Chapter 94 Chapter 94 Because of Mu Yang’s coldness…
Because Mu Yang's cold fingers gently touched her lips, she seemed to be bewitched and could not continue speaking.
Li Yian couldn't move.
She didn't know what magic Mu Yang used, she froze in place, staring at him in surprise.
Mu Yang's hand gently stroked her face, and he murmured softly, "Why are you always focused on other things and never give me some time?" His hand slowly slid from her face to her rosy lips.
Although he looks so holy and beautiful, the tone of his voice has a morbid connotation.
He looked at her, her features as cold and delicate as always, her eyes as cold and stiff, always keeping people at a distance, but now she was standing before him, powerless to resist.
He wanted to see a different side of her... His eyes turned dark and paranoid. "I dream about you every day, Yi'an."
In this dead world, there were only him and Li Yian, no one to disturb their solitude. He smiled contentedly, then leaned down and gently kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, and then her tightly pursed lips.
Li Yian's fists seemed to break through the constraints of his strength and clenched suddenly, but his hands grabbed her hands faster and pressed her hands behind her back.
His lips slightly left hers, and he lowered his eyes to look into her eyes filled with anger.
Did he care about her? Even if that care turned into hatred, he didn't care.
Mu Yang closed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and deepened the kiss, holding her lips in his mouth and biting and sucking them gently as if they were a treasure.
When Li Yian broke free again out of anger and struggled to kick him, he also held down her legs with his other hand.
Li Yian felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest with anger. He wanted to curse, but he couldn't move.
Her mind was frantically searching for a way out of this ridiculous situation, but it was a chaotic mess, a tangled mess, and she couldn't make sense of her thoughts.
There was no day or night in this strange world, and she didn't know how much time had passed.
Because her body was stiff and her teeth were clenched tightly, Mu Yang paused and moved away a little, still staring at her.
His clear eyes fluctuated for a long time, and then Mu Yang gently let her go.
His slender fingers combed the loose hair on her forehead, and then he picked up Li Yian, who was frozen in place, and walked back.
The towns along the way were dead silent, and the only sound was Mu Yang's heartbeat, thump thump, fast and fast, like a rainstorm hitting banana leaves.
Mu Yang's steps were slow and steady, and he seemed to be walking leisurely, but he arrived at the Mu Mansion after a while.
He kicked the gate open and walked towards his yard.
The decoration of the courtyard has not changed. There are wind chimes made by Mu Yang himself on the eaves, and a guqin is placed on the stone table.
Mu Yang's room is full of bookshelves, neat and clean. In the back of the room, behind the curtains, is his bed, with bedding neatly folded on it.
He put Li Yian on the bed and took off his shoes, boots and outer clothes.
Li Yian kept looking at him, his face full of fear.
He, what does he want to do? !
Mu Yang's hands covered her wide-open eyes, as if he didn't want her to see his appearance at the moment.
Because her eyes at this moment were too frightened, as if she was looking at a devil, a shameless devil.
Mu Yang lowered his eyes in self-mockery, covered Li Yian with a quilt, then sat on the blanket under the bed, leaning his back against the bed, looking a little lonely, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
After a long moment, he murmured, "I won't touch you, I won't desecrate you, you just need to stay with me quietly for a while."
Force her, possess her, imprison her here, so that she can never leave him... This idea has always been in my mind.
But after trying, he saw her frightened eyes, and he was not happy. Rather than possessing her, he wanted to see her occasionally show a little concern for him behind her indifference. If she was angry, he would never be able to get close to her heart.
The moment Mu Yang finished saying this, Li Yian regained his strength, stood up, raised his hand and slapped Mu Yang in anger.
With a crisp "pop" sound, a red mark appeared on Mu Yang's cheek, with faint traces of blood.
Her force was so strong that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Mu Yang's mouth.
Mu Yang lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers. "If you want to hit me or kill me, you can do so."
