"Boom--bang!"
Gorgeous fireworks exploded one after another in the sky above Hidden Market, and were immediately drowned out by the roaring cheers of Half-Demon below.
The long street was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was very lively, and half-demon of all kinds were crowded. In the center of the long street, there was a brand new teleportation point of the Tianyan Ten Thousand Miles Array, and today was the inauguration ceremony. With this teleportation array, the half-demon in Yin City no longer have to travel over mountains and ridges to transport goods to the human race.
In the center of the crowd, Zhu Ji was cutting the ribbon with the representatives of the Tianxuan Pavilion. Next to them, the Half-Demon children played and sang, and the sound of the music was so loud that even Ku Rong and Horse-Face guards all swayed to the music. Wine Rat shouted in the crowd that drinks would be half price today, and the whole Hidden Market was immersed in a carnival.
Fireworks were brilliant in the sky, and on the top floor of the Fusheng Pavilion, Lin Qingyang was leisurely slumping on the wicker chair on the rooftop, admiring the sky at close range.
Half a year has passed since the catastrophe of Tianshui City. In the second month after the war, Human Clan and Demon Clan formally signed a peace treaty. Five hundred years of strife and bloodshed finally came to an end, ushering in true peace.
People and things in the past have also found a new home. Yun Zhan became the new head of Divine Sword Mountain, while Su Ruohuan took over Myriad Spirits Sect and became the first female sect leader of the sect. The once destined male and female masters have now become colleagues of the Immortal Alliance who meet together in meetings. It is not known whether the marriage in the book will continue in the future.
Li Tian finally got his wish and rebuilt Li Yan. However, he heard that there seemed to be some unknown "glitch" in the repaired Li Yan, so he was so frightened that Li Tian packed up his bags and ran away from the Tianxuan Pavilion overnight. The elders of the Tianxuan Pavilion are still posting missing persons notices everywhere.
As for the Demon Clan, now that they no longer have to practice fighting all day long, they have begun to focus on people's livelihood. They opened up trade, opened schools, and not long ago promulgated the first code in the Demon Clan's history.
Everything was so harmonious that there was nothing wrong with it, except for one thing - the wolf was just too clingy.
Lin Qingyang sighed and stretched out his arms to reach Dragon-Scale Fruit Wine on the table. As soon as his waist moved, it involved his lower back and some unspeakable part. He took a breath and slowly retracted into the wicker chair while holding his waist.
Cang Mo watched him die in front of his eyes twice, and was frightened out of his psychological shadow. Now he wishes he could turn into a pendant and grow it on his body. That's all. In the past, Lin Qingyang's physical foundation was poor, Spiritual Power was humble, Cang Mo was mostly restrained on the couch, not daring to make too much of a fuss. But now that Lin Qingyang's meridians have been reshaped by Nirvana Lotus, and Spiritual Power is at its peak, he has no scruples at all, and is like a hungry wolf who doesn't know what to eat.
The sound of deliberately gentle footsteps came from behind, and the culprit walked over carrying an exquisite white porcelain soup cup.
"Seeing that you haven't been energetic these past two days, I made some ginseng soup." Cang Mo squeezed into the large wicker chair next to him, half-hugged the person in his arms, blew on the spoon to warm it, and then handed it to Lin Qingyang's mouth.
Lin Qingyang raised her eyelids and glanced at him coolly, swallowing the soup angrily. "Why am I not energetic? You don't have any idea?"
After living in Demon Emperor City for several months, Lin Qingyang couldn't stand the day and night work. After finishing the code, he found an excuse and ran back to Hidden Market. Who would have thought that that night, the wolf packed up his bed and followed him, and forced open the window and squeezed into his house.
"My fault." Cang Mo admitted his mistake very quickly, but there was no trace of guilt on his face. He rubbed Lin Qingyang's cheek, "I saw you were in good spirits last night, so I couldn't hold it back."
"When did you hold back?" Lin Qingyang glared at him.
Cang Mo laughed softly, leaned over and kissed Lin Qingyang's earlobe. "Then I'll be gentle tonight."
"Tonight!" Lin Qingyang was so angry that he raised his foot to kick him, but the movement was too big and he groaned.
Cang Mo quickly put down the soup cup, reached for his lower back, and gently rubbed it through the fabric. "Okay, stop making trouble, I'll rub it for you."
"Ahem."
