“Acheng”.
Long Moyuan tenderly embraced Feng Qingcheng, who had been turned into a blood-soaked figure.
This is his Ah Cheng, and now it's all turned into this. How much pain must he be in!
If he could, he would love to take her pain in his place.
Feng Qingcheng felt pain all over her body, it was excruciating.
She couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes.
"Acheng." Long Moyuan hugged her tightly with tears in his eyes and used a cleaning spell on her. He knew that his Acheng loved cleanliness the most.
"How is Ah Cheng?"
"team leader."
“Acheng”.
Several friends gathered around.
Feng Qingcheng fainted in Long Moyuan's arms.
Long Moyuan picked up Feng Qingcheng, turned around and left. He didn't want them to see Acheng like this.
"Long Moyuan, you..."
Jiang Yuebai pulled Nanfeng back and shook his head.
The south wind is getting impatient.
“Prince An will take good care of the captain. At this time, let’s not cause any more trouble.”
"But……"
“Nanfeng, although His Highness Prince An doesn’t usually hold grudges against you, that doesn’t mean you can cross his line.”
Even Xiao Wangyou said something.
Nanfeng was extremely depressed.
"Don't I even have the right to worry about Ah Cheng?"
"Our captain has saved us so many times before. Now that she is injured, we are powerless to help her because we are too weak. If we want to repay her, then we should work hard and not hold her back anymore."
"That's right."
The three friends channeled their grief and anger into strength and went off to cultivate diligently.
It is said that Long Moyuan guarded Feng Qingcheng for three days and three nights.
For three days and three nights, the most skilled demon healers of the demon race came to treat her tirelessly.
Feng Qingcheng has two forces within her body, one demonic and the other human. Both forces are vying for dominance, and the healers are unable to suppress them.
As for Feng Qingcheng's burned skin, the demon doctors could only do their best to treat it.
In short, all the divine medicines of the demon race were used, but they could only control Feng Qingcheng's injuries. The demon doctors had no way to heal the corroded skin.
Long Moyuan felt a pang of heartache seeing the celestial beauty Acheng burned to a crisp.
Ah Cheng loves beauty so much, if she woke up and found herself looking like this, would she be able to bear it?
"The demon race has a kind of demonic art that can transplant skin. I wonder if you would be willing to use it, sir?" a demon doctor asked.
"Let's talk about it when Ah Cheng wakes up."
These quack doctors!
That's so useless.
If his son, Ah Cheng, were awake, these injuries would have been healed long ago.
Long Moyuan wanted to curse, but he was afraid that if he offended them, no demon would be able to treat Acheng.
Long Moyuan personally took Feng Qingcheng's pulse, and her pulse had stabilized, so he believed she should wake up soon.
"If Lord Feng wakes up and sees me like this, will he be able to bear it?"
"Is a beautiful appearance useful?" Long Moyuan asked.
"Of course, all women love beauty, and our Demon King loves beauty the most. A rare beauty like Lady Feng loves beauty even more."
"But if it's not yourself, how can you talk about love?"
"this……"
Lord Long's words are so profound.
The sorcerers said they couldn't understand.
"When will A-Cheng wake up?" Long Moyuan asked.
"At the latest tomorrow, at the earliest this afternoon."
"Alright, you may all leave now."
The demon doctors had just left when Nanfeng and his group arrived.
They endured it for three days, but they simply couldn't take it anymore.
"Long Moyuan, how is Acheng?" Nanfeng asked cautiously.
Long Moyuan sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on Acheng. "She'll wake up soon."
"Really?"
Several people stepped forward.
Long Moyuan said, "Keep your voice down and don't disturb her rest."
The group looked at Feng Qingcheng's charred face on the bed and felt extremely sad.
Long Moyuan stared at that face day and night, and he could actually keep looking at it.
The power of love is truly terrifying.
Although they also admire Feng Qingcheng, they are afraid they cannot be like Long Moyuan.
They'll at least sneak a few glances at other places.
"How is Ah Cheng's spiritual power recovering?" Xiao Wangyou asked.
Long Moyuan pursed his lips: "It's much better than before. We'll have to wait until she wakes up to see the specifics."
The group noticed that Long Moyuan didn't seem as aloof as before.
At least he answered whatever they asked.
"Long Moyuan, I heard you haven't slept for days. Don't you want to take a rest?" Nanfeng asked worriedly.
Normally, Nanfeng felt that Long Moyuan was not good enough for Acheng, but after this incident, he felt that Long Moyuan loved Acheng to the core. His dream of becoming Acheng's husband was probably really ruined.
