Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The setting sun falls over Mount Qishan, and the evening glow is among the sea of ​​clouds; the breeze blows past people, and the world is filled with suffering and worries.

At the former site of Fuchen Temple on Qihui Mountain, Xixi had been looking at the sacred flower of Motan alone for a whole afternoon. At this moment, the setting sun was shining on the lonely figure and the solitary flower, which was so charming and yet so cold!

Xixi was still hesitant for the whole afternoon. She didn't know what she should do. She didn't know how to pick the Holy Magic Flower, and she didn't dare to try. Grandpa Heng had been looking for this flower for an unknown period of time. Since she could remember, Grandpa Heng seemed to have only this flower in his heart besides her and her mother. Grandpa Heng would often touch his head and sigh:

"Xixi, after hundreds of years, where is our sacred flower?"

Xixi shouted in her heart for an entire afternoon:

"Grandpa Heng, I found our sacred flower!"

Xixi wanted to stay here to guard and protect the sacred flower, and quietly watch the blooming flower, because it was not only the future of the Shadow Guard, but also the hope for her mother to wake up.

Xixi didn't know how she was born, because in her memory, her mother was always in a deep sleep. She and Grandpa Heng only went to see the beautiful, vicissitudes of life, unconscious woman once a year! Grandpa Heng told her that was her mother.

How she wished she could be like the real Xixi, with her parents by her side, to act coquettishly and act funny on their laps. Even if she could only call them "Mom" softly, she would be very satisfied. But such a simple thing was a luxury and an impossibility for her. She didn't know who her father was, and Grandpa Heng and the young lady had been the ones who grew up with her.

Looking at the blooming magic flower, her hopeful heart suddenly became a little worried that it would wither and die! When the moon was over the hill, Xixi made up her mind to test it out, not destroying it, not picking it, just exploring it!

Under the moonlight, beside the lotus pond, a beautiful figure sat cross-legged, shrouded in black light, like a ghost hiding in the night. Xixi kept changing her palms, secretly moving her true energy, and a thin gas mass with a faint glow slowly flew from Xixi's palms to the middle of the lotus pond, surrounding the magic flower. At this time, Xixi was very excited! Because she could feel that the energy in the lotus really came from the same source as her true energy, and the feeling of mutual attraction was too strong! But she didn't know what to do!

She didn't dare to absorb the energy in the Demonic Holy Flower. First, she didn't know how much energy was in the holy flower and whether she could withstand it. Second, once the energy was gone, would the Demonic Holy Flower wither?

Xixi's character seems to lack the courage to make decisions like Mu Wanqian, otherwise she would not have hesitated for a whole afternoon and half a night. Of course, the matter is indeed of great importance, but her character weaknesses are also obvious. It may be related to her upbringing. She has no fatherly love or motherly love, and all decisions are made for her by the young lady and Grandpa Heng.

Someone made the decision for her again tonight, no, it should be Hua!

Xixi didn't dare to absorb the energy from the Demonic Holy Flower, but the Demonic Holy Flower seemed to have some perception and knew about Xixi's energy of the same origin. Suddenly, a light flashed in the pistil, and it began to absorb the power from Xixi's light, and used this as a medium to continuously absorb the energy from Xixi's body who was sitting cross-legged next to it!

Xixi resisted instinctively, but she didn't have any chance at all. The Holy Demon Flower seemed to stick to her, constantly absorbing the energy in her body. Xixi struggled desperately, but she didn't know where to start!

She wanted to use her internal energy to resist, but the energy in her body kept being absorbed and could not be gathered at all. Xixi was very desperate. Grandpa Heng had never told her that the Holy Demon Flower was in danger!

As time passed, Xixi felt that her true energy was being sucked out and her life seemed to be coming to an end.

"Miss, Qian'er can't accompany you!"

When her life came to an end, the only thing Xixi missed was her eldest daughter, the one who was a little willful but cared about her and grew up with her! Xixi had no idea that her eldest daughter was also undergoing the test of life and death in the nameless cave, but her daughter had Shen Yichen by her side!

When Xixi fell into a coma due to the exhaustion of the true energy in her body, the Demonic Holy Flower did not stop absorbing it. Seeing that the light connecting Xixi and the Demonic Holy Flower was getting dimmer and dimmer, suddenly, astonishing energy burst out from Xixi's body and was continuously transmitted to the Demonic Holy Flower. This power was even greater and purer!

The Demonic Holy Flower seemed very excited, and its petals danced in the wind. As it absorbed more and more energy, the black energy in the pistil began to spread to the petals. The red and white lotus flowers were turning as black as ink one by one. When all the petals turned black, the Demonic Holy Flower actually automatically broke away from the lotus pond and slowly rotated in the air. As the rotation speed became faster and faster, the pistil actually emitted a ray of light towards the moon in the sky. Countless moonlight gathered towards the Demonic Holy Flower, and the Demonic Holy Flower began to absorb the moon's light!

As the moonlight was continuously absorbed by the Holy Magic Flower, the inky black petals began to turn into a crystal white like the moonlight one by one. Under the moonlight, the Holy Magic Flower became somewhat enchanting, half of it was crystal white and half of it was inky black, and the black petals were turning into crystal white one by one.

