Begonia's face was pale and she was still in a state of shock. If it was someone else, they would have believed her words without a doubt. "
Fu Qingjin waved his sleeves, and the leaders of the various sects took their leave. He was left alone, standing with his hands behind his back, staring at the sinkhole. The moonlight was like silver, his long hair was like ink, and his bangs were hanging down. His expression was gloomy, but his lips gradually curved.
"Everything is glorious. It's inevitable to end up in ruins. North Moon, I'll remember this name. "
…
Upstairs, Begonia and Hwa Seung-zan walked through the rain. They floated down like a pair of immortal companions.
"Have a good rest. I have to go back. I'll be busy tonight. " Before Hwa Seung-zan's voice died away, a fragrant wind hit him. Begonia hugged him tightly. He hesitated for a moment, then put his hand on her back and patted her gently. There was a helpless smile on his face.
After some time, Begonia let go of him and stared into his eyes.
Hwa Seung-zan's heart skipped a beat. Her face was separated by the rain. It was a little hazy, but astonishingly beautiful. But it returned to normal in an instant.
"Sure enough, no reaction." Begonia smiled. Hwa Seung-zan opened his mouth, but Begonia's expression suddenly became serious. "Tell me seriously. Are you using Gu Yanying to hide the fact that you like men? "
"Of course not. Who did you hear that from?" Hwa Seung-zan did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Someone who is not a person. Come to think of it, how is that possible? "Qiu Haitang smiled. That guy said it with a serious face, and she actually believed him a little.
"You mean?" Hwa Seung-zan immediately reacted.
"We're still good friends!"
"Of course."
"That's good. Go do your thing! "Begonia said, then turned around and left without hesitation.
"Haitang …" Hwa Seung-zan reached out his hand. This was what he had always hoped for, but why did he feel a sense of loss at this moment?
Finally, Hwa Seung-zan disappeared into the rainy night. Begonia stood motionless. She took a deep breath and raised her head. Her face was covered in tears, mixed with the rainwater, flowing down her cheeks.
Thinking back to the past, his master had once commented, "Since ancient times, those who possessed the Peach Blossom Physique were mostly infatuated women, but they were destined to be unable to obtain their love and die of depression." At that time, she was still a little girl. She didn't believe this at all. Later on, she believed it, but she refused to accept her fate. She persisted and struggled until now, but in the end, she gained nothing.
He wiped away his tears and revealed a smile. Even if he could not decide the feelings of others, could he not control his own feelings? Die of depression? I want to live happily.
Chengzan, I hope you can also meet a human or daemon one day so that you can let go.
She washed off her makeup and changed into a nightgown. She sat alone in front of the window and listened to the night rain.
After who knew how long, a familiar, scarlet-red figure descended from the sky.
Begonia beamed inside. She was just about to tell him what she was doing Just Now and ask for his opinion.
"Tell me, just what are women thinking about?" Li Qingshan was gloomy as he asked.
Begonia was speechless.
… …
Hwa Seung-zan returned to the Hua estate. A few sect masters and elders skilled in flight had already returned.
The Demon Slayer disciples were all uneasy, exchanging glances with one another. The disciples of the academy were confused. They had no idea what had happened on the Green Vine mountain.
"Chengzan, has the daemon been caught or not? How's the Green Vine Elder? "
As soon as Hwa Seung-zan returned, he was surrounded. Wang Pushi asked him a series of questions.
"This isn't the place to talk. School leaders, please come with me." Hwa Seung-zan clasped his hands. Juechenzi and the others were also concerned. He added, "And the primary disciples of the various schools!"
In a quiet room, Hwa Seung-zan told them everything he had seen, as well as everything he had heard from Begonia. The atmosphere was heavy. Even though the Demon Slayer was an opponent, he was still a human cultivator after all. The Green Vine Elder's fate was unsettling.
In particular, the primary disciples felt like they were listening to a heavenly book. He had razed the Green Vine Elder and the Green Vine mountain to the ground. Just how terrifying was that? Let alone the fact that they were still Qi Practitioners, even if they reached Foundation Establishment, would they be able to escape with their lives if they faced the daemon one day?
Li Qingshan's face was "heavy" too. He secretly studied their faces and found it very interesting. Only when he saw how sorrowful Han Qiongzhi was did he frown slightly. He was just a friend of the past. Was he worth all this?
"In other words, Jiang Shancheng and the Green Vine Elder both died to his hands." Wang Pushi broke the silence.
"Yes. The Demon Slayer of the Sword Collection palace definitely won't put up with it anymore. He'll demand the daemons to hand over the murderer."
"Will the daemons hand over the murderer?" The leader of the Yue family asked in worry.
"Definitely not," Han Anjun said firmly.
"The Demon Slayer will definitely seek revenge. Mediation and negotiation are all useless now. We need to make preparations. "
Li Qingshan shivered inside. He was in no mood to care about Han Qiongzhi's feelings. Hwa Seung-zan was right. Once the Demon Slayer decided to seek revenge, it was very likely that Milliped's territory would be the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He needed to return underground and make preparations. He could move freely on the surface like there was no one there. Meanwhile, if Fu Qingjin ventured underground alone with his sword, just how many people could stop him?
This was the law of cultivation. The strong played a decisive role. Once one's cultivation was higher, it would be a one-sided massacre. This law would be most thoroughly demonstrated in war. The strong would personally win the glory that belonged to them.
If the night did not fall, how could the stars shine?
Tonight, the brightest star was named "North Moon".
The legend was about to begin.
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