"Who said your Yao Yao didn't come back?" Feng Qingcheng rushed in front of him. "Why don't you use your brain to think about why he looks so much like your Yao Yao?"
Ji Ba asked in confusion, "Why?"
He kept asking himself this question.
Of his princesses, only Yao Yao resembled him; the other princesses all looked like their mothers.
The man in front of her looked somewhat like her, but even more like Yao Yao.
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qingcheng decided to reveal Long Moyuan's background.
Perhaps this method can save his life.
"Because he is the son of Princess Ji Yaoyao, your—grandson!"
boom!
It was as if a thunderbolt had struck the sky!
The Demon King was stunned.
Long Moyuan was also dumbfounded.
"What are you saying?" the two asked in unison.
Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath: "He is a half-demon. If he loses his mind, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Ji Ba could no longer hold back and stepped forward to grasp Long Moyuan's hand.
He had his own methods for checking if someone was his own bloodline.
His blood mingled with Long Moyuan's blood, eventually becoming one.
Of course, this is not proof that he is his biological grandson; he has another layer of evidence to confirm it!
He then cast a spell again, using the most powerful paternity verification method among demons.
Finally, he withdrew the magic, confirming that Long Moyuan was related to him by blood.
"He—he—" The Demon King's voice trembled as he took a few steps back.
“He is the son of the Emperor and Princess Ji Yaoyao, your own grandson. Do you want to watch him lose his true nature?” Feng Qingcheng pressed aggressively.
The Demon King shook his head and retreated.
No, this isn't true!
"Ji Ba, you love the eldest princess, but do you know how much she suffers among humans? When Long Moyuan was still young, she was locked in the cold palace by the dog emperor and confined for life."
"What did you say? Yao Yao—"
The Demon King couldn't take it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Long Moyuan also spat out a mouthful.
"Heh, she deserved it." The Demon King wiped the blood from his lips. "I told you, men can't be trusted, but Yao Yao was still deceived by a man. Now, does she regret it?"
"Isn't the Demon King's desperate attempt to explore the human race's barrier all for the purpose of rescuing the eldest princess?"
"I will not save her. I only sought out the human race's barrier to destroy them, so that Yao Yao would know that the man she chose was too weak."
You're just being stubborn.
Feng Qingcheng changed the subject: "Alas, poor Long Moyuan was born without the Emperor's favor and had to guard against the traps set by other princes. He has endured countless bloodshed to grow up. Now he is suppressed by the Crown Prince at every turn, and the dog Emperor even ordered him to collect fragments of the treasure, not caring about his life at all. As their family, you not only didn't save them, but now you're harming Long Moyuan. Do you have any conscience?!"
Feng Qingcheng accused him.
Ji Ba shook his head, spat out a mouthful of blood, and ran out.
"Pfft!" Long Moyuan also spat out a mouthful of blood.
"A-Yuan." Feng Qingcheng hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face, her heart aching terribly.
Long Moyuan cupped her face in his hands: "Acheng, don't cry. This is my fate. Now I finally understand why Father Emperor doesn't like me. It turns out I am half human and half demon."
"No, A Yuan, whether you are human or demon, my feelings for you will never change."
“I know, but Ah Cheng, I am ultimately not good enough for you.”
Whether someone is good enough or not is up to me to decide.
"Acheng." Long Moyuan hugged her tightly. "Let me hold you one last time."
“A Yuan—” Feng Qingcheng cried.
"Ah Cheng, thank you for loving me. From now on, forget me."
After Long Moyuan finished speaking, a short sword appeared in his hand, which he plunged directly into his heart!
"puff!"
"Ah Yuan, you!" Feng Qingcheng never expected that Long Moyuan would choose to commit suicide!
She quickly sealed his blood vessels, but his knife pierced his heart instead.
Feng Qingcheng's hands were covered in blood.
She wanted to yell at him, but she felt sorry for him and didn't know how to say it.
All the words turned into tears.
"Acheng, after I die, find someone... to love you properly." Long Moyuan reached out and stroked her face. "Don't cry, it will break my heart."
"Long Moyuan, if you dare to die, I will stop loving you."
"Long Moyuan, if you dare to die, I will forget you."
"Long Moyuan, I keep my word."
Long Moyuan smiled weakly and was about to close his eyes.
"Long Moyuan, you mustn't die." She stuffed the divine pill from her spatial storage into his mouth, then cut her wrist to let him suck her blood.
"Long Moyuan, I command you, you are not to die, do you hear me!"
