God of Gamblers 2: After 091 knows the truth ◆ Ten thousand more

  Soft moonlight, rustling autumn breeze, a crimson maple leaf floats down and lands on the scattered hair like a cloud of phoenix hairpin, resembling a flower tucked above.

  Her bright eyes gazed into Mo Yanhua's profound and all-knowing deep pupils, and in a daze, she saw the golden sun suddenly rising from his deep pupils. A little bit of scorching heat, from the depths of his pupils, squeezed into her entire heart.

  "Xue Er, is there something you're hiding in your heart? Tell me, okay?"

  She saw her silence, so she propped herself up with her arm, and her hair naturally fell down, with deep emotions and pity in her eyes.

  The soothing sound of the spring, not fiery, not angry, only gentle and peaceful, makes her feel like she's melting all over, even speeding up her blood flow, wrapping her body temperature around her heart.

  "I didn't do anything, I just transferred the poison on your body to another place."

  Feng Mei Xue smiled faintly and said with some lack of confidence. Her bright eyes gazed at his calm face, her dense eyelashes casting a shallow shadow in the moonlight.

  "Moved to a different place? Then can you tell me where it was moved to?"

  The smile on Huajian's face was still there, but his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a manic urge.

  Looking at her smiling face, he felt a fierce flame burning uncontrollably inside his body, making his entire head fall into a kind of scorching torture.

  His fingers lightly lingered on her snowy skin, with a few hidden trembles.

  But he could tell that it wasn't desire burning him up, but rather a tangled mess of frustration and heartache, flames that threatened to consume him whole.

  He's not stupid, of course he can understand the poison on his body was removed after sleeping together that night. So when Feng Mian Xue said it had been transferred to another place, doesn't that mean it was transferred from his body to hers?

  Otherwise, can't it be transferred to the bed sheet? This is obviously illogical!

  "There's no place!"

  Feng Mei Xue felt the dangerous aura emanating from his body, and originally wanted to pat her chest proudly and say it was definitely hers, but now she could only shake her head violently, trying to brush it off.

  "Oh? If you don't tell the truth, I'll give you a little punishment!"

  A flame flickered in the depths of Mo Yanhua's eyes, her electrifying fingers tracing across her body, sending shivers down her spine. As if imbued with a hint of punishment, they fell upon her sensitive areas.

  Towards this stubborn little kitten, he couldn't bear to hit her or scold her, it really made him not know what to do, only teasing was the only choice left, both thrilling and effective!

  "Get your hands off me, or I'll fight back!"

  Feng Mei Xue discovered for the first time that this guy was so sinister, actually using such a method to make her body itch and feel strange. Her face flushed with a few shades of red, she threatened angrily.

  "How are you going to counterattack? I'm really curious! You're not thinking of biting me, are you?"

  Mo Yanhua didn't listen to her threats and showed no intention of stopping, instead continuing to head further down.

  "I'll bite you!"

  Feng Mei Xue propped herself up with her hands, suddenly got up, and bit down on his shoulder, the force was not heavy but not light either, causing Mo Yan Hua to involuntarily take a breath of cool air.

  "You... really bite!"

  Mo Yanhua couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time as she looked at her adorable appearance with a toothy grin, her heart inexplicably aching. The poison on her body had already disappeared, yet she felt more painful and self-reproachful than before.

  Compared with this, he would rather have the poison on his body not be removed!

  If there's still a chance to start anew, even if the toxicity on him increases tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold or even ten-thousandfold, he won't have any regrets, as long as it doesn't affect her!

  "Or what? You think I'm joking?"

  Feng Mei Xue was held in his arms, turning her head away and not looking at him. She said with some indignation. She had worked so hard to help him detoxify, didn't want him to suffer so much, and didn't want to see him die.

  In the end, he still wants to bully himself like this, how can she not be angry!

  Although she didn't tell the truth, she was also wrong, but how could he use such a shameful method to force her to confess!