Waaah, I want to cry.
Long Moyuan smiled and stroked Acheng's face: "I'll wait for Acheng to wake up."
“Your Highness, this is the demon realm after all. If you don’t eat or drink, the captain will be worried when she wakes up. Can you bear to let her worry?” Jiang Yuebai couldn’t help but say.
"Then please go get me a bowl of porridge, thank you."
Jiang Yuebai said she was frightened.
His Highness Prince An actually said thank you!
Not only him, but even Xiao Wangyou and Nanfeng felt horrified.
Jiang Yuebai went to get the porridge.
“Long Moyuan, how about we help you guard Acheng? We promise she’ll call you the moment she wakes up, okay?” Nanfeng approached him and touched his arm.
Long Moyuan shook his head and massaged Feng Qingcheng's shoulders: "My Acheng, I will protect her myself."
That stubborn guy, he won't give me a single chance, he's so annoying.
"If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now. Don't disturb A-Cheng's rest." Long Moyuan began to shoo them away.
The south wind is furious.
They only glanced at it before kicking people out.
Xiao Wangyou pulled him back, signaling with her eyes not to act impulsively.
It's already quite generous of Long Moyuan to let them in to see Acheng.
Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou reluctantly withdrew.
After Jiang Yuebai brought in the porridge, Long Moyuan politely asked her to leave.
Long Moyuan hadn't eaten for three days; he was truly starving.
He drank the porridge in one gulp.
"Ah Cheng, please wake up soon, okay? Otherwise I'll get sick. You wouldn't want me to be sick, would you?"
Long Moyuan stroked her charred face, a tear sliding down his cheek and seeping into her burned skin.
Feng Qingcheng's fingers twitched slightly.
Feng Qingcheng was truly exhausted after these three days.
Her soul entered the space, where she cultivated day and night.
She now possesses both human and demonic powers within her, and both of these powers want to devour her body.
These two forces were constantly fighting inside her body, making her feel like she was about to explode!
She is not someone who compromises easily.
Racing against time, she used the spiritual energy and water of the space, working tirelessly day and night, and finally succeeded in controlling the two forces.
Not only that, she also gained a new skill—the Phantom Clone Technique!
After the storm comes the rainbow!
That's so cool!
Feng Qingcheng looked at her clone, who was exactly the same as her, and couldn't stop smiling.
She couldn't wait to go out and share her happiness with her friends.
These past few days have been tough on her husband, Ayuan.
Feng Qingcheng refined a beauty pill specifically for repairing skin in her spatial realm before finally leaving.
Fortunately, A Yuan didn't listen to those sorcerers and transplant skin onto her, otherwise she would have been truly disfigured.
She didn't want to have tree bark or animal hide as her skin.
When Feng Qingcheng opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Long Moyuan, who had lost a lot of weight.
How did this guy lose so much weight in just three days?
It's so heartbreaking.
Oh dear, her handsome A Yuan is so thin, it breaks my heart.
As Long Moyuan was dozing off, a charred hand touched his face.
"Ah Yuan, you've lost weight."
"Ah Cheng." He immediately woke up and excitedly hugged her. "That's great, you're finally awake."
Feng Qingcheng laughed: "If you don't wake up soon, you'll collapse from exhaustion. I don't want to be a widow."
A tear slid down Long Moyuan's cheek: "How could I bear to let you become a widow?"
"Okay, stop hugging me so tightly, I can't breathe."
Long Moyuan kissed her, then let her go.
Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment.
Long Moyuan's courage is commendable; he could still kiss that burning face.
"Ah Yuan, my hands, sob, how did my hands become like this?" Feng Qingcheng pretended not to understand anything and innocently stretched out her burning hands.
Long Moyuan held her hand tightly: "Acheng, don't be afraid, it's just a burn. You are a skilled doctor, you will get better slowly."
"They're not gods. How can they possibly get better when their fever is so high?"
Long Moyuan was stunned.
Even Ah Cheng couldn't do anything about it?
Wouldn't that be terrible?
"No, there must be some miracle cure in the world that can cure it."
"Waaah, I don't want to! I love being beautiful, how can I stand looking like this? Oh my god, will my whole body look like this?"
After Feng Qingcheng finished making a scene, she tried to lift her clothes, but Long Moyuan stopped her.
“Ah Cheng, no matter what you become, my love for you will never change. If you don’t like how you are now, I can change myself to be like you.”
Feng Qingcheng: "..."
Is Long Moyuan trying to disfigure himself?
OMG.
Isn't this love a bit too heavy?
