The man in red landed in a garden. It was obvious at first glance that this was not a place that ordinary people could enjoy. It was full of luxurious decorations, especially the three-story building in the center. There were many servants serving inside, and the lights were bright.

The man in black robes arrived shortly afterwards and said to the Dark Moon Realm Lord, "Lord, they came for the Dark Moon Grass. I failed to stop them. It was my fault."

"Don't blame yourself. The Lord of West City is not someone who can be resisted by everyone. I'm sure that in this world, there are not many people who can resist more than five of them." The Lord of Dark Moon Realm chuckled, without any blame in his tone.

When An Yan saw the Dark Moon Realm Lord heading for the tall building, she also headed over there, but Yan Qingqiu grabbed her sleeve and said, "You better be careful. That person seems to be very powerful. What if there is some kind of trap in the building?"

"I'll let a few butterflies go over and take a look first." Meidie said as she conjured up a few butterflies from her fingertips.

But just as the butterflies were about to fly away, they all disappeared into powder.

Meidie was shocked and said, "How amazing! He even knew this."

"Let's stop playing tricks and have a good talk with him." An Yan said.

"Can you beat him?" Yan Qingqiu asked.

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen his real skills, but I think he must be an expert." An Yan replied. She really had no idea, after all, she had never fought with him.

The Lord of the Dark Moon Realm had already ordered his servants to serve tea and snacks, while he sat leaning against the railing, leisurely waiting for An Yan and the others to come over.

An Yan strode into the building and said, "Dark Moon Realm Lord, can you lend me the Youyue Grass?"

“This is a treasure from the Dark Moon Realm. How can you just lend it to me?” The man in black robe sneered.

Yan Qingqiu sneered and said, "Our city lord didn't ask you, so how can a servant like you interrupt?"

"Aren't you a servant?" the man in black robe scolded him.

"I'm the deputy city lord." Yan Qingqiu introduced himself with a hint of pride.

The black-robed man laughed loudly and said, "Why flatter yourself? Everyone knows that the old man passed the city lord position to a woman many years ago, and he was willing to serve as the deputy city lord. Where did you come from to become the deputy city lord?"

Yan Qingqiu was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute him.

An Yan said coldly: "I sealed it."

The man in black robe just rolled his eyes after hearing this, but Yan Qingqiu was happy. He just wanted to prove his point.

The Dark Moon Realm Lord said lazily, "I can give it to you, but you have to stay and be a maid. Are you willing?"

"What are you talking about? How can the Lord of our West City be your maid?" Yan Qingqiu was unhappy. He thought that this Lord of the Realm was insulting An Yan.

"Then there is nothing we can do." The Dark Moon Realm Lord lowered his eyes and said, "You originally said you wanted to discuss it, but now I have discussed it with you, but you do not agree. It is obvious that you are not sincere."

"Of course I am sincere, but being a maid has a time limit." An Yan asked.

"When you can make the Youyue grass bloom, you can take him away." said the Lord of the Dark Moon Realm.

"What does this mean?" Yan Qingqiu was actually confused.

"You will find out if you go and take a look." The Lord of Dark Moon Realm gave the man in black a look.

An Yan had a look of suspicion on her face and had no choice but to go out with the man in black robe. She had a bad feeling in her heart.

The man in black robe led An Yan to a yard.

This yard is very special, like a small holiday yard. There is a butterfly flapping its wings in the sky, shining golden light down, as if there is a sun here.

There is a small hot spring and a pavilion inside, and it is full of green plants. All you can see is green.

"Hey, look, that's my butterfly." Meidie pointed to the sky. She was a little excited, as if she had met an old friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time. She also felt a little emotional. Since then, she has never cultivated the same butterfly again.

"Which ones are the Youyue Grass?" An Yan was more concerned about this matter.

"All the plants here are Youyue grass, but they haven't bloomed yet." The black-robed man told her truthfully, and then said, "For decades, they have never bloomed. People outside know that there is Youyue grass in the Dark Moon Realm, but no one knows that this grass has stopped blooming."

An Yan gasped. She didn't expect this to be the outcome. She murmured, "This is impossible. Why didn't he bloom?"

Yan Qingqiu frowned, and he spat, saying, "I've always said that Lingxian is not a good person. If that's true, he tricked us into walking such a long way, but now it's all for nothing."

Meidie was also sad and said, "What should I do? Is there any way to make Youyue Grass bloom?"

"Our Lord has a worry, and his deceased wife is his worry." said the man in black robe.

"What you mean is that as long as the Dark Moon Realm Lord's heart disease can be cured, the Dark Moon Grass will be able to bloom?" An Yan asked.

The man in black robe did not say anything, but asked An Yan: "Do you think people can come back to life after death?"

"What are you talking about? Do you think that only by turning the dead back into living people can you get rid of your worries?" Mei Die asked him.

"But the Lord's wife is not in this life." The black-robed man said coldly.

Yan Qingqiu frowned and said, "People can be reincarnated. If you can find your reincarnated body, that's fine."

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"There is no reincarnation, and it has turned to ashes." The man in black robe told him mercilessly.

An Yan frowned, not knowing what to ask.

The man in black robe said, "You can go to the next yard to rest. The master of the realm only needs to keep one person as a maid, and the others can leave." After saying that, he strode away.

Yan Qingqiu frowned and said to An Yan, "What do you think?"

"I'll stay, you guys go back first." An Yan said.

"That won't do. We came here together and you can't be left alone. Of course I have to stay with you." Yan Qingqiu said.

Meidie also said: "I think so too, let's go back together."

"There's little hope, isn't it?" An Yan felt inexplicably sad.

Yan Qingqiu knew what she was referring to. It must be because of the matter concerning Li Rongsen's life that made her sad. He wanted to hug her to comfort her but felt it was not appropriate. He could only pat her shoulder and said, "Let's go back to the house and think of a solution first."

An Yan nodded and went to the place the black-robed man had just mentioned.

The yard was not far from where we were just now, it was right next door. There were three rooms in the yard, and all the furniture and decorations were complete in each room, and all the lights were on at the moment.

An Yan lived in the main house, and she originally wanted Mei Die and Yan Qingqiu to go and rest first.

But Meidie said, "Let me share a room with you. I can take care of you if anything happens. There is also room for one person to sleep on this couch by the window."

"It's okay. We're already here. What are you afraid of?" An Yan didn't think it was a big deal. She took off her bag, took out the bracelet inside, and called out, "Lingxian, come out for a moment."

Yan Qingqiu was pouring tea when he heard An Yan shouting, so he automatically stood outside the house to prevent anyone from hearing it.

Lingxian's voice came over, she said: "We have arrived at the Dark Moon Realm."

"The Youyue grass hasn't bloomed yet, do you have any solution?"

"That's the knot in his heart. If the knot is not removed, it will never blossom." Lingxian told her the truth.

"You're so kind to say it now." Yan Qingqiu walked closer and sneered at her, then stood at the door of the house.

Lingxian stopped talking and listened to An Yan say: "Even if you said so, I would still come."

"I know there's little hope, but since you insist on saving Li Rongsen, I can only let you try." Lingxian's voice was a little guilty.

"How did his deceased wife die?" An Yan asked.