Yao Yue held the Ice Sword hard and stabbed it down hard. The blade of the sword was deeply inserted into Chu Chen's body. She watched as the smile on Chu Chen's face withered little by little due to the pain.

Yao Yue pulled out the sword again, and the blood from the sword tip slid in an arc in the air, and a few drops fell on the hem of her white and gray skirt.

"aunt."

Yao Yue remained silent, her lips pursed tightly, and there was a coldness all over her body. Yan Huan looked very uneasy and couldn't help but make a sound.

The moon was rising, and she didn't know where to go. She just walked forward, with the howling wind blowing across her cheeks. She didn't stop until she was exhausted, and found herself in a town in the world.

The plague in the world has turned this city into an empty city. There are almost no people on the streets, and the excitement has turned into depression.

She found a vacant inn and sat down quietly.

Dust covered the table, and she sat down regardless.

After sitting quietly for a long time, footsteps came from behind.

"aunt."

It was Yan Huan who caught up.

Yao Yue turned her head and looked at Yan Huan who was standing timidly at the door, also in a state of embarrassment. Not far away, there was the Emperor of Heaven Susheng.

"Let's go back."

Yan Huan was about to say something but stopped, helped Yao Yue up and returned to Linyuan.

Yaoyue slept for two days and soaked in a hot spring in Linyuan for three days before coming out to see people.

The first one I saw was Huan Lang.

He squatted on the body of the fox with his two paws in front of him. He didn't know how long he had been squatting at the entrance of Snow Soul Palace.

Yao Yue smiled and said, "Huan Lang, are you feeling better?"

Huan Lang lowered his head, feeling depressed. He raised his head after a while and said, "Mother, are you happy now?"

Yao Yue paused when she was about to pour tea, frowned, put down the tea cup in her hand, and looked at Huan Lang, "Mother is fine now. Isn't Huan Lang happy?"

"I'm not happy, very unhappy."

Huan Lang's eyes narrowed, and there was something about to come in his empty eyes. What was floating in his eyes was something strange that Yao Yue couldn't understand.

"Mother, I heard everything."

Yao Yue was even more confused, "What did you hear?"

"You said, let daddy die! You shouted that you wanted him to die!"

Huan Lang's nine tails immediately stood up, and because of his anger, his pointed ears also stood up, "Mother, you let go on purpose, right?"

Yao Yue remembered that Huan Lang was shrunk and placed inside her front. Under the circumstances, it was possible that he was the only one who heard what she said.

But after hearing Huan Lang's empty accusation, Yao Yuerao became a little angry no matter how much he loved Huan Lang.

"So what? Is it possible that a little cursed god can trap him?"

At that time, Yan Li said that Mingyu had sealed the Demon Suppressing Bell with himself, but Yao Yue didn't believe it. Mingyu was a fox with many tricks and powerful magic power. She was the number one god of war in the three realms. She didn't believe him.

It's so easy.

Huan Lang was like a firecracker that was lit all of a sudden and exploded, "Mom, you are so selfish! Dad, he has spent most of his spiritual energy to save me during this period. Why do you think he doesn't show up anymore?

Outside the Snow Soul Palace? That's because his health is failing! But as soon as something happened to you, he came out! Mother, you said he is not a good person? I have never seen it. Which bad person would risk his own life to save others?

"

"Huan Lang! How can you talk to your mother like this!"

Yan Huan suddenly appeared and scolded Huan Lang, who was getting more and more excited.

Huan Lang snorted and quickly disappeared.

Yao Yue sat alone on a chair, the setting sun outside the window was like blood, the cherry blossom trees had lost all their petals, and there were no familiar figures under the tree.

"Is it true that Mingyu hasn't come out yet?"

Yan Huan looked at Yao Yue in the afterglow, her profile was as cold as snow.

"Aunt, what Huan Lang said is true. The Demon Suppressing Bell has been sealed. I heard the Emperor of Heaven said that Mingyu is the most powerful seal in the world."

That's right, the divine tripod in the divine formation was also sealed by Mingyu.

Yao Yue sneered, took a sip of light tea, and stopped talking.

"Auntie, Huan Lang is young, ignorant, and rude, so don't take it too seriously."

