My Demon Queen

Mo Qingcheng stood quietly like a quiet statue not too far behind Ye An. Her eyes were focused and deep, staring at the boy who was sobbing silently with his arms covering his face. Her beautiful eyes were shining with complex light, as if she was distressed, pitying, and thoughtful, as if she was trying to explore the secrets deep in the boy's heart, and she didn't know what thoughts were going on in her mind.

Ye An was totally unaware of this, he was immersed in his own world, he just covered his face tightly with his arms, and felt the breeze blowing slowly. The breeze was like a gentle hand, gently touching the corner of Ye An's clothes, making it flutter slightly, as if dancing a light dance; at the same time, it also gently stroked Ye An's long hair that fell like a waterfall, and the hair swayed gently in the breeze, as if this extremely gentle wind was soothing Ye An's perhaps injured heart in an extremely delicate and gentle way.

Looking from a distance, Mo Qingcheng was wearing a green dress that was as simple and fresh as a green bamboo. The green dress fit her body perfectly, outlining her soft and slender body perfectly, making her look like a fairy walking out of a painting. She stood quietly behind Ye An, as if blending into the surrounding scenery, forming a beautiful picture. Ye An was lying quietly on the ground at this time, covering his face with his arms and fell asleep. His sleeping posture looked a little lonely and helpless. At this moment, the gentle breeze seemed particularly affectionate. It gently pulled their clothes and the strands of silky green hair. The clothes and green hair danced in the breeze, as if even the breeze was gently touching the unspeakable, extremely subtle and complex relationship between the two in a subtle way, as if silently weaving a story that belonged only to them.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye An put down his arms, opened his eyes, and looked at the gray sky with a confused look. He looked at it for a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he chuckled, as if he was laughing at his own naivety.

"Immortal cultivation world, here I come!" Ye An seemed to be declaring war on this world, or to be cheering himself up. His voice was not loud, but full of determination.

After saying that, Ye An stood up, dusted himself off, and prepared to go back. At this time, there was no Mo Qingcheng behind him, only him. Ye An seemed to sense something, and he looked back at the place where Mo Qingcheng had just stood, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Strange, why do I feel like there's someone there?" Ye An said to himself. He shook his head, thinking it might be his illusion, so he stopped thinking about it and walked towards the front yard.

Returning to the front yard, Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng. She was sitting quietly under the tree, eyes closed, hands on knees, exuding a kind of extraordinary temperament. Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng, then looked around, and found that they were the only two people.

"Well, you are the only one left?" Ye An said awkwardly. He didn't know what to say, so he could only make small talk.

Mo Qingcheng did not answer Ye An's words. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ye An calmly. Ye An felt a little uncomfortable when Mo Qingcheng looked at him. He subconsciously looked down at his clothes, then reached out and touched his face. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he looked up at Mo Qingcheng.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Ye An asked.

Mo Qingcheng still didn't speak, but a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"You're not going to torture me again, are you?" There was a hint of fear in Ye An's voice.

"Don't worry, I won't torture you this time." Mo Qingcheng finally spoke. Her voice was very soft, but it made Ye An feel relieved.

"Really?" Ye An asked in disbelief.

"Come here," Mo Qingcheng said with a smile on his face.

Ye An shook his head decisively and prepared to run away.

"Do you think you can get away?" Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Ye An thought so too, and walked towards Mo Qingcheng dejectedly.

"Sit down." Mo Qingcheng regained her cold expression when she saw Ye An coming.

"Oh." Ye An sat down obediently like a cat with its neck pinched.

Mo Qingcheng just waved her hand gently, and the long-lost "Complete Collection of Arrays" suddenly flew out of the room and fell directly into her hands.

"I promised you that I would let you resume your training, and I'll keep my promise this time." Mo Qingcheng said as she gently held up the "Compendium of Formations" which was thicker than her head with one of her slender jade fingers. Her tone was calm.

Ye An's head, which was originally drooping, instantly lifted up after hearing Mo Qingcheng's words, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief. He stared at Mo Qingcheng blankly, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

But Mo Qingcheng didn't look at him. Her eyes calmly fell on the "Complete Formation" that was slowly turning on her fingertips. She said softly, "This time, I will teach you how to practice in person, but I will only personally guide you on how to comprehend. As for the rest, you need to learn from this book on your own."

Ye An still didn't reply. He continued to stare at Mo Qingcheng blankly, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

"When you have almost understood it, you can leave." Mo Qingcheng said, and then she lightly tapped her fingertips, and the "Compendium of Formations" slowly fell into Ye An's arms.

"What do you mean? Leave?" Ye An finally came back to his senses, his voice full of surprise.

"Yes, leaving, isn't this the result you have always wanted?" Mo Qingcheng's tone was still flat, and the cunning and playfulness from before were no longer on that peerless face, leaving only calmness and indifference.

"You don't need my blood anymore?" For some reason, Ye An felt a sense of loss in his heart, and there was a hint of reluctance in his voice.

"Mo Ruxue helped me find a pill, which will be delivered to me in a while. By then, you may not be needed anymore." Mo Qingcheng's tone was still calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Will it work?" Ye An said this subconsciously for some reason.

Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and then a barely perceptible bend appeared in the corners of her eyes, but she still said in a calm tone: "This has nothing to do with you."

Ye An did not notice the change in Mo Qingcheng's expression. He just lowered his head and looked at the "Complete Collection of Formations" in his arms, wondering what was in his mind.

"Does it have nothing to do with me? What if I'm useless? Then you will catch me again. Forget it. Let's wait until you have no need of me at all." Ye An's expression suddenly changed. He spoke with a grin, as if the loss and reluctance just now were just an illusion.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the smiling boy in front of her, and it seemed as if a string in her heart was gently plucked. A hint of complex emotions flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"You have to understand, this is your only chance to leave the demon clan. If you choose to wait, maybe..." Mo Qingcheng did not finish her words. She just looked at Ye An quietly without any extra expression.

"Maybe what? Isn't it just the same as now? I'm almost used to it. Just don't torture me every other day." Ye An said indifferently, still with that playful smile on his face.

"What if I still want to torture you?"