My Demon Queen

The scene suddenly cuts back to the present. The nine-tailed fox's inappropriate "help" has plunged the whole situation into a weird atmosphere.

As Mo Qingcheng slowly took the last step, he landed steadily on the ground.

At this moment, dark clouds covered the sky at an alarming speed like a surging tide. The entire sky became dark and gloomy in an instant, as if shrouded by a thick haze.

The layers of dark clouds rolled continuously, with terrifying flashes of lightning among them, like silver snakes dancing in the darkness, as if divine punishment could be brought down at any time, making people terrified.

Mo Qingcheng turned his head slightly, his eyes like a cold and sharp blade, accurately stabbing at Abbot Huihai beside him.

That look was as cold as frost and snow, carrying with it endless chillness and a powerful sense of oppression, which made people's hearts tremble violently, as if they were hit by an invisible force.

Abbot Huihai felt Mo Qingcheng's frosty gaze and his body involuntarily took a step back.

After all, Mo Qingcheng's title of "Demon Queen" was well-known, which really made him extremely fearful.

Mo Qingcheng no longer paid attention to the other people around her and walked straight towards Ye An with firm steps.

When she came to Ye An and saw Ye An's slightly red face, a trace of heartache that was difficult to conceal flashed in her eyes.

"Demon Queen, do you want to interfere in this matter?" Abbot Huihai looked at Mo Qingcheng walking in front of Ye An and asked instinctively.

However, it was obvious that Huihai did not know the relationship between Mo Qingcheng and Ye An, so this statement made the situation on the scene instantly become extremely delicate.

The leaders of the three holy places all turned their gazes in the direction of Mo Qingcheng at the same time, their eyes full of confusion and vigilance, as if they were waiting for Mo Qingcheng's answer.

If Mo Qingcheng is determined to protect Ye An, I'm afraid that this world will be plunged into another turbulent war.

Ye An also looked at Mo Qingcheng, his eyes flickering, and there was a hint of blame in his eyes, as if he was blaming Mo Qingcheng for appearing in front of everyone so rashly.

Mo Qingcheng naturally understood Ye An's blame, because she knew that her strength had not yet recovered. Her appearance undoubtedly made these people focus their attention on her.

But Mo Qingcheng knew in her heart that she couldn't help it at all.

She couldn't bear to see her beloved suffer even the slightest harm.

Ye An also knew that Mo Qingcheng had grown up alone in the world with great difficulty. His initial motivation was to protect Mo Ruxue. Later, because of him, he again felt a strong desire to protect her. He regained his heart of Taoism and even planned to stand on the opposite side of the whole world. These were all manifestations of Mo Qingcheng's inner desire to protect.

But this is definitely not the situation that Ye An wants to see. He sincerely hopes that Mo Qingcheng can be happy and worry-free, safe and sound. He also hopes that no matter where Mo Qingcheng stands in this world, she will not be rejected by others and will be treated kindly.

Ye An shook his head at Mo Qingcheng, then stepped past Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng instantly noticed Ye An's resolute look. The moment Ye An passed by her, she instinctively wanted to reach out to grab him, but her hand stopped stiffly in mid-air.

"Since you are all here, please give me an explanation in front of all the audience." Ye An said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

He resolutely stepped over Mo Qingcheng and stood behind her, his posture as straight as a pine tree, as if he had built a solid barrier for Mo Qingcheng, pushing her behind him and blocking all the wind and rain for her.

But only Ye An himself knew that what he could do now was to attract everyone's attention to himself and never let anyone know that Mo Qingcheng's strength was no longer as good as before.

Just as Ye An expected, everyone focused their attention on him. Dao Wuchen hesitated for a moment and asked first, "Young friend Ye An, you say."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye An, waiting for his next words. The atmosphere instantly became tense and solemn.

Ye An looked at Dao Wuchen, spoke slowly, with the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes revealed a hint of cold murderous intent.

"Old man, it would be better if you didn't say anything. You are the one who is hypocritical." Ye An's words were full of sarcasm.

Mu Wushuang frowned slightly when she heard this. Although she understood what Ye An meant, Dao Wuchen was her master after all. She wanted to speak up to defend her master, but she didn't know where to start.

After all, Ye An’s definition of “disaster star” was given by his master.

Dao Wuchen stroked his beard, his expression calm and not angry, he just looked at Ye An quietly.

"I want to know, what is a disaster star? What have I done? Why can you define me as a disaster star with just one sentence?" Ye An has kept this sentence in his heart for a long time.

This time, at the finals of the Heroes Conference, his voice, filled with spiritual power, was clearly transmitted to the ears of tens of thousands of people present.

The voice seemed to carry endless anger and questioning, echoing in the air, making everyone present feel Ye An's inner unwillingness and struggle.

There was an uproar among the people in the stands, and they were whispering and talking about it.

After this angry question was raised, everyone in the final venue fell silent.

There seemed to be a heavy atmosphere in the air, making people feel depressed.

Dao Wuchen's hand, which was stroking his beard, also stopped in mid-air, as if he was recalling something.

After a moment, he frowned slightly, but did not immediately respond to Ye An's question.

"A disaster star is a disaster star. Just because it doesn't do anything now doesn't mean it won't do anything in the future." Abbot Huihai said lightly. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

When Ye An heard such remarks, he immediately laughed.

“Ha, ha, ha, hahahaha…”

That laughter was full of ridicule and indignation.

The laughter echoed in the venue, as if telling everyone his dissatisfaction and helplessness.

As the laughter died down, Ye An's eyes became more determined. He stared straight at Abbot Huihai and said word by word, "You are so 'impartial' to label me a disaster star based on a baseless guess! You keep saying that I am a disaster star, but do you have any evidence? On what basis do you determine my future? Is it just because of your so-called premonition and prejudice?"

Ye An's voice was passionate and powerful, full of questioning and resistance.

"I have never done anything to harm others, but you have accused me without reason. Are you so-called righteous people so indiscriminate?"

Ye An's eyes were burning with anger, and his words were like sharp arrows, shooting at everyone present.