The White Demon

The mountain breeze blew silently through the woods, bringing with it the rustling of leaves, as if it was nature's regret for those who had passed away.

Ye Qingwan's eyes were red and swollen. She hugged the charred wolf whose body had already become stiff, staring blankly at the deep pit that had been dug in front of her, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.

Her Dabai is gone...

The one who was seriously injured but still managed to subdue the black bear monster and secretly warm her bed every night.

Dabai, who always wanted to call himself husband and kissed her coldly and domineeringly, is gone...

Thinking of the sweet times in the past, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, but tears were still on her face.

"Dabai, tell me, is it true that everyone is nothing more than a pile of dirt in the end...

Whether rich or poor, king or beggar, everyone is equal in the face of death..."

"It's just that Dabai, I regret it now. I just realized now that I actually like you. I was too cautious and didn't dare to admit it. I should have cherished the time I spent with you..."

"My mind tells me that I should live in the present and not dwell on the regrets of the past, but it's really hard for me to let go..."

Ye Qingwan murmured to herself, but suddenly a voice from Fantuan came from behind her:

"Since the princess knows everything, why are you still so sad? The princess always taught Fantuan not to be afraid and to run forward bravely. Could it be that the princess herself has forgotten..."

Ye Qingwan raised her head and saw Fentuan, Zhang Boyui and Liansheng, who had come to her side without her knowing.

"Sister, don't be sad!" Liansheng threw himself into her arms and started crying.

Ye Qingwan gently stroked Liansheng's pigtails, "Why are you here? Didn't you... leave?"

“If I didn’t look back, how could I know that you could... cry like a fool!” Zhang Boyui rubbed his big nostrils to hide his sadness and tears.

Ye Qingwan wiped her tears and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, fellow countryman! When you're comforting someone, can you please not use bad words? I'll definitely help me teach him a lesson later..."

The girl was too shy to respond. Zhang Boyui continued loudly:

"Look, fellow countryman, you look so beautiful when you smile. You are happy every day, so we can leave with peace of mind, right?

Why don't you just stop worshipping a master and come with us!" Zhang Boyui wanted to drag Ye Qingwan away without saying a word.

"No, Borui!" Ye Qingwan pulled down Zhang Borui's hand, "The ancestor of Wanxiang Sect, with our strength, we are no match for him. If we become his disciples, we can get your freedom in exchange, which I think is worth it.

And Bo Rui, you have accepted many of their disciples and magic weapons. If they see you, they will definitely not let you go. So the longer you stay here, the more danger you will face. You should leave quickly."

"So, are you afraid that we will implicate you?"

"I am afraid that I can't protect you. After all, I don't have the ability now..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

"Princess, will you come to see us again?" Pink ball had tears in her eyes, reluctant to leave.

“Of course, whether I am the poison doctor Ye Qingwan or the eldest daughter of the Ye family, Ye Qingwan, I am still me.

Of course, in addition to this reason, I still have some grievances with the Ye Mansion, and I haven't finished the things that Master's wife asked me to do. And this ancestor is fair, so I decided to stay. "

“In the future, when things here are settled and my cultivation level has improved, I will definitely go to the demon tribe to see you.

By that time, Borui might have become the overlord of one side, and Fentuan and Liansheng would also be powerful people?

You can't despise me or refuse to welcome me when the time comes!" Ye Qingwan forced a smile.

“Princess, how could this be…” The innocent pink ball hugged her tighter.

Ye Qingwan held Dabai in one hand and patted Fentuan's back with the other, like a big sister blessing and sending her off...

Zhang Boyui's eyes flickered when he saw Ye Qingwan holding Dabai tightly.

"Then... let's help you bury Dabai first. You can't... keep holding him like this..."

Ye Qingwan seemed to have been touched in a sore spot, and her tears instantly burst out, like pearls from a broken string, falling down.

"Borui, Dabai's fur felt so comfortable to touch before. Even though he looks a little strange now, I still want to hold him for a while longer, just a little while longer..."

She lowered her head and tears fell silently on Dabai's body.

Suddenly, she felt her shoulder sink, and to her surprise she realized that it was Zhang Boyui who put one paw on her shoulder and patted it.

"My fellow countryman, the dead are gone..."

"Bo Rui..." Ye Qingwan finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears...

After a stick of incense, a wooden tombstone was erected in front of Dabai's grave, with a few large characters written on it: Tomb of the Evil Husband Dabai.

Ye Qingwan brought her spirit beasts to pay their respects in front of Dabai's grave, and then urged Zhang Boyui to leave quickly with Fentuan and Liansheng.

"This road is long and winding, so you must be extra careful."

"Bo Rui, don't learn from me. I didn't know how to cherish something until I lost it. You must seize the present moment. Fentuan is innocent and cute. I will leave her to you. And Liansheng..."

At this time, Liansheng was still hugging her thighs tightly, and she was stroking Liansheng's braids like an elder.

Liansheng raised his head, his dark green eyes sparkling with crystal tears, "Sister, Liansheng wants to follow you, Liansheng really doesn't want to leave..."

"Be good, Liansheng. Your big brother Borui will definitely protect you. Now your big brother Borui is very powerful. Ordinary monsters can't hurt him at all..."

Ye Qingwan half squatted down and coaxed him like she was coaxing a child, and Liansheng finally looked back every few steps and followed Zhang Boyui out of Wanxiang Mountain.

Ye Qingwan stared at their departing figures. At this moment, someone behind her suddenly shouted breathlessly, "Oh, Qingwan, I almost searched the entire Wanxiang Mountain, and you turned out to be here..."

"Excuse me, who are you..." Ye Qingwan saw that the person who came was tall and well-mannered, but she didn't know him, so she asked.

Seeing that the visitor was wearing a light blue gown, which was somewhat similar to the clothes of other sect disciples, but the texture and embroidery were obviously much better than theirs, he began to doubt the identity of the visitor.

The man smiled slightly, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, "Ah, I am your seventeenth senior brother Liu Haochen. All the items for the apprenticeship ceremony are ready. Let's go! Senior brother will take you to try on the clothes to see if they fit you well."

"Apprenticeship Ceremony?!" The human race is really particular about it. When she became an apprentice among the demon race, it was very simple. She just kowtowed and that was considered the apprenticeship.

But, if that’s the case, then all her previous kowtows were in vain?

"Yes, you are the master's last disciple, so of course you have to go through the apprenticeship ceremony in a grand manner." Senior Brother Seventeen smiled brightly, as if bringing the morning sunshine, making people feel warm and energetic.

Ye Qingwan nodded thoughtfully, "Then... I am the master's number..."

Before Ye Qingwan finished speaking, she heard Liu Haochen answer, "Which disciple is it? Twenty-eight!"

"Ah?!" Ye Qingwan was surprised.

As if sensing Ye Qingwan's surprise, Senior Brother Seventeen took the initiative to repeat it again.

"The twenty-eighth!"