  "Waaah, Xue'er bullied me, she never tells me anything, and she even bit me!"

  A delicate and pitiful glance at Feng Mianxue, a pair of watery eyes that seemed to have a flowing light inside, looking moist and dewy like the morning dew on the moonflower, slowly blooming open, so beautiful it takes one's breath away.

  Long fingers gently grasped her icy hand, the other hand lightly tugged at her hem, with a hint of fawning, like an abandoned cub, pitiful to the extreme.

  "What's with the coquettish act? Besides pouting and acting cute, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

  Feng Mei Xue turned her head and looked at him with that pitiful cute expression, his eyes seemed to be speaking, making it hard for her to bear looking at him.

  "I'll warm up the bed too!"

  Mo Yan's gaze was fixed on her small face, her sensual thin lips, tender and juicy, curled up a bright smile like a flower, in an instant as gentle as spring rain.

  "Cough, cough, cough——"

  Feng Mei Xue almost choked on her saliva when she heard his words and suddenly started coughing violently.

  Mo Yanhua patted her back, helping her to catch her breath, with movements full of tender affection, as if she had practiced it countless times before, so natural and effortless, without a hint of hesitation or awkwardness.

  He had never been so intimate with anyone before, and such actions only occurred after meeting her. However, he always felt a kind of inexplicable familiarity, as if they had been closely entwined for a very, very long time.

  "You win!"

  Feng Mei Xue changed her posture, lazily leaning against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder, letting his arm wrap around her waist.

  She originally knew that with his intelligence and sensitivity, he would definitely not be fooled. Looking at him, she had already guessed it, and she didn't have anything to hide anymore, so she thoughtfully told him frankly.

  "It's actually pretty good that the poison has spread throughout my body. At least I won't feel much pain, and I won't keep vomiting blood. It's just a bit cold."

  The night wind blew gently, her soft voice fell down faintly, just like a moonlit spring in the depths of the desert, exuding a refreshing coolness that swept away the dry heat.

  She spoke with such a light and airy tone, as if nothing mattered at all, that his heart suddenly tightened, as if a dense array of needles had been inserted into his chest, leaving an indelible mark.

  A faint pain, starting from his heart, spread out along the rolling blood, rushing into every corner of his body.

  There is a kind of pain that doesn't make a sound but can tear your heart apart.

  There is a kind of love that doesn't need words, but can move heaven and earth.

  Just thinking that the other person is fine, I'll be fine too. All the pain, all the bitterness, were swallowed along with tears.

  If it weren't for his past suffering from the Phoenix Blood Poison, he would have been deceived by her gentle smile that seemed as light as a cloud.

  His body stiffened slightly, his eyes suddenly felt a surge of heat, his nose turned sour, as if there was an uncontrollable upsurge of transparent tears.

  He was too muddled before and never thought that she had silently endured great suffering for him. Because of her body's chill, he didn't associate it with the Divine Flame Blood Poison.

  The Flame God's Blood Poison is hot in nature, if it were to be transferred into her body, she should have been burning with fever by now. It seems that the lotus bead inside her has released cold energy, suppressing the Flame God's Blood Poison, which is why her body is getting colder and colder.

  If her body's lotus bead power is insufficient and can't suppress the burning god blood poison, then she will suffer as he did before.

  He can't let this happen to her; he has to find a new Linglong Lianzhu before the one inside her loses its power.

  "Xue Er, tell me honestly, if you transfer the poison from my body to yours, what will happen?"

  Mo Yan tightly held her in his arms, not wanting to let go for a moment, fearing that she would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear without a trace.

  He understood the severity of the Burning God's poison, she couldn't possibly be unaffected by it.

  "Yanhua, tell me, if I couldn't have a baby, would you still want me? Don't lie!"

  Feng Mei Xue pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, strong, steady, and full of surging power.

  On an autumn night, it was exceptionally cold. She wore a cloak, but her body felt as chilly as ice and couldn't warm up.

