The undeniable words immediately made Qingwu's already pale face turn even paler. There was no trace of blood in her face anymore. She looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, her father, with despair in her eyes.
She had long known in her heart that this day would come, but she didn't know that it would come so quickly and suddenly.
There are only two short months left for the Holy Fire Festival, but there are still four full months left to meet Feng Hao. Doesn't this mean...
When he thought of this, Qing Wu's heart felt cold, his eyes were empty, and his body trembled and he was about to fall down. Fortunately, Lan Xun on the side held him in time to prevent him from falling.
"well..."
Seeing the desperate daughter and the husband who turned his head away, she could only sigh softly, supported Qing Wu and slowly walked towards the Holy Girl's Mansion.
This is the fate of being a saint that cannot be changed at all.
"The Holy Lord is Wise"
The shouts from the old antiques came from behind, making Lan Xun tremble violently, turned his head and glared hatefully before turning around and leaving.
...
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Qingmeng, who saw Qingwu walking in without a human face, ran over and took Qingwu's cold hands and cried out with tears in his eyes.
"Woooo..."
Seeing Qingwu didn't respond, Xiao Qingmeng just shook her arms and cried.
"Mengmeng, be good and don't cry."
Seeing this scene, Lan Xun helped Qing Wu sit on a chair aside and then comforted Xiao Qingmeng. Hearing the sad cry of the little girl, her eyes turned slightly red.
But Qingwu still had empty eyes, and his whole person had lost his spirit, as if he had lost his soul. He could not hear the sounds from the outside world at all, and he sat there motionless, very dull.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly, don't scare Meng'er."
Xiao Qingmeng held her hand, shook her hand, and cried, but she didn't listen.
"Mengmeng, be good and your mother will be fine soon..."
Lan Xun helped her wipe the tears on her face and comforted her softly.
"Wuwu... I want Uncle Xueyu, I want Uncle Xueyu..."
Xiao Qingmeng let go of Qingwu's hand and threw herself into her arms, crying with tears on her face and red eyes.
"Xue Yu?"
Lan Xun was startled for a moment and after thinking for a while, she found out that there was no such person among the candidates for the Holy Son of the Demon Cult, and she immediately became a little confused.
"Tell grandma who Uncle Xueyu is?"
Lan Xun took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the tears on her cheeks and asked.
"Uuuu...Uncle Xueyu, Uncle Xueyu is the best person. He is just like Meng'er's father." Meng'er misses Uncle Xueyu so much. Meng'er wants Uncle Xueyu to be Meng'er's father...
"
Xiao Qingmeng said intermittently with a whimpering voice.
"Daddy?"
Lan Xun looked at the little girl in surprise and didn't understand what was going on. But in her heart, she doubted that Qingwu abducted Xue Yu's daughter?
Qingwu hid everything about Xiao Qingmeng from everyone except the maids in the Holy Lady's Mansion and the entire Shadow Demon Cult. No one knew that Xiao Qingmeng was her biological child.
"Mr. Holy Witch, please see me"
At this moment, a beautiful maid came in and said respectfully with her head lowered.
"Demon? Didn't he go to some dynasty?"
Lan Xun thought for a moment and thought of this man with a heaven-level poison book and said, "Call him in."
Although I don’t know what the purpose of this guy who could have been a candidate for the Holy Son but refused to do it is here, but the demon with the heaven-level intermediate poison code is an existence that cannot be ignored in the demon sect.
"yes"
The beautiful maid responded, glanced at the empty-eyed Qing Wu, sighed slightly, and walked out quickly.
Of course she knew why her master had been reluctant to choose a husband. For some reason, a slovenly figure suddenly flashed through her mind.
"No, no, it can't be him."
She shook her head violently and walked faster.
Although that sloppy guy is very unfathomable, his sloppy image is unacceptable to her as a maid.
Do you want your most charming saint to marry that sloppy guy?
Just thinking about her makes her scalp tingle
Not long after, the demon walked into the hall under her leadership.
When he saw Xiao Qingmeng who was still sobbing and Qing Wu with empty eyes, he was stunned and didn't understand what was going on.
Could this be the reason why Feng Hao asked him to come back to help?
This thought flashed through his mind
"What brings you here?"
Lan Xun glanced at him slightly and asked calmly.
Although the Demon Society is going to become the patriarch of the Shadow Demon Cult, as a saint of the previous generation, her status is not lower than that of the patriarch.
"Help her"
The devil said coldly
"Help her?"
Lan Xun was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what he meant by this. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why do you want to help her?"
"Entrusted by others"
The devil said calmly
"Entrusted by someone?"
Lan Xun was stunned and asked in confusion, "Who is entrusted by you?"
"Fenghao"
The devil hesitated for a while and then said it.
"Feng Hao?"
Another unfamiliar name made Lan Xundai frown.
Who is this Feng Hao? Why would he know that his daughter was in trouble and still be friends with the devil?
Questions flashed through her mind, but she couldn't find an answer to any of them.
"Fenghao"
Qing Wu, whose eyes had always been blank, trembled violently when he heard the name, stood up and shouted randomly, "Feng Hao is here? Where is he? Where is he?"
Her excited and emotional state made Mo, Lan Xun, Xiao Qingmeng and the beautiful maid look at her in surprise.
"He didn't come... He didn't come... He won't come..."
After scanning the hall, Qingwu sat down again. Tears flashed in her charming eyes. She slowly closed her eyes and two clear tears fell down her cheeks.
That inexplicable palpitations made her vaguely think that something had happened to Feng Hao...
She firmly believes in her feelings
"Wu'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Lan Xun walked a few steps and took her hand and asked with a trembling voice.
Qing Wu's disorder made her very uneasy and confused as to why a name she was unfamiliar with made her daughter so upset. What exactly happened?
"Feng Hao went back to Xilan, so he didn't come."
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