My Demon Queen

Chapter 229 Mo An

As Ye An's shadow slowly finished speaking those words, it instantly dissipated like brilliant fireworks, turning into points of crystal light, and then penetrated into the long sword like a dream.

Mu Wushuang widened her eyes, staring at the scene in a daze. At the moment, she didn't care at all that her clothes were in disarray, and large areas of her snow-white skin were faintly visible.

She moved her body with difficulty, supported herself on the ground with her hands, and crawled towards the sword little by little.

With every step she took, an expression of pain appeared on her face, but her eyes were always fixed on the sword.

Finally, she crawled to the edge of the sword, her eyes filled with tears, the tears swirled in her eye sockets, flashing little lights.

Mu Wushuang stroked the sword gently with trembling hands, as if he was stroking the most precious treasure.

The whole person looked extremely disheveled, with messy hair scattered on his shoulders and his clothes torn in several places.

Then, as if she had found support, she hugged the sword tightly in her arms and let out a low whimper.

Mu Wushuang curled up on the path in the field, her body trembling slightly and crying loudly.

During this time, many people flew over Mu Wushuang's head.

Some of them looked hurried, rushing past like a flash of lightning; some were leisurely and contented, floating slowly in the air, admiring the scenery below.

But they didn't notice this place, as if everything here was isolated by an invisible barrier and nothing happened.

Only Mu Wushuang was lying on the ground, staring into the distance with a dull look in her eyes.

Only she knew how reliable the protection Ye An left in her was.

Killing people, isolating himself from the outside world, and leaving himself enough space to recover, Ye An took everything into account, but he forgot about this stupid girl with a brain defect. She just foolishly refused to recover and just lay in plain sight on the road in the field.

If Ye An knew this, he would definitely scold this girl for being stupid.

"I heard that people from the Western Paradise are coming this time."

A man in a gray robe raised his head slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his expression.

"Yes."

The companion next to him nodded, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Have you heard that the first place prize of this conference is a three-eyed wolf?"

Another short man came over, his eyes sparkling with excitement, his face filled with excitement, and his hands gesticulating constantly.

"The three-eyed wolf? That's a legendary beast."

A big man with a stubble on his face opened his eyes wide with a look of shock, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed as if he could swallow an egg.

"Of course, this time the demon tribe has sent out most of their strong men."

A pretty woman frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in her tone.

"It seems that this prize is not easy to get!"

An old man stroked his beard and shook his head slightly. There was a hint of wisdom in his eyes, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

"Look at what you said, that's a three-eyed divine wolf. When it grows to the middle stage, it can destroy half of the demon race. Whoever gets it will have high-end combat power, right?"

A young man waved his fist, his face full of longing, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, as if he had already seen the moment when he obtained the three-eyed divine wolf.

"That's right, that's right!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. A group of casual cultivators chatted and walked past Mu Wushuang without noticing anything wrong.

Their footsteps gradually faded away, as if they had never appeared.

Mu Wushuang went from being dumbfounded at the beginning to having a focused look in her eyes after she heard clearly what they were saying.

"Three-eyed wolf? Wangcai?"

Mu Wushuang recited a few words silently, and her eyes suddenly lit up, as if a bright lamp had been lit in the darkness.

She immediately sat up and quickly straightened her clothes, her hands moving nimbly between her clothes, her expression focused and determined.

Then she closed her eyes and began to regulate her breathing. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her breathing gradually became steady, as if she was gathering all the strength in her body. The air around her seemed to sense her determination and was fluctuating slightly.

"Ye An, I want you to owe me your debt for the rest of your life, and never pay me back..."

"Ah..."

Ye An was practicing with a katana when he suddenly sneezed and almost hit the katana head-on.

The sword was also startled, and the entire blade trembled slightly. The little bit of intelligence it had was almost scattered by Ye An's sneeze.

The blade of the sword moved stealthily, as if observing Mo Qingcheng's reaction. The blade flashed a faint light, as if expressing its fear.

Mo Qingcheng opened her eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, she looked at Ye An and asked softly, "What's wrong?" Her voice was gentle and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.

"I don't know. I always feel like someone is teasing me from behind."

Ye An rubbed his nose, a helpless expression appeared on his face. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Mo Qingcheng was speechless for a moment, then shook her head. Recently, she always heard some strange words from Ye An's mouth. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Ye An with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"When does the conference start?" Mo Qingcheng asked.

"The day after tomorrow, they're all knockout rounds, let's get a spot." Ye An replied, a hint of confidence in his eyes.

"Well, have you thought about your identity?" Mo Qingcheng asked.

"I've thought about it, let's call him Mo An, how about it?"

Ye An blinked his eyes and asked Mo Qingcheng expectantly.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled after hearing this, and thought to himself: "If he knew that Ruxue named her spear the Ink Spear and my sword the Ink Sword, I wonder how he would feel."

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with evil taste, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes. She seemed to be considering whether to tell him or not. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a charming smile.

"Oh? Madam, your eyes are not right. Are you talking about your husband behind his back?"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's gloating expression and knew that Mo Qingcheng was definitely not thinking well. He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, and revealed a hint of ridicule in his eyes, as if he was teasing Mo Qingcheng.

"Humph, I don't."

Mo Qingcheng snorted lightly, then turned her head away and didn't dare to look at Ye An. This was also Mo Qingcheng's habit. Whenever she lied, she wouldn't dare to look at Ye An.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng with a look that said I am lying, and chuckled. Looking at Mo Qingcheng's cute appearance, Ye An liked her more and more.

His eyes were full of tenderness and love, and the smile on his lips became brighter. He slowly walked to Mo Qingcheng and gently held her hand.

