My Demon Queen

Chapter 174 Questioning

In less than a moment, Mu Wushuang slowly opened the door. She was thin, her face was haggard, and her eyes revealed a trace of fatigue and confusion, as if covered by a layer of thick fog that could not be dissolved.

Her long hair, which originally flowed like a waterfall, now looked a little messy, with strands hanging down on her shoulders, and her face was as pale as paper.

Seeing Le Feng outside the door, her eyes were blank for a moment, her lips slightly opened, and she called softly: "Master..."

When Le Feng saw Mu Wushuang's appearance, he felt as if his heart was pricked by a needle and it hurt so much.

He hurriedly walked into the yard, the worry and pity in his eyes almost overflowing. He couldn't help but reach out and gently pull her arm, and asked anxiously with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

"Wushuang, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Wushuang subconsciously broke free from Le Feng's hand, then as if shocked, kept a distance from Le Feng, clasped her hands together, and bowed respectfully.

"Master, I am fine. I wonder why you are here?"

Her voice was weak, but her eyes tried hard to remain calm.

A hint of displeasure and disappointment flashed across Le Feng's eyes, but he quickly concealed this emotion and returned to his normal appearance as a division commander.

He paced to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down slowly, but his eyes were always focused on Mu Wushuang. In addition to the care of a teacher, there was also a hint of another kind of emotion in his eyes.

"Since you came back from the Creation Wonderland, Master said you needed to recuperate, but after so many days, you're still like this."

Le Feng frowned and expressed all his worries and the subtle possessiveness in his heart in the stern tone of a master. However, his eyes were always filled with heartache and concern as he looked at Mu Wushuang without blinking.

Mu Wushuang slowly lowered her head, but her mind was like a whirlpool, with all kinds of images flooding into it in an instant.

The scene of that day in the wonderland of creation kept emerging in her mind, and the image of Mo Qingcheng gently walking out of Ye An's arms impacted her thoughts over and over again.

She knew nothing about what happened next as if she had fallen into a fog.

Including his lost vitality, which somehow returned to normal.

No matter how she asked Dao Wuchen, he remained silent. Even when she anxiously asked Ye An if he was okay, Dao Wuchen just shook his head and said he didn't know.

Mu Wushuang knew that asking again would be fruitless, so she gave up helplessly. She had intended to rest and recuperate during this period of time, but her heart could not calm down no matter what.

The last look that Ye An gave her, the look that told them to run, and the scene where Mo Qingcheng withdrew from Ye An's arms, these scenes kept repeating in Mu Wushuang's mind like ghosts.

Even though she tried desperately to forget, the more she tried, the clearer and deeper those images became, like a shadow following her everywhere.

Le Feng looked at the painful expression on Mu Wushuang's face and frowned even more tightly.

He could no longer hold back, he raised his hand and waved it gently, and a soft spiritual power instantly condensed out, wrapping Mu Wushuang like a layer of gauze, and there was careful care in that action.

After Mu Wushuang felt Le Feng's spiritual power, she took a step back in surprise, with a hint of surprise on her face. But soon, she seemed to come to her senses, with a look of gratitude in her eyes, and saluted with a fist:

"Thank you, Master. I am fine."

Le Feng looked at Mu Wushuang, who was still maintaining the master-disciple relationship with him. The displeasure in his heart was like ink dropped into water, gradually spreading and becoming more and more intense.

However, he remained calm and composed on the surface.

"You seem to be fine, but your breath is a little disordered. Wushuang, are you upset? Did you encounter something or someone?"

Le Feng asked casually with his hands behind his back.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Mu Wushuang, trying to catch a clue from her expression.

On the one hand, he was eager to get information about that person from Mu Wushuang.

On the other hand, he also wanted to see if Mu Wushuang was willing to open up to him and talk about this matter.

When Mu Wushuang heard Le Feng mention whether he had met anyone, there was a hint of panic in her eyes for a moment, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

But Mu Wushuang quickly pretended to be calm and replied with his hands clasped together.

"In reply to Master, I didn't encounter anything. Maybe something went wrong with my training."

The displeasure in Le Feng's heart had turned into raging rage. He had never expected that the disciple whom he had always regarded as a treasure had now learned to lie to him, and for a man who made her heart beat.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and then spoke in a calm tone.

"Don't be impatient when practicing, take your time. By the way, did you and Master see that disaster star when you went to the demon clan this time?"

After saying that, Le Feng lowered his head and adjusted his sleeves. He seemed casual, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Mu Wushuang and continued to ask questions.

When Mu Wushuang heard the word "disaster star", Ye An's face instantly appeared in her mind, and that appearance became clearer and clearer.

Mu Wushuang quickly shook her head and said to Le Feng.

"Master, I have never seen it. When Master and I went to the Demon Tribe, we never mentioned the disaster star."

Mu Wushuang recalled that when her master took her to the demon clan, he never mentioned anything about the disaster star, so she just told him the truth.

Le Feng lowered his head, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, like ice in the twelfth lunar month.

It was clearly deduced from Dao Wuchen that Mu Wushuang had seen this disaster star, and that the two had had some interactions, but now Mu Wushuang kept concealing the truth.

Thinking of this, Le Feng suddenly felt murderous and wanted to kill this disaster.

"Really? I forgot about it. It seems that I am getting old too."

Le Feng slowly raised his head, his face regained its composure, and he spoke softly to Mu Wushuang.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but it didn't reach his eyes, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

Mu Wushuang smiled faintly and replied: "Master is not old, Master is only a thousand years old, in the prime of life."

As he spoke, there was a hint of sincerity and respect in Mu Wushuang's eyes.

As Le Feng listened, the anger in his heart eased a lot. He responded to Mu Wushuang with a smile, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples.

"Really? Has the Master's appearance aged?"

Le Feng smiled slightly, spread his hands, turned sideways, and looked at Mu Wushuang with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Mu Wushuang looked at Le Feng's actions, feeling somewhat puzzled, but still replied seriously.

"Master's appearance has never aged. I don't know why Master would think so."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Le Feng's eyes, and he said, "Then why are you so distant from your teacher and why don't you tell me anything when something happens?"

Mu Wushuang looked at Le Feng with a little surprise, then said hurriedly.

"Master, I don't have any."