My Demon Queen

Chapter 314 Final 12

Ye An and Wuyou flew into the sky together. Their bodies were as fast as lightning, rushing through the sky with the wind whistling in their ears. Finally, the final venue that looked like the Bird's Nest appeared in their sight.

Ye An and Wuyou stopped running and looked at the final venue in front of them which had not yet started.

They slowly descended and landed in the waiting area.

At the door, after the disciples of the Holy Land of Martial Arts strictly verified their identities, Ye An and Wuyou walked side by side into the waiting area.

Along the way, Wuyou's expression seemed a little strange, as if he had something to say, but he seemed to be hesitant.

Ye An saw all of this, but did not mention it on the way.

And at this moment, in this waiting area, it is indeed a suitable time.

"Little monk, you came here from the Western Paradise. You must have a mission, right?" Ye An looked ahead with a firm and focused gaze, and spoke in a flat tone.

Wuyou was stunned at first, a hint of surprise flashed across his pretty face, then he smiled bitterly, put one hand in front of his chest, chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Yes."

"Is the mission about to be completed?" Ye An continued to ask.

"Amitabha, yes." Wuyou answered calmly.

"When do we start?" Ye An's voice was still calm, as if he was asking about something very ordinary.

"When did Donor Ye An discover it?" Wuyou asked back.

"Since you appeared here!" Ye An replied without hesitation.

"Donor Ye An is truly extremely intelligent!" Wuyou exclaimed, with admiration in his eyes.

"So, when are you going to attack me?" Ye An turned around and faced Wuyou. There was no fear in his eyes, only calmness and determination.

"Amitabha, Donor Ye An is my friend, so I will not attack Donor Ye An." Wuyou also answered while looking directly into Ye An's eyes.

Ye An stared at Wuyou's eyes closely. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, as if he wanted to penetrate Wuyou's soul and find even the slightest trace of a lie.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air around became extremely heavy.

However, after a long time, Ye An failed. Wuyou's eyes were firm and clear, like a tranquil lake, without any ripples and no signs of lying.

Ye An sighed lightly, looking a little helpless, "Little monk, you must have known my identity. If you don't do anything to me, someone else will."

Wuyou lowered his head slightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Amitabha, in my eyes, there is only donor Ye An, and I don't know who the disaster star is." His tone was calm and firm, and his eyes revealed sincerity and persistence.

Ye An stared at Wuyou, with mixed emotions in his heart. "Little monk, are you going to disobey the orders of the Western Paradise?"

Wuyou clasped his hands together, his expression calm. "I only follow my own heart." His voice was steady and powerful, as if he was expressing an unshakable belief.

"My true heart? My true heart! Little monk, I don't trust you, nor do I trust all those Buddhas in the Western world."

A bitter smile appeared on Ye An's face. "So, this time, you and I are opponents."

After saying this, he resolutely turned around and walked towards the competition venue alone. His back looked a little lonely, but with a resolute determination.

Wuyou looked at Ye An's departing back, opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips he didn't know where to start.

Looking at Ye An's lonely figure gradually moving away, he fell into deep confusion for a moment.

He didn't know how to explain it, nor did he know what to do.

Since childhood, he has been accompanied by ancient Buddhas and green lamps. When has there ever been friendship in his world? This experience of coming out has filled his heart with contradictions and struggles.

He never thought that one day he would face such a difficult choice.

Should I stick to my mission, or listen to my heart and protect this rare friendship?

He felt more confused than ever before, as if he was in a fog and couldn't find the direction to move forward.

Ye An walked ahead alone, his steps were steady yet with a barely perceptible heaviness.

He seemed to be moving forward with concentration, but he secretly said in his heart: "Little monk, I hope you can understand what I mean..."

When Ye An arrived at the entrance, his eyes paused slightly.

Only then did he realize that Mu Wushuang was also here. She stood there quietly, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

However, Gu Shuchen and others were talking on the other side. They looked focused, as if they were discussing something important.

When Ye An saw Mu Wushuang appearing here, he instantly had the urge to escape.

His eyes flickered slightly, and just as he was about to quietly move away, a cold voice came to his ears.

"Where do you want to go?"

The voice was as cold as ice, causing Ye An's body to stiffen slightly.

He looked back at Mu Wushuang awkwardly, his mind racing. Just as he was about to continue to fool people with his disguised identity, Mu Wushuang spoke again.

"Do you want to continue acting?" Mu Wushuang turned around and looked at Ye An, a hint of anger flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The anger was like a burning flame, making Ye An feel an invisible pressure.

Ye An knew that he could not avoid it, so he had to bite the bullet and stepped forward, forcing a smile and saying, "Long time no see."

Mu Wushuang looked at Ye An with a complicated emotion in her eyes.

She said slowly: "It has been three days since we last separated."

Her tone was calm, but it made Ye An feel extremely embarrassed.

When Ye An heard Mu Wushuang's words, he instantly wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

This awkward feeling filled his heart, making him wish he could disappear from this place immediately.

Although the movement here was not big, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and it quickly attracted the attention of Gu Shuchen and Xiao Lin.

Gu Shuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at where Ye An and Mu Wushuang were, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Xiao, do you know this person?"

Xiao Lin's gaze also fell over there as Gu Shuchen spoke.

He watched Mu Wushuang look at the ordinary-looking Mo An with complicated eyes, and an uncomfortable feeling welled up in his heart.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his mind recalled the past.

He remembered this person. His master at that time believed that he was the culprit for the Phoenix Clan's demise, but later on, for some reason, the matter was left unresolved.

But in his heart, this person was not a good person at all.

"I don't know him, but I know that he might be one of the culprits for the Phoenix Clan's demise." Xiao Lin said slowly to Gu Shuchen, with a hint of certainty in his tone.

Gu Shuchen's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an interested smile. "Oh? Interesting!"

Xiao Lin looked at Ye An with hostility at this moment, "Yeah! It's interesting!"