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Yuwen Ke watched her walk away step by step, his heart aching with unbearable pain. Dark clouds churned and surged in his eyes. His fingernails pierced his palms, and drops of blood dripped down onto Tao Gen, but nothing could ease the pain in his heart. He opened his mouth, his face cold and his voice deep, "Qing Yan, if you dare to take another step forward, I will have Mo Ming Valley destroyed."
No matter how powerful Mo Yu is, he is only one person. He is the Crown Prince of Tianxing, and he has an endless supply of troops under his command. He will come to harass and destroy the centuries-old peace of Moming Valley.
Qingyan paused for a moment, but quickly continued walking.
"Qingyan!" came a roar from behind. Qingyan closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks. Yuwen Ke, go back. We are not meant to be.
...
The pale green figure ahead walked further and further away, soon to disappear from sight. Yuwen Ke's feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move forward even half a step.
"...Qingyan, did you ever love me?"
Qingyan stopped. "No, so forget about me."
Chapter 339: This Life and This World
Yuwen Ke felt completely empty inside.
He watched helplessly as she disappeared into the depths of the peach grove. A red liquid slid down his cheeks, making his face look even more contorted. A pain that went straight to his bones was suddenly etched into the depths of his heart, and from that moment on, it would never be forgotten!
"Crown Prince! Crown Prince!!"
He collapsed to the ground with a thud, gently closing his eyes. It seemed as if a crowd was rushing towards him in panic, their voices reaching his ears, yet sounding so distant.
In this lifetime, Qingyan, I will wait for you.
The whisper escaped softly from the corners of his slightly moving lips, so faint that no one could hear it.
There was a person hiding not far from the peach grove, listening to the panic inside, tears streaming down his face.
Zhenhe closed his eyes in resentment, clenched his fingers, and a bright silver light suddenly leaped from between his fingers, whistling as it streaked across the peach grove and rushed straight toward someone.
Destroy her. Since Yuwen cannot have her, he might as well destroy her. This will also eliminate his only weakness, making him a truly invincible emperor in the world.
—Zhenhe narrowed his eyes with a sinister look, thinking venomously.
Their expectant gazes followed the silver light, and then they saw the silver light being caught by a cyan flute and disappear.
Mo Yu twirled, his dark robes fluttering as he gently descended from the air. His gaze swept lightly over a spot outside the forest, casting a casual, nonchalant glance that, though not particularly cold, sent a chill down Mo Yu's spine. Mo Yu's face paled involuntarily, and he trembled. Then, a clear, cold voice echoed in his mind, "For Father's sake, I'll spare you this once more. His recovery will require your care. However, this is the last time. If he no longer desires the Heavenly Path Kingdom, I won't hesitate to destroy it."
Zhenhe dared not turn around, bent down and picked up Yuwen Ke, and whispered to the generals, "Let's go!"
The group slunk away from the peach grove and quickly retreated from the valley through the same passageway they had come from.
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An endless field of flowers, filled with fragrance.
However, it wasn't the fragrance of flowers, but rather the aroma of food. To be precise, it was the aroma of food that had been grilled until it was almost ready to eat.
When Qingyan, carrying the little pine fox, followed the scent and came over, the sky was already full of stars.
Chapter 340: Burning the Qin and Boiling the Crane
An elegant figure sat quietly by the fire, her slender, pale fingers gently turning the food on the fire, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Qingyan moved slowly in the shadows, gradually approaching the fire.
It was a rabbit, which must have been roasted for a long time. It was golden brown all over, and something was smeared on it, dripping oil downwards. Sparks occasionally made a "sizzling" sound, and the aroma was irresistible.
This idiot is actually grilling food by the flower field? What a waste!
While inwardly grumbling, Qingyan swallowed hard. She could hear her stomach growling loudly the moment she saw what was in the fire.
"Gurgle" —
Ugh, it smells so good!
The little fox also struggled desperately, its nose twitching, trying to jump off her. Qingyan, furious, smacked it hard on the head. "You damned monster! How can you resist temptation like this?!"
Songhu shrank back, turned around, and looked at her pitifully, his long eyes blinking innocently.
Qingyan rolled her eyes, secretly glanced at the little rabbit on the grill again, and unconsciously moved closer to it.
With a creak, a withered branch was sacrificed, and Qingyan was so frightened that she quickly stopped.
"Come out," Mo Yu chuckled.
Hehehe.
Qingyan blushed and, somewhat embarrassed, slowly emerged from the shadows.
A rabbit leg was handed over.
"You've been hiding all day, are you hungry?"
"Who...who hid?" Qingyan glanced at him guiltily, snatched the rabbit leg, threw it to the little pine fox, and then went to grab another one.
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, but did not expose him. He slowly used a small, exquisite dagger to tear the rabbit into strips, put them on a silver plate, placed it in front of Qing Yan, and said with a smile, "Girl, let me tell you, what did you steal from my master? He was so angry that he almost plucked out all those precious strands of his beard."
Qingyan pictured the old Taoist Mo Guzi, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and his goatee that seemed about to fly off. She couldn't help but chuckle, and all the gloom she had felt that day vanished in an instant.
Chapter 341: The Final Chapter (1)
Mo Yu seemed to be in a very good mood, looking at Qing Yan with a smile in his eyes.
"Here! This is it." Qingyan took out the shrunken Heavenly Furnace from her sleeve and held it up in front of Moyu. "This is the Heavenly Furnace. My master stole it because he wanted it. If you want it for your master, you'll have to ask him for it." As Qingyan spoke, she glanced sideways at the little pine fox beside her. The little pine fox was busy fighting with the rabbit meat in its hands and didn't pay any attention to what she was saying.