亚洲男人第一AV天堂

Even thought Bing Shi and Xan Mu became even stronger than before, they still can be defeated as you could see in the previous arcs.

There won’t be any angst in this arc, or at least I didn’t plan any, so take a breather and enjoy their happiness as they try to fulfill their childhood promise of becoming an OP couple TOGETHER. ??

Edited by Psycho S.

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It was not like she knew about what Xuan Mu had been doing after her death. It was easy to guess though. Her dulled soul didn’t end up as stupid as she thought. It was nice to know that her hard work in the past wasn’t all for nothing. She exceeded her expectations.

|”My bad, my bad, sorry. It won’t happen again.”|

Didn’t anyone teach her to never reveal her name to the devil? Thought Xuan Mu while handing her a napkin to wipe her tears. She probably taught it herself, which meant that Dai An wasn’t her real name. So who else could she be?

|We should have stayed back in the tent. I went as far as preparing a tear bucket for us. Too late for regrets. Everyone is going to see your ugly side now.|

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Xuan Mu’s words only triggered her sobbing more. If he wanted to release his grumpiness, choose someone else. She was dealing with her own problems right now. Couldn’t he see that those were her beautiful tears of happiness? He probably could. Oh, the regret of not receiving a tear bucket was real, “I heard the castle was decorated to your late mother’s taste.”

“From whom?” The demon king’s expression darkened in suspicion, his frigid aura leaked out, making the atmosphere cold and dark. Why was she crying? Did he scare her away? This always happened when he visited a human’s village. Or was she pitying him? Nobody should know about his parent’s origins. Those who knew that he was not pureblood should have perished under his father’s (previous Demon king that fell in love with a human) claws the moment he was born.

|”Who cares about my ugly side? Did you see the monstrosity they had been praying to? The last thing I should be worried about is my dignity.”|

|And what do you want me to do? Wipe out their memories?|

|”I’m glad you asked. Could you blur out my private parts, reduce the swelling on my body, grow my hair again and put my teeth back in my mouth, please? Keep the wings, I like the wings. The Demon King will investigate the situation in the prisons sooner or later. I’m delaying his actions, so no rush. Please, take your time.”|

“...” Maybe Xuan Mu knew more about her than he wanted to admit. It wasn’t about whether she was Bing Shi or Dai An. He, out of all people, should understand that the most.

She didn’t go out of her way to calm him down nor cheer him up like Ying Xiong’s food lady. The old Bing Shi would at least tighten her hold on him to soothe him, you know? Or maybe bite his neck? He wasn’t sure anymore.

He was so careful around her that he didn’t have time to express his happiness. Just look: she sounded so delighted just because he started a conversation with her. She was too happy about everything, even his mood swings.

|”Can I call you hubby?”|

Xuan Mu halted at his steps, stopping the sting in his eyes from being moved by her way of asking for his permission. His wife would always treat him with a certain type of respect. It would be something he would certainly miss if she suddenly behaved like the food lady.

|Sure.|

|”Hubby, you can’t call me Bing Shi. It would be unfair towards Dai An. Even though I want you to call me Dai An, you can’t call me Dai An either. Dai An loves Ting Xi, Biyu, and Xue Bi more than you. She loves Bing Shi the most. It’s complicated.”|

Xuan Mu lifted his face when he heard the genuine urgency in her voice. A relieved smile formed upon his lips. The monkeys in her head seemed to be lively as always.

|Anything for my wife. You can share me with whoever you want, alright?|

|”Alright.”|

There was such freedom in their behaviour, yet also a powerful sense of respect, of being home, of belonging, of wishing to ever-stay. The idea of her, the way she was, her stoic loving soul brought such serenity to his own. She’d be her. He’d be him. That was the secret of their strong bond, of how it formed so fast.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Mu secured his arms around her thighs and began to alter the resident’s memories while being her chariot, no legs. Legs? He looked down at her toes which would usually move around cutely. He turned his head to meet her eyes.

|Is there something wrong with your legs?|

She leaned her head over to look at her immobile feet, studying them intently.

|”I abandoned them.”|

|”Now that I want them back, they refuse to return.”|

Unable to heal her body, Xuan Mu took another deep breath, feeling like steam in a pressure cooker. If he blew up, who would bear the brunt? Joining the conversation between his wife and the Demon King, he had to find a way to let the steam out in a safe manner, “Is it true that the current Demon King’s army lost their glory because everyone depends on your unrivalled strength? I can help you give them a small reminder...a new will to fight.”

“The last war occurred when the previous Demon King stepped down from the throne. Nothing interesting has happened since then,” eyes void of any emotions, the Demon King remembered the scene of his father committing suicide, the darkest days of his life, “I defeated seven revolting Demon Kings alone. Those lots from the barracks are more useful in the kitchen than in the front-!”

Xuan Mu’s fist sent the Demon King flying in the army’s barracks direction, alerting the whole kingdom when the Demon King collided harshly, creating a loud explosion.

Gaining some control of her upper body, she hit her forehead against Xuan Mu’s neck.

Shaking his fist, Xuan Mu continued to walk ahead while listening to her giggles, “What’s so funny?”

“You didn’t change much,” placing her chin on his shoulder, she continued to laugh. Please, don’t let this happiness end too fast again.

“You neither,” he continued to heal her body with a chuckle, glancing at her side profile, “How did you establish a cult in a Demon realm and go as far as cultivating Demonic techniques? Truly, nobody’s existence has ever intimidated me as much as yours.”

Xuan Mu had full faith in his wife, but anyone who got to meet that ‘holy maiden’ would think that his wife couldn’t stand a chance. Bing Shi might be able to take control over that mind and body, but she sucked at cultivation no matter how much of a workaholic she was. Just remembering her attitude during her special training would make him raise a white flag in defeat.

“A cult? No. They needed relief, so I gave them a new religion. You should have seen their absolute devotion when I decided to stay back as a spirit with a form,” she laughed at his twitching eyebrows and tried to copy him.

*Twitch.*

*Twitch-Twitch.*

“...” Could he spank her? Could he?!

Remember the photographs where the background was blurred, where the only part in focus was the person who was pictured? That was Xuan Mu’s eyesight right now. Every other detail of this place was blurred as every part of him focused on every aspect of her, “I might not look like it right now, but I’m still listening.”

Grinning, she continued, “Spending a thousand years doing nothing besides waiting for my redemption wasn’t in my nature. I’ll be able to reincarnate, great, then what? Knowing myself, I might end up inside that cage again.”

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