Li Yian slapped him again, then raised his fist and punched him in the chest. Li Yian was a martial artist, and his punch was a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary person. The blow left him speechless and bleeding.
She wanted to kick him again, but Mu Yang's attitude of letting him be beaten and killed made her kick pause in mid-air. She withdrew her foot in anger and shouted angrily, "Who do you think I am? Where do you think Li Xuan is?"
"Do you really like Li Xuan?" Mu Yang lowered his head, looking dazed.
He knew that she had always been an introverted person and had always kept to herself. Over the years, the men she had come into contact with the most, besides Qi Yang, were him and Li Xuan.
Qi Yang is attracted to Yuan Yin and treats Li Yian as his younger sister. However, Li Yian rarely interacts with Qi Yang except for training.
Li Xuan and Li Yian have been working together for a long time, and Mu Yang has indeed seen them alone many times.
"I don't like Li Xuan! Aren't you and Li Xuan lovers?!"
Li Yian's angry voice startled Mu Yang, who had a complicated and indifferent expression. He suddenly looked up at her and asked, "What?"
"Li Xuan has risked his life for you countless times, how can you be worthy of him!"
Li Yian, who was usually aloof, was so angry that her face flushed red. She looked around. This strange and alien world made her feel uneasy and fearful. She turned back and glared at Mu Yang, "No matter how you feel, this world was meant for you to bring Li Xuan to experience. Let me go back immediately."
But Mu Yang's face looked extremely ugly.
The history of the world once again flooded into his mind. He had been able to resist it before, but now he had an unbearable headache, and countless historical fragments flashed before his eyes.
"He and I are not lovers." He said angrily, almost enunciating each word.
His sweetheart was right in front of him, but he got angry with her and accused him of misconduct and betraying another man.
I've never been so angry!
He grabbed her wrist, pulled her in front of him, twisted her shoulders, and spoke word by word, "I have always loved you, always you!"
Almost everyone in the seminary knew that he liked her, and his behavior was obvious enough, so even if he hadn't told her about his feelings, he assumed she must know.
Li Yian still wanted to struggle, but was stunned when he heard his words.
"You're the only one I've ever paid attention to!"
"From childhood to adulthood, I only have eyes for you!"
Mu Yang angrily said, "Why do you think Li Xuan and I are lovers? Obviously, he and I... are both men!"
Li Yian rarely saw Mu Yang so angry. She struggled to push him away, pressed her back against the wall, turned her head away and said nothing.
I just kept thinking about what Mu Yang said, "The one I love has always been you."
Mu Yang's eyes were full of anger. He was about to say something else when he suddenly lowered his head with a headache. He sat with his back against the bed and banged his head uncomfortably.
Li Yian noticed that he was acting strangely, moved his lips, and wanted to take a step forward, but he didn't know how to face him, so he had to stop.
The room returned to deathly silence.
Li Yian still couldn't digest Mu Yang's words. She never thought that Mu Yang would confess his love to her.
Unable to face this, Li Yian turned around and wanted to run away.
But the room seemed to be encircled by Mu Yang, and as soon as she approached the door, she was bounced back. This happened every time she tried several times.
Mu Yang over there seemed to be in pain, but he still paid attention to Li Yian and said, "Without my permission, you will never be able to leave."
Li Yian looked up suddenly, only to see Mu Yang placing a black dagger on the ground. "But if you kill me, you can get out."
The dagger on the ground was Mu Yang’s weapon—the Heart Demon Knife.
Li Yian's face was filled with anger, and he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
He kept talking about killing him, killing him. Was he sure that she wouldn't kill him?
Does he really want to destroy himself?
Li Yian sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the foggy sky outside the window, feeling that he had encountered the most difficult problem in the world.
And she couldn't find anyone to give her the answer.
"What exactly do you want me to do?" she asked.
But she didn't wait for Mu Yang's answer. She turned around and found that Mu Yang had fallen asleep beside the bed.
