The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

"Nothing, I've been here for too long, and few people come here, so naturally I want to talk to you and chat."

After saying that, Haihun made a gesture of invitation to Fu Qian.

"Come with me to the beach."

Fu Qian suppressed the anger in his heart and followed Haihun to the beach, but he was actually thinking about countermeasures secretly.

He observed the special sea soul in front of him, and from her transparent figure, he could vaguely tell that she was a woman.

The face of the sea soul is delicate, and there is a hint of sadness in her eyes, as if she is telling of endless loneliness. Her long hair floats like seaweed, swaying gently with the rhythm of the waves. Although her figure is transparent, she reveals a mysterious and elegant temperament. She wears a flowing long skirt, and the hem of the skirt sways gently in the wind, like an elf in the sea water. Her fingers are slender and seem to be able to play beautiful music. Her voice is soft and melodious, like the whisper of the waves lapping against the shore, making people feel extremely peaceful and comfortable.

Fu Qian followed the sea soul to the beach, where he saw waves gently hitting the rocks on the shore and a group of Kuns circling and chirping in the air. The sea breeze blew their hair and clothes, bringing a hint of coolness. The sea soul stood quietly on the beach, looking at the distant horizon, as if waiting for something.

Fu Qian stood beside her, feeling the breeze and the waves, but he never let his guard down. He secretly made hand gestures with his fingers, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

He observed Haihun's profile and found that her eyes revealed a deep longing and desire.

"what are you thinking about?"

Fu Qian talked to her to divert her attention.

"I was thinking about the past, the good memories."

Haihun turned his head and said with a smile,

"You know what? I once had my own dreams and pursuits. But now, I can only wander here."

Fu Qian frowned and asked:

"Oh? Really? Then who exactly are you, Excellency?"

Haihun's eyes were like the deep sea, as if they could swallow everything. She looked directly into Fu Qian's eyes and said word by word:

"I am your lover!"

Her voice seemed to come from far away, like the song of a siren, enchanting.

Fu Qian threw out the blasting talisman that he had prepared long ago. The blasting talisman was like a meteor, breaking the tranquility of the seaside.

He sensed something was wrong and hoped to use the blasting talisman to break the strange atmosphere in one fell swoop, thus avoiding being bewitched by the sea spirit.

However, the explosion talisman exploded around Haihun, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any waves. Fu Qian stood there with a dull expression, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

After a dizzy spell, Fu Qian found himself at a Lantern Festival festival filled with laughter and joy. Fu Qian transformed into a pretty and proud young man, wearing an exquisite brocade robe embroidered with a golden phoenix. His sleeves fluttered gently in the breeze, and he was playing around in the world in a carefree manner.

He was holding a rabbit lantern in his hand. Fu Qian was a little confused for a moment, as if he had forgotten something.

Before I had time to think about it, a pink figure was skipping among the crowd. She was very excited and enjoying the lantern festival wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, she accidentally bumped into him, knocking the rabbit lantern in his hand to the ground. She looked panicked, like a frightened little rabbit.

Fu Qian saw her face clearly, and his breath was choked. The little girl with a hibiscus peach blossom face was the face of Haihun. His memories came one after another, and he knew in his heart that this was Haihun's illusion.

Her face is pure and elegant, like the first peach blossom blooming in spring, tender and juicy.

He squatted down to pick up the lantern, handed it to her, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's just a small accident. This lantern is a gift to the girl."

Haihun took the lantern with a grateful look on her face. Her eyes were clear and bright as she said to Fu Qian:

"Thank you for the gift, may I invite you to guess lantern riddles with me?"

Her smile was warm and kind, and he nodded and said:

"can."

The sea soul stopped in front of a lantern with a banner under it. The boss shouted:

"Make a bold guess. Today is the Lantern Festival! If you guess correctly, you can take the lantern away for free!"

Haihun asked happily:

"Really? Boss!"

The boss laughed and said:

"Everyone in this area knows my rules! If I say it's free, it's free!"

The sea soul replied joyfully:

"Okay! Let's guess!"

She softly read out the riddle:

“What flies in the sky is not a bird, and what swims in the water is not a fish.”

After reading it, he frowned and said:

"Ah! What is this?"

Fu Qian smiled and replied:

"The answer is dragonfly."

The sea soul smiled and asked the boss:

"Did the boss answer correctly?"

The boss smiled and nodded, praising:

"That's right, that's right! This gentleman is really smart! Please take this lantern! I wish you two a happy Lantern Festival! May you be together forever!"

A blush appeared on Haihun's face. She took the lantern handed to her by the boss with both hands and gave it to Fu Qian.

"Sir, take this lantern! I already have one."

Hearing this, Fu Qian nodded, took the lantern, and said thank you. He couldn't help but wonder what she wanted to do by letting him enter this illusion?

But he didn't show it on his face, and played the role of a person with amnesia conscientiously. Maybe... in her eyes, she saw someone else...

Haihun talked to him for a long time, just like when they first met in love.

But he was not the person in Haihun's memory. She was looking at another person through him.

"I'm back! Nice to meet you today. I haven't asked your name yet?"

Haihun tilted his head and looked at him, asking playfully.

Fu Qian paused. If he was really bewitched, what should he be called?

"I……"

Haihun suddenly laughed out loud, her eyes were a little wet, and she said loudly:

"Hahaha, what a person you are! You're still keeping me in suspense! It's too late. I'm leaving first! See you later!"

Fu Qian nodded silently.

Haihun left, and after she left, the scene immediately distorted into another place, this time in a market.

She was concentrating on selecting fabrics in front of the stall, preparing to make a new dress for the coming spring. Her eyes were focused and serious, and her hands gently touched each piece of fabric, as if she was looking for the color that belonged to her.

Fu Qian was standing a few meters away from her, observing her quietly. If he was her lover, then a warm feeling would probably surge in his heart at this moment.

But he is not.

In order to get out of the illusion as soon as possible, he decided to go up to her and say hello.

"Girl, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Fu Qian greeted her with a smile.

Haihun raised his head and saw that it was Fu Qian, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.