  Her small hands as white as snow were anxiously grasping his sleeve, her eyes dazedly gazing past him.

  "Will! Of course will want you!"

  Mo Yanhua listened to her uncertain question, with a hint of nervous tension and a sense of inexpressible helplessness. At that moment, the hot tears he had been holding back for a long time finally rolled down his eyes.

  He can't help but want to give himself a slap in the face and beat himself up.

  She saved his life but couldn't have children.

  He even had the nerve to keep saying that she should have a baby, which was like rubbing salt in her wounds and making her heart ache.

  If he knew her pain and helplessness, he would never say such words to remind her of the sorrow of being unable to be a mother.

  "Foolish me, as long as I have you, I'm content!"

  A stifled voice came out of his throat, with a thick nasal tone.

  Scalding hot tears dripped onto her skin, startling her entire soul into a tremble.

  He cried!

  He, who was proud and would rather bleed than cry, actually cried shamelessly in front of her, like a child, his sobs filled with repression, his body trembling slightly.

  She could hardly imagine that he would have such a side, his chin resting on her shoulder, tears rolling down, and a flush in the corners of his eyes.

  "Yanhua, I'm fine, why are you acting like a child? Only kids love crying!"

  Feng Mei Xue was a bit flustered, hastily using her palm to wipe away the tear stains on his cheek. One hand patted his back, soothing his emotions.

  He cried without making a sound, tears just kept falling down silently.

  Even when he received news of his mother's and father's deaths that year, he remained strong without shedding a single weak tear.

  Now, just because of her one sentence, he couldn't hold back his tears no matter what.

  A real man, standing tall and firm as a mountain, no matter how great the hardship or setback, he endures it all without shedding a single tear.

  Sometimes he wasn't tearless, it's just that only in front of her would he reveal his vulnerable side.

  When she saw his hand, not only did he not wipe away his tears, but instead, the more he wiped, the more he cried. She finally gently bit her lip, enduring the shyness in her heart, and directly covered his eye sockets with her soft lips, lightly sucking away his tears.

  Tears are a little salty, a little bitter, but still have a feeling that makes her heart and mouth feel soft and down.

  It turns out that it's not just women's tears, but also men's tears, which can directly pierce through a person's heart.

  Arc-shaped perfect lips, fragrant and intoxicating, softly touching his skin, like a spark, burning into a raging flame, igniting a kind of dizzying and sweet gasping.

  In the half-closed, half-open eyes, a thin layer of water light condensed into stars. The increasingly rosy cheeks were like peach blossoms, radiant and resplendent, unparalleled in beauty.

  Xuě ér ——

  Moyan Hua felt her initiative, both physically and mentally, being enchanted by her. Her slender and delicate body snuggled into his arms, with a petite and elegant figure that had an unimaginable charm.

  Her awkward movements and gentle humming were alluring him, constantly driving him crazy.

  All the heartache turned into a thick hot current, constantly raging in his body, seeking an outlet.

  The moonlit maple forest is filled with red maple leaves falling down like a crimson cloud.

  Two people with the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, entwining and embracing each other, pouring out all their emotions, deeply merging into one.

  A stranger's hand condensed a soul power to form a barrier that completely enveloped the two figures.

  As one piece of clothing after another fell off, the light armor was stripped away, revealing the beauty hidden beneath.

  "Xue Er, don't worry, I'm here! You shouldn't be afraid!"

  His soothing and lingering voice, filled with confidence and determination, as long as he has a breath left in him, she will never suffer. All the hardships, all the exhaustion, he bears them for her.

  Because she is his wife, he wants to protect her for a lifetime and hold up the sky for her.

  A thick layer of maple leaves underneath, separated by a layer of blanket, still can feel the touch of the leaves and the natural breath emitted by the grass and trees.

  The night was hazy and obscure, the air was filled with a sense of mystery. Two people were passionately entwined, leaving behind only a faint echo of gasps and low moans that lingered in the air.

