She did not forget to observe along the way. This island country called Dongying - the mountains and rivers, the richness of spiritual energy, the strength of creatures, etc., is at best a tiny place. The total area is only that of a prefect.

If it is only used as a palace or a hunting ground for spiritual materials for the royal family, it can be considered as making full use of its resources.

As for the smaller ones...

(Oh, man.)

(And when he said “thank you for your hard work”, it was clear that he was heartbroken!)

The gaze of the young woman Ling Yue is obviously more aggressive than that of the mature woman Ling Yue.

Her gaze was like a dagger tempered with ice, first coldly "cutting" across the face of the mature woman Ling Yue, which was strikingly similar to her own, but more charming and aged.

Then the piercing gaze suddenly turned its sharpness, like a needle tip, and fiercely "stabbed" into Dou Ya's well-defined face!

If a bastard man looks for other women, he can explain it by saying that he has changed his taste.

But you choose "Ling Yue" because you think that she, the queen who was married to you in a formal ceremony and is the empress, is getting in the way of your search for "new things"?

Douya certainly couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb at this time, so he gently placed his palm on his wife's soft hand.

This silent but firm response brought a faint smile to the eyes of the young woman Ling Yue.

The bright moonlight flows across her smooth profile, adding a touch of her otherworldly beauty.

Then she pulled her hand back unhappily and snorted, "Pay attention to the occasion and don't let others laugh at you."

Douya looked at his arrogant wife and felt no anger in his heart - who told him to fall in love with this woman?

Because of my love for Ling Yue, I can't deny that I have a deep admiration for the naturally charming mature woman Ling Yue.

But while I appreciate it, I won’t really lower my bottom line.

The mature woman Ling Yue watched quietly.

Seeing this loving scene before her, a ripple passed through her eyes almost imperceptibly, and the hidden jealousy in her heart quietly emerged, but was quickly suppressed by her.

Her gaze finally rested on Douya, and she awaited his answer intently.

The man, with a touch of elegance in his eyes and eyebrows, smiled gently as he replied, "This meeting was a chance encounter. I will probably never visit this place again."

"I will never visit again..."

The mature woman Ling Yue slightly opened her red lips and repeated these four words in a low voice, as if she wanted to savor the meaning behind them.

As his eyes moved, the subtle ripples and loss had quietly disappeared, leaving only clarity and transparency.

She immediately smiled, her mature and gorgeous face tinged with grace and elegance. She raised the wine cup in her hand and brought the banquet to a close in an orderly and thorough manner.

The moonlight flowed among the clinking of glasses, and also witnessed her calm farewell.

The clear moonlight streamed across the jade steps and pavilions of the Yunding Palace, making the already grand palace seem even more spacious.

The boundless loneliness seemed to have shape and substance, spreading silently among the carved railings and painted buildings.

Dou Ya, who stayed here overnight, just took Ling Yue, who was particularly attached and proactive tonight, in his arms and coaxed her to sleep. Then he leaned over and kissed the gentle Cui Zi on the forehead and carefully tucked in the quilts for them.

After doing this, he put on a plain long gown and walked quietly to the door of the side room, looking at the two small figures on the couch with gentle eyes.

Abi and Seshomaru slept in each other's arms, the two children curled up in the brocade quilt, outlining a warm outline.

But Seshomaru's delicate little face was slightly tilted, with a slight wrinkle between his brows.

It turned out that Abhi was holding him very tightly, and his small arms were holding the snow-haired boy beside him as if he were holding a treasure.

The unreserved dependence made even Seshomaru, who was sleeping, reveal a hint of inertial helplessness.

When Dou Ya quietly returned to the inner room, he met two pairs of clear eyes on the bed - Ling Yue and Cui Zi had not closed their eyes and were looking at him quietly.

"I thought you couldn't bear it anymore and sneaked out to meet your beautiful lady under the cover of night."

Ling Yue lazily raised her body a little, revealing her smooth snow-white shoulders, and her slightly hoarse voice was filled with undisguised satisfaction.

Her eyes moved, revealing her joy clearly in front of him.

"Although Douya is lustful, he always keeps his word."

Cui Zi leaned gently to one side, with a hint of fatigue between her brows. She reached out and gently patted the brocade quilt beside her. Her voice was soft but with a mama-san tone.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and her tone was filled with a hint of concern. "Even if you have the body of a demon god that can reach all the heavens and earth, you still have to obey the moral principles of heaven and earth and get some rest."

A faint hum escaped from Ling Yue's nose, and her delicate body moved slightly inward.

Dou Ya smiled as he happily stepped forward and calmly lay down between the two beautiful women.

He stretched his muscles, letting the two warmths wrap around him, with a hint of joyful laughter in his voice.

"You have already granted my requests. If you still covet things you don't want, wouldn't that be like a snake swallowing an elephant?"

"You're smart." Someone bit the man's ear again.

One night fish and dragon dance.

