"Qinghui."
Yu Feng unlocked the sleeping spell and gently woke up Qinghui, "You're home."
Qinghui opened her sleepy eyes. She looked at the bloody sky and dark earth in front of her, with confusion flashing in her eyes.
"Master, where are you? Am I not sleeping?"
"My home, here?"
Because he was inside the jade pendant, Yan Yun could not know the situation outside and could only barely understand it through the words of the two.
She is really Qinghui.
Yan Yun wished she could go out and kill Yu Feng now, but she couldn't. The matter was not over yet. She wanted to find Song Qingyue.
If the Song Qingyue who came back was Qinghui, what about Song Qingyue?
Qinghui can come back, which means that Yu Feng has already deployed the Chaos Formation, but maybe something went wrong.
What could go wrong?
Is it that the demonic energy cannot be eradicated at all? Or is there something wrong with the demonic roots, so he transfers the carrier again and again.
"This is the main city of Magic City."
They came to the mottled city wall. Even after so many years, the blood stains on the city wall were still heavily branded on it.
An unexplainable emotion flashed in Qinghui's eyes, which was immediately replaced by innocence.
They entered the city and walked on the street. They could see that there were still broken weapons on the ground, which were sparse and sad.
When they passed by a house, Yan Yun was suddenly attracted by a strange force.
She was so confused that she suddenly lost consciousness, as if a grain of sand fell into the water, spinning and falling.
…
When Yan Yun regained consciousness, she was in a busy market.
The people here have strange red lights on their heads, and they are all demons... Just like in the ordinary human world, they open their shops and sell goods as usual.
It's just that the things sold are all kinds of strange, including bones, flesh and blood, inner elixirs...
She tried shouting "Ducai" but got no reply.
Is this another illusion?
"Hey, why do you feel like you're not a demon?"
A person passing by her noticed something was wrong and looked at her with evil eyes.
Yan Yun was shocked to realize that the demons here could see her, so she casually walked over and ran away.
She couldn't figure out the mechanism here, and was afraid that if she died inside, she would die outside.
Yan Yun ran to a deserted alley. This place was really different from the demon world she had imagined. She thought it would be like just now.
The blood-colored sky that cannot be seen through, and the heavy and oppressive black earth.
"Are you human?"
The voice was so gentle, "This is not the place you should be."
When she raised her head, she saw a camellia tree sprouting from the wall.
Under the clear light, the trees are full of stunning red flowers, each one overlapping to form a cluster of flowers.
They stretch in all directions, telling the world its fragrance and beauty.
The person under the wall saw a tree full of flowers, but the person on the wall never stared at her face through the flowers.
Yan Yun couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand. This man was a demon. His face was looming under the dense camellia trees and he couldn't see clearly.
"In a quarter of an hour, there will be demon soldiers patrolling the city."
Rong Hui lay in the corner and looked at her face carefully. She looked a bit like Qing Hui.
But she's better looking.
"If you believe me, I can help you."
"I don't believe you."
Yan Yun was straightforward. Seeing that he had no intention of harming him, he held the sword and prepared to leave.
But from a distance, she saw the aura of the demon soldiers approaching, so she attacked from both sides.
Accompanied by several voices at the same time, "There is a human race coming to our demon world. I just saw her coming here."
She was in a dilemma, seeing that they were about to discover her, Yan Yun had no choice but to jump into the yard with the camellia tree.
"I am also a human race, and I am not fully human."
Rong Hui, who was lying on the wall, turned his head and looked at her with a gentle smile on his lips.
"My mother is human."
No wonder, she felt a contradictory atmosphere in this person.
There is demonic energy in his body, but the aura that comes out is so pure.
Yan Yun looked up and saw that his face was slightly blurred in the light, his brows were as gentle as jade, and he was looking at her with a faint smile.
In him, there is a sense of intimacy that is not overly ostentatious, not overly refined, and just right.
"Thank you, where is this?"
Yan Yun did not relax his vigilance, but also took back the Dawn Sword in his hand.