His long hair was scattered on the ground like a waterfall, and there were red marks on his beautiful profile from her beating. There were some bloodstains on his collar, and the black dagger was placed next to him.
Li Yian was stunned, her pretty face showing a little embarrassment: Did she hit me too hard?
And he seemed to trust her too much. How could he leave such an important weapon anywhere?
Li Yian held her chin with her hand. The sky outside the window was gray and she didn't know what time it was. She wondered if her and Mu Yang's disappearance would cause chaos.
Would the audience so easily allow the Theological Society to find the water spirit and gather all the scattered immortals together to purify the evil?
She always felt uneasy.
Her gaze shifted to Mu Yang, and finally she sighed slightly, stood up and walked in front of Mu Yang.
She didn't believe Mu Yang would turn evil. In her heart, Mu Yang was a truly kind person, the one who brought new life to the world, and only Mu Yang could deal with the onlookers.
She half squatted down, grabbed Mu Yang's wrist, and was about to silently recite the healing spell to heal him.
Mu Yang's eyelashes trembled. He half-opened his eyes and saw that it was Li Yian. He reached out and grabbed Li Yian's wrist, pulled her down, pressed her back with both hands, and held her in his arms.
Li Yian frowned and jumped up quickly.
This time, because Mu Yang did not restrain her, she was able to escape easily.
She stood and looked down at him, her brows stern, "What do you want me to do?"
Mu Yang closed his eyes slightly in pain, as if he was in great pain. He said softly, "I just want you to stay with me, that's all."
Li Yian choked and didn't know how to respond.
After a long stalemate, Li Yian felt the abnormal fluctuation of spiritual power in his body - could it be that his ribs had just been broken?
Li Yian's face changed drastically. She quickly squatted down again, tore open Mu Yang's clothes, and gently touched his smooth chest with her hands. When she realized that there was no unusual bulge, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Without caring about anything else, she hurriedly used healing techniques to transfer spiritual power to him.
Mu Yang was half-conscious, but still stubbornly reached out and held her wrist.
Li Yian pulled but couldn't free it, so he had to accept his fate and let him hold on.
After the healing was completed, she pulled the blanket off the bed and covered Mu Yang with it.
Mu Yang had fallen completely asleep. Li Yian looked down at Mu Yang's hand that was tightly clamped around her wrist, sighed silently, and sat next to Mu Yang, thinking about how she should convince him to go with her to deal with the onlookers when he woke up.
After daydreaming for a while, Li Yian slumped down on his knees and slowly fell asleep.
…
Mu Yang was in a pure white space, looking around in confusion.
"Yian..." He suddenly remembered something and quickly raised his hand, but the hand that was originally holding her wrist was empty.
The entire space was empty except for him.
There are floating clouds under your feet and countless fragments of scenes around you.
He walked quickly forward, trying to find his way back, but countless fragments of scenes around him crowded into his mind.
Feng Yao, a deity born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, once lived in heaven and looked down upon the human world with indifference.
Do not get involved in any human affairs, and just treat life and death, separation, love, hate, anger and ignorance as mirages in the mirror.
Disasters are always accompanied by floods and heavy rains.
He slashed the sky with his inner demon knife, lightning exploded, and reaped countless lives.
And everything he did only followed the will of heaven. Heaven allowed him to destroy a country if he wanted to, and a city if he wanted to. This was the fate of mankind.
He has no emotions, he is just a god of disaster created by nature.
But once there are enough wronged souls who have died, evil thoughts and resentment among humans will arise.
Evil and filth are mankind’s resistance to the laws of nature accumulated over countless years.
Resentment arose in the world, black air filled the sky, and demons were born from this black air.
The spectator is destiny, and is also born from this black air. He lives by absorbing resentment and increases his strength by killing other demons, turning into the greatest demon on earth.
"Since you can fool humans, why can't I fool you?"
The audience laughed wildly. She was born from absorbing evil, and was evil itself. As long as any living being had resentment in their heart, she would exist in that living being's heart.
