The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Nan Xingchen, who was standing by, felt a sour feeling in her nose. She sniffed and turned around suddenly, just in time to catch a glimpse of Su Muwei's icy face.

There was no expression on his face. Nan Xingchen couldn't help but pout and cursed inwardly: What a cold-faced fox!

Nan Qingru's voice choked with sobs as she continued, "Shao Jie, take a look. These are the robes I made for you myself. Do you like them?"

Her tears couldn't help rolling down like beads that had broken off the string. She vaguely recalled the past when she wore a red dress and married a spirited young man.

On the day he married her, the whole capital was draped with red silk, and there was a formal wedding ceremony with red wedding gowns stretching for ten miles.

Shao Jie was very emotional and raised his hand again to touch the face he had been thinking about day and night.

Su Muwei was like a cold-faced devil, looking down at all this. He suddenly stretched out his hand to activate his spiritual power. In the halo of light, a condensed blood bead fell onto the stone of the formation.

Nan Xingchen tilted his head and looked at Su Muwei. His black eyes glowed with a red light, making him look even more charming.

Her eyes swept from his face to his hands. His ten fingers were slender and had distinct joints, and were even more beautiful than the hands of a beautiful girl.

A look of envy appeared in Nan Xingchen's eyes.

Su Muwei glanced at her sideways, and their eyes met.

Nan Xingchen felt inexplicably panicked and quickly looked away. Her slightly pale face instantly turned a little red and the corners of her lips slightly raised.

When Su Muwei lowered his eyes and looked at her again, her expression had returned to normal.

The moment Shao Jie's fingers touched Nan Qingru, he actually touched her.

He hugged Nan Qingru in his arms and burst into tears.

Nan Xingchen was shocked: "What a powerful cultivation base! This formation can actually transcend life and death. How can you do such a heaven-defying act so easily?"

Su Muwei hummed coldly and said nothing more.

Although he didn't want to disturb the couple's reminiscing, Nan Xingchen still reminded them: "Aunt, uncle, this formation won't last long. If you have anything to say, please say it as soon as possible!"

In her previous life, she cultivated immortality and asked about the world. Thinking that she had already seen through the worldly affairs, she looked at the couple in front of her who were now humans and ghosts, and her eyes finally became red and she sighed.

She wanted them to stay a little longer, even for a little while.

The two hugged each other and cried for a long time, and the formation in front of them gradually dissipated.

Su Muwei stared at Shao Jie and reminded him coldly, "You have seen her for the last time. Cut off your past in this world and go to reincarnate."

The couple were stunned when they heard this. Nan Qingru bit her lip. Although she was reluctant, she knew that they would eventually have to part.

She murmured, "Shao Jie, don't worry! If there is an afterlife, I will come to find you..."

Shao Jie hugged her tightly for the last time, stroked her cheek gently, and helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He replied softly: "My lady, if there is an afterlife, I will go find you first..."

After saying this, he pushed her away mercilessly, turned around and stopped looking at her until his spirit completely dissipated in the air.

He didn't even look back.

He knew that if she looked back, he would never be separated from her even if he suffered a heavenly calamity and was doomed to eternity.

Nan Qingru squatted on the ground, curled up into a ball, and cried with her body shaking.

Nan Xingchen patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Aunt, you are weak, don't be too sad. Only if you live well can your uncle leave with peace of mind."

Nan Qingru continued to cry. Su Muwei beside her lost his patience and waved his hand.

Nan Qingru fainted on the ground.

Nan Xingchen was shocked: "What are you going to do? Don't hurt my aunt."

Su Muwei continued to mobilize spiritual power with one hand and gently raised his other hand. Nan Xingchen was blocked by the spiritual power and his body took a few steps back.

He said coldly: "Saving her wasted my elixir, how could I let her die again?"

Nan Xingchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what are you doing?"

Although Su Muwei was too lazy to explain to her, he still said a few words coldly: "Erase the memory."