  When the dawn's morning light falls from the maple leaf forest, it sprinkles a bright color on the maple forest.

  Feng Mei Xue lay in Mo Yan Hua's arms, resting her head on his arm, with a peaceful expression on her face.

  It feels great to finally express the things that have been bottled up in your heart for a long time and be honest with each other.

  She never knew that there was someone who could share all her worries and fears with her, making her heart even more courageous.

  No matter how strong the wind and rain are, she doesn't need to be afraid, because although this road is tough, she's not alone, there's someone who will hold her hand and move forward with her.

  The distance between two people is like their tightly attached bodies, which have once again narrowed by a few degrees.

  Every bit of joy and sorrow in the process of getting along, gathering into a river of emotions, becoming more and more vast, eventually turning into a vast ocean.

  ……

  The next morning, Mo Yanhua gazed at Feng Mianxue's contented sleeping face, her smile was especially indulgent, and she gently pinched her cheek with her fingers, the smooth feeling was like the tender flesh of a lychee.

  "Did you sleep well last night?" The gentle and melodious voice of Mo Yanhua, as smooth as jade, slowly and softly entered Feng Mianxue's ears.

  "It's just a little bad."

  Feng Mei Xue spoke bluntly, shaking her small head, and her hair flew up with it.

  "Someone last night... like a mad beast, tortured others until they were exhausted, and now their waist and legs feel sore and weak."

  "Let your husband help you with it then! Poor wife!"

  Mo Yanhua listened and looked at her as if she was looking at a fragile treasure, hurriedly gently laying her half-sitting posture flat in this isolated boundary where no one could see.

  Then, Mo Yanhua's hands moved in unison, gently and slowly pressing and kneading her body. Sometimes she pounded her legs, sometimes her back, and sometimes she lightly pinched Feng Meixue's shoulders, making her feel so comfortable that she almost cried out.

  She never expected that he, who was so wild last night, would have such a gentle movement this morning.

  However, the praise in her heart had just stopped when she suddenly felt that Mo Yanhua's hands, which were massaging her, had begun to be dishonest and slowly moved down from her body, making her face flush with shame.

  "Daughter."

  Mo Yanhua's voice had a hint of cunning and was even seductive.

  "Want me... to take off your clothes for you? It feels more comfortable that way as a husband."

  "Nonsense!"

  Feng Mei Xue suddenly glared with wide eyes and scolded in a stern tone.

  "You obviously... just want to take advantage of others!"

  "Nothing of the sort, I'm just giving you a massage!"

  Mo Yanhua's lips slightly curled up, and suddenly the whole person was pressed directly onto Feng Mianxue's body. The warm breath gently sprayed on her delicate jade neck, making her feel even more numb and itchy.

  "You're so bad!"

  Feng Mei Xue's whole body trembled slightly, and indeed, a kind of urge to sink with him again was born.

  "What's wrong?"

  Mo Yan gently kissed her cheek, pouring out his tender feelings.

  "Haven't you heard a common saying? It's that men aren't bad, women just don't love them! In order to make the wife love more, the husband should be even worse!"

  After finishing speaking, Mo Yanhua slowly took off her clothes with his hands, and soon he conquered her city again in a situation where she couldn't hold on!

  ……

  One or two hours later, the seal was lifted, and Mo Yanhua tidied up her clothes and stood up. Looking at her limp and seductive appearance, she felt a little pity in her heart.

  "Xue'er must be exhausted. Why don't we head into town first and check in at Zui Huan Lou, then you can catch up on your sleep later?"

  "Ugh... so sleepy, even more tired, don't want to get up!"

  Feng Mei Xue leaned into his arms, becoming even more angry and petulant, with a rare hint of coquettishness.

  Last night she was tormented by him all night, and she was already exhausted. But who knew that this morning he would be so bad to torment her again, saying nothing and not wanting to move at all.

