The so-called bet was quite simple. The dragon, who always satirized human emotions, made a choice after seeing Mo Qing rush out to shield him. If Mo Qing could stay with this human woman to the end, he would accept the bet and be suppressed by Mo Qing in the immortal sect for a thousand years. If Mo Qing lost, she would have to grant him one condition.
Beneath the hood, the faceless man in black gradually developed the same face as Mo Qing in the illusion. He laughed and said, "I originally wanted you to end your own life after I won, but now I've changed my mind. I want this woman."
"Wishful thinking!" Mo Qing was still injured, and the dragon was also wounded, but he still had the strength to lift his sword and move forward.
But the man did not dodge or avoid the question. He simply said, "Only I can heal her injuries."
The sword stopped in front of him, unable to advance any further.
“You are a disciple of the immortal sect, so you can withstand being injured by a demon. But Feng Guang is different. She is just an ordinary human. Only I can dispel the demonic power on her wounds.” He curled his lips and smiled slowly. “She did not exist as a wager. I simply… want her.”
Mo Qing's grip on the sword tightened slowly. "She's mine."
"No, she doesn't belong to you anymore." The man lowered his eyes, looking at her sleeping face with great pleasure. "You can give her up for other people, but I can kill anyone for her."
"That's an illusion."
“But it is the most realistic illusion.” He laughed. “Mo Qing, can you deny that if you were faced with the same choice at this moment, wouldn’t you waver and want to make the same decision again?”
Mo Qing remained silent.
“Look, humans are so hypocritical. They know the answer, but they always like to deny it. Feng Guang is different. She is a very simple girl. She knows what she wants, and she will understand your choice. It’s just that... you have no value in her heart anymore.” He raised his eyes. “Mo Qing, Feng Guang is mine. From the moment you wavered, you have already lost.”
Mo Qing is Mo Qing after all. He is the eldest disciple of the immortal sect, carrying the hopes of countless people. But the dragon, being a demon, is different. He is a demon, which means he is destined to be unscrupulous. Even those he killed, if it weren't for those self-proclaimed righteous people saying they wanted to slay demons and eliminate evil, he wouldn't have killed them. But once he killed one, there was a second. Gradually, he killed more and more people and encountered more and more hypocritical humans.
Humans have what is called love, yet when disaster strikes, they abandon each other. Humans also have what is called family affection, yet when a flood brings both son and daughter to the brink of danger, some parents will not hesitate to save their son and abandon their more vulnerable daughter. Humans also have what is called friendship, but for fame and fortune, they can also stab each other in the back without hesitation.
The scenery is different now. She is willing to die to save Mo Qing. She loves him, so she can devote all her joys and sorrows to him alone.
She was a treasure he had discovered. Perhaps as a demon, he didn't yet understand what emotions were, but at least he had already imagined that in the future, he would pamper her and cherish her; he had to have her.
Mo Qing remained silent for a long time without making a move. After a moment, he said, "Humans and demons are different. Feng Guang will not like you."
He had already turned away with Feng Guang in his arms and disappeared into the night. Only his voice echoed in the wind, "Feng Guang loves Mo Qing, and I am Mo Qing."
The moon was high in the sky, and finally even the wind stopped.
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