Nan Xingchen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No, my aunt has missed my uncle for so many years, and she finally got to see him. You can't be so cold-blooded and erase her memory?"

Su Muwei took back his hand and said slowly: "It's too late."

His gaze flashed across Nan Xingchen, his eyes seemed a little vague, and there was a hint of laziness in his tone.

Nan Xingchen took a step forward, took his hand, and said flatteringly: "For my brother's sake, please do me a favor and help my aunt recover her memory."

Su Muwei glared at her unhappily, his ears slightly reddened. He pushed her hand away, turned around, and disappeared without a trace in the room.

Nan Xingchen heard the chirping of the Bifang bird outside the house. She sighed and said, "This man is really moody and elusive."

She helped Nan Qingru lie down on the bed, and after half a cup of tea, Nan Qingru woke up again.

Nan Xingchen asked tentatively: "Aunt, you finally woke up? What did you dream about?"

Nan Qingru held her forehead with her hand, a look of pain on her face, and then a faint smile appeared on her face in an instant: "Xing'er, I had a dream. I dreamed that your uncle said goodbye to me. Auntie has no regrets in this life."

Nan Xingchen realized belatedly that Su Muwei had only erased Nan Qingru's memory of him.

Nan Qingru continued to talk about her past with Shao Jie.

Time seemed to flow backwards for her. She was still that charming and pretty young girl in her teens.

That spring day, the sun was shining brightly, and she made an appointment with her friends to go out of the city for a walk. As soon as they walked out of the city gate, they met a young general who was returning triumphantly from a victorious battle on his horse.

The night before he left for the battle, he said, "My dear, when I return this time, you and I will never be apart again in this life."

Nan Qingru waited for him for hundreds of years, but instead of seeing his safe return, she received the news of his death. In the end, they were separated by the Yin and Yang.

After saying this, Nan Qingru let out a long sigh and smiled with relief.

Nan Xingchen had never been involved in love between men and women, and had no idea what love was. She thought that all the infatuated women in the world were stupid.

After seeing Nan Qingru today, I seemed to have a different understanding of love.

She hugged Nan Qingru's shoulders and comforted her, "Aunt, don't be sad."

Nan Qingru stroked her hair gently and smiled lovingly: "Xing'er, Auntie has no children in this life. I treat you and Yu'er as my own flesh and blood. Don't worry, Auntie is fine."

She looked Nan Xingchen up and down and realized that she was in a disheveled state, with tattered clothes and even wearing a maid's outer robe?

Nan Xingchen's face turned pale and his breathing was not normal.

Nan Qingru took Nan Xingchen's hand and asked nervously, "Xing'er, where have you been? How did you get yourself into this state?"

Nan Xingchen smiled awkwardly, pulled back her hand, and said softly: "Aunt, this is a long story, I will tell you when I have time."

Nan Qingru wanted to ask more questions.

The raccoon dog poked its head out from Nan Xingchen's sleeve, and Nan Xingchen felt like he had seen a savior.

She raised her middle finger and poked the raccoon's head, jokingly saying, "You are such a clever ghost. You have been hiding until now and now you dare to show your head."

Nan Qingru looked at the raccoon, her expression suddenly became serious, and she asked, "Xing'er, did you go to the Soul Devouring Forest?"

Nan Xingchen said frankly: "Yes."

Nan Qingru said nervously, "Xing'er, don't go to the Soul Devouring Forest alone again. Although there are spiritual beasts there, there are also many demon beasts and evil spirits."

Nan Xingchen held her hand and comforted her, "Aunt, Xing'er knows her mistake."

Nan Qingru pinched her little face and said softly, "You are so good."

The civet cat rubbed against Nan Xingchen's arms. Nan Qingru said with a smile, "This pet is destined to be with you. You can keep it!"

"Aunt..." Nan Xingchen hesitated to speak.

She also wanted to raise it, but she was too poor and had no spiritual herbs or objects to feed this spiritual pet!