With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 534 Emperor Fuyuan

His domineering aura, even with just a sliver of it, caused the surrounding air to freeze.

He walked towards her step by step. In the hazy light and shadow, his clothes moved without wind, fluttering like the wings of a raven, carrying an invisible aura that seemed to shake the thick fog around him and make it slightly disperse.

He walked extremely slowly, each step landing on the ground as if he were not actually touching it.

His footsteps were silent, yet Su Muyao's heart pounded rapidly with each step.

As he walked over step by step, his figure became clearer and clearer. His shoulders were straight like a solitary peak, his waist was neatly cinched, and the black fabric outlined a smooth and powerful silhouette. Yet, he seemed to carry a nonchalant and sinister charm, like a dark rose, dangerous yet captivating.

Su Muyao seemed to sense his presence, and she tried to see his true appearance through the light and shadow before her.

It felt like he was very close, and I could vaguely see his cold, white jawline as sharp as if it had been carved by a knife, and the curve of his thin lips seemed to contain a faint smile, but I couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes, or his true appearance.

It was as if his face was always shrouded in a hazy glow, like looking through a layer of flowing water, making it impossible to see clearly.

The feeling was strange and wonderful, as if he did not belong to this world, like a phantom that would disappear in the next second.

Only when he stood before her did his astonishing aura subside slightly, transforming into a gentle warmth.

Su Muyao then realized that he was more than a head taller than her, and she had to tilt her head slightly to meet his gaze.

Those were extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, their pupils as deep as a cold pool.

But when he looked down into her eyes, they were filled with an unyielding tenderness and doting affection, with a soft luster.

Su Muyao was stunned by the look in his eyes.

As the morning mist gradually dissipated around him, he raised his hand, his well-defined fingers seemingly wanting to touch the top of her head, but then paused in mid-air. His deep, pleasant voice rang in her ear, carrying a sigh of long-awaited reunion: "Little girl, it's been a long time."

His voice was so pleasant, with a soft, murmuring laugh.

Su Muyao's pupils dilated in shock; these words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in her mind.

The name is affectionate and familiar, but even when I try hard to recall past memories, I can't remember where I've heard it before.

She stared blankly at the man before her. He was standing right in front of her, and she could clearly see the dark patterns embroidered on his black clothes, but his blurry features and the strange yet familiar feeling filled her with astonishment and confusion.

"You..." Su Muyao opened her mouth, blinked, and asked, "Do we know each other?"

Why did his tone make it sound like they were old acquaintances?

"And why can't I see your face clearly?"

"Can I see clearly?"

Upon hearing this, the man's thin lips curved into a deeper smile, and the doting affection in his eyes almost overflowed.

He didn't answer, but just looked at her quietly. After a long while, he smiled and said, "This is an illusion, so you can't see my exact appearance. Even if you see it for a moment, you won't remember it."

"My true appearance can only be seen by my wife. If you agree to be my wife now, I can let you see my face clearly at once."

These words sounded even more familiar.

It was as if some mist was spreading through Su Muyao's mind, and something was about to emerge.

It was as if a needle imbued with spiritual power suddenly pierced Su Muyao's memory, and the next second, the long-sealed memories surged forth.

Her eyelashes trembled violently, and her pupils contracted. "You...you're a sword spirit?"

"But, but that's not right."

"How could you be the legendary dragon beastman?" Su Muyao suddenly remembered that Mei Qingchen once had a sword, which the evil soul threw into Death Valley on the way to exile.

Death Valley is an extremely mysterious place on the continent of mortal beasts; no living being that falls into Death Valley can survive.

When she traveled back in time and woke up again, Mei Qingchen was not in the Beiluo tribe. Later, he returned and threatened to kill her.

She then learned that he had jumped into Death Valley and retrieved the sword during that time.

Although the sword was found, a sword spirit somehow appeared within it.

The sword spirit was mysterious, but it protected her.

When Mei Qingchen was threatening to kill her, he was determined to protect her and speak up for her, which left Mei Qingchen feeling helpless.

Of course, she entered the world of the sword spirit while helping Mei Qingchen purify the sword, and saw him under the peach blossom tree.

He was wearing a mask at the time, and she was curious and wanted to take it off, but he said that he only showed his face to his wife.

He even wanted her to be his wife, so she quickly ran away.

Later, when Mei Qingchen returned to her family and awakened, the sword spirit seemed to have left.

For so long, she had neither seen him nor heard any news about him.

Oh, right, it seems that Mei Qingchen was able to safely escape from Death Valley because of the sword spirit.

Thinking of this, she stared at the person in front of her in disbelief, forgetting to even her breathing. Her expression turned astonished and delighted.

"I thought the little girl had forgotten about me."

As he spoke, the man bent down slightly, gently touched her hair, tidied the wind-blown strands, and asked softly, "Are you happy to see me?"

Su Muyao nodded. "Yes, I didn't know where you went before."

Later, I didn't know anything about him and I was worried, but as time went on, I couldn't find out, so it was gradually sealed away in the depths of my memory.

"Are you ok?"

The man sighed softly and said, "Oh no, this is bad."

"I haven't seen the little girl for a long time, and I really miss her."

When he looked down at her, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be naturally full of affection, and with those words, Su Muyao's heart was completely captivated.

Su Muyao knew that when he was a sword spirit, he could easily bewitch people. At this moment, she calmed herself and avoided looking into his eyes. "Why do I see you in the painting? Are you called Di Fuyuan? Why are you a dragon beastman?"

Su Muyao had many questions in her mind. She remembered that when she looked at the portrait, the name written in the lower corner of the portrait was Di Fuyuan.

Di Fuyuan chuckled and said, "Little girl, you have so many questions. Where should I begin?"

“My name is indeed Di Fuyuan. Little girl, you can call me Brother Di. I think it sounds nice.”

Su Muyao's lips twitched upon hearing these words.

However, the next second, Di Fuyuan said in a serious tone, "But the little girl guessed correctly, I am indeed a dragon beastman, from the dragon race."

"There is a wisp of my divine consciousness in this painting. My divine consciousness carries the pressure of the dragon race. Ordinary people cannot withstand it. They will feel uncomfortable when they see this painting and will not be able to see the mystery in it."

“But you are different, little girl. I will not hurt you. It is fate that you entered the world in the painting and saw my true form.”

Sorry, I was too busy today. I was so tired when I got back that I fell asleep immediately. Even after falling asleep, I kept thinking about updating, so I woke up. But I woke up a bit late, so I quickly started writing to update everyone. However, the update time is still a bit late. The plot of the book is very interconnected, and the beginning and end are all connected. Many of you readers are very observant and even guessed Blade & Soul right away.