After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

The stars, like a river, illuminated the night.

Inside Jizhou City... the stargazer, who could see the stars, pointed tremblingly at the sky.

"W-what-what...where are these stars from?!"

"Where is my Ziwei star?!"

"Where's Sister Shiyan?!"

"Where have they all gone?!"

The "Demon Lord of a Lifetime" has descended upon the world, bringing misfortune and disaster. How could this possibly be an auspicious day?

But... when Jun Qianrou looked up at the sky, what she saw seemed to be a magnificent miracle.

But... was it just her imagination?

I always felt there was a hint of... sour vinegar smell permeating the starry sky.

"As for... the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe."

"Since Qianrou doesn't have time, then..."

"I'll put it on Qianrou first." The girl looked at Jun Qianrou with a bright smile. "What does Qianrou think?"

A raging inferno surged within the Demon Lord's heart.

All she wanted to do now was slap this mortal who had messed with her mind and kill him.

But... his lips trembled, "Okay..."

"nice."

There will never be anyone this good-looking again in the world.

"That……"

"Is it good that Qianrou is back?"

The teacher said to take a step forward.

The Demon Lord's crimson eyes lit up; this guy had finally crossed that insurmountable barrier.

She was ready to take action, wanting to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

But... the movement of his body was to directly tackle the girl to the snow.

Shi Yan hugged Jun Qianrou.

He let the girl's breath melt the snowflakes on her neck.

The phoenix crown lay fallen to the side, the hairpins pulled from the bun... a few fine strands of hair rippled in the wind and snow.

The embroidered robe spread out.

A red dress blooms like petals in the snowy field.

Gazing at the stars, the woman formed from the stars felt sour that she almost bit her lips raw.

Shi Yan pressed down firmly on Jun Qianrou's shoulders.

"The Heaven of Parting Sorrows—"

"Follow your heart...do as you please...follow your desires...be free and unrestrained..."

A little trivia for the day after tomorrow... The phoenix coronet and embroidered robe actually do not include clothing.

A vast ice field, adorned in red.

Jun Qianrou curled up behind Shi Yan, her head buried in the girl's neck, her face flushed with shyness.

The girl's small hands cautiously and tentatively clung to Shi Yan's shoulders.

The breaths he exhaled seemed intensely hot.

Even she wasn't quite sure what was going on. Clearly... she was the one who had reached the Immortal Ascension Realm, and Shi Yan had even sacrificed his own cultivation.

The difference between the two people is like heaven and earth, like mud and clouds.

But... by the time her will regained control of her body... it had already turned into this shameful state.

The Frost Crimson Witch surrendered far too quickly.

The situation where the dragon was on top of the enemy could actually collapse like this.

Jun Qianrou had also thought about struggling to get down.

But let alone moving his legs, even gripping Shi Yan's shoulders tightly seemed to have become a difficult task.

A slight tingling sensation began to emerge from my fingertips and gradually spread.

Jun Qianrou could only obediently and obediently let the girl carry her down the mountain.

The girl gently bit her lips.

Shi Yan's hair, whipped up by the wind and snow, covered her face.

The hairpin she had casually pulled out earlier had been swept away somewhere in the wind and snow, so Shi Yan could only pull open a little part of her skirt to tie her hair up.

As for... why not open the storage ring?

In order to return to the "young man" image that Jun Qianrou saw when they first met, Shi Yan's cultivation level has plummeted to an unprecedented low.

Cultivation level

none……

The rings around her neck and the many rings on her hands naturally became ornaments.

Although---

For Shi Yan at this point, the so-called cultivation level was no longer of any significance.

If Shi Yan, transformed into Li Hentian, truly wanted to open the storage ring, he would naturally have a thousand or ten thousand ways to do so.

But... she didn't want to drive.

As for why...

The girl behind him was beautiful and delicate, and Shi Yan didn't want to spoil the mood.

However, Shi Yan's hair seems to have grown a bit too long.

Although it's not quite as exaggerated as ankle-length, it's still fine if it reaches between the knees.

If you only tie the ends and roots of your hair tightly, it's still not enough to keep it under control.

Her hair fluttered in the wind and snow, carrying a cloying fragrance that made the girl lying on Shi Yan's back feel restless.

Jun Qianrou slightly hunched her neck, pressed her head down, and used her chin to cover her hair.

The girl almost completely leaned on Shi Yan's shoulder.

Shi Yan suppressed his breathing and lifted the girl's body, which seemed about to slip down, up a little more.

When Jun Qianrou transformed into the "First Life Demon Lord"... she was still wearing the "Frost Rainbow Valley" dress.

But later... that dress was cut open again and again during her fight with Mo Shu.

When Mo Shu unleashed her "Martial Saint Stance" with a single strike, it shattered completely.

Simply put... the floor-length gown that the "First Demon Lord" wore, which resembled a bright red off-the-shoulder evening dress, was actually formed from pure demonic energy.

Under the onslaught of "Lihentian", Jun Qianrou, who was forcibly turned from "One Lifetime Demon Lord" back into the petite and dependent girl by Shi Yan, naturally lost control of that demonic energy.

Even if one's cultivation level is still at the Immortal Ascension Realm.

but--

"The Demon Lord of One Lifetime" is indeed "The Demon Lord of One Lifetime".

That demonic energy was beyond Jun Qianrou's control.

Moreover... the storage ring he always carried had long since shattered completely amidst that raging, overwhelming wave of demonic flames.

In this situation, they were almost disarmed.

Jun Qianrou could only cower and cling to Shi Yan's back, letting him carry her down the mountain.

However... he wasn't completely naked.

If that were the case, Jun Qianrou would rather let herself rest and recover a little from the power of "Lihentian" to regain some of her spiritual energy.

Then, dig into the glacier and borrow some cloth or a storage ring from Mo Shu.

Outside, Mo Shu: Aren't you polite?

Although... before that, the "rescue team" from Shi Yan's side may have already broken this awkward silence.

Jun Qianrou wore Shi Yan's phoenix crown on her forehead and Shi Yan's wedding robe.

Fortunately, the bridal gown was quite spacious.

In addition to the crimson silk dress, Shi Yan also had a shawl that she could use to make do.

The girl crouching behind Shi Yan did resemble some of the adorable girls Shi Yan had seen before... the kind who would dress themselves up as Christmas presents.

The snowfield, adorned with the giant swords reaching the sky and the red silk transformed from Shi Yan's scattered cultivation, resembled a ten-mile-long red bridal procession. Shi Yan carried Jun Qianrou slowly as they walked.

Jun Qianrou looked at the red silk, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

"Teacher's words..."

"Why did you disperse your cultivation?" The voice was soft and gentle, as if it could seep water.

Shi Yan's steps suddenly stopped.

At this point, she couldn't very well say something like "cultivation" or "whatever it is," as it was all irrelevant to her.

The girl beneath him had long since transcended the mortal world and the passage of time, transforming into a demonic being—such an unpleasant statement.

Shi Yan held the girl's thighs and lifted her back up, preventing her from sliding off his back.

Jun Qianrou gripped the fabric on Shi Yan's shoulder and bit her lip lightly.

"What is Xiu about..."