Demon King Ji Ba crawled back with her last breath.
He never imagined that his grandson would have such a strong-willed nature.
His personality is like his mother's, but even more like his own.
"Yao Yao, do you hate your father so much that you sent your son back to take revenge on me?" The Demon King cried.
Feng Qingcheng glared at him fiercely: "Are you satisfied now? If Long Moyuan dies, you won't survive either. Tell me quickly, how to undo the technique of merging fates."
The Demon King shook his head.
Feng Qingcheng really wanted to slap him, but she was afraid that Long Moyuan would feel pain.
"Ah Yuan, I will save you. Even if it costs me my life, I will save you. I don't want you to die." Feng Qingcheng's face was pale from excessive blood loss.
Even so, she desperately used blue light to treat Long Moyuan, racing against death.
The Demon King didn't understand: "Why are you working so hard? You know it's pointless, so why be so persistent?"
“I am not you. No wonder your mother-in-law betrayed you. You are heartless and only think about yourself. You never think about the people you love.”
The Demon King closed his eyes in pain.
The little girl's words shattered his dream completely.
He always believed that his Yao Yao would come back.
But his Yao Yao will not come back.
"Is Yao Yao unwilling to come back because she thinks like you?"
As a princess of the demon race, if she wants to come back, she will definitely find a way.
But she was willing to be imprisoned in the cold palace rather than come back, which shows that he disappointed her.
Have the children who once looked up to him become disappointed in him?
He believed that as long as he was powerful enough, everyone would worship him and look up to him.
But now the little girl has dealt him a heavy blow.
"You are selfish and only think about yourself. You never think about others! You are cruel, despicable, and shameless..." Feng Qingcheng used every curse word she could to curse him.
This guy really deserves to be scolded.
She almost fainted if I didn't scold her.
The Demon King hadn't expected the little girl to be so quick-witted.
He was surrounded by flattery and sycophancy; no one had ever dared to curse him like that before.
"Little girl, can you scold me a little more?"
Feng Qingcheng is almost out of breath.
But this guy actually begged her to scold him.
It's truly hopeless; there's no way to carve out rotten wood.
"You stubborn old-fashioned person, you won't wake up even if I scold you, you're just wasting my breath!"
"But these insults are so novel; I've never heard of them before."
"Master, have some water." The little pig came out of the space and brought some spiritual water to Feng Qingcheng.
After drinking the water, Feng Qingcheng regained some of her strength.
"Little piggy, get the scalpel ready, I'm going to have surgery."
Long Moyuan's heart was pierced by a short sword, so she would repair it for him.
"Little girl, you actually have a spirit pet?"
Feng Qingcheng ignored the Demon King and led Long Moyuan into her own space.
The Demon King followed him inside.
Where is this?
"How did you get in?" Feng Qingcheng asked in surprise.
“My fate is intertwined with his; wherever he goes, I can come to his side at a moment’s notice.”
Is it really that amazing?
Long Moyuan was already unconscious, but the Demon King still had the strength to speak.
Feng Qingcheng felt extremely unfair; why didn't this guy just faint?
Feng Qingcheng ignored everything and proceeded directly to perform surgery.
The moment her knife sliced through Long Moyuan's skin, the Demon King felt a sharp pain.
"Little girl, you are so cruel."
"Ruthless? Compared to you, I am but a small fry. Ji Ba, do you know that because the Seventh Princess liked Wu Hengwei, you captured him and brought him to the Demon Clan, causing his wife to become mentally impaired and her child to be bullied? Your crimes are too numerous to count!"
"ah!"
Feng Qingcheng then slashed open Long Moyuan's chest, causing the Demon King to scream in agony.
"You have harmed the eldest princess and Wu Hengwei's wife. You have wronged these two women the most in your life."
"ah!"
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she ruthlessly drew another line.
After screaming three times, the Demon King finally fainted.
Feng Qingcheng finally removed the heart that had been pierced by Long Moyuan and repaired it with magic.
“Master, even if you use magic to repair his heart, His Highness Prince An will still not wake up.”
With tears in her eyes, Feng Qingcheng put the heart back in its place and stitched up his chest cavity.
How will you know if you don't try?
“Ah Cheng, if you want to break the spell of fate fusion, you have to put yourself in a life-or-death situation.” Wu Hengwei said excitedly from outside the space.
But no matter how much he looked, he couldn't find Feng Qingcheng.
"Where are the people from Acheng?"
"I don't know, we were just in the main hall a moment ago."
