When she shouted, Gong Shang, Jiao Yu, Xie Changji and others rushed in immediately.

Everyone saw Hua Xiangwan kneeling on the ground, lying on the bed, crying softly.

Gong Shang Jiaoyu went forward to check, and after confirming that Wen Rong had passed away, their eyes were red, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Young Master Hua, please go back to Huanyuan to rest first. We have to take care of the funeral for the Palace Master."

"No—I'll help..."

Hua Xiangwan hadn't finished speaking yet, she seemed to realize something and turned to look at Xie Changji, who was standing quietly beside her with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Gong Shang immediately understood the situation. After all, Hua Xiangwan and Xie Changji were married, and she had a past with Wen Shaoqing. If she didn't avoid suspicion, Xie Changji would inevitably feel resentful. Now Qingle Palace's biggest reliance was Xie Changji, and there must not be any gaps at this time.

Gong Shang calmed down and advised in a low voice: "Master Hua, you should go back with Shao Jun first. We will notify you when there is news."

"good."

Hua Xiangwan sniffed and controlled her emotions. Xie Changji walked forward, stretched out a hand, and gently helped Hua Xiangwan up. Hua Xiangwan was supported by him and walked out the door sobbing.

She held Xie Changji's hand and trembled slightly. Xie Changji noticed her emotions and looked up at her.

He supported Hua Xiangwan and walked all the way back to Huanyuan. When they entered the courtyard, Xie Changji's barrier quietly opened. Hua Xiangwan noticed it, but still did not let down his guard and continued to maintain a grieving attitude.

Lingnan and Lingbei had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. When they saw Hua Xiangwan, they immediately stood up. Lingnan asked anxiously, "Young Master, what happened?"

“Yes.”

Hua Xiangwan sniffed, as if she was sad. She raised her head, looked at the two people, and said hintingly, "Palace Master Wen was afraid that Mingluan Palace would treat her badly after her death, so she asked me to take over the position of Palace Master of Qingle Palace temporarily. I will select a child from the Wen family's bloodline and raise him up. In exchange, all the resources of Qingle Palace will be shared with Hehuan Palace."

"Then aren't we being very unplanned?!"

Lingnan's eyes widened: "There are five people in Mingluan Palace who have passed the tribulation, and there are so many Shenhua Yuanying Jindan below, and so many sects are attached to them. If we compete with them, we still have to help the Wen family raise children?!"

"Lingnan."

Hearing Lingnan's words, Lingbei called her and whispered, "The young master has his own considerations."

After hearing Lingnan's words, he uttered "Oh" softly, feeling somewhat disappointed and became quiet.

Ling Bei turned to look at Hua Xiangwan and said respectfully, "Then I will send the news back to the palace first, and then ask the Demon Lord for his arrangements."

Hua Xiangwan nodded with tears in her eyes, as if she had just suffered a great blow, but she did not forget to instruct Lingnan: "Don't be idle either, go to Qingle Palace and take care of it. Don't let Palace Master Wen pass away in uneasiness."

"knew."

Lingnan said in a depressed tone, and Hua Xiangwan sighed: "I'm tired, I'll go back and rest first, you guys go do your work."

As she spoke, she walked into the house with the help of Xie Changji.

After the two entered the room, Hua Xiangwan stood up straight immediately, her expression turned cold. She pulled her hand away from Xie Changji and slowly wiped the tears from her face.

Xie Chang looked at her quietly. After a while, he spoke: "When you got the Ghost Spirit in Yunlai, had you already thought about today?"

"Um."

Hua Xiangwan responded, pouring herself some water, her tone as usual: "I haven't thought about what will happen, but I know that as long as we start fighting for the Demon Lord's blood order, there will be cracks among the various palaces and sects. This is my chance. All I need is to be strong enough to deal a fatal blow after they kill each other."

"Is it time for you to take action now?"

"It's almost done," Hua Xiangwan took a sip of the warm water in the cup, "Wen Rong is dead, and the two powerful sects under Mingluan Palace, Wulong Sect and Yinyang Sect, are also gone. The remaining sects are all fence-sitters. When I get the resources of Qingle Palace, I will tie up the two Qingle Palace monks who are transcending tribulation to death on the boat of Hehuan Palace. Mingluan Palace will also fall."

Xie Changji didn't say anything. Hua Xiangwan looked up at him and said, "You should sit down and rest first. Today's matter is probably not over yet. Minghuo is at the Tribulation Crossing Stage after all. After you chopped him down with that sword, you should at least sit down and adjust your breath, right?"

Xie Changji stood still. Hua Xiangwan stretched her lazy waist and walked to the bed: "I'm going to sleep first. I stretched too tight today..."

"I am the master of the Sword of Inquiry. The Sword of Inquiry and the Realm of Life and Death are sworn enemies. The demon was born in the Realm of Life and Death, and my line of Sword of Inquiry all died to seal the demon spirit. I saw the demon parasitizing the human body, so I cannot remain indifferent."

Xie Chang spoke in a slow and silent voice. Hua Xiangwan paused for a moment before realizing that he was explaining what happened on the life and death stage today.

