My Demon Queen

At this moment, the void on the left side of Mo Qingcheng trembled slightly, and the sister who looked exactly like Mo Qingcheng quietly emerged.

"I just received news of the unrest here, so I hurried over to take a look."

The younger sister glanced quickly at the pool of blood, then turned her gaze eagerly to Mo Qingcheng, her eyes full of worry and concern.

"Ruxue, are you worried about me?"

Mo Qingcheng's usually cold face now showed a rare gentle ripple, and his watery eyes fell gently on his sister on the left.

When the younger sister named Ruxue heard this, she was shocked for a moment, and then her eyes were instantly filled with tears. Tears rolled in her eyes, as if they would burst at any time. She replied with a trembling voice:

"Sister, it's been three hundred years. You haven't called my name for three hundred years." Ruxue's voice was filled with deep pain and endless grievance, and she was so emotional that she could hardly control herself.

"Has it been three hundred years? It turns out I have been here for so long." Mo Qingcheng's ethereal voice sounded slowly, and her gaze followed it to the deep pool of blood. There was an indescribable emotion and vicissitudes in her eyes.

"Sister, if you hadn't done it for me, how could you have been trapped here, relying on absorbing this disgusting blood life force to recover? If you hadn't done it for me, you would still be the high and mighty empress of the demon clan, calling the wind and rain, and you wouldn't have to suffer in this dark and hellish place!"

Ruxue became more and more excited as she spoke, her voice trembling more and more violently, and every word she spoke seemed to carry deep self-blame and regret, and her tears could no longer be controlled and flowed out of her eyes.

"Ruxue, what happened back then is over. Why are you so obsessed with it? You are the current empress of the demon clan, and under your rule, the demon clan is thriving. Isn't that enough?"

Mo Qingcheng tried to comfort Ruxue with gentle words, but there was a hint of helplessness in her voice.

"Sister, how can I not be entangled? How can I let it go? If I hadn't insisted on stepping into that damned Ascension Realm and attracted that terrifying heavenly tribulation, how could I have let you lose the source of your life to resist the power of the heavenly tribulation for me. It's me, it's me who hurt you!"

Ruxue cried hysterically, tears flowing like a flood, and her voice became almost hoarse due to extreme pain.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I'm fine, right? The demons are always free and uninhibited, doing whatever they want. Why are you so stubborn and unwilling to let go?"

Mo Qingcheng sighed softly, trying to calm Ruxue's excitement with a calm tone.

"This is different, sister, it's different. I'm sorry. It's me who destroyed everything for you. It's me who made you like this!"

Ruxue interrupted Mo Qingcheng's words while crying, and suddenly threw herself into Mo Qingcheng's arms, hugging Mo Qingcheng tightly with both hands, as if she would lose her sister forever if she let go.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her sister who was crying heart-wrenchingly in her arms, sighed softly with helplessness and heartache, then patted her sister's back slowly and gently, trying to give her some comfort.

If the powerful people outside saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. You know, these two were the peerless demons who once frightened the entire cultivation world and killed people without blinking an eye.

When the two of them had just entered the Tribulation Crossing Stage, they defeated the entire demon race with their thunderous force and won their hearts and minds. Then they broke into the human race's territory with great momentum, acting recklessly and causing bloodshed wherever they went. The entire human race was once in a precarious situation.

It was only with the sacrifice of several great men of the older generation that they managed to repel them. Otherwise, the human race would have ceased to exist.

Now looking at their tender and little girl-like appearance, who wouldn’t be dumbfounded and amazed!

"Sister, why did you give Ye An advanced skills and no longer restrict his requests?"

Ruxue was like a helpless little girl at this moment. She hugged Mo Qingcheng's slender waist tightly with her hands, buried her head in Mo Qingcheng's shoulders, and asked in a crying voice.

Mo Qingcheng gently stroked Ruxue's back while looking at the blood pool with complicated eyes. After a moment of silence, he slowly replied:

"Because I find it interesting, and this person is quite talented, plus he has a special physique. I want to see how far he can go. If he can show extraordinary strength, I will find a way to get him to join the demon clan and help you."

Ruxue raised her head and looked straight at Mo Qingcheng with tearful eyes. Her eyes became moist again and she choked up and said:

"Sister, I don't want it. I don't want any help. I just want you to be well. I want you to recover as before. Even if you don't come back to become the empress, I still want you to be well!"

Ruxue was like a willful and spoiled child at this moment, snuggling tightly in Mo Qingcheng's arms.

Mo Qingcheng looked down at the sister in his arms who was crying bitterly for him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a smile of pity.

Ruxue also saw Mo Qingcheng's smile at this moment. She was stunned for a moment, forgot to cry, and murmured, "Sister, you are so beautiful when you smile!"

Mo Qingcheng smiled and tapped Ruxue's head: "You and I look exactly the same, and when I smile, I look just like you! Silly girl!"