Through seduction and deception, she cast all the gods down to earth and made them suffer the pain of humans.
Since Feng Yao, the God of Lightning, was once a deity that reaped human lives, let him reincarnate as a human and live to protect humanity for generations to come.
Since Youtian is the god of mountains and seas who protects mankind, let him be contaminated with evil and bring harm to mankind. Even if he dies, he must die with guilt.
The audience will repeat all the farces over and over again, and from these farces, countless grievances will be born, forming overwhelming resentment, which serves as her food, allowing her to become more and more powerful.
It was not until tens of thousands of years ago that Feng Yao saw through her trick and smashed her body, so that she could no longer appear in the world in a physical form.
She needed to rebuild her body, which meant she had to create even greater resentment, and that resentment required a perfect dark container.
That dark container is a human girl named "Li Yian".
She created all the tragic fates for the girl, letting her die again and again, but she also collected her soul and arranged for her to be resurrected again and again.
Until the girl's life, something changed.
Interest appeared on the faces of the spectators. "Feng Yao, Feng Yao, you have been proud for tens of thousands of years, but you fell in love with your nemesis. It would be really interesting if you were brought to the lowest level by your nemesis of thousands of years..."
...Countless memories rushed into his mind frantically, and Mu Yang banged his head in pain.
He recalled Li Yian's face, trying to squeeze out the bad memories, but more memories of Li Yian flashed through his eyes.
Ten thousand years ago, "Li Yian", whose soul was whipped by him and scattered to pieces, had his soul fragments scattered all over the world and in countless time and space.
The audience collected most of her souls and sealed them in a dark illusion. Every time they resurrected her, they would tear a piece of her soul from her body alive, and her heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the dark illusion.
Fortunately, a piece of soul fragment that remained in another time and space was summoned by "Li Yian" and came back to participate in rebirth again.
And this piece of soul fragment is Li Yian, whom Mu Yang deeply loves but cannot have.
In the dark illusion, the spectator tightly grasped Li Yian's throat, and Li Yian was unable to move. "Didn't you say you wanted to see the bond between Feng Yao and me?"
The spectator's claws suddenly clenched, blood flowed from the corner of Li Yian's mouth, his face turned red and purple due to lack of oxygen, and he was dying.
Mu Yang suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze filled with viciousness and endless anger, "Do you dare to touch her again? I will tear you into pieces!"
Clearly, the flash before his eyes was only a fragment of memory. The spectator in the dark illusion paused and laughed heartily. "You actually warned me? How interesting!"
She threw Li Yian down, looked back at the void, and moved her lips slightly: "Tear into pieces? I want to show you how I can tear her into pieces."
She curled her lips, waved her sleeves, and countless giant pythons emerged from the darkness and pounced on Li Yian...
Mu Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to rush forward, but he passed through those fragments of memories.
He saw Li Yian being tortured and killed, covered in blood. He saw her spitting out blood and said in hatred, "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. I would rather die in battle..."
He saw that the spiritual power he was supposed to pass on to Li Yian was passed on to Li Yian's previous life.
He saw the wounded Li Yian making a promise to Cheng Qiu during the ceremony...
Countless fragments flashed before his eyes, and Mu Yang's clenched fists were already oozing blood.
It turns out that his Yi An was being abused in a place he didn't know about...
"I will make you disappear forever, my dear audience." Sinister words spilled from his mouth. "You will never be reborn."
…
Amidst the flying petals, Li Yian suddenly raised her head and saw a ghost looking at her in front of her.
Li Yian was startled. The ghost quickly stepped forward and asked, "The Heart Demon Blade? The smell of the Heart Demon Blade!"
The ghost will never forget this knife, because it was this knife that killed her.
The ghost clapped his hands and laughed, his laughter was filled with infinitely complex emotions, "It seems that Feng Yao has obtained his weapon, but unfortunately, he has not yet completely tamed the Heart Demon Blade."
