Chapter 1871
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"But …" He furrowed his brows, his expression grave.
"It's not fair to me either," Luo Qingchen proudly nodded and looked at him, "I still want to stay by your side."
"Pfff — —" Song Le couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "This really doesn't sound like something Little Chen would say."
These days when she was alone in the Mu Kingdom, she would always think that if Little Chen had been a bit braver towards Mu Hanche, perhaps their ending would have been different.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world.
"People always change, whether it's you or me," Luo Qingchen turned her eyes and looked at Song Le with a smile, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Luo Qingchen."
"Luo Qingchen … …" She was slightly stunned and blinked, "Have you found your family?"
"I haven't found my family, but I found quite a few of my clansmen," Luo Qingchen said with a smile, "I am the Saintess of the Wu people."
A trace of surprise flashed through Song Le's eyes, but it was quickly followed by an expression of realization.
After all, the series of inconceivable illusions in the royal palace wasn't something an ordinary person could do.
"Qingchen, Qingchen — —" She smiled sweetly, "Such a beautiful name, but I still don't understand. Hasn't the Nanzhao Kingdom always been on good terms with the Wu people? Since Qingchen is the Saintess of the Wu people, why can't she return?"
"Because of the Heavenly Spirit Flower Formation." Luo Qingchen blinked and looked at Nan Yisheng, "Can you tell me about the matter from four hundred years ago now?"
Nan Yisheng thought for a moment and his beautiful eyes wrinkled, "The Heavenly Spirit Flower Formation was originally meant to protect the Wu people for a hundred generations, but four hundred years ago, the Saintess wasn't the only one who fell in love with the Nanzhao King. The Flower Goddess of the Heavenly Spirit Flower Formation also fell in love with the Nanzhao King."
"What?" Luo Qingchen was shocked and suddenly realized, "No wonder … … no wonder the Saintess' blood sacrifice was needed to calm the resentment of the Heavenly Spirit Flower Formation … …"
"That Flower Goddess was called Xi. She fell in love with the Nanzhao King at first sight. But because she couldn't get love, she became jealous. " As Nan Yisheng spoke, he didn't forget to gently stroke her head and said, "Later, that flower goddess called Xi trapped her primordial spirit in the Heavenly Spirit Flower Array and became a demon."
"Why do you want to become a demon?" Song Le blinked and asked.
"Because gods can't do evil. Only demons can trap Cai Ling in a formation and create a world of their own." Nan Yisheng sighed softly. "Xi's obsession supports her. Even if she is about to receive divine punishment, she will still persevere. Every four hundred years, she will set a curse so that every Saintess will lose their lives to her."
She didn't know why, but as she listened to Nan Yisheng talk about Xi's story … Luo Qingchen felt an inexplicable sense of desolation. She felt that the beginning of the story might not be what they had imagined.
A god could become a demon for the sake of a loved one, trapped in the world he created for all eternity, enduring endless loneliness.
Just to take revenge on the Saintess of the Wu people, the story of four hundred years ago must not be so simple.
"I think this story should have an end." Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath. A faint Liguang flashed in her eyes.
Nan Yisheng looked at her and frowned, "Do you really want to go back?"
"We won't go back to the Nanzhao Kingdom." Luo Qingchen looked at him and narrowed her clear eyes, "We will go to the Heavenly Snow Peak."
"The Wu people?"
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