My Demon Queen

Chapter 255 Don't Be You

In the quiet Wulin City, the watery moonlight gently falls on a quaint courtyard.

The silvery-white light was like a layer of gauze, covering every corner of the courtyard and quietly sprinkling on Mo Qingcheng's green clothes, adding a touch of mystery and elegance to her.

Mo Qingcheng stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, her eyes moving slowly, looking at this familiar courtyard with a thoughtful expression.

The flowers and plants in the yard cast faint shadows in the moonlight.

After a moment, her gaze slowly moved towards Xiaorou's room.

That tightly closed door seemed to hide countless secrets and warmth.

Mo Qingcheng walked slowly towards Xiaorou's room with light steps.

Her footsteps were extremely light, as if she was afraid to disturb the tranquility of the night.

Gently push open the door, and a faint warm atmosphere fills the room.

The moonlight shines through the window onto Xiaorou's bed, illuminating her sleeping figure.

Xiaorou's face is peaceful and sweet. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and her slightly flushed cheeks are like ripe apples, making people want to touch them gently.

The corners of Mo Qingcheng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and he looked at Xiaorou quietly.

Her eyes were full of pampering and love, as if she was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng keenly sensed the spiritual power leaking out of Xiaorou.

She frowned slightly and instantly understood what Xiaorou wanted to do.

There was a sense of helplessness and also a bit of pity in my heart.

"Ruxue is really something. She doesn't even know how to help Xiaorou." Mo Qingcheng murmured softly.

I saw her slowly stretch out her right hand, and her white palm seemed to emit a soft light under the moonlight.

She concentrated her mind slightly, and her spiritual power gathered in her palms, gradually condensing into a bright light, which was then transferred to her fingertips.

Then, she put two fingers together and quickly pressed on the major acupuncture points on Xiaorou's body like lightning.

With each of Mo Qingcheng's fingers accurately landing on Xiaorou's body, a faint light would light up on the acupuncture points on Xiaorou's body, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

The light flashed and disappeared, but it firmly locked up the leaked spiritual power.

During this process, Mo Qingcheng's movements were professional and quick, without making any sound.

Xiaorou didn't notice anything and was still immersed in a sweet dream.

Instead, her slightly wrinkled brows slowly relaxed like a blooming flower under the infusion of Mo Qingcheng's spiritual power.

The spiritual power that leaked out of Xiaorou's body also flowed back into her own meridians slowly like an obedient child, returning to peace and harmony.

Mo Qingcheng watched Xiaorou's breathing gradually regain stability, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for her, her eyes full of tenderness and relief.

She sat quietly beside Xiaorou's bed, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

Thinking back to how Xiaorou looked when she was in the demon clan, that little girl who was always timid in front of him has really grown up now and become strong and independent.

A smile appeared on Mo Qingcheng's lips again, and his heart was filled with emotion.

The moonlight outside the window was still bright, and the breeze blew gently, causing the curtains to sway slightly.

Mo Qingcheng tilted her head slightly, looked at the night outside the window, and felt peaceful in her heart.

After Ye An's arrival, everything about herself changed. She is fine now, but Mo Qingcheng wants to protect everything she has now and will not allow anyone to destroy the pure land in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Qingcheng gently stood up, took one last look at Xiaorou who was sleeping soundly, and quietly left the room.

The night deepened. Wulin City, enveloped by the moonlight, seemed particularly peaceful and mysterious.

Mo Qingcheng stood quietly in the courtyard, gazing up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and calculated the time in her mind. Ruxue should be back soon.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, this was her confidence in Mo Ruxue.

When she looked up at the bright moon again, her thoughts involuntarily drifted to Ye An.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, a gentle smile flashed in her eyes, and she wondered in her heart, is he still asleep now?

That look must be very quiet and peaceful.

The scene switches to Ye An.

Ye An sat quietly at the table in the room, staring blankly at the empty bed, lost in deep thought.

In the middle of the night, he subconsciously stretched out his hand in his sleep and reached in the direction of Mo Qingcheng, but he only grabbed nothing.

He woke up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and looked at the empty bed on the other side.

He reached out his trembling hand and touched it, but only felt coldness.

Ye An's brows were tightly furrowed, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

He didn't even bother to put on his clothes. He stood up eagerly and began to look around the inn in panic.

His eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and his steps were hurried, as if he was racing against time.

After searching for an hour, Ye An returned to the room tiredly.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and he was breathing slightly heavily.

He looked helplessly at the still empty bed, then slowly sat down, his eyes full of loss.

While going out to search, Ye An searched almost every place around where Mo Qingcheng might have gone.

Then, relying on his keen perception of the battle formation, he discovered that Mo Qingcheng was leaving in a remote direction.

Although Ye An had many questions in his mind, he still chose to return to the inn.

He had carefully studied the geomancy map of Wulin City and knew that although Wulin City was called a city, it was actually the size of a small country.

The place that Mo Qingcheng went to was not a rest area for other races.

As for why Mo Qingcheng didn't ask him to go with her, he thought, maybe she had her own considerations.

Ye An just sat there quietly, and his originally neat inner clothes became a lot messier.

His eyes were always fixed on the door, hoping that Mo Qingcheng would return soon.

Ye An was anxiously waiting for Mo Qingcheng's return, but at this moment, he saw a faint fire in the distance outside the window.

The flickering flames instantly caught Ye An's attention, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Ye An hurriedly opened the window and stared at the place where the fire appeared.

The blazing flames seemed to light a fire in his heart, causing his heart to sink.

An ominous premonition enveloped him. Without caring about anything else, he turned around and rushed towards the Phoenix Clan's rest area.

While running, Mo Qingcheng's figure kept appearing in Ye An's mind.

"Wife, please don't let it be you!"

He prayed silently in his heart, and his steps became more and more rapid.