After listening to this explanation, she came to her senses and nodded: "Oh, I understand."

"Besides, you also said that it would be best for me to maintain my identity as a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect and not get too close to you. In addition, Minghuo will eventually become your enemy. If you injure him now, he will be unable to do anything for at least half a month. This will also reduce the resistance you face in taking over Qingle Palace."

"You actually thought of this," Hua Xiangwan laughed, "It's a bit beyond my expectation."

Xie Changji looked at her smile and said nothing.

Hua Xiangwan thought about it, and seeing that he had nothing to do, she waved her hand and said, "If you don't rest, I will. I have to sleep."

Having said that, Hua Xiangwan took off her shoes and got on the bed.

Actually she couldn't sleep either, but she didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment.

After killing Wen Rong Daxi, she inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of emptiness. She seemed to be walking aimlessly in the world, with an empty heart.

Xie Changji stood in the room for a while, then walked to the bed, removed the bed curtains, and gently lay down beside her.

She turned her back to him and said nothing. After a while, the person behind her came over and hugged her from behind.

Feeling warmth coming from behind, Xie Changji whispered to her, "Let's do it?"

This attracted her attention and pulled her back from the desolate and confused feeling. She didn't expect that he would still think about this at this time. She couldn't help laughing: "Xie Changji, are you done yet?"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. He just listened to her laugh and finally felt the uneasiness growing in his blood dissipate a little.

It was difficult for him to tell her that he loved not only the act itself, but that only at the moment of their skin-to-skin contact did he feel that he truly owned her.

This was the only way he could feel her, and the only time he could eliminate the anxiety and panic in his bones.

So he indulged in it, and became addicted to it. He wished that he could spend day and night, every moment, sinking into the sea of ​​desire with her, without ever reaching the other side.

But he couldn't express his illness in words, so he just hugged her quietly, absorbing the little warmth from her body to calm himself.

Hua Xiangwan was disturbed by him like this, and for a moment she felt as if she was being pulled back to the human world. In the dim light, she looked at the intricate patterns on the bed curtains. She could not help but reach out to touch them as the light leaked through them. She spoke softly, "Xie Changji, how did you feel after you slaughtered everyone in the realm of life and death?"

Hua Xiangwan was a little confused as she spoke: "You completed what your master had wanted to do for thousands of years, and you also avenged your master and fellow disciples. At that time, you should have been very happy, right?"

"No." Xie Changji recalled the state of mind he had when he stood in the wilderness, the Sword of Heart had calmed down, the ground was covered with blood, and he could no longer sense any evil aura.

At that time, he felt neither happy nor excited, and he was even a little confused.

He didn't know where to go, nor did he know the way forward. For a moment, he didn't quite understand why he was the one who survived.

Originally, he didn't care about life or death, but he chose to live. The one who jumped into the realm of life and death was Wanwan, the one who sacrificed himself to the sword was the master, and the one who was slaughtered by the evil demons in the realm of life and death was his fellow disciples.

He thought carefully about that time and finally said, "At that time, I was thinking about you."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan turned around. She looked into the young man's eyes. He looked at her quietly and talked about the moment when he was called back to the Tianjian Sect.

"I suddenly remembered that one night, we took turns keeping watch. The stars were bright that day, and you let me go to sleep first. When I fell asleep, you poked me quietly with a dogtail grass."

"And then?"

Hua Xiangwan turned over in his arms, listening to him talk about the long-forgotten past, knowing clearly that this was indeed something she could do.

Xie Changji closed his eyes and said with a hint of laughter: "I didn't want to pay attention to you, so I pretended to be asleep, thinking you would be quiet. But you found out that I was asleep and kissed me secretly."

As Hua Xiangwan listened to him speak, she suddenly felt as if she had gone back two hundred years to the past, when the young man was lying on the grass, and she looked down at him.

His voice blocked out the two hundred years of suffering and pain and soothed the poverty and dryness in her heart.

She listened to his description: "At that time, I felt a little panicked, but actually I felt a little happy. I didn't know whether I should open my eyes..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a pair of soft lips approaching him.

Xie Changji didn't close his eyes. He felt Hua Xiangwan reaching out her hands and hugging his neck. She took the initiative to go deeper, as if she had come to the snowy land in the other world and hugged him in the ice and snow.

They kissed each other across two hundred years, healing the lost time. He was as gentle and careful as he was in his youth, and she took the initiative to cling to him.

In the dancing light and shadow, she took the initiative to sit on him, and he sat and hugged her, burying his head devoutly in front of her.

The Bi Hai Zhu rose and fell with her movements. Xie Changji did not look up. He put his hands behind his back, supporting the two of them, and enduring everything she gave him.

That's enough.

He kept telling himself.

She was alive, he could stay by her side, he could accompany her, wasn't this what he wanted in the beginning?

But he still couldn't help but look up, his eyes fell on the Jade Sea Pearl. He stared at it for a long time, forced himself to look away, pressed her forehead down, and broke through her sea of ​​consciousness again.

The primordial babies entangled with each other, their spiritual powers exchanged, and the immense joy brought by the covenant of dual cultivation rose to the top, and Hua Xiangwan could not help but sob softly.

