In the tree house, there is a faint bitter fragrance of vegetation.
Ku Rong in the flowerpot stretched out an emerald green vine and placed it on Lin Qingyang's wrist. He closed his eyes and explored for a long time, then opened his eyes with some confusion. "It's strange, those things in your body are... All the Spiritual Power that were running around were absorbed. Could it be that the Spiritual Root transformed by Nirvana Lotus is really different from the ordinary Spiritual Root?"
Lin Qingyang leaned on the wicker chair, frowning slightly. "But why does my Spiritual Power still come and go?"
"Normal." Ku Rong retracted the vines and said slowly, "Your Spiritual Root was exhausted and your spiritual veins were useless for so long. Now it has just been reshaped. You have to give it some time to adapt."
"How long will it take to fully recover?" Lin Qingyang asked.
Ku Rong glanced at him and said, "How did I know this? Nirvana Lotus This is also the first time I've seen Spiritual Root. You think I'm a god."
Lin Qingyang sighed helplessly. Normally, he might have had a few words with Ku Rong, but he was really not in that mood at the moment. Thinking of the news Mo Yan had just said in the main hall, he became worried.
Xue Lanyuan, if that person is really her, what is her condition now? Why did she suddenly appear near the Myriad Spirits Sect? Could it be related to the haunting fake Bi Yue? Countless question marks circled in her mind, making Lin Qingyang feel vaguely uneasy.
The other person who gave him a headache was Cang Mo standing aside.
Lin Qingyang glanced over with his peripheral vision. Ever since he heard the news about Mo Yan in the hall just now, Cang Mo had not spoken much. At this moment, he was also standing by with his eyes lowered without saying a word.
Could it be that he was feeling uncomfortable thinking about what happened to Ten Thousand Demons Forest back then? Lin Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little pinched in his heart when he saw his appearance.
Although the two have had many misunderstandings now, except for a few quarrels when they reunited, they have never mentioned it again by tacit understanding about Ten Thousand Demons Forest. But how can it be so easy to let go of being abandoned by the one you love at the moment of life and death? Thinking of the time when I cruelly treated The scene where Cang Mo was thrown into Ten Thousand Demons Forest made Lin Qingyang's throat feel stiff. I originally wanted to go with Mo Yan to investigate Myriad Spirits Sect, but it rolled around on the tip of my tongue a few times and I couldn't say anything.
Ku Rong checked again carefully and made sure that Lin Qingyang's body was fine. The two of them left the tree house and returned to the Azure Wind Hall in silence.
The palace door was closed, completely blocking out the wind sound outside.
As usual, Cang Mo walked to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and put it into Lin Qingyang's cold hands. His actions were natural and considerate, but he still didn't speak.
Lin Qingyang held the teacup, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the warm side of the cup, secretly sizing him up, and thinking about what to say.
Cang Mo suddenly turned around, walked to the desk, raised his hand to clasp the black Demon-Locking Ring around his neck, made a soft "click" sound, and took it off neatly.
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, watching Cang Mo put Demon-Locking Ring back into the iron box, cover it, and put it back on the bookshelf.
Lin Qingyang's hand holding the tea cup tightened, and he twitched the corner of his mouth with a somewhat unnatural expression. "Why... are you willing to pick it off?"
Cang Mo turned around, looked at him calmly with those Amber eyes and said, "It's better to wear this to the Myriad Spirits Sect."
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize what he meant. "Are you going to the Myriad Spirits Sect?"
"Otherwise?" Cang Mo raised his eyebrows and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "You Spiritual Power are sometimes ineffective now. How can I trust you to follow Mo Yan alone?"
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Cang Mo frowned and walked forward dissatisfied. "Why don't you speak? You are not planning to sneak away without me, are you?"
Being exposed, Lin Qingyang blinked guiltily and said nothing.
Cang Mo narrowed his eyes and stared at him condescendingly. "I don't care where you want to go or what you want to do, but if you dare to leave me alone, I will lock you up so that you can't go anywhere!"
Lin Qingyang looked at his bluffing look and smiled helplessly, speaking in a very soft voice, "I thought... you would mind."
Cang Mo paused and understood what he didn't say.
There was silence for a while, then he sighed softly, sat down next to Lin Qingyang, reached out and wrapped Lin Qingyang's hand holding the teacup together with the cup in his palm.
