My Demon Queen

Chapter 163 Mo Qingcheng

Hearing this, Mo Ruxue could only sigh quietly, and that sigh was filled with helplessness and disappointment.

Mo Ruxue slowly raised her eyes and looked towards the vast sky of the Wonderland of Creation, with a hint of complex emotions in her eyes.

Perhaps, this was indeed her sister's choice, Mo Ruxue thought in her heart.

"Xiao Rou, let's go back to the demon clan."

Mo Ruxue slightly turned sideways and spoke softly to Xiaorou.

In fact, Mo Ruxue knew very well about Xiaorou's feelings for Ye An.

However, from beginning to end, Ye An never had any other thoughts about Xiao Rou.

"Master Ruxue, am I really that bad? Big Brother Ye gave me three chances to survive, but this time, Big Brother Ye clearly didn't want to come, but because of me, he came here and lost his memory of us. I..."

Xiaorou's eyes were red with tears welling up in them, and she spoke with a trembling voice.

At the end, she could no longer suppress her inner sadness and self-blame, and burst into tears. Her cry was heart-wrenching, filled with deep guilt and regret.

"Xiao Rou, don't think too much."

Mo Ruxue gently held Xiaorou in her arms, reached out her hand and gently patted her back, and whispered to comfort her, "Do you think Ye An is the kind of person who will blame you? He has always treated you as a sister. In his eyes, protecting you and taking care of you are all out of a brother's instinct. Just like your master protected me at that time..."

Mo Ruxue's voice was gentle and warm, like a spring breeze, trying to soothe Xiaorou's inner pain and anxiety.

She knew that the relationship between Ye An and Xiao Rou could only be maintained by the relationship between brother and sister. Anything more would be nothing but an illusion and would be difficult to become true.

"Master Ruxue, do you think I can be a support for Brother Ye and Master in the future?" Xiaorou nestled in Mo Ruxue's arms and asked softly with a hint of expectation and longing.

Mo Ruxue was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then she instantly understood Xiaorou's idea. A gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said with encouragement in her eyes: "Yes, I will."

When Xiaorou heard Mo Ruxue's answer, her eyes became extremely firm and she nodded vigorously.

Xiaorou swore secretly in her heart: From now on, such a thing will never happen again. Brother Ye, Master, and Master Ruxue will all be protected by me.

Mo Ruxue also clearly felt Xiaorou's firm belief, and couldn't help feeling touched and relieved.

Mo Ruxue hugged Xiaorou tightly, giving her silent support and encouragement.

Afterwards, the two figures turned into a stream of light and left the wonderland of creation.

The moment they left, the wonderland seemed to have pressed a time-reversal button. All traces quickly disappeared, as if no one had ever been here, and it returned to its former tranquility and mystery.

The other side of the screen

At the junction of the human race and the demon race, the mountains are undulating and majestic, like a vigorous dragon lying on the ground, clearly dividing the human race and the demon race.

This side of the mountains is the territory of the human race.

The sky is clear and blue, like a huge mirror. The bright sunshine pours down unhindered, making every inch of land bright and warm.

The white clouds floated as lightly as cotton, constantly changing their shapes, sometimes gathering into groups of happy sheep, and sometimes turning into towering castles.

The breeze brings with it the fresh scent of flowers and plants, making people feel relaxed and comfortable.

Looking around, you can see endless green forests dotted with colorful wild flowers, like a gorgeous painting.

Birds are singing happily on the branches, and the stream is gurgling and sparkling, like a silver ribbon winding through the dense forest.

On the other side of the mountains is the world of the demons.

Although the sky was not as bright and blue as the human race, it was also a deep dark purple, like a noble silk curtain, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. Wisps of light clouds floated leisurely in the sky, adding a bit of agility to the sky.

In the demon land, black rocks are scattered around with hot magma flowing between them. Occasionally, bubbles "gurgle" and emit rolling heat waves.

But in the cracks between rocks and magma, there are patches of gorgeous magical plants growing. They are flashing with strange light, some are as hot as flames, some are as clear as crystal, showing a different kind of vitality and vigor.

In the dense forest, the branches of the trees are thick and strong, and the leaves are dark purple or dark red. They sway in the wind, making rustling sounds.

This mountain range is like a magical dividing line, separating two completely different yet unique worlds.

On the highest peak of the mountains, two figures suddenly appeared.

One is a figure dressed in purple clothes, with an upright posture, noble and cold temperament, like a blooming violet, exuding a proud aura.

That beautiful face was like a carefully crafted work of art, so perfect that not a single flaw could be found. However, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, without any expression of joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, just like a cold and beautiful goddess high above everyone else.

In sharp contrast to this is the dark green figure next to it.

His body was crooked and disheveled, and his steps were unsteady and unsteady, like a candle in the wind, which could fall down at any time.

His pretty face was filled with pain and sadness. He was currently bent over, one hand on his knee, the other hand covering his chest as he retched. He looked extremely miserable, forming a sharp contrast with the noble and cool purple figure.

"yue..."

Ye An's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd and his stomach was churning.

After Mo Qingcheng took him on several crazy space jumps, he felt dizzy and his head was buzzing.

For Ye An now, this is no less than experiencing a high-intensity centrifugal force rotation training for pilots in his previous life. He felt so uncomfortable that he almost collapsed.

Mo Qingcheng crossed his arms over his chest and glanced coldly at Ye An, who was bending over and retching violently. His eyes revealed undisguised disdain, as if he was looking at a useless waste.

"Yue... I say... Fairy sister, I won't play with my... Yue like this..."

Ye An supported himself on the ground with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, retching and protesting weakly.

"Please at least give me... some... time... to prepare... yue..."

His voice was intermittent, and it seemed as if he used up all his strength to say every word. His face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

When Mo Qingcheng heard Ye An's complaint, she took a step back in disgust, frowned slightly, opened her lips, and said lightly: "My name is Mo Qingcheng."

Ye An tried hard to straighten up, his bent body still trembling slightly due to dry heaving.

Ye An tilted his head sadly and looked at Mo Qingcheng. A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then a touch of surprise and admiration appeared. He couldn't help but sigh:

“Here is a beautiful woman, stunningly beautiful.

The eyebrows are like distant black paintings, and the eyes are like autumn water.

She opened her red lips slightly, her pearly teeth were as white as stars.

Such a graceful and charming demeanor is hard to come by in this world."

After reading it, he shook his head, as if trying to dispel the strong feeling of dizziness, but his eyes never left Mo Qingcheng.