After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"Can you finish it?"

Di Yexuan held flowers in one hand and snacks that Mo Shan'an had bought in the other, helplessly trying to stop the little guy from wanting to buy anything more.

"Can't finish it"

Mo Shan'an, as nimble as a rabbit, broke free from the man's grip on his clothes and ran to another vendor, while Di Yexuan was surrounded by several women.

"Young master, come and take a look. All the lanterns here are from Liuhua Lane."

The man smiled at him warmly, his eyes fixed on him, and the lantern in his hand looked particularly eerie.

"For you"

"Uh, I don't want to."

Mo Shan'an finally realized what was strange about this town: such a big town, yet there wasn't a single child. Children should be the most excited in such a lively atmosphere.

"There are no children in this town, do you know why?"

The man's self-questioning and his erratic manner caused Mo Shan'an to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"I'm going to find my brother."

Just as he was about to turn around, the man grabbed his wrist. He smiled happily, leaned closer, placed his hand on his face, and seemed somewhat regretful, said, "You're really handsome, just like him."

"Look, these flowers have withered."

"what!"

The moment the man turned his head, Mo Shan'an ran away. The people here were not normal, not normal at all.

The man turned around and saw Mo Shan'an fleeing. His face twisted into a ferocious expression, and he disappeared along with the stall.

"What are you running for?"

Di Yexuan picked up the little guy who was running around like a headless fly, glanced in the direction where the man had disappeared, and a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.

“There’s someone there, him,”

Mo Shan'an was getting a chill down his spine. He pointed to the lantern stall and then froze. Where were they?

"Is there a ghost?"

"Heh, he's just a little half-demon. I'll take you to catch him."

"what?"

Mo Shan'an shook his head. "No, I don't want to go."

Di Yexuan had no choice but to carry him back to the original stall, just like carrying a rabbit, and then tore a crack in the air with his hand.

The light from the crack grew larger and larger, as if some kind of barrier had been torn apart. With a crack, the barrier shattered completely.

After the barrier shattered, the people in the town suddenly disappeared, as if they had entered another dimension.

"what is this?"

Mo Shan'an gazed at the suddenly appearing sea of ​​flowers, while the vanished man stood in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, glaring angrily at the two people who had destroyed his barrier.

"I've already let you go, why are you coming back to me like this?"

Mo Shan'an knew he was talking about himself. At this moment, half of the man's face was covered with Liuhua marks, making him both alluring and terrifying.

"Get out of Flower Town, all of you!"

The flowers seemed to go mad; as soon as the man finished speaking, the vines began to whip wildly around them.

Mo Shan'an thought it was them, but he didn't expect it to be the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who appeared out of nowhere.

While the people from the Divine Sword Sect were confronting the flower demon, Mo Shan'an, who was standing nearby, remembered what he had just said.

"What did you mean by saying he was a half-demon?"

Di Yexuan crossed his arms and stared at the scene before him, explaining to the little guy next to him.

"He is a human, but he possesses the demonic power of a flower fairy. Humans are just too greedy; they still yearn for the dead."

Di Yexuan could tell at a glance that the man in front of him had devoured the inner core of the flower demon and was then using the Liuhua flower to absorb human energy to sustain his life.

"Underneath that floral mud, guess what nourishes it?"

Mo Shan'an thought of the people in the town, stared wide-eyed at Di Yexuan, wondering if he was even human.

"boom"

He looked in the direction of the sound, and saw everyone in the town, as if they had lost their souls, staggering towards the sea of ​​flowers.

Mo Junlin and his team noticed this as well, so he had no choice but to abandon the attack and retreat to a defensive position.

"Senior brother, we can't stop them any longer!"

Zeng Shaoyang and his men used their sword sheaths to block their way, trying to stop them from moving forward.

Seeing that they couldn't hold on any longer, Mo Shan'an tugged at the onlookers and asked, "Aren't you going to help?"

"Ok?"

Di Yexuan realized that Mo Shan'an wanted his help, so he gently waved his hand, stopping the group of people who wanted to rush into the sea of ​​flowers.

"what"

The man, seeing that his floral foam had stopped, flew into a rage, shouting, "I'm hungry! You all deserve to die!"

"Wow"

When Mo Shan'an saw the thick vines lashing out this way, he instinctively closed his eyes and hid behind Di Yexuan.

"Hit him"

Di Yexuan had a feeling that this cub was his bloodline. How could his brother and Mo Shitian's bloodline be so cowardly?

"This prince hates ugly things the most. You little half-demon are only allowed to live this long because you are a waste of the Divine Sword Sect."

With a few light taps of his fingertips, a powerful dragon force transformed into a water dragon, its roar echoing through the sky, whipping up a gust of air that rushed towards the man.

"Senior brother, is that Di Moxiao?"

Zeng Shaoyang was finally able to let go, and when he saw the water dragon and the man in black, he was immediately excited.

"No"

When Mo Junlin saw the figure in red behind him and then saw his face clearly, he was taken aback.

The half-demon man tried to run, but it was too late. He tried to control Ruka to block the attack, but how could he possibly stop the dragon's power?

The water dragon pierced his heart before turning into rain and falling, and the sea of ​​flowers withered and died quickly because of the rain.

He looked down at his wound, then cried out to the sky in despair, "No! Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, and I could have succeeded, and I could have seen you!"

Mo Shan'an noticed the success he kept talking about, as well as the regret and remorse in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered what his grandfather had said: the flower demon had witnessed his beloved die before his eyes, and then transferred her demon core to him, making him a living dead.

"Is he dead?"

As Di Yexuan watched the man gradually become transparent and disappear, he casually replied, "Dead."

He reached out and tapped the little guy's forehead, reminding him, "He's not someone you should pity."

"look"

When the half-demon's magic disappeared, the sea of ​​flowers withered away, revealing human skeletons—skeletal remains that hadn't even been fully digested—inhabited by men, women, and children of all ages.

Mo Shan'an felt nauseous and dared not look at it again after just one glance.

Why did he kill his people? What was he trying to do?

Di Yexuan frowned, picked up Mo Shan'an, and explained to him softly.

"He simply lost to his lust. They can't learn to be satisfied, and they always regret what they get. Unfortunately, there's no medicine for regret in this world."

Mo Shan'an could only understand half of it. The regret in the man's eyes was too complicated, but it wasn't that hard to understand. He wanted to see the flower fairy he liked.

However, using human flesh and blood to nourish flowers is extremely cruel.

"Thank you both for your help. I am Mo Junlin, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect."

"Yes, we've been tracking this half-demon for half a month now, but we didn't expect him to be so troublesome."

Zeng Shaoyang and the others just didn't expect that this half-demon had actually consumed the flesh and blood of so many people. Fortunately, it's dead now, otherwise it would have harmed countless more people.

Mo Shan'an waved his hand, peeking out from Di Yexuan's arms and waving, "You're welcome."

"you you"

When Zeng Shaoyang saw his face, he pointed at him in surprise and exclaimed, "Mo Shitian?"

He had only seen the demon once in the wilderness, and his appearance was unforgettable. He was the first man to be so bewitching.

No, no, you've mistaken me for someone else.

Mo Shan'an quickly covered his face and snuggled back into Di Yexuan's arms. Oh my god, if the enemy recognizes him as a demon, will he be ganged up on and beaten up?