Demon Moon's fingers trembled slightly, and she slowly Turned Her Head as well.
Their gazes met, and at that moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
Demon Moon's expression was incomparably complex. Her embroidered brows and the moon mark between them twitched unconsciously as those lively, radiant eyes fixed tightly on Chen Xun without blinking.
"...Chen Xun."
"Mhm." Chen Xun swallowed hard, and the calm expression on his face became somewhat unnatural.
"Haha..."
Demon Moon suddenly burst into laughter, her smile brilliantly bright and lively. "Haha..."
The awkwardness in Chen Xun's eyes flashed away. What was she doing, pulling this in front of This Dao Ancestor...
Demon Moon looked at Chen Xun's evasive gaze and asked, "Chen Xun, after all these years, have you ever met a woman who made your heart flutter? This is the last time. Do not lie to me again."
She murmured softly. It was the last time. She had no time left.
Just now, he had asked her whether there was anything she had yet to accomplish. There truly was not. There were only some regrets... regrets that could never be mended.
Chen Xun's brows trembled. After pondering for a long while, he said, "Yes."
A relieved smile appeared at the corner of Demon Moon's lips. "That is good. Is she... still here?"
"She died unexpectedly on the battlefield." For some reason, Chen Xun's voice trembled slightly, and his pupils constricted.
He had never even spoken of these matters to Old Ox. Those dust-sealed memories gradually surged into his heart. No one knew how much courage he had mustered before speaking these words to Demon Moon.
It was only that, back then, even he himself seemed not to have noticed. The past was like smoke; it could only be sealed away in the depths of his