"It's different, it's different, sister. When you smile, all the fairies in the sky feel ashamed and give in. When I smile, I look like a heartless and silly girl." Ruxue sat up and argued with a pout in dissatisfaction.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her sister who had the same face as her but was still childish, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. She found that her sister's temperament was indeed like a young girl who was ignorant of the world. She thought silently in her heart: "I guess only with me, she would be like a carefree little girl."

"Sister, what are you thinking about?" Ruxue saw her sister staring at her in a daze, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Mo Qingcheng.

"Silly girl, why do you seem like a different person today?" Mo Qingcheng grabbed Ruxue's hand and asked softly with a hint of doting in her ethereal voice.

Ruxue looked at Mo Qingcheng, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes. She couldn't help but lower her head, and her thoughts drifted back to the past.

Thinking back to the time when his sister was injured in the essence by the heavenly calamity, he tried every possible means, even resorting to the blood sacrifice of ordinary people, to extract the thin life force in mortal blood to prevent his sister's injuries from getting worse.

It was from that time that my sister became less strong and more lonely. She no longer called my name as affectionately as before.

"Hmm? What are you thinking about now?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ruxue, who lowered her head and remained silent, and frowned slightly.

"Sister, it's been three hundred years, and I feel like you're back again!"

Ruxue raised her head, hugged Mo Qingcheng's waist tightly again, put her face in Mo Qingcheng's arms, and murmured softly but firmly.

"..." Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then fell silent.

In the final analysis, he was afraid that something might happen to his sister, and he was also afraid that the news of his own accident would leak out, and the human race would take the opportunity to launch a large-scale attack on the demon race. That's why he had to hide his edge and become lonely and indifferent.

Mo Qingcheng didn't say anything, but just hugged Ruxue even tighter, looking at the pool of blood quietly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Inside the cave room

"Huh~ It seems I know my limits clearly. I used Old Cow's incident to test my abilities. It seems that if I use two small formations, I can last a little longer. The key is that my cultivation is not good enough. It would be great if I could improve my cultivation further!" Ye An muttered to himself while lying on the stone bed.

"Brother, come quickly!" Lao Niu's voice came from outside.

"Why is he here?" Ye An was a little confused and stood up and walked towards the door.

Ye An arrived at the door and found a box of martial arts secrets and some pills needed for a breakthrough.

Ye An looked at Lao Niu a little dazedly.

"What's going on? Did you steal it?" Ye An asked Lao Niu in confusion.

"No, I also received an order from above to deliver these to you. To be honest, I am also confused." Lao Niu scratched his head and picked up a book of martial arts.

"Wow, this is higher level than the martial arts I'm practicing." Lao Niu looked at the high-level heavenly martial arts in his hand in surprise.

Ye An also came back to his senses and picked up another martial arts book, which was also a high-level heavenly martial arts book.

"Brother Ye, please feel free to choose from these martial arts and select the one that suits you. In addition, my master said that if Brother Ye has other requirements, you can raise them and we will try our best to meet them." The guard beside him said respectfully to Ye An.

"Who is your master and why did he give me these?" Ye An asked curiously, but did not choose these skills.

"Brother Ye, please don't ask about the master's identity. These skills are given to you as a thank you for your blood supply over the past five years." The guard still answered respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.

Ye An didn't say much after hearing this. Instead, he stared at the secret manuals in a daze, thinking to himself, "I attacked the blood pool just today, and these secret manuals were delivered half a day later. It's impossible for Lao Niu to report this to his superiors. After all, it was a play written, directed and performed by the two of us. So there is only one possibility, that there was someone else in the blood pool at that time."

When Ye An thought of this, his scalp couldn't help but tingle. He looked at the old cow, who was now tossing and turning like a curious baby.

"Lao Niu, come here. I have something to tell you." Ye An pulled Lao Niu out of the guard's sight.

"What's wrong, brother? There are so many good skills. Just pick one. With your talent, it's only a matter of time before you surpass me." Lao Niu said to Ye An enviously.

"Heh! You're almost dying, and you're still thinking whether I can surpass you?" Ye An sneered.

"What the hell? What are you talking about? What do you mean I'm going to die?" Lao Niu looked at Ye An in confusion.

Ye An did not shirk his responsibility and patiently told Lao Niu his own analysis. There was no other way. Although Lao Niu was a little naive, muddled, dark, and stupid, he was at least the only friend Ye An could confide in among this alien race.

"So, you mean that everything that happened today was seen by the master? But, didn't he send you the skills and secret manuals? Doesn't this mean that everything is fine?" Lao Niu asked naively.

"My brother! How can you not be stupid? You and I had such a scene in the blood pool, but you didn't report it and stayed with me. After being discovered, you sent me the skills to prove that I was useful. But what about you? You are the leader in charge of the blood pool, and you got so close to a prisoner like me, and caused trouble in the blood pool. If I were the leader, I would replace you, wait, kill you, and then replace you."

Ye An explained to him helplessly.

"Well, that seems to make sense. Then what should I do? Brother, if you call me over, there must be a solution." Lao Niu asked anxiously.