A deliberately high-pitched cough sounded from the stairs.
Mo Yan walked out of the shadows, looked at the two people hugging each other on the wicker chair, and frowned. "You two... can't you go back to the house and hug each other?"
Cang Mo, whose good business was interrupted, looked unhappy and choked. "Are you so serious in front of Hong Ling?"
Mo Yan choked suddenly, and his ears turned red strangely. He simply ignored Cang Mo and walked straight to the stone table opposite the wicker chair to sit down. His expression quickly returned to seriousness.
Lin Qingyang slapped away Cang Mo's hand that was still trying to cause trouble, sat up straight and asked, "Do you have a problem with me?"
Mo Yan nodded and said solemnly, "Now that Myriad Spirits Sect's situation has stabilized, Ruohuan can fully take charge of her role on her own. I resigned from her position as elder today."
"What do you want to do?" Lin Qingyang was a little surprised.
Mo Yan looked directly into Lin Qingyang's eyes and said word by word, "Rebuild Nine Skies Sect."
Lin Qingyang was slightly startled.
"Although Jiuchen did those things before, Jiuxiao Mountain is everyone's root after all. Now that there is peace, many disciples living outside want to go back. In addition, the news about Xue Lanyuan ascending to immortality has spread, and a large number of people have spread among the people. Xiu wants to join Nine Skies Sect." Mo Yan looked at him and said in a sincere tone, "Lin Qingyang, come back and continue to be the leader. Let's build Nine Skies Sect together."
Before Lin Qingyang had time to speak, Cang Mo had already snatched him back into his arms and sneered, "He is now my Demon Clan's Queen Consort. If he wants to go back, he will come back to Demon Emperor City with me to enjoy the blessings. Why should he have to work hard for you?"
Mo Yan glared at Cang Mo and said unhappily, "You still have the nerve to tell me? How did you get married in the first place? Do you want me to help you reminisce?"
Cang Mo said indifferently, "Anyway, he is mine now. You Human Clan don't get involved in those bad things."
"Demon Clan is simply unreasonable!" Mo Yan cursed through gritted teeth.
"If you are capable, say it in front of Hong Ling!" Cang Mo sneered.
Seeing the two of them quarreling, Lin Qingyang had no choice but to advise, "Don't quarrel for now. In fact, it's about rebuilding the sect..."
"There's no way--!"
A loud shout directly drowned out the sound of fireworks on the long street.
Then Zhu Ji walked down to Suspension Lift with a Baleful Qi look on his face, holding a thick account book, abacus, approval document and land deed in six hands, and walked to the table in a menacing manner and smashed the pile of documents on the table with a "snap" sound, which made the wine glass jump.
"Hidden Market is now flowing hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones a day! The three newly opened trade routes in the north and south are all counting on the Fusheng Pavilion's approval and dispatch!" Zhu Ji pinched his waist with both hands and waved the other four irritably in the air, his fingers almost He poked the tip of Lin Qingyang's nose and said, "You lived in Demon Emperor City for several months before. I was so busy every day that I couldn't touch the ground. If you dare to become the Demon Queen of Laoshi, or become the head of some kind of bastard, leave all this mess to me..."
She took a deep breath and threatened through gritted teeth. "Believe it or not, I lit Fusheng Pavilion with a torch!"
Lin Qingyang looked at Zhu Ji who was on the verge of irritation, and then at Mo Yan and Cang Mo who were not giving in to each other, and felt his head buzzing.
Just at this tense moment, the wooden Suspension Lift made a "squeaking" friction sound again.
Several people turned around to look, and saw Suspension Lift rising up, and Yun Zhan wearing the leader's clothes walking out. He looked at the strange formation on the rooftop, and first bowed to Lin Qingyang politely.
Lin Qingyang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he had an extremely ominous premonition. "What's the matter with you?"
Yun Zhan stood up straight and said solemnly, "Senior Lin, the Immortal Alliance conference has decided yesterday that we would like to ask senior to come forward and serve as the leader of the Immortal Alliance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire rooftop was quiet for a moment.
The next moment, Cang Mo, Mo Yan and Zhu Ji turned their heads at the same time and said in unison:
"No way!"
Lin Qingyang fell back into the wicker chair helplessly, looking at the gorgeous fireworks exploding in the sky again, and suddenly felt that these peaceful days... didn't seem to be much easier.