The night is as dark as ink, mysterious and profound.

The stars are dotted, bright and quiet.

At this time, Qianqian stood alone by the window frame, looking up at the night sky, feeling inexplicably lonely in her heart.

A strange environment, a group of strange people.

Qianqian didn't know how to face Zhuo Yunxian and his relatives and friends, nor did she know what would happen in the future, but she was very calm now and the hostility in her heart disappeared a lot.

The demon culprit causes chaos in the three realms and kills the people, which does not mean that the demon culprit is irrational.

In fact, she also knew how to think, but in her era, no one would care about the thoughts of an evil demon and heretic. Anyway, it would be right to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

If it weren't for meeting Zhuo Yunxian, perhaps Mo Kui would have another chance.

...

Just as he was thinking a lot, Zhuo Yunxian knocked on the door and walked straight in, holding a pot of spiritual soup in his hand.

"What are you doing!?"

Qian Qian frowned slightly, and was a little uncomfortable with being alone with Zhuo Yunxian.

Zhuo Yunxian skillfully placed the spiritual soup on the table and put a bowl of Qianqian on his hands: "Qianqian, come and try my spiritual soup, which is specially cooked for you, it should be very good."

After a pause, Zhuo Yunxian seemed to think of something and said again: "By the way, count it seriously. You have been suppressed for many years and must have not eaten for a long time."

“…”

Qianqian looked dull and even felt helpless.

What is spiritual soup? Can it be eaten?

Also, can you not mention suppression? Which pot is not open to the pot? Is it easy to find trouble if I have nothing to do?

Seeing Qian Qian's words, Zhuo Yunxian took a look at the spiritual soup to the other party, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Uh! This is..."

Qian Qian subconsciously took the spirit soup and took a sip. The taste was really good, and it felt refreshing, as if the whole soul had been cleaned, clean, thorough and warm.

Zhuo Yunxian smiled happily: "This is made by me using the seven treasure bodhi roots and pure yang water. It has the effect of nourishing the soul and concentrating the mind and calming the energy. It is especially washing the filth of the mind and resolving the anger in the heart. You can drink it frequently."

When it comes to making soup and cooking, this is Zhuo Yunxian's strength.

Even though Qianqian is the demon leader, she never thought that one day there would be a man who would make soup for him.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Yunxian hasn't cooked soup for a long time. Since Qianmo left, his mind has been on cultivation, so he has no such leisure and leisure.

...

After being silent for a long time, Qianqian suddenly asked, "Zhuo Yunxian, why are he so kind to me?"

Zhuo Yunxian said for granted: "You are my wife, isn't it necessary to treat you well?"

"I'm not."

"Who are you."

As soon as his face darkened, Zhuo Yunxian still insisted.

The conversation between the two was a bit like a child fighting, a bit funny and a little warm.

Qianqian drank the soup silently, and ignored Zhuo Yunxian again.

...

After a while, Qianqian finished the soup in one breath, but Zhuo Yunxian was still sitting next to her, without any intention of leaving.

"You, why don't you leave?"

Qianqian was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party had something else to do.

Zhuo Yunxian cleaned the room casually and said with confidence: "We are husband and wife, so we naturally have to live together."

"What...what!?"

A shining black line was lingering in his head, and he resisted the urge to take action. This shameless guy actually wanted to live with me!?

"What are you thinking about? Don't think about those messy things!"

Zhuo Yunxian smiled helplessly, and then explained in considerately: "Don't worry, madam, I'm here to accompany my wife, afraid that my wife will not get used to it alone. After all, my wife is thin-skinned and still recognizes her child."

“…”

Qianqian seemed confused and angry, and a little at a loss.

Zhuo Yunxian spoke up with a "madam", which made Qianqian feel inexplicably strange.

It is kind and warm, and a little itchy, at least itchy, not too repulsive, nor is it really angry.

Having an identity means being justified...

As he thought about it, Qianqian was a little lost again.

Zhuo Yunxian led Qianqian to the window and looked up at the cold moonlight: "Madam, tell you a secret, a secret that even my parents don't know."

"What's the secret?"

After being interrupted like this, Qian Qian immediately came to her senses.

Zhuo Yunxian slowly spoke: "Actually, I have been innate since childhood and have three souls, which leads to being unable to fall asleep. So under normal circumstances, I don't have to sleep... In order to pass the time, I went to Taixu Illusion Realm to explore."

"Taixu Illusion? Where?"

"Taixu Illusion Realm is the remains of Taixu Immortal Sect, until I met you in an ancient tomb ruin... your sealed immortal soul."

Zhuo Yunxian told and recalled.

I have to say that my youth is always very clear and simple. I see whatever I see, and I never have to think about those intrigues.

Qian Qian listened silently to Zhuo Yunxian's story, and her heart felt a little sour: "Zhuo Yunxian, isn't he particularly lonely when he is alone?"

Everyone sleeps and I wake up alone, which is also a kind of loneliness.

"It's not good if you get used to it."

Zhuo Yunxian smiled and looked at Qianqian seriously.

Qianqian's words were asking the other party, as if he was asking himself.

Zhuo Yunxian's answer was about himself, and also about him.

In fact, Zhuo Yunxian did not complain because he had the care of his father and the care of his sister, and his life was quite happy. He was even very grateful to his former self. If he had not worked hard in loneliness and laid a solid foundation for himself, he would not have had the growth of accumulated strength, and he would not have the current self.

Therefore, Zhuo Yunxian had already felt relieved about the past.

In contrast, shallow loneliness is inner resentment, fear in the darkness, and confusion about the future.

The two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

After a while, Qianqian suddenly asked, "Zhuo Yunxian, if one day Qianmo wants to regain this body, who will you help?"

"You are Qianmo, Qianmo is you."

Zhuo Yunxian glanced at the other party deeply, his voice a little dry.

He was in a difficult situation, really in a difficult situation.

The shallow awakens from the abyss, and the heart is filled with resentment and murderous thoughts. Even in the process of killing the people, he gradually has an independent personality and will.

No one is willing to lose himself, and no one is willing to become a vassal of others.

But what can Zhuo Yunxian do? To destroy the will of the demon master and let Qianmo reintegrate his body?

Not to mention whether the Demon Kui would resist, I am afraid Qian Mo herself would not agree, because Zhuo Yunxian knew Qian Mo's pride and would never trample on the dignity of life, just like her attitude towards her evil thoughts.

However, after the soul body was separated, Qianmo's immortal soul became weaker and weaker. Although Qianmo had never said it, Zhuo Yunxian knew in his heart that something went wrong with Qianmo's soul body and it was likely to gradually dissipate.

Zhuo Yunxian would never allow such a thing to happen!

Qianqian didn't say anything, and she felt very conflicted.

Zhuo Yunxian suddenly pulled the other party's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone, maybe he can give us the answer."

Qianqian was stunned: "Who is it?"

"The old man in the throne, Qianmo's father."

As he spoke, Zhuo Yunxian's eyebrows flashed, and then disappeared from the spot with Qian Qian.

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Chapter completed!