However, something strange happened again. After the Demonic Holy Flower began to absorb the moon's light, the connection between Xixi and the Demonic Holy Flower was not disconnected. As the energy flowing to the Demonic Holy Flower decreased, the connecting light became dimmer and dimmer. Just when it was about to disappear, the energy in Xixi's body began to madly absorb the Demonic Holy Flower's energy. While the Demonic Holy Flower was still intoxicated in absorbing the moon's light, Xixi's body was madly absorbing the Demonic Holy Flower's energy. When the Demonic Holy Flower reacted and wanted to break free, it was too late!

The mysterious power in Xixi's body was like a net, pulling the Demonic Holy Flower towards Xixi. The Demonic Holy Flower had no time to absorb the moon's light. This time it was its turn to resist desperately, but to no avail. As the distance got closer, the Demonic Holy Flower's energy became less and less, and finally disappeared in Xixi's body.

In the lotus pond, the green lotus leaves also sank into the pond in the darkness.

Xixi didn’t know all this, but someone knew!

When the Demonic Holy Flower disappeared from Xixi's body, a faint light flashed on Qihui Mountain. Next to the lotus pond of Fuchen Temple, a man appeared next to the unconscious Xixi. He was a man wearing a ghost mask and a black double-collared dragon-patterned gown. He looked at the unconscious Xixi and said to himself:

"I didn't find anyone from the Ming Demon Sect when I came to Manghuang, but I met someone who practiced the Xuantian Dao! The Holy Flower has returned to its master, doesn't that mean she is about to wake up? I just don't know if she still remembers me?"

The ghost-faced man glanced at Fuchen Temple again and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that the rumors are true, Wuwang, ah Wuwang, I advised you to leave Manghuang Fuchen Temple, but you didn't listen, and you can't escape the disaster in the end!"

The ghost-faced man looked up at the night sky again and said something incomprehensible:

"It seems that the Ji family has really changed!"

After saying that, he used his internal energy to lift Xixi up and left Fuchen Temple.

The ghost-faced man brought the unconscious Xixi to Xiangyun Villa beside the Yunu River. He seemed to be very familiar with this place! After placing the unconscious Xixi in the main hall, he came to the ancestral hall in the backyard alone and shouted:

"Qing'er, here I come!"

But there was no response!

The ghost-faced man came to the black coffin again, waved his hand lightly, and the coffin lid was suspended in the air. He looked at the bones, but there was no round altar. His expression changed constantly, and after a sigh, the coffin lid fell again.

As he walked out, he whispered to himself:

"Perhaps I should have taken your consciousness away from here, but you were stubborn. Even if it dissipated, you wanted to be closer to the one you loved! But the one you loved has married someone else. Why can't you get out of the cage of love in your heart?"

After the ghost-faced man came to the main hall, he built a bonfire next to Xixi, looked at the fair and beautiful face in the firelight, shook his head, and actually took out a pot of wine and started drinking alone.

When people drink too much, they will remember many things, including their past, their troubles, and the things in their hearts that they cannot let go. The ghost-faced man drinks more and more, and it is unknown whether the face under the mask of the ghost-faced man has flushed, and his eyes are already intoxicated at this moment!

"Ah, what a bullshit fight between good and evil. Over the past thousands of years, how many lovers have been unable to be together because of their identities as good and evil, and even died together. Is this the way of heaven? It's easy to sacrifice one's life for love, but it's impossible to break this inexplicable way of heaven!"

It was unclear whether the ghost-faced man was talking about himself or someone else, as he leaned against a wooden pillar beside the campfire and fell into a deep sleep!

The next day, Xixi woke up from a daze. She opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment. She was a little dazed. She stood up and turned around, then returned to the place where she got up. She looked at the ashes with firelight next to her and said to herself:

"Why am I here? Who brought me here? Where is this?"

Xixi tried hard to recall what happened last night. She only remembered that her true essence was sucked dry by the Demonic Holy Flower, and she had no recollection of what happened afterwards. Thinking of this, Xixi immediately sat cross-legged and used her internal energy to check her own condition!

"Ah! How come the Demonic Holy Flower is in my Dantian?"

Xixi was surprised to find a flower in her dantian. It was the Holy Demon Flower, but it was a little strange. The color of the flower was not red and white, but half black and half white!

Xixi didn't know and didn't understand what was going on. She tried to practice her internal energy, but there was no effect. She vaguely felt that her cultivation had improved a step further!

Seeing that she was in good health and there was no one in the unfamiliar villa, Xixi prepared to leave the villa to find Fuchen Temple and wait for the eldest lady and Shen Yichen.

Xixi walked out of Xiangyun Villa and was still considering which direction to go when she saw Shen Yichen and Miss Mu Wanqian!

At this moment, they were also coming towards Xiangyun Villa, carrying two people behind them. Xixi was a little surprised but didn't ask.

"Little white girl, why are you here!"

Xixi could never have imagined that the opening line after not seeing each other for a day would be this sentence!

"Get lost, you bumpkin!"