Upon hearing this, Li Yian hurriedly asked, "What will be the consequences if it's not tamed?"
After being reminded by the original owner, Li Yian suddenly remembered that the Heart Demon Knife mentioned in the novel was snow-white, while the Heart Demon Knife she saw was pure black.
"It will corrode Feng Yao's heart and make her extreme, sensitive, and bloodthirsty."
Li Yian thought about how Mu Yang had become a completely different person, and couldn't help but worry, "What should I do?"
The ghost snorted coldly, "The only way to restore him to normal is to hide his inner demon knife."
She looked at Li Yian, "And the one hiding the knife is none other than you. He trusts you very much, doesn't he?"
Li Yian's face froze, but he didn't say anything.
It was rare for Youhun to see Li Yian's cold face change expression, so he couldn't help but be curious, "What are you being so shy about?"
Li Yian's face was filled with black lines, and he almost immediately retorted, "I'm not shy."
After a pause, she kicked the stone under her feet with a headache. She didn't have any friends to confide in, and usually she had to deal with her troubles alone.
But this time, her worries had left her in a tangle, unable to think clearly. Even though the original owner seemed unreliable, she couldn't help but say, "Someone just told me he loved me, but it's obvious we have nothing in common, it's impossible."
"Are you talking about Mu Yang?"
Li Yian looked around in shock and asked in a low voice, "How did you know?"
The ghost sneered coldly. "Everyone knows."
Ghosts are extremely sensitive and intelligent people, and Li Yian, as one of her soul fragments, is so dull that it is really a shame for her.
"I became disabled to save you, I committed suicide to see you, I gave up everything to be with you and promised Mu Yin..." The ghost's hand conjured a mirror-like fragment out of thin air, "I stole the third eye from the audience, and I saw everything from it."
Li Yian was stunned by what she said, "What, what did you say?"
Her heart sank. "I don't understand. What disability? What suicide..."
The ghost handed the mirror to Li Yian and said, "You will know when you see it."
Li Yian was familiar with this mirror because Mu Yang also had a similar one, called the "Sky Eye Bronze Mirror". As long as he wanted to find someone, he could see him in the mirror, see where he was, and see everything he had experienced.
Li Yian looked down at the mirror, and fragments of various scenes flashed through her mind. There were countless times when Mu Yang had looked at her from behind, and there was also the time when Mu Yang was trampled to the ground by Mu Yin in the woods behind the Theological Society...
Li Yian felt as if he had been burned. He didn't want to believe this fact and was unwilling to take the mirror. "Impossible, he and Li Xuan..."
The ghost sneered, "Li Xuan was originally a person transformed by Mu Yang's power. Isn't it normal for him to protect and worry about his master? In essence, they are the same person. Don't believe in these artificially fabricated stories."
The ghost naturally knew what Li Yian was thinking. Having lived for ten thousand years, she knew everything. She could even see through the thoughts of the young woman in her early twenties.
She added, "It's easy to tame the Heart Demon Blade. Let Mu Yang and Li Xuan merge into one, transforming into the complete Feng Yao. But before that, you must hide the Heart Demon Blade and don't let Mu Yang come into contact with it too much, otherwise he will be contaminated too much and degenerate into an evil demon."
Li Yian stared at her blankly, his head buzzing.
Struggling to comprehend what the original owner had said, she looked dazed and muttered to herself, "Are you telling the truth?"
"How can I lie to you?"
The ghost sat on the stone next to Li Yian and said, "If you don't believe me, go back and hide the Heart Demon Knife. See if Mu Yang will return to normal. Isn't it because of these worries that you fell asleep and came to me?"
Li Yian looked directly at the ghost, trying to find any sign of her joking, but the ghost's expression remained normal.
"I... believe you." Li Yian finally looked away and said in a low voice.
The ghost's body gradually disappeared, leaving behind her third eye on the ground.
Li Yian reached out and picked up the mirror, holding the edge tightly.
