My Demon Queen

Chapter 158 Inquiry Attitude

"Demon Queen, do you know who he is and why..."

Master Kong looked solemn, his eyes fixed on Mo Qingcheng, and asked anxiously.

However, before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, and she snorted coldly.

She gently raised the sword with her delicate hand, and in an instant, a sharp purple lightning condensed in her hand. The lightning flashed and crackled, and the air around her was stirred up by the violent force.

Mo Qingcheng pursed her red lips, her face expressionless and as cold as ice that had not melted for a thousand years.

She waved her arm, and the purple lightning was like a roaring thunder dragon, striking towards Confucius with the momentum of destroying everything.

When Confucius saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He quickly took out the jade pen he carried with him and waved it in the air.

As the jade pen danced, golden words appeared in the air and quickly arranged and combined to form a text shield shining with bright light.

Those words contained powerful Confucian and Taoist power and exuded a sense of righteousness, trying to resist the fierce purple lightning.

The purple lightning hit the text shield written by Confucius with a jade pen like a mad dragon, and instantly burst out with dazzling light. The lightning and words intertwined and collided, making a deafening roar.

The powerful impact caused the surrounding space to slightly distort. Confucius gritted his teeth and waved the jade pen in his hand faster, constantly replenishing the power of the words, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his old face.

Mo Qingcheng had no intention of stopping. Her eyes were cold and she increased her spiritual power output again. The purple lightning became even thicker and more violent, tightly wrapping around the text shield like a giant python, making a "sizzling" sound.

Seeing this, Bai Feiyu pointed his toes and rushed forward like a ghost, wanting to help.

Mo Ruxue frowned, and with the spear in hand, she dodged and stood in front of Bai Feiyu.

Bai Feiyu looked at Mo Ruxue with extremely complicated eyes, as if there were thousands of words surging in his eyes, but in the end, those complicated emotions turned into deep hatred, and he stared at Mo Ruxue.

Mo Ruxue also keenly felt the change in Bai Feiyu's eyes. She bit her moist red lips lightly, a barely perceptible fluctuation flashed in her eyes, and then she said indifferently:

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Take your apprentice back."

Bai Feiyu stood there, looking at Mo Ruxue motionlessly, and his expression gradually became calm.

The familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of me is still as beautiful as before, with picturesque eyes and eyebrows.

However, ever since the tragic war between humans and demons a thousand years ago, the relationship between the two of them has become increasingly irreconcilable, and eventually they became strangers.

"If I don't leave, are you going to kill me too?"

Bai Feiyu clenched his hands and said with a gloomy expression.

There was a hint of struggle on Mo Ruxue's face. She bit her teeth lightly, feeling conflicted inside.

But she was aware of the interests involved and knew what her sister was thinking at the moment.

She raised her eyes, her gaze became extremely resolute, and she said coldly: "One step forward, and you will die."

Bai Feiyu was stunned at first, then smiled brightly. But there was a hint of anger on his gentle face, and his facial muscles twitched slightly.

"Hey, kid, this matter really has nothing to do with you, let's go. With your current strength, if you really get involved, it will be no different from seeking death. Listen to the advice, eat your fill, and go. Don't worry, the old man won't die..."

The phantom Ye An crossed his arms across his chest, knowing what had happened between Mo Ruxue and Bai Feiyu. He spoke up to mediate now as he didn't want things to drag on for too long.

Bai Feiyu turned his head and looked at the shadow of Ye An, his eyes flickering. He also knew that it was not appropriate to fight with Mo Ruxue at this time, and deep in his heart, he really didn't want to fight with Mo Ruxue.

He looked at Mo Ruxue deeply for a few times, then reached out and pulled Xiao Lin to his side, turned around and flew away, quickly leaving the Wonderland of Creation.

Mo Ruxue looked at the direction where Bai Feiyu left, her tense body relaxed slightly, and she let out a breath softly.

She turned around and gave the phantom Ye An a kind look of gratitude. In fact, in Mo Ruxue's heart, she felt a deep debt to Bai Feiyu.

The phantom Ye An also nodded slightly to Mo Ruxue, then signaled to Mo Ruxue with his eyes that it was time to help her sister.

Mo Ruxue understood what he meant, tapped his toes lightly, and rushed towards Master Kong with the spear in his hand flashing with a cold light.

When Confucius saw Mo Ruxue joining the battlefield, he was startled and shouted loudly, using all his strength to attack. The tremendous force forced Mo Qingcheng back and created a distance between them, and then he quickly came to Gu Shuchen.

He pulled Gu Shuchen up, and his body turned into a stream of light and left the wonderland of creation.

However, before leaving, Gu Shuchen looked at Mo Qingcheng with reluctance, and then disappeared into the sky with his master.

Mo Qingcheng watched everyone leave the Wonderland of Creation, her eyes slightly narrowed, then she turned to look at the phantom of Ye An. She took light lotus steps and walked slowly towards the phantom of Ye An with a cold expression, and every step carried an invisible pressure.

Mo Ruxue glanced at her sister, sighed softly, turned around and flew towards Xiaorou.

She was as light as a dancing butterfly. In a moment she was beside Xiaorou, reached out her hand, grabbed Xiaorou and brought her over.

Mo Qingcheng has now arrived in front of the phantom Ye An, and the two stand opposite each other.

She crossed her arms, her eyes as cold as the water in a cold pond, and said, "Sir, what do you want to say?"

The shadow of Ye An looked at everyone who had gathered, then he spoke slowly.

His eyes were as calm as water, but seemed to be hiding deep meaning: "Before talking about Ye An, Mo Qingcheng, I want to ask you a question now."

Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed across her face, but she still nodded gently.

The shadow Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng's attitude, paused, and then said: "What is your attitude towards Ye An now?"

After these words were spoken, Mo Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand why the phantom Ye An suddenly asked this question.

For a moment, her mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, but she couldn't clearly explain how she felt about Ye An.

Now, she does have an indescribable feeling towards Ye An.

Ye An's figure, smile, and every move kept appearing in her mind.

The shadow Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's tangled expression, put his hands behind his back, and stated the facts with a serious face:

"When Ye An wakes up this time, he will forget everything that happened before, all the people and things. If you can't make your attitude towards Ye An clear, I will take Ye An away, and from now on, you will never see each other again. As for your source of life, Ye An actually left not only six blood pools, but an entire lake, which is enough for you to use for hundreds of years, so you don't have to worry about your source of life."

The words of the phantom Ye An were like a thunderclap, shocking the three women.

When Xiao Rou heard that Ye An had lost his memory, her eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. She struggled to rush forward, but was held tightly by Mo Ruxue.

Mo Ruxue's face was also full of astonishment, and she bit her lower lip tightly.

Mo Qingcheng was the most shocked. Her originally indifferent face was now filled with disbelief.

Her lips trembled slightly and there was a look of disbelief in her eyes.

“So, Mo Qingcheng, you don’t have much time to consider. If you don’t make a choice within ten breaths, Ye An will have nothing to do with the demon clan in the future.” The phantom Ye An crossed his arms and said coldly.