Yan Huan didn't know what to say. How to clearly calculate the dispute between Yao Yue and Ming Yu, and how to calculate it was also a huge problem. How could outsiders tell this?

Yao Yue hummed softly, and suddenly wanted to eat peach blossom cakes, so she told Yan Huan to ask the dining room to bring peach blossom cakes.

Yan Huan, who was about to go out, paused and wanted to say something, but seeing Yao Yue's nonchalant look, she chose to keep her mouth shut.

Soon, peach blossom cakes were served in the dining room.

Almost as soon as it was served, Yao Yue frowned. The shape of the peach blossom petals was not as beautiful as before. She picked up a piece, took a small bite, and put the peach blossom cake back on the plate.

"What is this? Can it be eaten? Wasn't it always cooked well in the past?"

The attendant immediately knelt down on the ground and said, "Lord Zhanyue, please spare my life. Maybe the chefs in the kitchen haven't made peach blossom cakes for a long time, and their skills may be rusty."

"Nonsense! Two days ago, I was still eating peach blossom cake!"

Yao Yue raised her hand and overturned the plate, and the peach blossom cake dregs were thrown all over the waiter's head. He did not dare to reach out and pat it, "Master Zhanyue, peach blossom cake, it has been a long time since the dining room has made it!"

"Auntie, we haven't made peach blossom cakes in the dining room for a long time."

Yan Huan strolled into the palace, waved his hand, and the poor attendant immediately left.

"Those peach blossom cakes were made by Mingyu himself. He knows that you like sweets and have high requirements for desserts, so he went to the kitchen and made them for you."

Yan Huan finished all this calmly.

With a snap, Yao Yue crushed the cup in her hand.

"Haha, you are getting more and more courageous each and every one of you. I was kept in the dark by you, and I didn't even know that someone was interfering with my food!"

Yao Yue suddenly stood up and went out the door.

Yan Huan immediately chased after him.

Yao Yue used Water Escape, and she flew in the sky. Their speeds were almost the same.

"Auntie, we really didn't hide it from you on purpose! Do you still think we will harm you?"

Yan Huan caught up with Yao Yue and was blocked in front.

"By bullying me and hiding things from me, does that mean you are treating me well?"

Yao Yue waved away Yan Huan's hand dissatisfied.

"Hey, what are you two standing here for? Arguing?"

Suddenly a teasing voice sounded.

The Emperor of Heaven, Su Sheng, was standing on top of the clouds with a smile on his face.

Yan Huan glared at him dissatisfied.

Su Sheng immediately knew what she was thinking and waved her hand, "I didn't mean to see a joke. Here, I have a big gift for you."

He raised his hand and flicked it, and a figure appeared on a cloud, gradually falling down and arriving in front of them.

"This was cleaned up by the Flower God, and he asked me to bring it to you. It's a pity that Chuchen was killed by your aunt too early, otherwise, there are some things that could have been asked more clearly."

After Susheng finished speaking, Tengyun went away, leaving this place to the two of them.

Yan Huan stepped forward. Sitting on the clouds was an elderly woman, dressed as a maid. She must be a servant of Jiutian.

"What's the matter with sending such a person here?"

Yan Huan felt baffled.

Yao Yue, however, knew this person and acted as an aide, describing this elderly woman.

"Should you answer it yourself, or will my sword make you answer it?"

The old woman was tied tightly with the fairy rope and nodded like garlic.

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It was dark outside the window, and there were luminous pearls placed on the four feet of the room, which were enough to illuminate the whole room.

The sound of the waves was still there, and Yao Yue was the only one in the room. Because of the sound of the waves, it didn't feel so deserted.

No longer in Linyuan, I can finally enjoy the moonlit night.

On the small table by the window, there are letters sent by Yan Huan during the day. Huan Lang's wedding day is coming soon.

How long Huan Lang has grown up, how long it has been since she last saw Huan Lang.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh. Who does that child Huan Lang look like? He has such a stubborn temper that he refuses to see her mother again.

Yao Yue turned over. The summer in the East China Sea was approaching, and she felt a little hot. She slowly got out of bed, and suddenly heard a soft knock at the door.
To be continued...