As Li Yian walked away with the mirror, the ghost gradually appeared in the air.
Her life has been restarted many times, and she has fought with Mu Yang countless times, fighting to the death. But she didn't expect that this time, Mu Yang would fall in love with Li Yian. Is it true that distance creates beauty?
I wonder if Mu Yang is willing to hand over the Heart Demon Sword to Li Yian?
The ghost's eyes gradually turned cold, "Onlookers, the ten thousand years of hatred should also end."
…
Theological Society.
It was already dawn, and the students of the Theological Society had gathered in the temple. Ah Quan looked anxiously at An Si in the temple, "Priest, have you found Mu Yang, Li Yian, and Li Xuan?"
These three people disappeared last night and didn't come back all night. Now that the plan is about to start, we are suddenly missing three capable people. I don't know if they can deal with the monsters in the tunnel alone.
An Si held the Sky Eye bronze mirror in his hand, frowning tightly, feeling somewhat helpless. "The Sky Eye's searching ability is limited. It cannot detect those whose spiritual power is higher than that of the user. I don't have enough spiritual power to see them."
He looked at Mu Yin who was standing beside him, "Mu Yin, come and take a look. I'll teach you the terminology."
Mu Yin was absent-minded the whole time, and ignored everyone's pursuit and flattery.
No one knew that a dark illusion was hidden in front of him. The audience smiled with their lips curled, "You have taken control of the Theological Society so quickly, it's really amazing, Mu Yin."
"The students of the Theological Society look delicious, perfect for feeding my pets..."
Mu Yin just glanced at her coldly without saying a word.
At this moment, when Mu Yin heard An Si's words, he just casually replied, "Why wait for them? I am enough."
An Si frowned, "Don't underestimate the enemy. That nine-headed golden python might have been created by someone watching the show. Its power is unfathomable."
Moreover, at present, Mu Yin was the only one with a strong power in the entire Theological Society, while the others were just ordinary people. And An Si still did not have much trust in Mu Yin.
Mu Yin just snorted lightly and walked to the Heavenly Eye Bronze Mirror.
An Si recited the spell once and asked Mu Yin to repeat it.
Mu Yin just casually recited a sentence, and the bronze mirror of the Heavenly Eye gradually began to light up. In the blur, he saw Li Yian.
Ah Quan's eyes lit up and he rushed over to the front, "Where is this?"
As soon as he saw where Li Yian was, he couldn't help but look puzzled.
The sky was dark red and the fog was thick. In the room, she hugged her knees, leaned against the edge of the bed, and fell asleep.
But whenever they turned the bronze mirror and wanted to look at other places, the image disappeared, as if there was a powerful force in that place that prevented them from peeping.
"It must be Li Xuan." A Quan said, "Only his spiritual power can stop Mu Yin..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Xuan's cold voice came from the doorway, "It's Mu Yang."
A Quan turned around suddenly and saw Li Xuan, who had disappeared for a night, appear.
Thinking of how Li Xuan had drawn a nearly 100-meter-long trench on the ground in a fit of rage last night, causing the earthquake to collapse houses, A Quan took a step back.
"What's going on?" An Si stood up quickly.
Li Xuan's eyes were cold, with lingering anger in them. "Mu Yang took Li Yian to another time and space. Mu Yang became a god, but he also fell."
He had never been defeated, but he lost to Mu Yang and watched Mu Yang take Li Yian away.
In his mind, he still recalled Li Yian reaching out her hand to him with red eyes, asking him to save her.
This made him uneasy all night.
I went to the library and browsed through books all night, but I couldn't find any way to travel to another time and space.
This was the first time that he, who had been so arrogant, suffered such a setback.
Thinking of this, Li Xuan's eyes turned as cold as ice.
An Si's expression changed slightly. "Different time and space..." he muttered. "I've only seen it in ancient books."
Although some high-level evil spirits can create small illusions, and spectators can also create dark illusions, these illusions are all hosted in this world. If you spend some time, you can find the breakthrough point of the illusion and find the person.
