My Demon Queen

Chapter 195 I am her husband

Ye Quan was in the space of consciousness, his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression was as solemn as leaden clouds, and he spoke to Ye An in a heavy tone.

Ye An was wiping the sweat from his forehead, but when he heard Ye Quan's words, his hand suddenly stopped wiping the sweat, as if he was under a spell.

Then, he slowly raised his head, looked towards the vast sky, and asked anxiously, "Do you know who is coming?"

“Judging from the breath, it should be Dao Wuchen, Mu Wushuang’s master.” Ye Quan took a deep breath, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with worry.

Upon hearing this, Ye An frowned tightly, forming a deep "川" character, and asked in confusion: "What is he doing here?"

"No matter what he is here for, you have to think carefully now. Mo Qingcheng has no spiritual power now, and her identity... is the Queen of the Demon Clan..." Ye Quan said to the point.

When Ye An heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes instantly became focused, like two sharp sword lights, and his originally handsome face now added a chilling chill.

"Ye Quan, today, I need you. No one else can get close to Mo Qingcheng."

Ye An's tone was icy cold, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld. His eyes also lost their former sunshine and tenderness at this moment, leaving only endless firmness and determination.

"Yes, I knew that sooner or later you would use me as a tool. I can't kill Dao Wuchen right now, but I can only stop him. If I were to do it, I would probably need to go into a recovery period."

Ye Quan spoke calmly in his consciousness, seemingly not caring at all.

Ye An didn't expect that the price of just stopping Dao Wuchen would be so huge, but in just a moment, Ye An made a decisive decision.

"Please, Ye Quan."

Ye An's eyes were sincere, his tone was sincere and firm, and his eyes were full of trust and expectations for Ye Quan.

Ye Quan was also slightly stunned, and then a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, no one will disturb you two today."

When Ye An heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile of relief.

Then he looked into the distance, casually drew out the paper fan from his waist, and waved it lightly, casually outlining a mysterious and powerful formation.

The formation glowed with light, cleansing him thoroughly from head to toe, even smoothing out the slightest wrinkle on the corner of his clothes.

"Let's go. You are a guest, but I'm sorry that we won't receive you today."

Ye An straightened his clothes to make them more upright, then tapped his toes lightly and used the formation to fly towards the direction where Dao Wuchen was coming like a meteor.

Wooden house under the big tree.

Mo Qingcheng clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white from exertion, and stared at the distant sky with icy eyes, as if she wanted to see through the void. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was resolute.

Mo Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and took a step forward resolutely.

"No matter who the person is, Ye An cannot handle it alone now. I hope that my identity as the Demon Queen can make the other party hesitate."

Mo Qingcheng thought secretly in his heart, took steady steps, and walked slowly towards the wooden door.

"It's time to call Ye An back..."

Just as Mo Qingcheng was thinking this, she saw Ye An rising into the sky from the woods like a nimble eagle, and flying towards the mysterious aura at lightning speed.

Mo Qingcheng was stunned at first, and his originally relaxed brows instantly furrowed into a deep "川" shape, as if carved by a knife.

He wanted to fly up and catch up, but he suddenly realized that his spiritual power had been exhausted.

She stomped the ground hard, gritted her teeth and ran towards Ye An.

"Ye An, if you dare to do anything, I will definitely skin you alive."

Mo Qingcheng shouted angrily with gritted teeth, and the angry voice echoed continuously in the quiet woods, startling a flock of flying birds.

However, the anxious feeling in her heart grew stronger and stronger like a surging tide, almost drowning her.

Perhaps it was because Mo Qingcheng had practiced physical skills, so even without using spiritual power, she could still run in this dense and almost light-proof forest.

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng was wearing a flowing purple long dress. The sleeves of the dress fluttered in the wind as she ran, like a blooming violet.

Her movements were light and nimble, like a nimble cheetah. She moved through the woods like the wind, and wherever she passed, the branches and leaves rustled in the strong wind.

"Yes, this is the right direction. Why don't I sense Mo Qingcheng's presence?"

Dao Wuchen was flying in the air, with golden light shining behind him, like a bright little sun.

He frowned slightly and muttered to himself in confusion. Although his voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the silent air.

“It is such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!”

As a clear voice sounded leisurely in front of Dao Wuchen, Dao Wuchen's body suddenly stopped, and the air flow under his feet was shaken and scattered.

Then he stopped, looking slightly surprised.

Dao Wuchen frowned his brows, which were full of wrinkles like ravines, and cast his gaze towards Ye An who was standing in the void in front of him.

Ye An was seen wearing a dark green suit. The texture of the clothes seemed like lustering silk, and it was sparkling with mysterious light in the sun.

He was holding a white paper fan with exquisite landscape patterns painted on it. He was looking at herself with a smile on his face. That smile was like the warm spring sunshine, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

The breeze was blowing gently through the woods beneath the two of them, and the branches and leaves were swaying, like the ups and downs of the ocean waves, making a soft rustling sound.

"It turns out to be Young Friend Ye An. I hope you are doing well since we last met in the Demon Clan!"

Dao Wuchen spoke to Ye An politely, with a kind smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with an elusive depth.

"How is the old immortal?"

Ye An adhered to the principle of courtesy before force, and saluted respectfully with his fists clasped together, with a sincere and humble smile on his face.

"Hahaha, what's the point of being a deity? He's just an old man of some age."

Dao Wu Chen laughed back. His laughter was so hearty and heroic that it made the surrounding leaves rustle. A few yellow leaves could not withstand the vibration of the laughter and floated down.

"Old Immortal is too modest. As the leader of one of the three major forces of the human race, who dares not take you seriously?"