"She's gone, Long Moyuan is gone, and what's worse, the Demon King is gone too. Could it be that they've been controlled by the Demon King?"
Everyone was shocked.
“Acheng”.
“Acheng”.
"team leader."
The group began searching the main hall.
Inside the space, Feng Qingcheng was still using blue light to heal Long Moyuan's injuries. Let them search for people if they want; she couldn't leave right now.
To be put in a desperate situation and then survive?
What's the meaning?
Feng Qingcheng pondered this question while healing her wounds.
I just can't figure it out.
A moment later, she withdrew her magic and appeared.
Fortunately, by this time, everyone had already left the main hall to look for her elsewhere.
She appeared in the main hall carrying Long Moyuan.
She even managed to expel the unconscious Demon King.
"Acheng, where have you been? Everyone's been looking for you everywhere." Nanfeng went back to the main hall to look for her and was overjoyed to see Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng said, "I just took A Yuan and the Demon King out to soak in medicine."
Soaking the medicine in such a short time?
How come they didn't see it?
Nanfeng wanted to question her, but seeing Feng Qingcheng frowning and staring intently at Long Moyuan, he didn't know what to say.
"Then I'll go tell everyone to stop looking."
"Go."
"Acheng, don't be too sad, there will be a way."
"Yes, thank you, Nanfeng."
"No need to thank me, what's our relationship? I'll go and call everyone back."
"Um."
Soon, everyone returned.
The main hall remained silent, and no one dared to be the first to speak.
Feng Qingcheng's eyes were filled with sorrow, and everyone was at a loss for what to do; they were truly distressed.
"The Emperor Wu just said there is a way to break the cycle of fate, is that right?" Feng Qingcheng was the first to speak.
She glanced at Wu Hengwei indifferently, her eyes filled with an unusually strong hatred.
Wu Hengwei felt extremely upset.
“Acheng…”
"Emperor Wu, is it there or not?" Feng Qingcheng didn't want to listen to his nonsense.
Wu Hengwei obediently walked up to her and handed her the forbidden book of the demon race, which was intertwined with his destiny.
Feng Qingcheng began to look through it.
No one dared to breathe.
Feng Qingcheng studied it for half an hour.
She felt the most effective message in the book was—to be reborn from the ashes!
What does that mean?
Feng Qingcheng racked her brains but still couldn't figure out what it was.
“Ah Cheng, now that both Prince An and the Demon King are unconscious, let’s try to use magic to see if we can separate their fates,” Wu Hengwei said ingratiatingly.
Feng Qingcheng glared at him: "You think that's what 'putting yourself in a desperate situation to survive' means?"
"Otherwise what?"
"It's not that simple."
"Or should we stab them in the back? And then cast the spell?"
To stab him?
die?
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed: "I understand."
Wu Hengwei was secretly delighted. "She truly is my daughter; she's even smarter than me!"
"You all, come here quickly and listen to my instructions. Let's all cast the spell together."
To break this forbidden technique, everyone needs to work together.
Nanfeng and his companions never expected that one day they would finally come in handy.
They have always been a drag on the team, but now they are able to do their part in saving Long Moyuan's life.
It seems that the Creator has already assigned tasks and abilities to everyone.
With great power comes great responsibility.
Their strength is too weak; they can only play a tiny role.
Following the instructions in the book, Feng Qingcheng quickly set up a formation with twenty men.
This is a twenty-star formation, with an unprecedentedly powerful lineup. Fortunately, she is a formation master; anyone else would definitely not be able to do it.
She used magic to pass on what she had learned to everyone.
Wu Hengwei was also a formation master, but he had no way of comprehending this twenty-star formation.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingcheng actually did it.
His daughter with Qiaoqiao is truly outstanding.
When he got home, he would definitely praise his daughter to Qiaoqiao.
"No slacking off! Everyone, pay close attention and remember what you're supposed to do," Feng Qingcheng commanded domineeringly.
Everyone perked up.
Under Feng Qingcheng's guidance, everyone performed their duties.
But just as they were casting their spell, Long Moyuan and the Demon King woke up.
"This is... a twenty-star formation?" the Demon King exclaimed in shock.
Feng Qingcheng is now in a crucial position in the formation and cannot afford to be careless.
If she had known the Demon King would wake up halfway through, she should have given him some sleeping pills.
"Ah Cheng," Long Moyuan called out weakly.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't speak, for fear of being distracted.
"Everyone, clear your minds and do your own thing," Feng Qingcheng once again conveyed her command through magic.
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