Xiefeng against the sky: rebirth of the queen who controls the demon

What's going on? What's going on? She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. She felt sorry for that beautiful woman, but at the same time she hated that white figure. You heartless man, if I let this princess catch you, I will definitely do it.

Let you live but not die.

But what she saw next made her stop all her movements involuntarily. She seemed to see a tear flying out from in front of the white figure.

Did he cry? Did he shed tears for that beautiful woman? Could he also feel distressed or regretful?

She clearly saw the white figure standing in the clouds for a long time, holding tightly in her hand the last thing that the beautiful woman threw to him before she died.

It was as if the sun was rising and the moon was setting, and the alternation between day and night no longer existed. There was only a white back between heaven and earth, quietly paying homage to his dead soul.

His indifference and ruthlessness harmed a good girl, and perhaps himself, but he suddenly realized at this moment that it seemed to be too late. Yes, just as the beautiful woman said, everything was over, over.

Although Mo Lianyi is just a bystander, she is as heartbroken as that beautiful woman. It is destined that whoever pays first will be hurt more deeply. This seems to be an eternal truth.

"Who is there?" Mo Lianyi was shocked as the white figure suddenly spoke up, and an unknown beam of light came towards her. She hid back in fear, but missed the step, "Ah~"

With an exclamation, she suddenly woke up from her dream, her head and face covered in sweat. She took a few deep breaths and found that it was time to turn on the lamp.

It turned out to be a dream, why was it so real? She wiped the corners of her eyes as if there were still tears overflowing in mourning for that beautiful woman.

Everything was so real and full of hallucinations that it was really hard for Mo Lianyi to distinguish the difference between dreams and reality.

She moved her muscles and bones and seemed not as tired as before. She immediately sat cross-legged and recalled the palm she struck at the ancient tree. Although the form was no different from that black shadow, the power was far different.

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Looking out the window at dusk, I saw the sun was setting in the west and it was getting dark. I wondered if the dark shadow would come as promised tonight.

Mo Lianyi deliberately changed into clothes that were more convenient for movement and went early to the top of the mountain where he and Hei Ying'er practiced martial arts together last night.

Sure enough, not long after, the black shadow also appeared on the top of the mountain, "The little princess is really working hard, I really underestimate you."

There was a bit of displeasure in Mo Lianyi's eyes, and as soon as he spoke he felt a chill.

"This is just a transaction between you and me, so why do you talk so much nonsense? If you continue to be nagging, I don't mind letting the imperial guards from the palace greet you."

Seeing Mo Lianyi's displeasure, Heiying'er pursed his lips helplessly.

"Since the little princess has drawn the boundaries so clearly, I don't mind. I have taught you almost all what I was supposed to teach you yesterday. Just practice it. As for the favor that the little princess owes me, I hope you will not forget it.

That’s good.”

"What do you mean? Does this mean you have finished teaching? Did you fool me into thinking that this princess is a three-year-old child?"

Mo Lianyi was not very happy at first, and as soon as he heard what the black figure said, he immediately refuted.

The black shadow paused for a moment, his eyes filled with determination, and he continued softly.

"If your Royal Highness the little princess doesn't believe what I'm saying, you can take out the booklet in your hand and compare it. If I have any reservations, I'll naturally leave it to the little princess's disposal."