My Xiuxian painting style is not right

The flying sword pierced the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Chen Yu, carrying Zi Yan on his sword, flew through the dark night sky of the Demon Realm.

Below, the bare peaks pointed ferociously towards the sky like the fangs of a giant beast.

Zi Yan tightly grasped the corner of Chen Yu's clothes, her face turning pale.

This was her first time flying with a sword, and the speed was so fast that she was a little uncomfortable with it.

The wind blew across her cheeks, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.

"Are you cold?" Chen Yu asked with his head down, his voice a little distorted by the wind.

Zi Yan shook her head, then nodded. She was actually very cold, but she didn't want to cause trouble for Chen Yu.

Chen Yu didn't say anything more. He took out a thick fur coat from the rag bag and put it on Zi Yan.

"Please put on some clothes so you don't get cold."

There was still a faint body temperature on the fur coat, as well as an indescribable smell, like some kind of herbal odor mixed with sweat.

Zi Yan wrinkled her nose, but still put it on obediently. The fur coat was very warm, dispelling the coldness from her body and warming her heart.

"Thank you." Zi Yan said softly.

Chen Yu smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's nothing." He paused and asked, "Your father must love you very much, right?"

Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head. "He doesn't love me.

He only cares about his hegemony and unifying the Demon Realm."

"What about your mother?" Chen Yu asked again.

Hearing this question, Zi Yan's body trembled slightly.

"I...I don't have a mother."

Chen Yu noticed Zi Yan's mood change and realized that he might have asked about her sad story, so he tactfully shut up and concentrated on flying with his sword.

After flying for about an hour, Chen Yu felt a little tired. He found a relatively flat hilltop and landed his flying sword.

"Let's take a break." Chen Yu said.

Zi Yan nodded and jumped down from the flying sword. She stretched her stiff body, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked into the distance.

In the Demon Realm's night, there are no stars or moon, only endless darkness.

In the distance, some flickering lights can be vaguely seen. That is the camp of the demon tribe.

"Do you hate your father?" Chen Yu walked to Zi Yan and asked.

Zi Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded gently. "Hate."

"Why?" Chen Yu asked.

"Because he killed my mother." Zi Yan's voice was very low, as if squeezed out from between her teeth.

Chen Yu didn't say anything. He knew that Zi Yan must have many stories to tell.

He stood quietly beside her, waiting for her to speak.

Zi Yan took a deep breath and slowly told her life story.

Her mother was not a demon, but a human. Her father had met her mother while out hunting and fell in love with her at first sight.

The two fell in love despite their racial differences.

Later, Zi Yan's mother became pregnant, and Zi Yan's father was overjoyed and decided to take her mother back to the tribe.

However, the demon elders strongly opposed it, believing that the union of humans and demons was taboo and would taint the demon bloodline.

Zi Yan's father insisted on marrying her mother despite the opposition of the elders.

The elders were furious and joined forces to capture Zi Yan's mother and forced Zi Yan's father to kill her.

In order to maintain his status and power, Zi Yan's father finally chose to compromise.

He killed his lover, Zi Yan's mother, with his own hands.

When Zi Yan said this, her voice was choked with sobs. She bit her lips tightly to prevent the tears from flowing.

Chen Yu listened quietly, feeling mixed emotions. He had never imagined that Zi Yan's life would be so difficult.

He reached out and gently patted Zi Yan's shoulder to comfort her.

Zi Yan raised her head and looked at Chen Yu, her eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.

"You know what? I didn't have my mother by my side since I was little. I could only look at her portraits secretly and imagine what she looked like."

"I...I miss her so much." Zi Yan finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Chen Yu gently hugged Zi Yan and let her lean on his shoulder.

"Cry, it will make you feel better."

Zi Yan leaned on Chen Yu's shoulder and burst into tears. She cried very sadly and desperately, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances.

Chen Yu patted her back gently and comforted her silently.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only use his body temperature to warm her cold body.

After a long time, Zi Yan finally stopped crying. She raised her head, wiped her tears, looked at Chen Yu, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Chen Yu smiled, "We are friends."

"Friend?" Zi Yan repeated the word with a gleam in her eyes.

