"It's reduced to ruins?"
Chu Xinxin didn't know why the Demon Lord was so interested in this topic, but she still answered, "No."
Nan Guangyu turned around, frowning in confusion: "You haven't turned into nothingness, and you're not in this world, are you joking?"
"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, and the universe is infinite. The world you know is not the whole story." Chu Xinxin pointed to the sky. "To me, this is a mythical world. Beyond this world, there are many other independent civilizations."
"You are indeed not a divine soul born from the goddess herself."
"Then I'll trouble you, Demon Lord, to keep this a secret for me." Chu Xinxin blinked.
Nan Guangyu was stunned for a moment, as Chu Xinxin's playful and cute appearance gradually overlapped with his dream.
He suddenly hesitated to send the person back: "If we can't find them among the gods, they might be with the demons, or... perhaps among the demons."
“It’s not impossible.” Chu Xinxin thought for a moment. “I’ll look for him again after I go back to the God Clan and take revenge on Meng Ji. If I can’t find him, then I’ll just go to the next world and look for him again.”
Upon hearing that Chu Xinxin was leaving, Nan Guangyu seemed somewhat anxious: "What does he look like? I can help you find out in my spare time."
Chu Xinxin thought this was feasible; having someone help was always better than searching for a needle in a haystack.
"I don't know what his world looks like... but he has a natural tattoo-like thing on his left chest."
Nan Guangyu raised his left hand and touched his left chest, staring intently at Chu Xinxin: "What kind?"
Chu Xinxin was about to say something, but then she changed her mind: "I won't tell you. What if you use him to threaten me? I'm not stupid!"
Nan Guangyu: There's no need to be so clever.
......
There is a natural tattoo-like thing on my left chest.
Nan Guangyu had been sitting in front of the bronze mirror with his upper body bare for two hours.
He felt exactly what it was like to have his heart and soul torn apart.
The one you love, the one you would rush up to shield from the demon's spike.
Chu Xinxin was unwilling to say, but if Nan Guangyu wanted to know what the pattern was, there was another way: he could rush to the capital right now and rip Meng Ji's shirt off...
See if it's similar to what's on your body.
Nan Guangyu's expression was inscrutable. After a long while, he called out towards the door, "Someone come here."
A dark figure appeared in the center of the room: "Demon Lord."
"Starting today, all journalists with a natural tattoo on their left chest must register and have the design drawn..."
Nan Guangyu stopped before he could finish speaking.
The shadowy figure waited a while, but when he didn't continue, it tentatively called out, "Demon Lord, and then?"
Then... a ruthless glint flashed in Nan Guangyu's eyes. If the mark on his body was the same as Meng Ji's, those people would be fine. If it wasn't the same, he would kill them all!
Nan Guangyu: "Draw it first, then present it."
"Yes, ma'am."
After the shadowy figure disappeared, Nan Guangyu continued to heal his wounds.
He sat there for an hour, but his injuries showed no improvement.
Nan Guangyu was a little agitated, so he got up and walked to the window.
From afar, one could see Chu Xinxin sitting on the windowsill in the study, resting her chin on her hand and lost in thought.
Perhaps because Nan Guangyu was looking too intently, Chu Xinxin felt something and looked up at the Star-Picking Tower.
Just before she was about to see him, Nan Guangyu turned into black mist and drifted out of the window.
Under the cover of night, it tangled up the branches of a tree in front of the study window.
Upon closer inspection, the goddess's brows appeared somewhat furrowed in worry.
Her slender, white fingers unconsciously plucked at the leaves of the Yaoqing grass.
[Sister, you seem a little unhappy because you're going back tomorrow?]
Someone asked the question on behalf of Nan Guangyu.
"I always feel like I owe the Demon Lord a huge favor."
Why don't you repay me with your body?
The system deemed it feasible: "[Nan Guangyu is your matchmaker with the Demon Lord. Wait a minute, let me see if this setup will be approved by the system, and also check the Demon Lord's level of affection for you.]"
Is that okay?
Let me see... Wow, it passed!
Chu Xinxin sat up straight: "How much favorability do you have?"
【9......99!】
Both the system and Chu Xinxin were stunned.
"No... that can't be."
Chu Xinxin checked the system interface herself and found that the Demon Lord's favorability rating was indeed 99.
She was a little dazed: "Even Xiao Yu isn't this tall."
After she finished speaking, Chu Xinxin vaguely saw Nan Guangyu's name.
Upon closer inspection, next to the words "Demon Lord" on the favorability progress bar, there were three smaller characters: "Nan Guangyu".
Chu Xinxin & System: ......
It's hard to imagine that the domineering Demon Lord is connected with the boy who would say "I'll be your mistress".
Sister, there might be some misunderstanding. Why don't you try to test him?
Chu Xinxin: "I think what you said makes sense."
After saying that, Chu Xinxin focused her mind and sensed Nan Guangyu's location.
The aura slowly gathered and landed on the tree branch by the window.
Chu Xinxin & System: ......
Nan Guangyu was also embarrassed when he was discovered crouching in the corner.
"Ah, I suddenly remembered that I think I need to go to sleep."
This is a study; there is no bed.
Chu Xinxin: "Hmm... The night is so beautiful, perfect for moon gazing."
She pushed open the door, but there was no moon in the sky.
How embarrassing.
Chu Xinxin pretended to admire the non-existent moon for a while, while Nan Guangyu pretended to have just come in from outside: "Ahem, I have something to tell you, come with me."
Chu Xinxin, carrying the potted Yaoqing grass, followed closely behind Nan Guangyu.
The flowerpot was a bit heavy, and Chu Xinxin was having some trouble putting it to work.
Nan Guangyu took the flowerpot, supporting it with one hand while reaching out with his other hand as if to hold Chu Xinxin's hand.
Chu Xinxin folded her hands behind her back, leaned close to him, and looked at him with a grin: "Thank you, Xiao Yu."
Nan Guangyu blushed and raised his hand to cover his mouth while coughing to hide his embarrassment.
Only after it was over did I realize that I had forgotten to deny it.
"Trying to deny it?"
Chu Xinxin seemed to read his mind, clutching her chest and feigning distress: "Waaah, the Demon God's Cone hurts so much."
Kaxilan's big eyes welled up with tears.
Nan Guangyu immediately became anxious: "Is the injury to your soul not fully healed yet?"
When fingertips are placed on Chu Xinxin's forehead, a light and soft white light appears.
Chu Xinxin's soul was complete and powerful. Just as Nan Guangyu was about to withdraw, he suddenly noticed something shiny in the heart area of her soul.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, the glittering thing suddenly jolted, jolting him out of his reverie.
Nan Guangyu withdrew his finger.
Chu Xinxin asked expectantly, "How is it? Do I have the mark of the character '祝' on my soul?"
Nan Guangyu shook his head: "You ate the leaves of Yaoqing Grass, so the incantation has been lifted."
"Nan Guangyu, were you eavesdropping on my conversation with Bai Ze? Is your main job squatting in the corner and your side job Demon Lord? What other special hobbies do you have?"
"You still want to deny it? Tell me, how many of my secrets have you actually heard?"
"Well, you've really outsmarted me! I was so worried when the Demon Lord captured you. Turns out you're the Demon Lord!"
Chu Xinxin got more and more excited as she talked, and Nan Guangyu could already see the little devils peeking and probing around in various corners.
"Let's talk in the room." Nan Guangyu took Chu Xinxin's hand and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
Chu Xinxin... couldn't break free.
Nan Guangyu then gripped his hand even tighter.
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