  "You're just a little lazy cat! Can't do anything with you, go to sleep obediently!"

  Mo Yanhua said with a hint of heartache on her face, and a strong sense of happiness. With her by his side, the days were truly beautiful, and even the sunshine seemed brighter than usual.

  Maple leaves dye the sunset, intoxicating the face, beautiful to the point of stunning. Large pieces of leaves, in the autumn sun, turned into crimson clouds, floating down to the world.

  He directly used a blanket to wrap her up tightly, only exposing the back of her head, with her cheek pressed against his chest, and others couldn't see either.

  "Get ready a horse carriage at once!"

  "Master, indulging in desires excessively is not good!"

  A faint whispering sound floated over, and he had seen the young master set up a barrier last night, so he guessed that something impure must have happened.

  Of course, it's normal for Mo Yanhua and Feng Mianxue to do some impure things at such a late hour. But he never expected that his young master would still be like this in the daytime!

  Look, the young lady can't even stand up anymore, the battle must be extremely... extremely... extremely... extremely fierce!

  "Get out!"

  A wisp of cold color floated above the horizon, as if a storm was approaching with an oppressive feeling, making him shiver involuntarily.

  "A man with strong desires but unfulfilled longing is more terrifying than a fierce beast!"

  He flicked his mouth with a gust of wind and hastily flew away, quickly doing what Mo Yanhua had asked him to do.

  Before long, two carriages appeared outside the maple forest. Mo Yanhua carried Feng Mianxue into the carriage and placed her on a comfortable soft couch.

  Just as he was about to leave, her arms were still tightly wrapped around his waist, and he smiled indulgently, also snuggling into the soft couch.

  She couldn't bear to leave him, and he couldn't either!

  I really want to hold on like this and let time pass slowly.

  Sometimes I really want to grow old with her all at once, so that we don't have to worry about the separations in life, but he can't bear to part with every minute and second spent together.

  "Thud! Thud! Thud!"

  Before long, the carriage headed in the direction of Tianxuan City.

  Feng Mei Xue lazily lay down, stretched out her hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and looked at the scenery outside. The maple forest was golden and crimson, and under the sunlight, it seemed especially dazzling.

  Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed before her eyes, and a hint of surprise slipped across the bottom of her eyes. In an instant, she recognized that it was Feng Yanmo's figure, his expression somewhat hasty, without even looking at the carriage beside him.

  His figure flashed by and flew into the dense forest.

  However, Feng Mei Xue had not even had time to cry out when she saw a group of people with menacing momentum chasing after Feng Lin Mo in disarray and forming an encircling circle around her.

  Those people's strength was not weak at all, and they seemed to be the mounts of the Earthly Demons' Sect. It was clear that their goal this time was Feng Lianmeng.

  "Something's wrong! Big brother is in danger, let's hurry over!"

  Thinking that Feng Yanmo would face so many powerful opponents alone, he must be in a crisis. The few points of drowsiness that had just arisen in Feng Xueshan immediately disappeared without a trace.

  "Wait here for me, I'll be right back!"

  Moyan Hua replaced Feng Mei Xue, put on her clothes and flew out of the carriage with her in his arms.

  Xue Zhang didn't know what had happened, but he still followed his arrangement and drove the horse carriage to wait aside for them.

  Before long, Mo Yanhua and Feng Mi Xue rushed extremely fast in the direction where Feng Lin Mo flew.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, they didn't laugh for long before seeing the dense human shadows in the maple forest, so they hurriedly flew over quickly.

  "You dare to trespass on our sect's forbidden land, steal the Flowing Cloud Hairpin, a treasure of my school? Return it at once, and I might let you die a quick death!"

  The Di Xie Sect's Ni Tian Xie Jun had a cold, hard face and a voice that sent shivers down one's spine, filled with terrifying anger. On his body, a blood-red long robe was draped over a snow-white skull head, making him look even more ferocious.

