My Demon Queen

Chapter 219 Meeting of Heroes

Princess Changle slowly raised her head, and her eyes happened to fall on the spirited Mu Wushuang. In an instant, the taut string in her heart seemed to be gently plucked by a gentle hand and slowly relaxed.

During these long months, she has been busy with the "three five-year plans" designated by Ye An.

Her father was also deeply moved by this matter, and then he urgently convened a court meeting based on the current national conditions.

At the court meeting, everyone expressed their opinions. Opponents spoke fiercely and expressed various concerns; supporters were full of confidence and painted a bright future.

However, under the firm pressure of Princess Changle, the plan was finally implemented.

But just when she was busy, Ye An and Mo Qingcheng left quietly, and took away her beloved white horse.

This made Princess Changle very angry, and she wanted to go to Mu Wushuang to complain.

But Mu Wushuang didn't want to see anyone at this time. Every day, the crisp sound of sword practice could be heard from the yard. Princess Changle heard the sound and didn't want to disturb her too much.

Now, seeing that Mu Wushuang has returned to her former appearance and exudes vigorous vitality and confidence, Princess Changle feels sincerely gratified.

"Look at you now, how good, how beautiful, how energetic you are!"

Princess Changle stood up gracefully, walked to Mu Wushuang's side with light steps, gently took her arm, and walked towards the coffee table with exquisite tea sets on the side.

Mu Wushuang smiled slightly, and that smile was as warm as the spring sun, but soon, she returned to her cold appearance.

"Third Senior Sister, I'm here to say goodbye."

Mu Wushuang spoke slowly, her voice clear and firm.

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang with a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but she also knew that it was time for Mu Wushuang to embark on her own journey.

As the future female sword fairy and the ruler of Yaoguang Fairyland, she must go through a difficult training.

However, the emotional tribulation followed him like a shadow and could never be resolved.

This can be clearly seen from the look in Mu Wushuang's eyes, that deeply hidden darkness.

"I know everything. I also wrote back to Master and told him that you would go for training, and Master agreed."

Princess Changle said softly, her tone full of concern.

Mu Wushuang nodded slightly, her eyes revealing gratitude towards her master and third senior sister.

She quietly glanced at the third senior sister who had always protected her since she was a child, and a strong feeling of reluctance welled up in her heart.

"Why? Don't look at me like that. You know I can't resist your little look." Princess Changle said with a doting smile on her face.

"Pfft, Third Senior Sister, you are still the same as before." Mu Wushuang smiled, with a hint of nostalgia in her smile.

"But you are different?"

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang worriedly and said.

Mu Wushuang slowly lowered her head, looked at the long sword in her hand that was flashing with cold light, and gently stroked the sword, as if recalling something.

Then, she raised her head, smiled and said to Princess Changle: "People have to grow up eventually, don't they?"

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang who was forcing a smile, shook her head gently, and sighed inwardly.

"There are many things that hurt people in this world, and love is the most difficult to resolve."

"Yes, my little junior sister has grown up. Go ahead and do whatever you want to do. Just don't regret it. You... know what I mean."

Princess Changle spoke to Mu Wushuang seriously, her eyes full of encouragement.

Mu Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a slightly bitter smile and said, "Follow your heart, follow your nature, follow your heart, don't worry, I won't force you. Now I'm leaving, Third Senior Sister, take care, and see you at the Heroes Conference in a year."

After saying that, Mu Wushuang stood up and left resolutely, walking towards the door.

Her back looked so thin and lonely, just like the sword in her hand, straight and sharp, yet hiding its fragility.

"Take care, my silly girl."

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang and said softly, her hand tightly grasping the letter left by Ye An in her sleeves, but she held the book tightly in her hand and never took it out...

On the other side, Wudu.

"I should have asked for an extra horse."

Ye An squatted helplessly on the side of the road, his face full of regret.

He looked at the white horse lying on the grass. It was panting heavily, its body was wet, and sweat was dripping down its white hair.

"You want it? You're just going along with it."

Mo Qingcheng stood aside and looked at Ye An helplessly.

Sometimes, she really didn’t understand what Ye An did. He could have just asked the other person to borrow it, but he refused and rode the other person’s white horse using the other person’s name.

Along the way, the white horse carried the two of them and moved forward slowly.

As soon as they left the Yaoguang Fairyland and arrived at the Wulin Holy Land, the white horse was exhausted.

"How can a scholar's affairs be said to be smooth? This is earned through exchange."

Ye An turned his head and looked at Mo Qingcheng and emphasized, with a sly smile on his face.

Mo Qingcheng was also speechless due to Ye An's shameless behavior these days.

Not only did they ride the same horse, but Ye An's hands and mouth were also not honest.

If Ye An hadn’t recovered his spiritual power yet, could he have acted like this?

