The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Suddenly, the master's compassionate voice came from far away, but Ye Wanqing could not tell the direction it came from.

"Disciple, please do not overindulge yourself in the pain that is difficult to suppress. Your master only hopes that you can follow your heart, whether it is cultivation or love."

"You have to understand that everything in this world has its own destiny. You can change some things, but the final result will not change. Perhaps you should cherish the present and look at the people around you."

"Master, Master!"

"Ah, no!"

Ye Wanqing suddenly woke up, her eyes hazy as she quietly met the gaze of the man beside her.

Di Siheng looked worried. He held something he didn't know what it was and quietly channeled his magic power into Ye Wanqing's body. "Wanwan, are you feeling better now?"

Ye Wanqing looked at Di Siheng beside her, and suddenly came to her senses, as if she remembered something. Although she felt much better, she didn't know what to say at the moment.

However, she did not feel anything unusual in her lower body. Instead, she felt a cool and comfortable feeling. It was obvious that Di Siheng was very gentle yesterday and might have applied medicine.

Perhaps because she noticed that Di Siheng didn't have any strange expression, Ye Wanqing also concealed her embarrassment. After all, it wasn't the first time, and it was also to detoxify herself. Besides, she was not at a disadvantage and was the one who took the initiative.

Di Siheng couldn't see the strange look in Ye Wanqing's eyes. Seeing that she didn't react, he thought her old illness had relapsed. He was about to input the source of magic power again, but the woman next to him grabbed his hands.

Ye Wanqing's expression was filled with embarrassment. "No thanks, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, for saving my life. I don't have much to thank you for. I only have a few Demon Spirit Fruits as a thank you gift."

Di Siheng's hand holding the soup bowl paused slightly, a wry smile appearing on his face. Even after such a night, Wanwan was still wary and restrained towards him, but his face remained gentle. He took the magic fruit from Ye Wanqing.

"Then I'll accept it. Wanwan, there's no need to be so polite. Just let me, Si Heng, take over."

Si... Heng...

Ye Wanqing silently repeated the name in her mind, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to speak it out loud. She felt a strange sense of shame and simply waved her hand, "It's more respectful to call upon His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

Thinking of Mu Qing, Ye Wanqing's eyes flashed slightly. Although she was in a state of confusion at that time, she became conscious for a moment and realized that Di Siheng was Mu Qing. She looked at Di Siheng with complicated eyes.

"My gratitude goes beyond this. I never thought that His Majesty the Demon Emperor had a relationship with Cang Qiong Academy. He would even come to Cang Qiong Academy to teach me, who is now Qing Ye, despite his busy schedule. I am truly grateful. And this is also included."

Ye Wanqing looked at the exquisite heart on her wrist, her expression full of complexity. If it was just "Mu Qing" at the beginning, she could have comforted herself and not thought too much about the reasons. She could have just regarded it as a special subsidy for the new disciples from the foreign elders hired by Cang Qiong Academy at a high price.

But if he was "Emperor Siheng", Ye Wanqing would have to respond to this question directly. After all, the exquisite heart was too precious.

However, Di Siheng did not respond directly to Ye Wanqing's words, but just looked at her with a look of warmth and tenderness. He held Ye Wanqing's right hand, but she seemed a little absent-minded and did not refuse, and slowly moved her hand closer to her heart.

"Wanwan, the exquisite heart is the inherited heart of the Lord of the Demon Realm. I have given you half of my heart. Do you understand my feelings for you?"

Di Siheng looked serious. Seeing that Ye Wanqing seemed to want to escape, he held her hand tightly, letting her feel his heartbeat. The half exquisite heart on his chest and the exquisite heart on Ye Wanqing's wrist were actually flashing with bright light at this moment, as if expressing their master's intentions.

Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered slightly. She knew that her heart was a little confused at the moment. She was not unaware of what Di Siheng had done to her over the past few days. On the contrary, she saw it very clearly, so she subconsciously escaped.

The matter of the temple has always been like a huge mountain pressing on her heart. If this matter is not resolved, it will always be like a sharp thorn engraved in her heart. She has no way and no energy to think about other things.

Suddenly, the Master's final whisper from the dream echoed in Ye Wanqing's ears again, as if echoing through countless reincarnations. "Perhaps you should cherish the present moment and look at the people around you."

