King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 311
"Do you want to go back to the world?"

These words were like a thunderbolt that exploded in Han Yujue's mind.

"Qingyan, what did you say?!" Han Yujue grabbed Mo Qingyan's hand excitedly, "What is the turning point? Can I return to the human world?"

Mo Qingyan sighed leisurely: "Actually, Brother Shen came to look for me."

"Shen Xiao?"

Han Yujue was stunned.

It seems that Yanhao has fulfilled his promise and completely set Shen Xiao free.

He left the Asura Realm, and went to the Heaven Realm to find Mo Qingyan.

This at least resolved one of Han Yu's resolutions.

"He went looking for you, did he want you to save me?" Han Yujue smiled helplessly.

"Yes. But as I said just now, Yanhao's approach is the most appropriate. You can no longer return to the human world."

Suddenly, a bad premonition surged in Han Yu's determination.

"He didn't just let it go, did he?"

Mo Qingyan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"What did he do?"

"The matter of changing fate against the sky." Mo Qingyan, who had always been calm and indifferent, gasped when he mentioned this matter, "He went to the Siming Star Palace outside Jiuchongtian."

"Designer Palace?"

The bad feeling is getting stronger and stronger, changing fate against the sky, can ordinary people do it?

Even though he is a man in the Asura Realm who is not governed by heaven and earth, and has no birth and no death, it doesn't mean that he can go against the way of heaven.

"He is the strongest Shura. Once he is completely released, even I can't stop him." Mo Qingyan sighed, "He broke into the Siming Star Palace and forcibly changed your fate."

"..."

Han Yujue was in a trance, so her fate had been rewritten by Shen Xiao, she was no longer the World Destroying Demon Lord, nor would she die at the hands of Murong Che?

But what are the consequences of doing so?
"Then what about him now? Since he can go to the Nine Heavens, he can also come to the ghost world, why doesn't he come to see me?"

Han Yujue asked, but there was a voice in her heart that kept telling her: You will not get the answer, it is impossible for you to get the answer.

"Before he left, he asked me to take you back to the world."

As expected, Mo Qingyan did not answer, but stretched out his hand to Han Yujue.

Although the corner of his lips evoked a smile, the melancholy between his brows never faded away.

"Come on, Miss Yujue. You can go back to your own life."

Floating life is like a dream. When you wake up, the fireworks are gone and the fireflies are gone.

Han Yujue followed Mo Qingyan to leave the ghost world and returned to the human world.

Since Mo Qingyan made the move, King Yan Luo and the ghost messengers from all walks of life did not dare to object, so they could only let him take Han Yujue away.

Rather, the sooner Han Yujue leaves, the happier they are.

The war between the human world and the Promise Demon Realm has ended, the Nighthawk Alliance has been destroyed, the territory has been divided between the Red Wind Nation and the Rolandon Federation, and this country no longer exists on the Illusory Sea Continent.

The military country that was so ambitious that it even did not hesitate to join hands with demons to conquer the mainland was finally punished and annihilated in the dust of history.

The vicissitudes of history have changed, and who can make a conclusion.

Although peace had been restored on the mainland, Han Yujue did not look for Murong Che after he returned to the human world.

She came to the Huanhai Mountain Range, under the Bingjue Peak.

"Hey! Girl! A new theater has been built in Linqi City. In addition to shadow puppetry, there are also puppet shows and puppet shows. A girl like you will like it!"

In Linqi City, a man stopped Han Yujue, trying to drag her into the courtyard to watch a play.

"What's playing today?" Han Yujue asked calmly.

"Today's show is amazing! It's the story of the eldest lady of the Han family and the sword master of the cold wind!"

Han Yujue's body shook slightly.

once--

On the boat on the underground river, the water is sparkling and blue light is dotted.

"No way, who wrote the story that smeared me so much?"

"I wrote it. I have already printed [-] copies. I plan to adapt it into an opera in the future, and invite opera troupes to tour the country."

In order to fight back, he said that he would draw [-] erotic pictures with her as the heroine and spread them around.

In order to keep her image, she had to compromise and promised to write a bunch of heroic deeds about him.

"Just write a story. I rescued a little zombie who was about to be burned at the stake. The two fell in love at first sight. After overcoming countless difficulties, they finally wandered the world hand in hand. How about it?"

"What a cheesy plot..."

Although she disgusted it at the time, she still took the time to write a new story, holding the mentality of "what if it becomes a masterpiece".

"Girl, how are you? Do you want to come in and have a look?" The man continued to persuade Han Yujue.

"Ah."

Han Yujue threw a silver coin to the man and walked into the theater.

The man was delighted and shouted: "There is a distinguished guest—give me a seat!"

Han Yujue sat in the private room on the second floor, watching the puppet show on the stage and telling a poignant love story.

She finally couldn't help it, and beckoned for the troupe boss.

"Hey, what's going on with your acting? I don't remember this kind of lingering story in the book."

The boss scratched his head, laughed and said, "Girl, let's adapt the story."

"You guys have to be faithful to the original work anyway, how can you change it randomly to cater to the audience's interest..." Han Yujue complained.

"No, girl! We all like this story, but we feel that some plots in the story are not reasonable, so we changed it... Everyone also said that we changed it very well, and it is more in line with reality!"

"It's in line with the reality... It's fine, let's go." Han Yu waved his hand impatiently.

"Hey, this is just the beginning, girl, you will know if you continue to read."

The boss smiled and left the private room.

"What the hell..." Han Yujue muttered, patiently continuing to look down.

Gradually, her expression changed from disgust to surprise, and then to bewilderment.

In the end, mist appeared in the eyes, and a few drops of tears fell.

So this is ah.

So, is this the real reality?

"Love is elsewhere, this love is sent far away..."

"I fell in love with you, but I was destined to leave. Instead of letting you suffer from missing me like I did, it would be better to let you think that I am a vagabond and never miss me again."

"What a silly girl...Silly little zombie, may he love you forever, just like I love you..."

The monologue of the puppet in the play really looks like Shen Xiao standing in the wind and snow like a green pine, his eyes full of helplessness and tenderness, whispering his heartfelt words.

It was only now that she could understand his intentions and everything he had done.

The troupe owner looked at the private room on the second floor, and proudly said to the boy next to him, "Look, that girl said just now that we didn't reform well, and now she's crying."

The little boy smiled and replied: "That's right, although this book is well written, it looks like an awkward love story no matter how you look at it, and I don't know what the person who wrote the book was thinking..."

(End of this chapter)