Ye An also said with a smile, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful arc.

"Carry...carry what?"

Dao Wuchen was obviously stunned. He didn't understand what Ye An meant by "the leader". His puzzled expression made his originally serious face look a little more cute.

Dao Wuchen's eyes widened, full of confusion.

"Oh, don't worry about these details. Where is the old immortal going?"

Ye An waved his hand and said nonchalantly. The paper fan in his hand waved casually, bringing up a breeze.

Dao Wuchen listened to Ye An talking about business, and then he also straightened his attitude, his expression became serious, and asked: "I heard that the Demon Queen came to the human race, so I came to ask what she is doing here."

His eyes were fixed on Ye An, as if he could see through him.

Upon hearing this, Ye An said to Ye Quan in his mind: "Sure enough, this old guy is here for Mo Qingcheng."

"nothing!"

Ye An said calmly, his face expressionless, but he unconsciously tightened the paper fan in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Just at this time, Mo Qingcheng also arrived a hundred miles away from the two of them.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat on her forehead rolled down like pearls and dripped onto the ground beneath her feet.

He then hid his body and saw that the person coming was actually Dao Wuchen. Although he felt a little relieved, his expression was still as solemn as ice.

In addition, she had no spiritual power and had to rely on her own physical strength to travel. At this moment, her breathing was rapid and heavy, like a bellows. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, each of which was crystal clear and slid down her fair cheeks, gathering into a drop at her chin and falling heavily to the ground.

Her rosy lips opened and closed as she breathed rapidly, and the collar of her purple dress was slightly wet with sweat.

Facing Dao Wuchen, he did not dare to easily expose the fact that he had exhausted his spiritual power.

Then Mo Qingcheng adjusted his breathing slightly, closed his eyes tightly, and tried to calm his breathing.

After recovering his strength, he used his five senses to concentrate on the conversation between Ye An and Dao Wuchen.

"Nothing? Can your words represent the Demon Queen?"

Wu Chen asked doubtfully, his eyes sharp as torches, staring closely at Ye An, trying to find clues from his expression.

Dao Wuchen's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through everything.

"Of course, old immortal, you can rest assured."

Ye An said, he raised his head slightly, his eyes firm, revealing unquestionable confidence.

"My friend, you are joking. If you could represent the Demon Queen, then my disciple wouldn't be hurt because of you."

After Dao Wuchen said this, his eyes revealed an intriguing depth, as if he could see through everything.

Ye An knew who Dao Wuchen was talking about. Anxiety and worry instantly appeared on his face. He frowned and asked quickly, "How is Mu Wushuang?"

Dao Wuchen saw Ye An's slightly anxious look, nodded slightly, and then said, "It's okay." His voice was as calm as water, and no emotion could be heard.

In the distance, Mo Qingcheng sensed that Ye An was anxiously asking about Mu Wushuang's condition. The jade hand that was holding the tree trunk exerted a lot of force at this moment. The slender finger joints turned white because of the force, and the nails were embedded in the tree trunk.

A deep handprint suddenly appeared on the rough tree trunk, and the bark around the handprint peeled off.

Mo Qingcheng's expression remained calm, but there was a hint of barely perceptible anger in her beautiful eyes.

He stared straight at Ye An's back through the woods, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.

"Hiss~ Is the wind blowing again?"

Ye An looked around in confusion and found that there was no wind, but he felt a chill on his back and couldn't help shivering.

Then Ye An turned around and said to Dao Wuchen: "Thank you for telling me, old immortal. If you have a chance, please tell Mu Wushuang that Ye An will always remember this kindness. If there is a need in the future, Ye An will repay you no matter where you are."

Ye An's expression was sincere and his tone was genuine.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingcheng gripped the tree trunk even tighter and her eyes instantly turned cold, like a thousand-year-old ice, which made people shudder.

"Humph, I have protected her heart and sent her back. I have already repaid the kindness she showed you. And now you still want to..."

As Mo Qingcheng thought so, his eyes stared at Ye An's back with increasingly hostile intent. At this moment, a deep dent had been left on the rough tree trunk by Mo Qingcheng's fingers, and wood chips around the dent were fluttering down.

The purple skirt was also swaying slightly in the wind.

Ye An shivered again and looked around, but there was no wind.

"You can also tell that girl Wushuang in person, but let's talk about the Demon Queen now."

Dao Wu Chen shook his sleeves and said lightly, his sleeves drew a graceful arc in the air and brought up a breeze.

"Old Immortal, I've said before that I can represent her. There is nothing wrong with the human race we are from."

Ye An also said it lightly, but his tone was heavier, with a bit of unquestionable determination.

After hearing Ye An's answer, Mo Qingcheng seemed to feel much better and slowly loosened her grip on the tree trunk.

The moment I let go of my hand, the tree trunk made a "sizzling" sound, which was exactly the sound of an object being relieved of pressure.

Dao Wuchen did not expect Ye An to be so determined, but after carefully feeling the surrounding area within a thousand miles, he did not sense the breath of Mo Qingcheng, which made Dao Wuchen a little strange, but then he sensed that there was a wooden house behind Ye An.

Dao Wuchen sensed that there seemed to be a slight barrier reaction in the wooden house, and Dao Wuchen immediately guessed that Mo Qingcheng might be in the wooden house.

"My dear friend, can you let me meet the Demon Queen in person?"

Dao Wuchen still spoke politely, but his tone implied that he could not refuse.

"no."

Ye An answered without thinking, and at the same time opened the paper fan and gently fanned himself.

Dao Wu Chen was slightly stunned, then looked at Ye An and spoke slowly.

"Who exactly are you, my friend, the Demon Queen?"

Ye An smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "I am her husband!"