Chapter 62: The Frail Beauty Whose Life Was Extended by the Immortal Cultivator (17)
Since Qingwu is already the daughter-in-law of the Sect Master's wife, then he, Xiao Yuheng, is also the Sect Master's wife's son, and Qingwu can also be his wife.
I guess the Sect Master's wife won't do anything else to his only remaining son, right?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yuheng's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little, and he was able to temporarily relieve some of his tension.
After being away from Qingwu for just a few hours, he felt as if he had lost his soul, and his whole body was filled with discomfort.
However, there were many affairs to deal with within the sect, especially since his brother had just passed away, leaving behind a bunch of important matters that needed to be dealt with urgently. All these burdens fell on his shoulders.
When he thought of Qingwu being alone in the mortal world with no one to take care of her or accompany her, his heart was in a knot and his worry was beyond words.
Meanwhile, Qing Wu was indeed very confused as she faced the empty courtyard. "Husband? Husband?"
She called out softly twice but received no response. Qingwu's eyes flickered before she saw the letter Xiao Yuheng had left for her.
At the same time, he also noticed the delicious dishes warmed by spiritual power on the dining table and the elixirs in the exquisite porcelain bottles next to them.
Regardless of anything else, let’s fill our stomachs first. We also have pills.
Despite the careful care of Xiao Yuheng and Xiao Yuheng, Qingwu's physical condition is indeed much stronger than before. At least she can live a normal life like an ordinary mortal, and is no longer as fragile as before and fall down at the slightest breeze.
but......
Ever since she witnessed the powerful abilities of the immortal cultivators, she also wanted to be immortal and have the ability to control the wind and rain.
Just as Qingwu finished enjoying the meal and took a short rest, suddenly, an extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation emerged in this small courtyard without any warning.
Such a powerful force actually caused the sky above the courtyard to change color.
The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the small courtyard in the mortal world dim.
A man in a dazzling red robe, like a blazing fire, with his sleeves fluttering wildly and a face as enchanting as a demon, suddenly appeared here.
His eyebrows were like black swords slanting down into his temples, his eyes were like cold stars falling into a dark pool, deep and cold, but as his eyes moved, a devilish charm flowed freely.
Under the high nose bridge, his lips were as thin as blood, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth carried a hint of sarcastic smile, as if all things in the world were ants, only worthy of his ridicule.
His long hair was like a waterfall and was spread out freely, with a few strands of hair falling on his cheeks, which added a bit of unruly and charming look to him.
This is the legendary Demon Lord Mo Yujin, the number one demon cultivator who is as famous as the Immortal Lord Qiu Hen.
However, this world-renowned Demon Lord has not appeared in front of the world for hundreds of years - ever since the rumored battle between him and the Immortal Lord Qiu Hen.
Everyone thought that he had been recovering from the severe injuries he suffered in the war, which had greatly damaged his cultivation. That was why he had not appeared for a long time.
As a result, everyone had even more respect for Bai Qiulan, who was able to defeat the Demon Lord.
But actually...
The corners of Mo Yujin's mouth rose slightly, outlining a wicked and nonchalant smile.
He took big strides, assuming no one was around, and walked into the courtyard that was tightly guarded by layers of barriers.
Is this the place that Bai Qiulan has been secretly protecting for so many years?
It's really strange. What treasures in the mortal world are worth him spending so much time on after he has eliminated all emotions?
Even this time, no one knew what happened, but Bai Qiulan rarely moved his emotions in a way that hadn't been felt in hundreds of years, allowing him to seize the opportunity and occupy the body.
He was almost impatient to find something that could capture his thoughts.
Maybe... after finding the reason, he will be able to regain control of this body and change the situation where he has been suppressed by Bai Qiulan for all these years.
However, the moment he stepped into the courtyard, his arrogant gaze, which was originally filled with evil intent, suddenly fixed on a place not far ahead.
There, a beautiful woman stood quietly, as if a fairy from a painting had descended to the world.
She was wearing a plain white long dress, the hem of which danced lightly in the wind, like a white lotus swaying gracefully under the moon.
Her black hair was as smooth and shiny as black gold. A few delicate jade hairpins in her loosely tied bun emitted a warm luster. A few strands of hair hung down around her snow-white neck, like ink lines outlined on mutton-fat jade.
It's like a treasure left by gods in the mortal world.
Mo Yujin involuntarily moved forward——
Her face seems to be a work of God, her eyebrows are like spring mountains, gentle and fresh.
Those eyes were like the stars in an autumn night, dazzling, extremely bright, and clear without a trace of impurities. When her gaze moved, it seemed as if she could embrace all the ugliness and sin in the world.
The nose is small and straight, like a jade peak standing proudly.
Her lips are like cherries, red without any makeup, and a faint smile hangs on the slightly upturned corners of her mouth, just like a spring breeze gently blowing across the calm lake, rippling layers of gentle ripples.
Mo Yujin just stared at the beauty in front of him infatuatedly. His heart, which had always been arrogant and conceited, was suddenly frozen as if it was cast under a spell.
He prided himself on his unparalleled looks, and every time he was suppressed by Bai Qiulan, he could only admire his unique beauty alone in the corner.
Even though he and Bai Qiulan had the same face, he always believed that the aura he exuded was more majestic and the charm he exuded was more charming.
But today, he actually saw a face that was even more beautiful than his.
My throat rolled unconsciously, but I found myself so nervous that I could hardly breathe.
Every line on her body was flawless, and from the outside, she looked like just an ordinary mortal woman.
So this is the treasure that Bai Qiulan has been silently guarding all this time?
I discovered it, Bai Qiulan...
Mo Yujin knew his chance had come.
I can't believe that a great Mahayana Immortal would actually do this to a mortal...
No... there is demon blood...
Such a half-demon could actually have such a stunning face. A hint of amazement flashed across Mo Yujin's eyes.
At this moment, Qing Wu was looking at the handsome man who suddenly broke into her courtyard like a ghost in panic.
He was emitting a terrifyingly powerful strength, which was definitely not a power that a mortal could possess.
Not only that, he also had an extremely evil aura about him, and he didn't look like a good person at all.
Faced with Mo Yujin's relentless pursuit, Qing Wu could only keep retreating.
Qing Wu stepped back, but Mo Yujin stepped forward.
When Qingwu had retreated to the point where she had no way to retreat and her back was pressed against the door, Mo Yujin suddenly reached out and gently lifted Qingwu's delicate jaw.
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