"This is the main city of Magic City."
He said softly, as if he was afraid of scaring her. The clothes on his body were washed a little white, and flowed like water as he walked down.
"In exchange, can you tell me your name? My name is Rong Hui."
"My name is Xiao Hu."
The main city of Magic City?
"What time is it now?"
A thought flashed through Yan Yun's mind and he asked tentatively.
Is she going back to the past?
After listening to Rong Hui's answer, she was sure that she had indeed returned to the past, and it was the melee between humans and demons, on the eve of the battle of Yushui City.
She is going to Yushui City.
"Yushui City is over the border. Well, if you want to go, you may have to wait three days to open the city gate and sneak out."
Rong Hui's eyes fell on her. The courtyard was full of spring light, but his appearance was not as beautiful as hers.
He couldn't help but wonder what she was here for.
Rong Hui was the only one living here. He thoughtfully arranged a room for her and gave her all his favorite pastries.
"Don't you suspect that I am a spy?"
Yan Yun tried to trick him calmly, but she didn't believe there was anything good about it without any reason.
Hearing this, he just shook his head, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"
No one cares about him. He is an unpopular son of the Demon Lord. Even if he is a spy, what can he get from him?
When he said this, Yan Yun was slightly stunned.
Although several groups of demon soldiers came outside to ask questions, they were sent back by him.
"Tsk, a half-demon thinks of himself as his master."
He seemed not to be able to see the naked contempt in the eyes of the demon soldier, and just said thank you and closed the door.
"Sorry for causing you any trouble, I'm leaving now."
Yan Yun walked out of the darkness, listening to the faint sarcasm outside the door, his eyes full of apologies.
She walked towards the back, wanting to jump out from there.
"No, I told you I would help you,"
Seeing that she was really about to leave, Rong Hui hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, but soon let go as if he was electrocuted, "There are magic soldiers outside now..."
"They won't come in and search, they don't dare."
"And they would have said that to me even without you."
He had long been accustomed to it.
Seeing the slightly flustered and cautious look on his face, Yan Yun was a little confused and said, "Okay."
Hearing that she stayed, Rong Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and joy flashed in his eyes. No one had talked to him for a long time.
Yan Yun stayed here honestly for the past two days, but Rong Hui suddenly went out on the third day.
When he came back, he handed her a token to leave the city and a green bracelet that could contain the human aura.
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Yan Yun didn't understand. After a long time, she came up with a reason and asked tentatively, "Do you want me to take you with me?"
In the past two days, Rong Hui asked her many things about the outside world. It was not that she had not seen the envy and yearning in his eyes.
Whenever this happened, she felt deeply helpless and desolate.
"I can't leave. If I leave, my mother won't be able to live."
Rong Hui shook his head. His mother was still imprisoned in the Demon Palace. As long as he lived, her mother could live.
"Help me see the outside world."
…
On the fourth day, the city gate finally opened, and it was time for Yan Yun to leave.
"I know your name is not Xiaohu, can you tell me your real name?"
Rong Hui stood under the camellia tree, the shadow cast by the tree fell on his face, and his narrow eyes were like gurgling spring water.
He looked at Yan Yun with no impurity in his eyes, always smiling.
At this time, a camellia tree fell down.
"Look, it's sad that you're gone too."
Rong Hui smiled and bent down, his light pink clothes flowing like water with his movements. He picked up the camellia that was about to wither and stretched out his hand to her.
"Thank you, my name is Yanyun."
Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes, burying the sadness in his eyes.
She took the camellia. It was lighter in color, but still fragrant and beautiful.
"Okay, you're welcome. I hope everything goes well for you."
Rong Hui still smiled lightly, silently chanting her name in his heart and giving her sincere blessings.
He knew he couldn't keep her, so he might as well help her.
"If you are tired, you are always welcome here."
"good."
She responded softly, her fingers trembling slightly.
At this moment, she actually began to feel helpless anger.
Looking at Yan Yun's leaving figure, Rong Hui didn't leave for a long time.