The different time and space is completely independent of this world. Once Mu Yang and the others go to the different time and space, no one will be able to find them, which is equivalent to their complete disappearance.
If they don't come back, it's the same as being dead, and even the memories of their remaining relatives and acquaintances will slowly disappear, as if they had never existed in this world.
An Si's expression turned ugly, and there was anger on his face, "Mu Yang is really... so willful!"
At this time, the sky had become brighter and the snow had slowly stopped. It was time to go out.
An Si slammed the table angrily, barely suppressing his anger, "You guys go first, I'll find a way to find them."
A Quan and others quickly responded and retreated.
Li Xuan's face was grim. He turned around and was about to leave when An Si called him, "Li Xuan, protect them. Also, remember to keep an eye on Mu Yin."
After Li Xuan nodded and left, An Si was left alone in the temple with a cold expression.
It would be great if Cheng Qiu was here at this time. In his soul state, he could travel through time and space to bring Li Yian back.
After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
…
When Li Yian opened her eyes drowsily, she saw that Mu Yang was awake.
He sat next to her, holding a white bead in his hand, looking down at something, his handsome face cold.
But when she opened her eyes and looked at him, Mu Yang put the beads back into his sleeve, his expression softened a little, and his hand gently stroked her hair, "Yian, did you sleep well?"
Li Yian thought about what Mu Yang had done to her and what the original owner had said in her dream. Her face flushed. She slightly turned her head to avoid his hand, her face stiff, "Not bad, not bad."
She wanted to stand up, but Mu Yang grabbed her arm.
"I know you covered me with a blanket last night and treated my internal injuries."
Mu Yang smiled with his lips pursed, his eyes bright, as if he had regained his former gentle sunshine.
Li Yian quickly pulled his hand back, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He said stiffly, "When are you coming back with me? Today is the day for the mission."
Before, she always said "Let me go back", but now she said "Come back with me".
Mu Yang's smile gradually disappeared, and he just lowered his head and looked somewhere, "Yian, why do you always care so much about them?"
His voice was low and his emotions were unrecognizable.
Li Yian half-knelt beside him and said, "Mu Yang, don't you care about this too?"
He has been working hard to save everyone and treating everyone kindly. He has always been the kindest and gentlest person in her eyes.
Mu Yang pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Li Yian looked around but couldn't find the pure black dagger.
He had clearly just casually placed it on the ground last night, allowing her to kill him at any time. But now he had put it away?
Li Yian hesitated, unsure how to ask Mu Yang to hand over the Heart Demon Blade to her. If she told him the truth, saying that she hadn't tamed the Heart Demon Blade yet, would he believe her?
While she was thinking, her hand was held by Mu Yang, and she heard Mu Yang's gentle voice, "Yian, come here, I made breakfast for you."
Li Yian was stunned. Where could he get the ingredients to cook in this barren place?
But Mu Yang took her to the yard, where there were exquisite and fragrant dishes and a pot of sake on the stone table.
Li Yian muttered in a daze, "Osmanthus wine..."
Back then, she had protected Mu Yang for a while, and Mu Yang, in gratitude, had specially made osmanthus wine. Because it was so delicious, she even fought with Qi Yang who tried to drink it.
I didn’t expect Mu Yang still remembered it.
Mu Yang set the table and ladled soup and rice for her. He didn't eat, but just sat opposite her and looked at her with a smile.
Li Yian sat opposite and wanted to maintain his usual cool demeanor, but the food and drinks were too delicious, so he lowered his head and ate in silence.
"Thank you." She said thank you in an awkward muffled voice halfway through her meal.
She pushed the snacks in front of Mu Yang, motioning him to eat some, but Mu Yang just shook his head, "These are all made for you. I don't like to eat these."
"Ah." Li Yian had no choice but to withdraw his hand. He had never expected that he would not like this kind of divine snack.
