Li Muge has given up struggling.
She took a few big strides up the steps and went straight back to her room.
Finally, she could no longer hear Yun Qi's thoughts, but suddenly she felt increasingly uneasy.
It feels like something is about to be lost.
Li Muge walked alone in the darkness, not knowing what lay at the end of the road.
After a brief moment of blinding light, she saw a scene of devastation on the battlefield, with corpses everywhere.
She watched helplessly as Wuchen stabbed Yunqi in the body with his sword.
"No." Li Muge woke up with a start.
Her forehead and back were covered in cold sweat.
Li Muge suddenly realized how afraid she was of losing Yun Qi. After having such a nightmare, Li Muge couldn't fall asleep again no matter what.
She put on a coat, opened the window, and let the cold wind blow on her, which made her more awake, but the strange phenomenon in the sky startled her.
An immersive sky.
The imperial star quietly fell.
This also foreshadows an impending catastrophe for humanity.
Li Muge seemed worried, fearing that the great war between immortals and demons might be brought forward.
——
Ye Luo, who was also observing the celestial phenomena on the same night, also noticed them.
She wiped the sharp Broken Sword in her hand. In fact, she was not afraid of the coming calamity, but what should she do about her poor younger brother, Ying Yuan?
Ye Luo knew her younger brother hated her.
The tragic death of their family members became an indelible rift between the siblings.
Shakyamuni stepped forward and draped a coat over Ye Luo's shoulders: "It's chilly at night, Ye Luo."
"I know, thank you." Ye Luo raised her hand to stroke the face that bore Li Muge's features. She smiled serenely, "I don't know why, but I always feel a strange familiarity with Li Muge."
"But we've never met before."
Shakyamuni raised his hand, wanting to hug Ye Luo.
Looking at Ye Luo's face, he only dared to take one step closer to Ye Luo, so that his shadow could be closer to Ye Luo's shadow.
"Ye Luo, let's go, let's not concern ourselves with human affairs."
Shakyamuni couldn't help but reveal his thoughts in the end.
The Buddha, who saves all sentient beings, was moved by compassion.
He could foresee all things in the world, but he could not change people's fate.
Upon hearing Shakyamuni's words, Ye Luo's eyes flashed with realization: "Shakyamuni, you are the Buddha, so naturally you must abide by your precepts and rules."
“If I didn’t want to stay, then I shouldn’t be the one. My heart is filled with family and friends; there’s no place for you.” Ye Luo politely declined Shakyamuni’s suggestion.
At the same time, it denied her last chance of survival.
Sheng Ru had been secretly listening to Ye Luo and Shakya talking, but she never expected to be pulled out of the bushes by Ye Luo so suddenly.
"Ye Luo, hey, put me down, I was wrong, I'll never eavesdrop again." Sheng Ru begged pitifully, and Ye Luo chuckled softly as she put Sheng Ru on the ground.
Sheng Ru immediately transformed into human form and sat down next to Ye Luo. The two chatted in the courtyard of the house.
The Eight Trigrams are human nature.
Even Sheng Ru, who was cultivating in human form, couldn't escape it, she whispered to Ye Luo.
"Ye Luo, I can tell from the look of Master Shakyamuni that he is sincere towards you. Plus, he's good-looking. In our fox clan, he's practically a blue-chip stock, extremely sought after."
"What do you know, little girl?" Ye Luo's eyes were thoughtful. "Actually, there shouldn't only be romantic feelings between men and women, but also friendship. I have always considered Shakya my confidant, and that has never changed."
"But you little girl, why are you always hanging out with Jiang Zhen lately? Don't forget, he's a demon hunter. Few demons that fall into his hands end up well."
What Ye Luo said to Sheng Ru was not actually gossip or jokes.
It is advice, not a suggestion.
Jiang Zhen has a strong prejudice against demons.
Sheng Ru is just an innocent fox demon. If she falls in love with Jiang Zhen, it is destined to be a tragic fate.
Unfortunately, Sheng Ru didn't understand the meaning behind Ye Luo's words at all. When she heard Ye Luo mention Jiang Zhen, she couldn't help but feel a little shy.
"Who said that? I didn't hang out with that stinky Taoist priest. I hate that stinky Taoist priest the most."
"That's for the best." Ye Luo sighed.
——
Having lost her child, Zhao Hua naturally didn't want to let Li Muge off so easily; she wanted Li Muge to be buried with her child.
She suddenly had a great idea.
I've heard that Li Muge is extremely fond of handsome men.
The reason Su Qing was able to plot Li Muge's descent to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation was because he used Cang Lan's charm as a weapon.
Since that's the case.
Zhao Hua raised her hand to form a seal. Since Li Muge loved handsome men so much, she would let the most handsome man in the Three Realms approach her.
He killed her.
She was fed up with the way the Emperor looked at her, as if he were looking at that bitch Li Muge.
In this world.
Only one of her and Li Muge survived.
so!
Only in this way!
Only then will the emperor only have himself in his heart.
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Li Muge contacted Ye Luo and learned that they were currently in Yongchang City.
Before dawn, Li Muge, eager to return home, pulled Yun Qi out of bed to go to Yongchang.
On the way, she saw a street crowded with people, very lively, as if there was something strange going on.
Yun Qi parted his thin lips slightly: "Would you like to go in and take a look?"
Li Muge frowned and sternly reprimanded Yun Qi for his behavior: "Jiang Cha, I'm not saying this to be mean, but it's obvious that your ideological awareness is not high enough. The most important thing now is to find Shakyamuni."
"Asking him to help us go back, and then getting involved in this kind of trouble, is truly ignorant."
Ke Zhou hadn't expected that Li Muge wouldn't join in the fun.
He was ordered by his master to come and bewitch Li Muge.
Those who were chosen by Zhaohua were all Ke Zhou's outstanding appearance; he had a head of bright golden hair.
His appearance is somewhat Persian.
Like a noble and exquisite sculpture, it is so captivating that women cannot forget it once they see it.
Ke Zhou is now facing a difficult problem.
How to get Li Muge to see him was a problem, but then he came up with an idea and started playing the flute.
As expected, Li Muge was drawn to the sound of the flute.
When she gets closer, Ke Zhou pretends to accidentally lift the veil.
His unparalleled beauty was revealed.
Yun Qi's face turned green.
He's not dead yet.
This pretty boy actually dared to openly seduce him.
Li Muge was stunned.
Ke Zhou wore a smile, but inwardly he was disdainful. What a shallow woman! She was so easily captivated by his stunning looks.
Li Muge stared at it for a long time.
With a complicated expression, he asked, "Young master, are you... are you selling yourself to bury your father?"
"Yes, definitely, didn't you see my dad lying there?" Ke Zhou pretended to shed a few tears.
"Oh, but why...why?" Li Muge frowned. "Why is your father still breathing?"
"What!"
The crowd, drawn to Li Muge, looked at the straw mat and saw the old man lying there covered with a white cloth.
Looking closely from above, you can indeed see the elderly man under the white sheet breathing faintly, and the white sheet covering his body is moving slightly.
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