Fate of the Immortals and Demons

However, outside the blocked branch of the tunnel, Xuanji walked back and forth several times, feeling very aggrieved and with red eyes.

I really don’t know what to say?

I could clearly sense Xuan Yao, and she was definitely nearby, but I was going around in circles, as if I was trapped in a maze, just going round and round.

It is no wonder that Master Miejue lost her temper and questioned in a harsh voice.

All the fellow disciples who accompanied him, including Ye Wuque, also felt dissatisfied with Xuan Ji.

Everyone thought that Xuan Ji did it on purpose because she didn't want them and others to find Wei Heizi?

After all, it was obvious to all that Xuan Ji protected Wei Heizi.

However, when Nun Miejue saw Xuan Ji, her tearful expression was not artificial, so her anger gradually subsided and it was not appropriate to blame her too much.

This is because the cave is like a blood vessel, interconnected in all directions, making it understandable that it is difficult to find.

"Forget it, let's go back to the cave and make plans later!"

Nun Miejue felt helpless. Going around in circles like this was a complete waste of energy. She could only go back home for the time being and make further plans.

Not only Nun Miejue and others found nothing in this cave, but more than 200 people including Li Gu Zi also found nothing.

They also wandered around in this maze-like cave, tossing and turning for most of the night, and then reluctantly returned to the cave to make other plans.

In comparison, this night was a wish come true for Mo Hei, just like a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time, erupting and flowing thousands of miles, almost catching up with seven times in one night.

In contrast, Xuan Yao was completely numb, with no expression on her face, as if she had lost her soul.

This is just like, there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, and no greater sadness than silence.

Xuan Yao had no reaction to the ugly monster's endless and various tormenting, and just let him do whatever he wanted, as if she were already dead.

After venting his anger for a while, Mo Hei finally felt satisfied. He stood up, put on his clothes, and said as if it was normal:

"It should be daybreak outside. Xing'er, you haven't changed at all. You're nothing like Yue'er. You don't even react."

However, the only response to the darkness was the rustling sound of someone getting dressed behind him, and no other sound.

After putting on her clothes, Xuan Yao stared calmly at the back of the person in front of her.

It seems that I want to remember it firmly, which is unforgettable and enough to make me hate it for the rest of my life.

Mo Hei shrugged nonchalantly as if he had eyes on his back. He used his spiritual sense to investigate and it was as if he had a God's perspective.

Mo Hei came straight to a cave wall, exerted all his strength, and punched out, as if hitting a wall as thin as a cicada's wing, and directly broke a hole in it.

"Xing'er, don't just stand there, let's go! I still know my limits and won't let you get stuck."

Before going out, Mo Hei deliberately teased Xuan Yao, who was silent, dressed and graceful.

"Shameless!"

Xuan Yao couldn't help but speak in the end, and spat out these two words with hatred.

But as soon as she took a step, perhaps due to psychological or physiological reasons, Xuan Yao staggered and almost fell.

"Little."

Mo Hei had obviously anticipated this, and with a quick movement, he quickly held Xuan Yao steady, hugged her around the waist, and cast a glance at the bloodstains on the ground, then said with a hint of reminiscence:

"It's really just like when you had your first period, Xing'er, and you couldn't get out of bed. But don't worry, it will be fine after a while."

"Who is the Xing'er you are talking about?"

In response to Mo Hei's support, Xuan Yao snuggled into his arms. Since she had already lost her virginity to him, Xuan Yao didn't care and asked without any emotion.

Mo Hei hugged Xuan Yao around the waist and walked out of the cave step by step. After exploring with his spiritual sense, he walked along the cave passage and went straight to the depths of the cave. He said:

"Of course it's Xing'er, who has been with me since childhood, eating and sleeping together, just like Yue'er. Who else could it be?"

After hearing this, Xuanyao couldn't help but tremble, and said in a cold voice:

"Even with you being like this, they were willing to grow up with you, eating and sleeping together. Didn't they feel disgusted with you and stay away from you? Didn't they curse at you and call you shameless and vulgar?"

"This is not."

Mo Hei shook his head and said sadly:

"I wish they could talk, even if they cursed at me, as you said. But they wouldn't say anything, and they wouldn't show any expression. Instead, they just stayed with me and let me touch them."

After listening quietly, Xuan Yao felt it was unbelievable and murmured to herself:

"They're inseparable from you? And they only let you touch them casually? And they can't speak? And they don't show any expression? Then are they still complete people? Isn't it because of the lack of souls?"

It is true that a bystander sees more clearly than a participant.

After hearing Xuan Yao's words, Mo Hei suddenly came to his senses, feeling as if he had been awakened from a dream. He thought to himself:

"Could it be true? Is Xingyue like this because of the lack of soul? I really don't know where that old woman went in the first place? How did she find Xingyue to accompany her?"