"Lin Qingyang, I'm not a child anymore, I'm not that fragile, and I won't hold on to the past all the time." Cang Mo's voice was low and gentle, with a comforting meaning.
Lin Qingyang looked slightly startled and raised his eyes to look at him.
Cang Mo looked into his eyes, then avoided his gaze uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "I know, there was nothing you could do about the situation back then."
Cang Mo paused, holding Lin Qingyang's hand slightly tighter, with a bit of suppressed self-blame in his tone. "Actually... if I wasn't so useless at that time, you wouldn't have to face this."
All along, what Cang Mo hated most was never Lin Qingyang's abandonment, but the weak and incompetent himself back then. He hated that he could only stand behind Lin Qingyang forever, unable to protect him, allowing him to face such a desperate situation alone, and then survive in such a tragic way.
Lin Qingyang stared at Cang Mo blankly, saying nothing for a long time.
He thought about countless possibilities, and thought that Cang Mo would be resentful, aggrieved, and uncomfortable with what happened back then, but he never thought that he was actually blaming himself for not being able to protect him, and Lin Qingyang couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in his heart.
Looking at Lin Qingyang's increasingly red eyes, Cang Mo's eyes overflowed with distress. With a little force, he pulled the person into his arms, rested his chin on Lin Qingyang's shoulder, and tightened his arms.
"Actually, those cruel words I said at the beginning were just to keep you, not to really hate you." Cang Mo buried herself in the crook of his neck, her warm breath close to his ear, "I know that you have been letting me do whatever you want before because you feel you owe me, Lin Qingyang, I have never blamed you. You also... forget about those things."
Lin Qingyang Close your eyes and suppress the sour feeling under your eyes.
In fact, Cang Mo was not the only one who was trapped in the nightmare that Ten Thousand Demons Forest had five years ago. He returned to the damp and cold woods again and again in countless midnight dreams, struggling repeatedly with guilt and pain. In fact, he had been waiting for Cang Mo to say "I don't blame you" to him personally.
Lin Qingyang pressed his forehead into the hollow of Cang Mo's neck. He didn't say anything, but slowly raised his hand and hugged his warm body tightly with all his strength.
Early the next morning, outside the Demon King Palace's door, Spirit Shadow Steed, who was pulling the cart, snorted.
In front of the gorgeous carriage, Mo Yan stood with his arms folded, looking at the cold-faced black-haired boy next to Lin Qingyang with difficulty in speaking.
This is clearly what A-Qi looked like back then. With his wolf ears and tail put away, he looks like a handsome and upright young Human Clan. But those Amber eyes and the look that pulls you up to the sky, no matter how you look at it, it is the arrogant Demon King Cang Mo.
Mo Yan looked at the pretending Cang Mo in front of him, and looked at Lin Qingyang with a headache. "Is he going to follow too?"
"Otherwise?" Cang Mo snorted coldly, then naturally put his arms around Lin Qingyang's waist and glanced at Mo Yan, "In case of danger, do I expect you to protect him?"
Mo Yan's forehead jumped. "Myriad Spirits Sect is the Immortal Alliance master. If you are recognized, you will be in trouble!"
"It's okay if you don't get recognized." Cang Mo said confidently.
Lin Qingyang also smiled and touched Cang Mo's black hair, tilted his head and said to Mo Yan, "It's okay, we just have to be careful."
Mo Yan looked at the two people's clumsy behavior and rolled his eyes speechlessly. "You are just obsessed with sex."
Lin Qingyang coughed slightly and changed the subject. "Where is Jin Buhuan? Not here yet?"
Mo Yan frowned even more tightly. "He wants to go too? When he destroyed the Star Shift Palace in front of all Immortal Alliance, how dare he run to the Immortal Alliance's territory?"
"He does dare." Cang Mo answered lightly, looking past Mo Yan and looking behind him.
Mo Yan Hearing this, he turned around and saw a genuine "woman" wearing a light golden fairy skirt walking towards her. The person had a graceful figure, shaking a small and exquisite carved folding fan in her hand, and stopped in front of a few people with a smile.
"I learned some transformation techniques from Hong Ling." Jin Buhuan's voice became much shriller, and she held up her skirt and spun around in a circle, "How about it, can't you tell?"
Lin Qingyang's mouth twitched twice. "... I really can't tell."
Mo Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes unbearably. "I really don't want to admit that I'm from the same sect as you."