Mo Qingcheng simply rolled her eyes at Ye An, then gently distanced herself from him and stood far away.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's actions and instantly became unhappy, looking at Mo Qingcheng aggrievedly.

"Madam, do you dislike me?"

Mo Qingcheng pretended not to hear, closed her eyes, and quietly felt the breeze.

The breeze gently brushed across her face, bringing a sense of coolness and comfort.

When Ye An saw that Mo Qingcheng didn't reply, he instantly became excited. He didn't care about the life or death of the white horse and came to Mo Qingcheng's side happily.

He reached out and held Mo Qingcheng in his arms, looking at her lovingly.

"Madam, you haven't handed in today's homework yet?"

When Mo Qingcheng heard this, her face instantly turned red with shame and she spat at Ye An lightly.

I don’t know where Ye An learned this from, but he compared kissing to “homework”. What’s even worse is that he even stuck out his tongue.

Mo Qingcheng pushed Ye An away and said, "Go away."

Ye An didn't care at all. He had been having fun in the past few months. He always found a way to bully Mo Qingcheng, which could be regarded as revenge.

"Okay, don't be angry. You must be exhausted from the journey."

Ye An grabbed Mo Qingcheng's hand, slowly pulled it back into his arms, and spoke gently.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the normal Ye An and calmed down. She leaned in Ye An's arms and nodded.

Along the way, no matter it was windy or rainy, or accommodation and transportation, Ye An made all the arrangements very well and never let himself suffer any grievances.

Moreover, along the way, I saw scenery that I had never seen before.

This made Mo Qingcheng think, "Perhaps such a vast expanse of mountains and rivers is really worth seeing, or perhaps it is because of him that all this is worth seeing."

"We're almost at Wudu City. Let's go into the city and have a good rest."

Ye An looked at the faint outline of a city in the distance and spoke softly.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An, nodded, and took the initiative to reach out and hug Ye An.

Ye An also lowered his head and smiled slightly, his lips gently pressed against Mo Qingcheng's white forehead.

Two hours later, the two of them entered Wudu City, but this time both of them used formations to hide their original appearance.

"Sir, please come in. Would you like to have a quick meal or stay overnight?"

A little boy enthusiastically led Ye An and Mo Qingcheng into the inn, speaking familiar lines.

Ye An looked at the waiter in surprise, feeling helpless.

"Is there any superior room in the hotel?" Ye An asked.

"Oh, sir, you came at an untimely time. All the superior rooms are full. Only one middle-class room is left. The inferior rooms are also full." The waiter replied with a smile.

Ye An was speechless. It was not a festival, but the inn was still full. This was the third inn Ye An had asked.

"Forget it, let's just have a medium-sized room."

Mo Qingcheng on the side spoke up.

When Ye An heard Mo Qingcheng say this, he nodded and asked for one.

"Hey, young man, why are all the inns in Wudu City so crowded?" Ye An took Mo Qingcheng and followed the waiter's footsteps and walked upstairs.

"Sir, aren't you here to participate in the preliminaries of the Heroes Conference?" The waiter looked back at Ye An in confusion.

Ye An and Mo Qingcheng looked at each other and saw three unknown words in each other's eyes.

The waiter looked at Ye An and Mo Qingcheng, then began to explain.

"The Conference of Heroes was jointly proposed by the three holy places. It is held every ten years. Some outstanding disciples are selected from some small sects, and they enter the three holy places to practice for a period of time, and then return to their own sects. This is the preliminaries. Because there are so many people, the preliminaries will last for more than a year. In the final, we will challenge the three holy places. And then there will be the competition among the three holy places, which is the most lively." The waiter said with anticipation, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Ye An nodded without saying anything, and went to the room with Mo Qingcheng.

Ye An reached out and took out a gold coin as a reward to the waiter.

The waiter had never seen someone as generous as Ye An, and he said that he would serve Ye An and Mo Qingcheng well.

Ye An sighed helplessly in his heart, "You need social skills wherever you go!"

Then Ye An closed the door, and only Ye An and Mo Qingcheng were left in the room.

"Is this gathering of heroes only for the human race?" Ye An asked Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng also knew a little about it, and explained: "Not only the human race, but also the demon race."

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng and understood. Back then, the two sisters took away most of the territory of the human race. If they invited the demons, it would be really interesting. It would not be a competition, but murder.

"My lady, since we are here, why don't we go and take a look? We won't fight anyway, just watch their competition."

Ye An said excitedly. Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's curious expression and nodded with a smile.

After all, one of them had temporarily lost his spiritual power, and the other had used a formation to hide their identities, so they could go and take a look. Seeing that Mo Qingcheng agreed, Ye An immediately became excited.

But before the excitement could last for a while, an indescribable and blushing sound came from the next room. The sound seemed to have a magical power, which made people's heartbeat speed up involuntarily and a blush appeared on their faces.