At this time, in the Demon Lord's room, a young man tapped the window with his folding fan and spoke slowly: "You want Minghuo to temporarily replace the Lord of Qingle Palace. Does Qingle Palace agree to this?"

"Palace Master Wen has already left, and there is no one in charge of Qingle Palace. Whether it agrees or not depends on the Demon Master's opinion."

Qin Fenglie was standing outside behind a screen. His tone was one of negotiation, but his expression was far from respectful.

The young man looked in the direction of Hehuan Garden where Hua Xiangwan lived and laughed, "But before Wen Rong died, she told me that the position of acting palace master would be handed over to Hua Xiangwan."

"She's confused."

Qin Fenglie said with some disdain: "Young Master Hua's golden elixir is half broken, I'm afraid he can't take care of the affairs of Qingle Palace."

"Whether you can manage it or not, it's all decided by Wen Rong," the young man turned his head and looked at Qin Fenglie outside the screen, "Palace Master Qin, instead of persuading me, you might as well persuade Young Master Hua, what do you think?"

Qin Fenglie said nothing. After a while, the young man said slowly, "Let's put it this way. Minghuo defeated Wen Rong. Logically, it is natural for him to temporarily take over the position of Palace Master of Qingle Palace. However, before Wen Rong died, she designated Hua Xiangwan as the acting Palace Master. Hua Xiangwan is also legitimate. Why not have a palace banquet tonight?" The young man said with a smile, "Let's discuss it?"

Qin Fenglie heard this and said respectfully, "I will follow the Demon Lord's orders."

"Then I will send someone to handle this matter. Palace Master Qin, please go ahead."

"yes."

Qin Fenglie didn't argue much, turned around and walked out of the house.

The young man sat by the window, fanning himself absentmindedly. After a moment, he thought for a moment and sent a message: "Ah Wan."

After a long time without a reply, the young man said slowly: "Ah Wan, if it is inconvenient for you to talk, why don't I come to you in person?"

After these words were spoken, a short while later, the sound transmission jade token began to ring, and Hua Xiangwan said respectfully, "Demon Lord."

"Ah Wan, this is the first time you reply so late. I am very sad."

"I was delayed by something just now. Please forgive me, Lord Demon. I wonder if the Lord Demon has sent a message in person. What's the important matter?"

Hua Xiangwan spoke in a calm tone, and the Green Blood God listened with a cold look in his eyes, but the smile on his lips did not diminish.

"It's nothing big. I just want to hold a celebration banquet for Ming Huo tonight. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Hua Xiangwan was silent for a while. After a moment, she whispered, "Palace Master Wen just left to celebrate Minghuo's success. I wonder what Demon Lord is planning to celebrate?"

"There is one more monk who has transcended the tribulation in the Western Territory, and he was able to surpass his level and kill his predecessor. Isn't this worth celebrating?"

The Jade Blood God laughed and said, "Palace Master Qin has agreed."

After hearing this, Hua Xiangwan understood what the Jade Blood God meant, and asked Qin Fenglie specifically, it must be about Qingle Palace.

"In that case," Hua Xiangwan said with a hint of smile in her tone, "I will follow the Demon Lord's instructions."

"Okay, that's settled then."

"yes."

"Also," the Jade Blood God Lord seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a warning in his gentle tone, "Ah Wan, if you make me wait again next time, I will not be happy."

"I have a bad temper," he reminded her, "you know."

Hua Xiangwan remained silent. After a moment, she responded, "I understand. There won't be a next time."

"good."

After saying this, the Demon Lord cut off the voice transmission.

Hua Xiangwan held the jade token, turned around, and looked at Xie Changji, who was staring at the scar on her chest calmly without saying a word.

She thought about it, sighed, and reached out to hug him: "Oh, I knew this matter was not over yet."

As she spoke, she bent down and kissed him, then stood up from the bed: "Hurry up, there is a palace banquet tonight, get ready."

Xie Changji didn't say anything, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Hua Xiangwan was a little surprised and turned to look at him: "Why don't you say anything?"

"Lord Jadeblood," he said suddenly as he sat on the bed, "Does he never show his true form to others?"

Hua Xiangwan was stunned by this question. After a moment, she understood what he was talking about and nodded. "Yes, he is proficient in the magic of various sects in the Western Territory. What you see are all puppets or clones made of talisman paper."

"Where is he himself?"

Xie Changji's eyes fell on the scar on her chest, thinking seriously.

Hua Xiangwan noticed his gaze and raised her hand to pull up her clothes. Although it was a little strange, she still shook her head and said truthfully: "I don't know. Ordinary people can't see it either."

Xie Changji stopped asking questions, and Hua Xiangwan suddenly became nervous: "What are you going to do? You are not going to kill him, are you?"

“I can’t kill him.”

Xie Changji said calmly: "He is very strong."

Hua Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Xie Changji had some sense, and felt relieved.

Then he got up from the bed, put on a single shirt, and walked into the bathroom.

After he entered, Hua Xiangwan suddenly realized a problem -

How does he know that the Jade Blood God is very powerful?