  "Nonsense! This Cloudy Hairpin is obviously a family heirloom of the young lady's, how could it be a treasure of your Evil Sect?"

  Feng Yan Mo's long sleeve fluttered as he gazed coldly at the surrounding powerful experts of the Demon Sect, his handsome face filled with anger.

  He grasped the Flowing Cloud Hairpin tightly in his hand, filled with trepidation. This was a personal item of Zixue's; how could he let someone else take it by force?

  "Gah gah gah! No need to waste words with this little brat, just wait till I refine him into a Blood Spirit and everything will be revealed!"

  Niè Dì Gāng Jūn said with a fierce face, and a terrifying laughter echoed from all directions.

  Dì Jiào teaching, the highest position is just Niè Tiān Jiǎo Jūn and Niè Dì Jiǎo Jūn. These two are on the same level as Xuán Xiāo Lǎo Zǔ, a high-ranking master with extremely terrifying strength. Just their aura alone can make people tremble with fear.

  "That's right, kill him!"

  A shrill and hoarse terrifying laughter, followed by a loud and clear sound. The four great masters, the Witch Master, the Black Wind Master, the Ghost Poison Master, and the Gu Poison Master, all had faces full of cruelty.

  Behind them emerged a row of black Death Soldiers from thin air. These were the Ghost Poison Death Soldiers, also known as the exclusive weapons of the Di Xian Sect.

  A zombie-like pale face, not a ripple. They are killing tools, without human emotions and perception, only knowing to obey orders. Their entire body is toxic, whether it's being injured by them or splashed with their blood, the consequences are extremely terrifying.

  "Rumble!"

  The war broke out, and Feng Mo had already suffered a serious injury. After seeing the intimidating Di Sha Jiao, he knew his strength was no match for these guys, and things wouldn't end well if this continued.

  "Hiss——"

  A crimson specter, tearing apart the flesh and blood on his arm, shocking amounts of blood spurted out. His body also heavily fell to the ground, fresh blood staining the thick maple leaves red.

  "Kill!"

  The ghostly assassins simultaneously swung their knives towards his neck, each movement swift and deadly.

  "Hmph, so many people ganging up on me alone, truly worthy of the Di Xian Sect's style!"

  Feng Yinmo was injured, but he wasn't the kind of person who would close his eyes and wait for death. Even if it meant using up the last bit of strength in his body, he would charge forward without hesitation.

  At that moment when he saw the Ghost Poisonous Warriors' fierce offensive, he mustered up a burst of strength and his palm released a violent blast of energy.

  "Overwhelming!"

  "Boom!"

  The air was rolling, those ghostly poisonous warriors were blown away by the powerful force, one after another, and some even died instantly.

  "This kid is quite capable, but unfortunately he's injured now. If not, he would definitely be a formidable opponent!"

  Ni Tian Sha Jun's sinister eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and then he quietly made a gesture, beckoning Ni Di Pan Jun and the four great masters, You Wu Zun Zhe, Hei Feng Zun Zhe, Gui Du Zun Zhe, and Gu Zhong Zun Zhe, to pounce on Feng Liu Mo after his powerful move left him temporarily weakened.

  It's clear he wants to gang up on him, one move and Feng Yan Mo will be drowned in death!

  "Accept your death! Tomorrow's today is your doom!"

  The body of Ni Tian Xie Jun was shrouded in a thick aura of death, and the powerful move in his hand was in an extremely swift state of preparation.

  Before his eyes, Feng Xue was about to be killed by a group of powerful warriors working together.

  But at this moment, a magical sound of the guqin suddenly rang out.

  "Boom!"

  A row of them once again surrounded the past ghostly poisonous dead warriors, directly blown away by the sound blade, and then the poisonous blood surged out, splashing all over the ground.

  Even the likes of Ni Tian Xie and others were successively blocked by this sound of the zither, their powerful moves being forcefully suppressed, unable to be unleashed.