"My lady, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Mo Qingcheng looked at the sky in confusion and found that it was just afternoon. Why should she go to bed? But seeing Ye An's malicious look, Mo Qingcheng's pretty face immediately blushed.

"Bad guy, it's still early..."

Before Mo Qingcheng could finish her words, Ye An picked her up and carried her sideways.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's shy appearance in his arms and found that he was becoming less and less resistible.

There was a burning flame in Ye An's eyes and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He hugged Mo Qingcheng tightly, feeling her warmth and softness.

"My dear, I have thought of some new tricks. I will teach you!"

After Ye An finished speaking, he carried Mo Qingcheng into the room in a hurry, leaving his sword outside to guard the room.

The blade of the sword shook slightly, as if expressing its helplessness.

As creaking sounds came from the room, Mo Qingcheng cursed Ye An for being a pervert, and other overtones were heard, the sun set from the center into the mountains.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the earth, covering everything with a golden coat.

Early the next morning, Ye An opened the door refreshed and opened his arms to embrace the rising sun.

But before he could fully open his arms, a pillow was thrown at him from behind.

"You bad guy, don't even think about touching me these days."

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng covered her delicate body with the quilt with one hand and supported herself on the bed with the other hand, roaring weakly.

There was a hint of anger and shyness in Mo Qingcheng's eyes, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her long hair was scattered messily on her shoulders, giving people a lazy beauty.

Ye An turned around and smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself: "I really made her suffer yesterday."

He scratched his head, a trace of apology in his eyes. He slowly walked to the bed and gently picked up the pillow.

"Don't be angry, my lady. I'll go buy some food and give you some nourishment."

Ye An picked up the pillow and walked to the bed and spoke gently.

Mo Qingcheng glared at Ye An, then lay down on the bed in a sullen manner, covering herself with the quilt, thinking to herself: "He really let me press him down. Just wait, I will be the only one to press you down."

A hint of stubbornness and unwillingness to accept the defeat flashed across Mo Qingcheng's eyes.

Seeing Mo Qingcheng looking like a bullied young wife, Ye An smiled, leaned over, pulled open the quilt, and kissed Mo Qingcheng on the forehead.

"I will be going to the ring match tomorrow. My wife, please forgive me for my indulgence this time."

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's aggrieved look and softened her heart for a moment. She knew that Ye An was not a competitive person and it was she who had let Ye An participate step by step, so she was not so angry anymore.

Instead, she stretched out her two white arms and hugged Ye An's neck, and said seriously: "Just do your best, don't force it. At worst, I can accompany you to steal or rob, and you are not allowed to get hurt."

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were full of worry and concern, and her arms were tightly around Ye An, as if telling him her determination.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng carefully and saw how much she cared about him. He felt warm in his heart. He hugged Mo Qingcheng tightly and said, "Don't worry. I am your husband, Mo Qingcheng. I am a great man who can stand alone against ten thousand men. In this gathering of heroes, I will win the first prize for you, my lady."

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's smug look and chuckled. Then she kissed Ye An on the lips and didn't want to let Ye An go.

"My wife, let's hold our wedding when we return to the Demon Tribe!" Ye An said affectionately.

Mo Qingcheng was also stunned when she heard this, but then she remembered that Ye An wanted to give her an explanation in an ordinary way, so she smiled and agreed.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Mo Qingcheng said.

"The word 'wait' is not a good word. No, just say I want you." Ye An said.

Mo Qingcheng also felt something was wrong. She was about to continue what Ye An said, but she immediately realized something was wrong. She pushed Ye An away angrily, twisted her body, wrapped the quilt tightly, and turned her back to Ye An.

Ye An laughed a few times, kissed Mo Qingcheng on the back of her head through her hair, and walked out.

Mo Qingcheng also slowly turned around, looked at the room where Ye An left, and said softly: "Ye An, I want you."

Time flew by.

"Come here to sign up! Is there anyone else signing up?"

A big man stood on the platform below the ring and shouted loudly, with an anxious look on his face and his eyes full of expectation.

Since there are too many contestants in the Heroes Conference, the elimination rounds are held in the downtown areas of Wulin City.

Sign up for the competition, and those who are still standing on the ring at night can participate in the competition for the top 500 heroes.

Yes, the top 500 heroes. Only after defeating these 500 people can they participate in the top 16, quarterfinals, semifinals and finals.

"Damn it, is there no one left?"

The big man put his hands on his hips and looked at the people below. When he found that no one had signed up, he frowned and showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

The main thing is that on the ring, there is a contestant from the demon tiger tribe. He is like a giant tiger that has not fully evolved, standing on two legs, with the tiger's paw as big as an adult's head, and the tiger's head also looks ferocious.

Its eyes revealed a fierce and domineering look that made people shudder. Its body exuded a powerful aura, as if it could devour people at any time.

"Three people have already died. Who would dare to go up here?"

A timid man shrank his neck, a look of fear appeared on his face. His body trembled slightly and his eyes were full of fear.

"Yes!"

Everyone was talking below, with worried looks on their faces.

"Damn it, if no one is around, then you have to win."

The big man looked back at the big tiger and said. The big tiger looked at the people below with a look of disdain.

Its eyes were full of arrogance and contempt, and its tail was wagging gently, showing its impatience.

"Then I hereby announce..."

"Wait, wait a minute! I'll join in. I'll join in."

Just as the big man was about to announce the result, he was interrupted by a hurried voice.

Then everyone made way for him, and a man with an ordinary face and untidy clothes was seen, who was still running while adjusting his clothes.

There was an anxious look on his face and his hair was scattered messily around his shoulders.

"As long as there is someone, tell me your name." asked the big man.

"Ah...oh, my name is Mo An."