"Yes, friend." Chen Yu nodded affirmatively.

Zi Yan looked at Chen Yu, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She had no friends since she was a child and had always been alone.

Now, she finally has a friend, a friend with whom she can confide her feelings.

"Chen Yu," Zi Yan said softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Chen Yu smiled again, "Let's go, we still have a long way to go."

The two of them stepped back on their flying swords and continued to fly deeper into the Demon Realm.

The night grew darker and the wind grew stronger. Chen Yu felt that the speed of the flying sword had slowed down, as if something was hindering their progress.

"What's wrong?" Zi Yan noticed something was wrong and asked.

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. In the distance, he saw a dark mass, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, or like countless bats gathering together.

"Oh no, it's the demons chasing us!" Chen Yu said with a changed expression.

Zi Yan also saw the scene in the distance, and her face turned pale instantly.

She clutched the corner of Chen Yu's clothes tightly, her body trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chen Yu comforted him and increased the speed of the flying sword.

However, the demon pursuers were even faster, riding on giant flying monsters, approaching rapidly like black lightning.

Chen Yu looked back and found that the leader was Zi Yan's father, the leader of the demon clan - a burly man with a ferocious face.

He held a huge black battle axe in his hand, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

"Zi Yan, how dare you escape without permission! Surrender now!"

The demon leader roared, his voice echoing in the night sky.

Zi Yan ignored him and just hugged Chen Yu tightly without saying a word.

Chen Yu sneered, "Want to capture her? Ask the guy in my hand if he agrees first!"

He pulled out a Gatling gun from a rag bag and aimed it at the pursuing demon soldiers.

"Thumbs up!"

Dense bullets were fired, tongues of flames spurted out, and dazzling lines of fire were drawn in the night sky.

The demon soldiers were caught off guard and were shot one after another, falling from the flying monsters with screams.

The demon leader was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that Chen Yu actually possessed such a powerful weapon.

He quickly ordered a retreat.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The demon pursuers turned around and fled in panic.

Chen Yu did not pursue, he knew that with his current strength, he was not enough to fight against the entire demon tribe.

He put away the Gatling gun, continued flying on his sword, and quickly left the Demon Realm with Zi Yan.

After flying for a long time, Chen Yu found a secluded valley and landed his flying sword.

"Let's rest here first." Chen Yu said.

Zi Yan nodded and jumped down from the flying sword. Her face was still pale, obviously still not recovered from the shock.

Chen Yu took out some food and water from the tattered bag and handed it to Zi Yan.

"Have something to eat."

Zi Yan took the food and water and began to eat silently.

Chen Yu sat aside, observing the surrounding situation vigilantly.

He knew that the demons would not give up and would continue to hunt down Zi Yan.

"Chen Yu," Zi Yan suddenly said, "Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome," Chen Yu smiled, "We are friends."

"Friend..." Zi Yan repeated the word, with a complicated look in her eyes.

"What are your plans next?" Chen Yu asked.

Zi Yan shook her head. "I don't know. I'm...homeless now."

"Don't worry," Chen Yu comforted, "I'll help you find a way."

Zi Yan looked at Chen Yu, her eyes full of gratitude.

The two rested in the valley for a night, and continued their journey the next morning.

Chen Yu knew that they had to leave the Demon Realm as soon as possible, otherwise they would be found by the demon pursuers sooner or later.

He took Zi Yan and flew eastward towards the human territory.

Along the way, they encountered many dangers, but they were all resolved one by one by Chen Yu.

Under Chen Yu's protection, Zi Yan gradually let down her guard and began to trust him.

She discovered that although Chen Yu looked sloppy and unreliable, he was actually a very reliable person.

He always stepped forward at critical moments to protect her from harm.

Besides, he was also very funny and always made her laugh.

Zi Yan gradually developed a sense of dependence on Chen Yu. She began to feel that with Chen Yu by her side, she had nothing to fear.

And Chen Yu also developed a growing fondness for Zi Yan.

He likes Zi Yan's kindness, her simplicity, and her strength.

He felt that Zi Yan was like a lotus growing in the darkness, pure and beautiful.

He wanted to protect her and make her happy forever.