Her face couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but she could only tell from her arrogant little body that she was a conceited woman.
She stood with her hands behind her back, her head slightly raised, looking into the distance to the west, wondering what she was waiting for.
The wind blows, and the begonia flower beside her bends slightly, frail and unable to resist the wind.
Her back straightened a bit, and her cold voice sounded like a lonely nocturne in the middle of the night: "You're here!"
"Why do you do this?"
Feng Qingyang stood proudly behind her, looking at her back with cold eyes.
The woman did not look back. In the darkness, she sighed lowly: "You know!"
"..."
"Lingzi, even so, aren't you willing to go back?"
"I will no longer enter the devil's path in this life!"
"Because of her?"
The proudly erect woman suddenly turned around, her jealous eyes fixed on Feng Qingyang's expressionless face.
In the dark night, the man has a handsome face and a noble demeanor. Even though he is no longer the leader of all demons, he still has a strong aura.
His eagle-like eyes glanced at him, like a supreme tyrant looking down at the world, and Mo Ming, who was opposite him, shuddered in his heart.
She lowered her eyes, hiding the unwillingness deep in her eyes.
When she raised her head again, her face was as cold and aloof as Feng Qingyang.
"You should know that grandma will not let you go like this. Since I can find you here, that is the best proof! Lingzi, for her, you put aside your responsibilities, your mission, and your glory.
, is it worth it to just live in this small palace and wait for someone else's judgment?"
She looked aggressively into Feng Qingyang's eyes, trying to find the slightest trace of reluctance in his eyes.
But, no!
She never saw the slightest nostalgia for the past in Feng Qingyang's eyes. Instead, he saw relief after escaping. He replied lightly:
"Mingxin, whether it's worth it or not, that's none of your business!"
"you!"
Mo Mingxin clenched her fists angrily, her proud chest rising and falling due to the surge of anger.
"Go back! I will pretend that that incident never happened, but it won't happen again!"
"Wouldn't this happen next time? Hahaha..."
When Mo Mingxin heard this, she raised her head and smiled lowly.
A sarcastic smile appeared on her face, and her stunningly beautiful face became distorted.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Feng Qingyang with complicated and sad eyes: "Tian Lingzi, do you think you are still qualified to say such things to me after you are no longer the Demon Lord? You won't do it next time? Ridiculous!
Let me tell you, I, Mo Mingxin, have only listened to two people in my life.
One is my grandma who has nurtured me, and the other is my beloved Demon Lord!
If you don’t come back, then you have no right to restrain me in anything!”
"Yeah?"
The dark wind suddenly turned cold.
A layer of icy coldness suddenly appeared in Feng Qingyang's eyes.
"You want to kill me?"
Mo Mingxin squinted her eyes, and the pain in her eyes turned into burning hatred.
Black magic power condensed in her palms. Before Feng Qingyang could take action, she took the lead and attacked towards the back of the garden.
"Well..."
There was a muffled groan from the back of the garden, and Feng Qingyang's eyes swept over, only to see that the wooden shadow that had just been chasing was hit in the chest by a black light wave, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground.
"Uncle Muying!"
In the distance, Xiao Qiansi watched Feng Qingyang standing with a beautiful woman from a distance.
Just when I was wondering who that woman was, suddenly...