  For a moment, the masters of the various evil sects had not yet made out the figure when a smoke bomb suddenly exploded downwards, completely blocking their line of sight.

  The next moment, they looked back and saw no trace of Feng Yichen anywhere.

  "Hum, how dare you! Search for me! Search carefully! I don't believe that little brat can escape!"

  A desperate cry echoed through the maple forest, startling a flock of birds that had been resting in the trees.

  Footsteps passed by from the side, and a series of divine senses swept over. Feng Mo's body flowed with too much blood, causing him to faint. Mo Yanhua and Feng Miao Xue took him to hide under a large stone, in order to conceal their breath, Feng Miao Xue held Long Lin in her palm, using her soul power to urge its power, wrapping the three of them tightly together.

  These old monsters are all very powerful, and they have no advantage in a direct confrontation.

  With Feng Wan's injuries being so severe, they couldn't delay any further and had to take him for treatment as soon as possible.

  "I clearly smelled the bloody smell on that kid's body, where did it go?"

  "Damn it, the taste of that blood is so delicious, it really makes one want to drink a few mouthfuls! Can't let them get away!"

  "That's right, Liuyun hairpin is still in his hands! Must find him!"

  “……”

  A group of people walked over from the top, thick maple leaves piled up together, blocking the view above, making it impossible for them to see what was below.

  "There's none here, maybe it's on the other side, let's go take a look!"

  One person shouted and pointed, and the crowd ran in another direction.

  "Let's hurry up!"

  Mo Yanhua and Feng Mie Xue heard their footsteps fade away, immediately bringing the injured Feng Lin Mo into the dense maple forest.

  Not far away is a rolling mountain range. This mountain range has countless caves, and as long as they enter the cave, they are safe.

  Two people brought the injured Feng Yumo, hiding and escaping along the way, getting closer and closer to the mountains.

  The people chasing behind them were getting closer and closer, so the three of them hastened their pace. They finally entered a cave just before the old demon from the Di Sha Sect caught up to them, and then they set up a barrier outside to isolate their auras.

  "I'll help big brother bandage his wound first!"

  Feng Mei Xue took out the medicine, washed Feng Lin Mo's wound clean, sprinkled some medicine on it, tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged it up with ease.

  His body had many wounds, but even if he lost too much blood and fainted, he still tightly grasped the hairpin in his hand.

  It was a snow jade hairpin in the shape of auspicious clouds, with a very delicate design, as if it were hand-carved, with a hint of simplicity, giving people a pleasant and enjoyable feeling. At first glance, this cloud-shaped hairpin seemed ordinary, but it had a thread of divine light infused within, which was probably not an ordinary object.

  Mo Yanhua took out a dan medicine and let Feng Linmo take it. This dan medicine dissolved as soon as it entered his mouth, slowly merging into his body, allowing his injuries to be controlled.

  "Cough, cough, cough——"

  Feng Yan coughed a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and adapted to the light in the darkness. He saw the figure in front of him, with a hint of surprise on his face.

  "Xiao Xue! Yan Hua! How did you two end up here? Was it you who just saved me?"

  He thought for a moment and realized that this was the only possibility; otherwise he would certainly be doomed.

  "Big brother, is it all worth it just for this hairpin?"

  Feng Mei Xue saw that his breathing had stabilized and she felt a bit more at ease, slowly opening her mouth to ask.

  "Hmm! This is the Flowing Cloud Hairpin I gave to Zixue back then, and it contains a strand of her soul fragment!"

  Feng Yan hastily took out the Soul-Gathering Bead and placed it in front of the Flowing Cloud Hairpin, whereupon a dazzling light flashed, possessing a beauty that moved one's heart and soul.

  A delicate soul fragment in the Soul Condensing Bead shone with a soft light, reflecting the soul fragments on the Cloud Hairpin. As the two lights merged into one within the Soul Condensing Bead, its radiance increased by several degrees.

  "It really got brighter!"

