After I was convicted of killing my husband, I was chained around the waist by the Demon Lord and dr

Ji Shirou pouted, trotted over and hugged her arm like a baby, "Don't make fun of me, I know I accidentally got knocked out by their powder.

In fact, I just can’t bear to hear him talk about me like that. He is acting like this before we get married. Maybe he will ridicule me in the future! "Speaking of this, Ji Shirou lowered her head slightly.

Meng Qinghe clearly caught the flash of hesitation in her eyes.

Meng Qinghe: "..."

Father, danger!

She raised her eyebrows, remembering what she saw in the God's Mirror. Not only would her father not ridicule her in the future, but he would obey her mother in everything.

Meng Qinghe thought for a while and decided to say a few good words for his father, "I think... he is just too scared."

"Afraid? He wasn't the one who was taken away. What should he be afraid of?" Ji Shirou immediately became angry when she thought of his face.

Meng Qinghe shook his head repeatedly and said softly: "You don't know that the moment he learned that you were missing, his voice was trembling.

He tried his best on the way to find you, fearing that something would happen to you if he was too late, which showed that he was really worried about you. "

"real?!"

Ji Shirou was surprised and doubtful flashed in her eyes, how could he care about me so much?
Meng Qinghe shrugged, "Of course it's true. Why should I lie to you about this?"

Ji Shirou thought about it and felt it made sense. She couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly: "Since he cares so much about me, let's forget about it."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Qinghe finally walked out of Ji Shirou's house.

After returning to her room, when she saw the man sitting on the couch practicing, she did not go up to disturb him. Instead, she came to the chair by the window and sat down.

"Why don't you come over, madam?"

Hearing the sound, Meng Qinghe stopped pouring tea and said without raising his head: "Isn't it because I'm afraid of disturbing you."

Luo Xuanming chuckled, stood up slowly and walked quickly towards her, with a low voice: "I like to be disturbed by Madam."

Meng Qinghe frowned, "When did you become so glib?"

"What I say to Madam, I always speak from my heart and never adulterate." Luo Xuanming approached her with an innocent tone.

Meng Qinghe twitched the corner of his mouth, and a trace of helplessness flashed between his eyebrows: "Can you tell me what will happen next?"

How could Luo Xuanming refuse? It's just that he didn't know much.

"More and more people are being harmed by evil cultivators. What is the purpose of doing this? Do they want to dominate the entire continent?" Meng Qinghe thought about it and felt it was impossible.

The evil cultivator has lost many treasures, and the suppressed monsters are even more uncontrollable. How can he successfully rule the entire continent?
Luo Xuanming was silent for a moment, "I think he is taking revenge!"

"Revenge against those who have a grudge against evil cultivators?" Meng Qinghe guessed.

Hearing this, Luo Xuanming's eyes flashed with contemplation, thinking carefully about what would happen next, and said thoughtfully: "There is another news, I don't know whether it is true or not."

"what news?"

Luo Xuanming spoke in a deep voice: "I heard that Zhao Chengyu, the leader of the evil cultivator, had a master who was very kind to him and was poisoned deep in the sanctuary forest.

In order to keep his master alive, Zhao Chengyu asked for medicine everywhere, but no one helped him because of his identity as an evil cultivator. "

Meng Qinghe frowned and sounded suspicious: "Is this news reliable?"

Luo Xuanming narrowed his eyes and continued to speak softly: "Such news did come out back then, but at that time, Zhao Chengyu had already been dealt with by the rising talent."

"He also went to the Demon Clan and the Monster Clan to ask for medicine back then?" Meng Qinghe asked curiously.Luo Xuanming nodded without hesitation, "Not just the demons and monsters, but also all the major sects of the human race, major aristocratic families and even the royal family, Zhao Chengyu has knelt down and begged for medicine.

There is also the remote Northern Territory, where the Spirit Clan and Wu Clan are rarely seen. It is said that Zhao Chengyu also took his master there. "

Meng Qinghe: "..."

poor person must have something mean.

This is also Zhao Chengyu's choice. From the moment he became an evil cultivator, he should have understood that when something happened, it would be good if no one was added to the trouble.

No one will come to the rescue!
Meng Qinghe quickly retracted his thoughts and said thoughtfully: "So after his master died, he secretly planned revenge on everyone?"

"Maybe." Luo Xuanming nodded.

This is just their guess, based on the news they heard later. As for the truth, they don’t know...

"It seems that the evil cultivators are far more powerful than we imagined."

Meng Qinghe originally thought that the evil cultivator's strength was nothing more than that of a sect.

The number of people ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands, but now it seems that no matter where they are, they are full of evil cultivators.

Thinking of the protective shield under the well in the East District, Meng Qinghe said firmly: "There are experts among the evil cultivators!"

"Yes." Luo Xuanming reached out and hugged her tightly, and said slowly in a low and magnetic voice: "Madam, don't worry, I will protect my parents this time."

Meng Qinghe's eyes narrowed, and he immediately took out the blood-devouring bead from the space and handed it to him, "Thank you very much, husband."

Luo Xuan meditated and returned the things, "Madam got this, which means it is destined to Madam. How can it be given to others?"

He thought that with his current level of cultivation, not many could become his opponents.

Although Meng Qinghe is a strong man in the Fusion Stage, in this era where strong men dominate, there are many old monsters who have long since disappeared from the world.

If riots still occur in the future, if Meng Qinghe has the power of the blood-devouring beads to help, the danger will be reduced.

"Are you going to reject me?" Meng Qinghe raised his eyes and stared at him, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Seeing this, Luo Xuanming sighed in his heart and put the blood-devouring bead into the space.

"No, how could I refuse Madam?" He said this, but he was a little worried in his heart.

Especially seeing her firm eyes, Luo Xuanming felt a bad feeling in his heart, and then expressed his guess: "Madam is making preparations before leaving?"

His expression remained the same as before, his deep eyes stared at her crookedly, but his voice had a subtle tremor when he spoke.

It had to be said that Luo Xuanming really understood her, and Meng Qinghe did not deny this.

She spoke softly: "My memory of this place is getting blurry. It may be that I don't belong to this era, and I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long.

I hand over the Blood-devouring Bead to you in the hope that you can absorb the power inside, and finally help my parents more. "

"Yes! As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to them!" Luo Xuanming's eyes were firm, and the hand holding her couldn't help but use a little force.

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Meng Qinghe said in a coquettish tone, "You hurt me."

Luo Xuanming seemed to have just come to his senses and let go of his hand with a somewhat reluctant expression.

Seeing his somewhat lost expression, Meng Qinghe felt depressed and pretended to be relaxed: "Luo Xuanming, you must also protect yourself.

Just like in the previous life, appear in front of me properly! "