Ye Wanqing wore a wry smile, and she no longer looked at Di Siheng. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I have important matters to attend to. I will repay you for saving my life someday, but I feel unworthy of this."

Ye Wanqing took off the Linglong Heart from her wrist and was about to return it to Di Siheng, but she found that the Linglong Heart had returned to the bracelet on her wrist again. This happened several times, and it remained the same.

Di Siheng lowered his eyes, hiding the unclear emotions in his eyes. "Wanwan, whatever Linglong Heart gives you is yours. This is also its choice. Besides, you really need it now. For you, it is the icing on the cake, and it is also a timely help in another sense."

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing didn't say anything more, but took out a large number of peerless treasures from the space and gave them all to Di Siheng as a thank you gift.

Di Siheng sent Ye Wanqing out of the space, and he also understood that she might have to walk the next path alone. Ye Wanqing seemed to have sensed something, especially the fiery eyes behind her that kept following her, and she felt a little at a loss.

Ye Wanqing didn't know what she was thinking about, as if she had made some kind of decision. She paused quietly but didn't turn around.

Suddenly, a clear and cold voice sounded quietly, which seemed even more ethereal and pleasant in the valley.

"Di Siheng, after I kill the enemy with my own hands, perhaps I will give us a chance."

Di Siheng was in a trance, and when he came to his senses, he saw a woman not far away who seemed to be fleeing in panic, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.

Although the indigo figure was no longer visible, his eyes were still gentle. "Wanwan, no matter what, this old fox will always be behind you."

At this time, on the other side

Through the special formation of Chiyun Academy, Mei Rao arrived at the Tianling Realm in an instant. She exaggerated everything that happened in the secret realm of Chiyun Academy and told the person in charge, trying her best to put all the blame on the strong man above the God Realm and the man in black.

Mei Rao cautiously glanced at the leader, lowering her eyes, her expression troubled. "Master, An Yi failed miserably. He had the magic flute and the purest strange energy you gave him, but he still failed despite these two secret treasures. He even allowed the offerings I had intended for you to offer to your Excellency to enter the Qingshan Valley. He should bear all the blame."

An Yi, who was standing beside him, had been kneeling the entire time. He did not react to Mei Rao's accusations, but his eyes remained as cold as before. "I am guilty, please punish me, Master."

The man at the top kept his eyes tightly closed from beginning to end, making it impossible to see his expression. He only opened his eyes suddenly when An Yi spoke, "Go and accept your punishment."

An Yi stood up and said, "Yes."

When Mei Rao quietly stood up and prepared to leave, she was suddenly overwhelmed by immense pressure. She instantly fell to the ground, but she ignored her bleeding body and knelt on the ground, her eyes trembling as she said, "Master, please calm down."

The man at the top walked down slowly, looking at her with eyes as if she were an ant, and forcefully lifted the woman's chin with his right hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Meirao, you know what I hate most is deception. You've had a really good life in the Sky Continent. You must have sucked up a lot of men."

The man quietly slid down Meirao's cheek to her neck. Suddenly, he squeezed her hand tightly. Meirao's heart tightened, and she felt all the strength drain away. "Master, please calm down."

Mei Rao, who had absorbed too much male essence in the Sky Continent, had already reached the God King realm, but she still had no power to resist the man in front of her.

Suddenly, the man loosened his grip, turned quietly around, and opened his arms. "Come here."

A dark light flashed in Mei Rao's eyes. She knew that the man in front of her had a special forbidden technique, which was similar to the unique physique of her clan.

He could suck the essence and blood of women, and it was also effective on her Meizu clan, but she was ineffective against him. Mei Rao didn't know what she was thinking about, but a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. She quietly hooked her arm around the man's neck and said, "Yes, I am willing to do anything for my master's plan."

After the strange sound, the man's aura became much stronger than before.

He sensed the boundless and majestic power within his body, the corners of his lips gradually rising, his expression filled with indescribable madness and paranoia, "Soon, it will be soon. This realm will soon be mine, hahahahahaha."

Mei Rao's essence had been drained by the man, but at this moment, she forced herself to smile and agree with him, "Master will definitely strive for the highest level in this realm and suppress everyone, just like the Holy Temple did back then."