, "Of course."
Lian Chao just put it on the table. He had no intention of hiding it or restraining her or not returning it to her.
After getting Lian Chao back, Qu Yaoyao put it back on her wrist and smelled the bloody scent coming from Lian Chao. This blood was all left by Chao Yuan. He had gripped Lian Chao very hard at that time, and he also gripped her wrist very hard.
[If you knew what Lian Chao was, you would know that I never intended to harm you.]
Carefully wiping the blood stains off Lian Chao's body, Qu Yaoyao recalled what Chao Yuan had said before. She clearly remembered that Chong'an acted very strangely when she learned that Chao Yuan had given Lian Chao to her.
He clearly saw that Lian Chao was no ordinary creature, and he also knew how much harm Lian Chao had caused to Chao Yuan, but in order to make her leave him, he provoked her to say that Lian Chao was just an ordinary magic sword.
If it was really just an ordinary immortal sword, then why would Chong'an use it to kill Xie Qingxun, and even take his life with one sword.
"Chao Yuan, he..." There were too many questions stuck in her heart. Although Qu Yaoyao didn't want to see Chao Yuan again, there were some things she had to ask clearly.
Mo Xuanxiao stood beside the table, seemingly having already guessed what Qu Yaoyao would ask. This time, he quickly replied, "He's in the underground palace."
Chao Yuan was already at the end of his rope when he went on a murderous rampage. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't overcome his own weaknesses and nemesis. The chains Mo Xuanxiao used to restrain him were forged from dragon spring water by the Dragon Clan, the same chains the ancient gods had used to seal him. They were icy cold and specifically designed to defeat the Phoenix Clan.
Now, he was imprisoned by Mo Xuanxiao in the underground palace of Xianxu, which was set up with many magic arrays. Even if they couldn't kill him now, they could trap him here temporarily.
"I want to see him."
Mo Xuanxiao hummed. He turned his back to her and didn't look back. He only asked, "Will you let him go?"
Qu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, stroking Lian Chao with her fingers. Her mind was blank and she replied unconsciously: "I... haven't thought about it."
"That's good."
Mo Xuanxiao said calmly, "In order to capture him, the immortal sect suffered heavy casualties. If he is released again, the entire immortal cultivation world will be destroyed in his hands."
Mo Xuanxiao pushed the door open and left. Qu Yaoyao stood there motionless, thinking he was rejecting her. But he suddenly stopped in front of the door, turned around and looked at her. "Come on, I'll take you there."
Now the underground palace is a forbidden area for the entire Wanmen Xian Sect. Mo Xuanxiao has assigned someone to guard it, and no one can enter without his permission.
When the guards saw the two of them appear, they respectfully called out, "Tianzun, Tianhou."
The two of them fell silent at the same time, surprisingly. Mo Xuanxiao pursed his lips and glanced at Qu Yaoyao, seeing that her profile was delicate and quiet, with her eyelashes drooping as she picked at the embroidery on her wide sleeves, as if she didn't hear the guard's call.
This was a sign of her discomfort.
Mo Xuanxiao's hands, hidden in his sleeves, gradually tightened. After reaching the dungeon where Chao Yuan was imprisoned, he stopped and said, "I'll wait for you here."
"Okay." Qu Yaoyao didn't hesitate and walked past him to push the dungeon door.
"Yaoyao."
As he entered, Mo Xuanxiao couldn't help but call her again. She didn't turn around, and only heard Mo Xuanxiao say in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
The underground palace was a bit cold and gloomy, with only a few dim candles burning in the endless corridors.
Qu Yaoyao looked down at her toes, watching the shadow on the ground lengthen and sink into the darkness. She forced a smile and replied, "I'll be out soon."
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