"But where do the ingredients come from?" She finally remembered this question.
The atmosphere between the two of them was so good, and Li Yian didn't look at him coldly. Mu Yang was in a good mood and looked at her gently. After hearing her words, he paused and replied, "I went back to that world."
Li Yian choked on his drink and raised his eyes quickly, "Why didn't you take me with you when you went back?"
Mu Yang hurriedly reached out and handed her a handkerchief, wanting to wipe the wine stains from the corners of her mouth, but she turned her head away.
Li Yian took his handkerchief, wiped his mouth carelessly, and looked at Mu Yang, "When will you come back with me?"
Seeing Mu Yang remained silent, Li Yian said, "We all need you."
She kept talking about going back, but it was obvious that he just wanted to seize every moment to be alone with her for a while.
Mu Yang's expression darkened. "If Yi An wants me to go back, then I will go back."
Li Yian thought it would be difficult to persuade him to go back, but he didn't expect him to agree so easily.
Maybe Mu Yang really hasn't changed, he is still the Mu Yang she knows.
She paused sluggishly, then raised her lips slightly, "Okay."
Her smile was fleeting, but Mu Yang kept looking at her, making her feel uneasy.
When Li Yian could no longer bear it and was about to slam the table, Mu Yang stood up and hugged her in his arms.
...I thought he was normal just now, but now he is abnormal again?
Li Yian, who was about to struggle, didn't know that Mu Yang's face was already red and his heart was about to jump out.
When he kissed her forcefully, he didn't feel shy, just sad.
But when she smiled at him, his heart seemed to be suddenly gripped by something, his blood rushed up, and he felt dizzy.
At this moment, Li Yian wanted to push him away. If he wanted to, he could easily restrain her and make her unable to move.
But at this time he obediently let Li Yian push him away.
Therefore, Li Yian saw his red face, as beautiful as a peach blossom.
"..." Li Yian lowered his head, pretending that he couldn't see, and took a few mouthfuls of rice.
After a pause, she moved the food in front of Mu Yang and said calmly, "You should eat too. We may have to fight a tough battle when we go back."
Although Mu Yang and Li Xuan are the main force, she will do her best to assist them.
Mu Yang's eyes darkened, he held the chopsticks in his hand, but he had no appetite.
Once they got back, her attention wouldn't be on him anymore, right?
I’m afraid it will be difficult to have such harmonious and beautiful alone time as we have now?
She had always been like that, always thinking about working, fighting, and protecting others.
How on earth could he get her eyes to linger on him a little longer?
"Yian." Mu Yang suddenly said, "I told you that I love you very much. What is your answer?"
"Cough!" Li Yian coughed, stood up, and looked around. "I think it's getting late now. We should go back as soon as possible."
"Yian, how about we make a pact? If I kill the spectator, we'll be together, how about that?"
Mu Yang stood up and looked at her without blinking.
He had been passive countless times, waiting for Li Yian to approach him, but ended up pushing Li Yian further and further away, allowing Cheng Qiu to take advantage of the opportunity.
It was obvious that he had known her for the longest time and had liked her for the longest time, and he also believed that his love for her was no less than Cheng Qiu's.
Once he determined his goal, he seemed to throw away all his shame and pour out all his love.
At this moment, he was staring at her closely. "When everything is over, we will be together."
Li Yian hurriedly turned around and went to the room to pack her things, even though she had nothing to pack.
Mu Yang knew that she would want to run away when she encountered something she was not good at, but he didn't want to force her.
When I laid her on the bed yesterday, her frightened look still lingered in my mind.
He didn't want Li Yian to see him as such a low-class, lustful scoundrel.
Seeing Li Yian running back to the room, Mu Yang lowered his eyes slightly and sighed softly.
The white bead in the palm of his hand was shining slightly. It was Cheng Qiu's soul, which he had repaired.
As his spiritual power increases, the time until Cheng Qiu wakes up will become shorter and shorter.
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