"Are you willing to become like me?"
Long Moyuan nodded without any hesitation.
Feng Qingcheng cried with tears in her eyes: "Waaah, bring me a mirror, I want to see what kind of monstrous appearance I've become."
Long Moyuan said, "Okay, I'll go find it."
After searching the room, Long Moyuan shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I can't find your bronze mirror."
"Are you doing this on purpose? Am I too scary for you to let me see?"
"No, there have been too many demons coming and going here these past few days. I don't know who took it away."
Long Moyuan, could you make your lies any more clumsy?
“Ah Yuan, I’m not stupid. I can tell just by touching my face that it’s the same as my hands.”
"Acheng." Long Moyuan flew to the bedside and held her hand tightly. "Don't be sad. How about I become like you? Let's find a secluded place and live in seclusion, okay?"
She saw the determination and sincerity in his eyes.
Long Moyuan was willing to make such a sacrifice for love.
In comparison, her probing seemed rather petty.
She hugged Long Moyuan tightly, tears streaming down her face.
Long Moyuan, could you please stop being so good to me? I'm afraid that one day you'll discover my true identity and you'll blame me.
After all, I'm not a rich girl, I don't deserve it.
"Ah Cheng, I've already inquired with the Flower King. They say there's a valley in the demon realm that's perfect for living in seclusion. Why don't we go there now, shall we?"
"So, while I was unconscious, you had already planned to live in seclusion with me, didn't you?"
"Yes."
Are you afraid I won't be able to accept myself like this?
“Ah Cheng, everyone loves beauty, and I don’t deny that I’m the same. But don’t forget, I know illusion magic. If you need it, I can use illusion magic for you, but I didn’t, because I believe you won’t despise yourself. Just like me, no matter what you become, I will never despise you.”
"Easy for you to say, you're not the one who got disfigured."
"Then I'll be disfigured too." After saying that, Long Moyuan activated fire magic, and a ball of fire ignited in his hand.
Feng Qingcheng quickly eliminated him.
"Why make it so complicated? I'll do it."
After saying that, Feng Qingcheng put a pill into his mouth.
"Ah Cheng, what kind of medicine is this?"
"I've thought about the disfigurement pill. If you become as ugly as me, then you'll despise me. Let's go into seclusion together. I'm tired of all this wandering."
"Acheng, I won't eat it." Long Moyuan spat out the pill. "Acheng, you're not that kind of person. You're trying to drug me and then hide somewhere, aren't you?"
Long Moyuan has quite the wild imagination.
But wouldn't any normal person do that?
After all, how can someone with such a face show their face to others?
What a waste of such a highly nourishing elixir.
Then Feng Qingcheng used her clone technique.
"Acheng, look behind you."
Long Moyuan turned around, and when he saw another Acheng who was as beautiful as an angel, he was stunned.
"This...this is..."
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Feng Qingcheng poured the pill into his mouth and then covered his mouth tightly.
Long Moyuan is resisting.
Feng Qingcheng threatened, "I am much stronger than you now. You can't beat me. Just take your medicine."
Long Moyuan: "..."
"Ah Cheng...don't go..."
Even as Long Moyuan fainted, he still held tightly to Feng Qingcheng's clothes.
He did not choose the beautiful clone, but chose the burning version of her.
In reality, the clone was just a phantom, but its combat power was no weaker than hers.
Feng Qingcheng picked up Long Moyuan and placed him on the bed.
Ah Yuan, you protected me for three days and three nights, now it's my turn to protect you.
Feng Qingcheng took the divine pill she had refined, and soon after, the burned skin burst open.
She grew new skin.
Her new skin made her whole body look like a freshly peeled egg.
Her beauty has become even more stunning.
Feng Qingcheng put on a veil.
She wanted to save her beauty for A-Yuan to see first.
I scared him just now because I didn't want him to get too excited and not be able to sleep.
Feng Qingcheng used magic to heal Long Moyuan's body.
This guy ruined his stomach in just three days.
Feng Qingcheng set up a barrier and then went to the Flower King's palace.
Kao was practically frantic with worry.
After her husband gave his cultivation to Feng Qingcheng, he has not only become a useless person, but also an idiot.
He's the kind of person who can't even take care of himself, let alone teach him the magic of the demon race again.
If I had known it would be this dangerous, I wouldn't have let him do it.
"Husband, please don't do this. What are we going to do with the children?"
Even someone as powerful as the Flower Queen never cried when faced with the Flower Saint's coercion, but now, she was truly afraid.
Because her husband doesn't remember her.
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