  Feng Mei Xue looked at the changing light of the Condensed Soul Pearl with surprise and delight, knowing that Feng Mo's efforts had not been in vain, and she also felt joyful for him.

  The Conghun Pearl has a total of seven colors, and when it turns white, it means that all the souls have been gathered. Now it seems that it will take some time to find each strand of soul.

  In this vast world, every flower, grass and leaf may be resting with fragments of Zixue's soul, but he didn't have a hint of despair. No matter how difficult it was, no matter how much time it took, even if it meant exhausting his whole life, he wouldn't give up on this glimmer of hope.

  He walked through the desolate vast desert, the snowy peak of high and cold, the mysterious and unpredictable poisonous swamp, the fierce flame of the volcano, looking for every place they had been together, also tracing back to the beautiful places she had told him she had been.

  He seemed to be on a long road, reliving the memories she had shared with him at that time, one by one.

  At first, he set foot in many places and still couldn't find any trace of the Purple Snow Spirit. He had also been bewildered before. But when he held the first strand of soul fragments, making the light of the Condensed Soul Pearl dimmer, his heart suddenly came alive.

  From then on, he was no longer bewildered. He firmly believed that in the vast world, she had always been waiting for him somewhere.

  "I've got nothing else to do, it's time for me to leave, Xiaoxue, take good care of yourself!"

  He thought of the many soul fragments that still needed to be gathered, and he didn't want to waste a single moment. He looked at Feng Mianxue with warm eyes.

  "Big brother, you must be careful and remember to come home often!"

  Feng Mei Xue smiled slightly and saw his determined look, a hint of encouraging smile also floated on her lips.

  "Hmm! Those people should have gone far away by now, you two be careful!"

  Feng Yan Mo walked out of the cave, his figure disappearing into the mountains like an eagle. Even though his injuries had not fully healed, he did not want to stop and rest.

  "Take care, big brother!"

  Feng Mei Xue stood in front of the cave, watching his figure disappear, with a blessing color in her eyes.

  "Let's go too!"

  Mo Yanhua patted her shoulder, and the hiding journey had covered her body with mud and leaves, looking particularly disheveled.

  "Alright! Let's go!"

  Feng Mei Xue nodded and helped him tidy up his clothes.

  She originally thought her strength was decent, but after seeing those old demons, a sense of urgency arose in her heart once again.

  This vast world, her little strength is really not worth watching. However, fortunately, she's still young, and that's her greatest asset!

  Two people returned to the carriage, Feng Yuxue lay on the soft couch thinking about her brother Feng Yanmo and Tian Nu Zi Xue's feelings, so difficult and bumpy, it made her heart ache. Seeing Mo Yanhua now in front of her, within reach, a sense of treasuring the person in front of her emerged in her heart.

  Emotions aren't a play, there's no chance for a replay.

  Some wounds are like creases on a piece of white paper. Once crumpled and then smoothed out, they can never be restored to their original state.

  Don't wait until you lose it to regret, cherish the one who is by your side and feel his goodness.

  A little more trust, a little more tolerance.

  Less suspicion, less harshness.

  The horse carriage approached Tianxuan City. At the same time, an urgent letter flew to the imperial palace of Yunmeng Dynasty's capital and was handed over to Meng Junlin.

  "She's almost arrived at Canglang City!"

  Meng Junlin grasped the urgent report, and a strange color suddenly floated up in his eyes.

  The person he thought of day and night had set foot on his native soil, and his heart was burning with passion.

  "According to the scout's report, Young Master Yanhua is also traveling with Miss Meixue!"

  A majestic figure knelt on the ground, a cold and stern voice echoing throughout the grand hall.

  "Hmm, bring her here, and kill anyone else who dares to oppose!"

  A ruthless voice, with a cold and decisive tone, fell loudly, echoing continuously within the grand hall.

  "Yes, Your Majesty!"

  The man responded in a low voice, with no warmth in his tone.

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