Thinking of this, Mo Hei couldn't help but ask:

"Xing'er, if that's what you said. In your opinion, what do you think is the reason for the loss of soul?"

Xuanyao shook her head, also very difficult to understand, until slowly after that, she boldly guessed:

"Perhaps only the disorder of time and space can lead to the loss of soul!"

"Disordered time and space?"

Mo Hei seemed to understand but not quite, as if he had realized something.

Perhaps, only the disorder of time and space could cause the stars and the moon to be like this!

It's like traveling through time and space...

"Xing'er, do you really hate me?"

Mo Hei asked in a low voice, not knowing whether he was asking Xuan Yao who was supported by him, or Xing'er who had grown up with him, eating and sleeping together, in a real chaotic time and space.

At this moment, Mo He suddenly realized how complicated feelings are.

What is the ultimate love? What is the ultimate hate?

However, in response to Mo Hei's sincere and touching question, Xuan Yao remained silent and slowly shed tears again, not knowing why she was crying?

Are tears caused by sadness or joy? Pleasure or sadness?

Or is it love or hate? Or both?

"Xing'er, don't cry. Whether you love me or hate me, I only have one life. You can take it if you want."

Mo Hei watched it silently, wiped away her tears, and smiled heartlessly.

"Even if you die, I will stay with you and hate you for the rest of my life."

Xuan Yao really hated him so much. What she meant was that if Mo He died, she would die with him without hesitation, just to hate him in the afterlife.

"Okay! Then I'll try harder tonight and make you hate me even more, Xing'er."

Mo Hei is truly shameless and a scoundrel. His shamelessness is such that he deserves to be called a demon.

Xuan Yao could only say with extreme hatred:

"From now on, your life belongs to me, Xuanyao, and no one can take it away."

Mo Hei was amused, and asked with a smile:

"Even your old maid Su Yao Tai Shi Bo, don't even think about taking my life?"

Xuan Yao's delicate body trembled noticeably, and she said resentfully:

"At least I will kill you before she does."

Mo Hei, however, chanted leisurely:

"Death under the peonies, even being a ghost is romantic."

Xuan Yao stopped talking, but the hatred in her eyes gradually faded, and in the end it turned into a faint sigh.

I can neither hate nor love.

This feeling of love and hate made Xuan Yao develop a strange feeling towards the ugly monster in front of her.

"Ow!"

At this moment, Mo He seemed to hear faintly the roar of a dragon, calling him, and the roar echoed in his mind and ears for a long time.

Mo Hei was startled and asked, "What's that sound?"

Xuan Yao, who was nestled in his arms, subconsciously blurted out curiously, "What sound?"

Mo Hei couldn't help but ask: "Xing'er, didn't you hear any sound just now?"

"No." Xuan Yao just shook her head, and then said: "I think I was just distracted."

"Are you distracted?"

Mo Hei asked himself and released his consciousness completely. It should be daybreak outside. His consciousness was no longer suppressed and returned to normal. Mo Hei's face lit up and he said:

"Come on, Xing'er, let's go take a look ahead. There seems to be an underground palace."

Mo Hei immediately hugged Xuan Yao by the waist and flew towards the end of the winding cave on his sword.

This is only because I am taking care of Xuanyao and I can't move my legs.

"Ow!"

As we got closer, the sound of the dragon's roar became clearer.

"This... this seems to be... the voice of a dragon?"

This time, Xuanyao, who was nestled in his arms, seemed to hear it clearly.

"It's right in front."

Mo Hei was full of surprise. It seemed that he had made the right decision to come to the secret realm to hunt for treasure this time.

Fortunately, Xing'er didn't stab me to death with a sword last night out of shame and anger. Otherwise, I would have left the secret realm to search for treasure long ago, and how could I have encountered such a good thing.

Soon, with the guidance of his spiritual sense, Mo Hei, as if with a God's perspective, led Xuan Yao left and right in this intricate cave, and soon flew out of the cave and arrived at a majestic underground palace.

"Is this? A mausoleum?"

As he rushed out of the cave, Mo Hei suddenly felt the view in front of him suddenly open up, and a majestic underground palace came into view.

"It's true. No wonder the valley's terrain resembles a dragon, and there are three ancient monsters guarding it: the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast, the Ferocious Dragon Beast, and the Dragon Kun Beast. No wonder the cave resembles a heart, and these countless caves are like blood vessels?"

When he took a comprehensive look at this, Mo Heidun had a sudden realization.

"Ow!"

Just at this moment, a dragon roar came from the depths of the underground palace.

"Xing'er, let's go take a look. This is such a large underground mausoleum, there must be countless burial objects."

As Mo Hei spoke with joy, he immediately took Xuan Yao's hand, rushed into the palace gate and headed towards the main hall.