The next morning, a rising sun burst out, and its golden light pierced through the vast sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, brilliant and dazzling sunlight poured down, covering the cloud-top palace suspended in the sky.

The towering palaces, the crystal-clear jade steps, and the endless palaces are all bathed in the vast and boundless golden light.

There was only a bright, pure white that was spotless between heaven and earth.

Under the silent gaze of the mature woman Ling Yue, Dou Ya and his group bid farewell to the Yunding Palace.

The figure slowly rose up and merged into the auspicious clouds carrying the glazed sky light, gradually moving farther and farther away, and finally turning into a few faint shadows in the sky.

"grown ups……"

In the team waiting at the steps, an old minister of the Dog Clan with white hair and beard paused slightly.

Finally unable to contain himself, he took a step forward and said hesitantly, "That person... after all... you really don't want to keep him for a while?"

He hadn't finished his words when Ling Yue's cold and silent gaze swept over him. He suddenly fell silent, his throat moved slightly, and he lowered his head respectfully.

The Queen of the West stood alone at the top of the jade steps, her skirt fluttering gently in the clouds and breeze.

She looked at the empty sky with a calm expression.

Only a faint trace of water seemed to pass through the depths of his eyes, and then quickly sank into the familiar alienation and insight.

She opened her lips, her voice was clear and melodious, without a ripple, but every word fell clearly into the ears of the ministers.

"Mirror flowers and water moons will eventually fade away, so why should we hold on to our true nature with false pretenses? Let's all return to our places and say no more."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and waved her sleeves.

The shadow of the magnificent corridors of the palace stretched her lonely and graceful back very long, without any trace of nostalgia.

She is an eagle that breaks free from the cage and a peak that stands alone in the sky.

Born free and unrestrained, with arrogance and pride in his bones and blood.

She is herself, never the willow catkins clinging in the spring breeze.

No matter who she is away from, her sky remains as vast and her mountains remain as majestic as before.

The vast storms and waves in this world are just a picture that highlights her independent posture.

Go? Stay? Meet? Say goodbye?

I only linger on the top of a solitary peak, and don't bother with meaningless interactions beside others.

..............................

"Next, I plan to go to the underworld of this world. Do you want to come with me?"

There was no place in this palm-sized piece of land that Dou Ya could continue to pay attention to.

With his current strength, he only needs a third of his strength to sink the island country. Such a tiny country is no longer worth his attention.

"The Netherworld? Are you planning to see the corpse of this world's Douya King?"

Ling Yue's voice was like pearls falling on a plate.

After last night's nourishment, it feels more lazy and bright.

She lazily combed her hair, her brows full of charm.

"I have no desire to set foot in such a pile of dead bodies, where ghosts linger. Seshomaru and Abi will remain, and I will watch over them."

She saw through Douya's thoughts at a glance and bluntly refused to go with him.

Ling Yue had no interest in visiting outsiders' graves, and there would be no family graves either in the future.

If the time really comes when the husband dies in battle, all the eggs in the nest will be destroyed.

Cui Zi also shook her head gently, her eyes filled with the lingering tenderness of last night, and a hint of deep thought. "I'm not going either. There's a shrine maiden nearby I'd like to get to know."

"Then let's separate here. I'll come find you after I finish my business."

After Dou Ya finished speaking, he put his five fingers together to form a knife, tearing the void in front of him, and a crack leading to the depths of darkness suddenly opened up.

He took a step into it, and his figure was immersed in the surging dark atmosphere. The gap was quickly filled, leaving only the sharp sound and a hint of chill in the air.

When Dou Ya stepped out of the passage formed by the torn space, the surging dark light and shadow around him dissipated like the tide, revealing his current situation - the gap between the underworld and the world of the living.

Looking up, the sky was completely covered by thick, lead-like dark clouds, completely isolating the light of the world of the living.

The air was filled with thick, impenetrable gray fog, like the breath of frozen souls, and the dead silence was ominous.

Occasionally, a few twisted shadows passed across the sky, accompanied by sharp, tooth-grinding cries that pierced the silence - they were strange birds made of bones, circling under the low-hanging cloud curtain, like lingering sentinels of this dead zone.

The earth is barren, and the jagged rocks are like the fangs of a giant beast, piercing the dark sky ferociously.

The sparse and twisted dark green vegetation is dotted among them, like the marks of dying claws.

And at the core of this world, that existence that could capture all eyes—

A breathtakingly huge armored skeleton kneels majestically between heaven and earth!

Even after years of erosion, its massive skeletal frame still exudes a heart-pounding, heavy pressure.

The broken pieces of armor were deeply embedded in the bones, like the mark of an ancient defeat.

It lowered its head slightly, and its empty eye sockets seemed to still be staring at the dead earth beneath its feet, silently telling a tragic song of the end of the "Fighting Tooth King" of this world that had long been buried by time.

Dou Ya's figure rose up like a stream of light and hung under the dark sky.

He flicked his fingertips lightly, and several wisps of eerie demonic aura broke through the air.

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