For a moment, she thought he was back.
She really wanted to throw herself into his arms, hug him tightly, and be with him forever.
But, in the end, she still lowered her eyebrows, her pale face without a wave of emotion, "What is your intention in breaking into my demon world, Immortal Lord?"
Her words were harsh and cold.
He looked at her stubbornly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He ran towards her, his loose clothes blown by the wind from time to time. He grabbed her cold hand and said, "I'm not Jia Ming, I'm Jia Lou Ming Ye..."
Jiuxi frowned, and pulled her hand away, her smile so cold, "The Immortal Lord has a face that looks exactly like my husband's. Are you trying to deceive me with this face?"
There was a hint of sadness in his black and white eyes. Jia Ming grabbed her arm and said, "Don't lie to me again."
Cangming had told him everything. He was not Jiaming, he was the Corpse King Jialou Mingye. She had bought his life back at any cost.
Jiuxi forcibly pried his fingers apart and stared at the blood on his purple robe, stunned for a moment. "Even if you are him, so what? I... don't like you anymore."
"Impossible." Jia Ming said in disbelief.
She raised her lips calmly, smiling faintly, "What's impossible? I don't even care about my own son. Immortal Lord, why do you still think I still like you?"
She turned around, leaving only her gaunt back facing him. Her hands were covered in blood from being pinched. She still spoke coldly, "Being with you before was so annoying. I was supposed to be a high and mighty immortal, but you caused me to be seriously injured time and time again... If it weren't for the child, do you think I would still be with you?"
The cold questioning seemed to hammer at his heart with every word. He remained silent for a moment, then forced a smile from his lips. "Turn around and look at me. Say it again."
She chanted a spell, wiping away all the tears on her face. She turned around pretending to be calm, her smile still faint, as if she was cold to the bone, without any emotion. "I can say something even more unpleasant. When I was struck by the thunder, I couldn't move for hundreds of years. It was Yuan Fan who stayed by my side the whole time. But what about you? What did you do? Did you have an affair with the Weaver Girl?"
"Are you in love with Yuan Fan?" He looked at her with suspicious eyes and his voice suddenly rose.
"Yeah, I'm in love with him."
Words that were against her will spilled out from between her lips. She had never thought that lying could be so easy.
He firmly grasped her jaw and kissed her lips fiercely, biting her with all his strength, venting his jealousy and anger. She held back her tears. Between her hands flowed a surge of demonic power, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart. He was pushed away by the powerful force. Looking at the blood on her lips, he said, "Because Yuan Fan is a demon?"
What's the point of being an immortal? If I can just stay by her side, what's wrong with being a demon?
Countless demon soldiers rushed over from all around, all of them staring at Jia Ming with bared teeth, as if Jia Ming was a sumptuous dinner, "How dare you disrespect the king!"
The demonic aura suddenly became stronger. He stood up from the ground leisurely, blood oozing from the corner of his lips, his purple robe severely wrinkled, and his peach blossom eyes were desolate. "Jiuxi, you are so cruel!"
She put her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened, "Hasn't what I said been clear enough? Go back to the fairyland!"
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