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Luofu Mountain has not had clear moonlight for a thousand years.
Yulan bit her lip and looked at Changheng, answering with a non sequitur, "In the past, the most poisonous substance between the three realms was the turbid air of the Heavenly Annihilation, but now I have become a poison that can counteract the Heavenly Annihilation."
"When I first took form after being reincarnated, Upper God made me drink a tranquilizer, and used three hundred years to extract the poison from my body. At that time, my toxicity was not very strong, only able to purify a few miles of Luofu Mountain, and could not completely resist the turbid aura of the water god..."
At this point, the bitterness in my heart surged.
Originally, the reason why Changheng appeared at Luofu Mountain, why he kept pestering her, and why he taught her spells was so that she could purify the soul for his beloved as soon as possible.
Yulan paused and continued, "In another seven days, the Thousand-year Tree Demon in me will be able to bloom and bear fruit. At that time, I will use the juice of my poisonous fruit to cleanse the Water God's three souls and seven spirits. The Water God's soul will naturally be restored. But in the next seven days, I need to return to my true form to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, so I will not stay here to continue disturbing the Upper God."
"Yulan, actually I..."
In the quiet night, a trace of emotion that Yulan couldn't understand flashed in Changheng's deep peach blossom eyes.
After a while, he hesitated to speak, "Alright. I'll wait for you."
He was not waiting for me, but for his beloved Rose. Yulan then smiled bitterly and left with the wind.
Senior Brother said that the word "willful" is no longer enough to describe the foolish things Yulan has done over the past thousand years, but fortunately, everything Yulan has done is worthwhile.
This not only makes Changheng care deeply about Yulan, but also allows Yulan to purify the entire Luofu Mountain.
Changheng's extraordinary concern for Yulan is simply the greatest irony. Yulan takes a deep breath and lets the first tear of her life dry in the night air.
Seven days later, a large patch of pale-colored flowers bloomed on Yulan's branches.
Yulan originally planned to completely cut ties with Changheng after bearing fruit, never to have any contact again. But she didn't expect the Demon King hiding in the depths of the underworld to come to Luofu Mountain and try to uproot Yulan completely.
"Let go of me! I've never heard of men and women not being close. You turtle grandson Demon King!" A heart-wrenching pain came from her feet as Yulan swung a tree branch and cursed.
"Men and women should not get too close? You, Black Mountain Old Demon, at your age, still have the nerve to accuse me of taking advantage of you. I never want to bully the elderly, but the fruit you have can save the life of Changheng's beloved in the heavenly realm. If I lose to him, I will let him live in misery for the rest of his life.
Hearing the Demon King's harsh and arrogant laughter, Yulan covered his ears in discomfort. But at that moment, Yulan saw Changheng rushing in with the Dragon Chant Sword pointed at the Demon King."
"Demon King, if you are willing to let her go, I will spare your life," Yulan said as Changheng released her ears to listen.
"Hmph, if you don't drop your sword, I will take her life!" As soon as Demon King finished speaking, Yulan, whose roots were forcibly torn apart, let out a painful scream.
Yulan thought that Changheng would at least choose to confront the Demon King's grandson in order to buy time and come up with a plan. But at this moment, Changheng unexpectedly didn't want to let go of the Dragon's Roar Sword in his hand.
The saying goes, "Too much concern leads to chaos." How much does he really care about Rose to be willing to face the threat of the Demon King's destruction, not only for Yulan, but also...
"Changheng, as a lofty Upper God of the heavenly realm, how can you be threatened by the Demon King?"
After concentrating her mind and enduring the pain, Yulan threw the fruit of her efforts to Changheng, then shouted, "Demon King, a thousand years ago you destroyed my Luofu Mountain, and I haven't settled the score with you yet. Now you've come to me on your own. Today is your death date!"
While the Demon King was still rejoicing over Changheng's abandonment of the sword, Yulan immediately stuffed a large handful of fruit into the Demon King's mouth.
Yulan's fruit can purify the turbid air with poison, so naturally it can also make the soul of the Demon King who eats the poisonous fruit scatter. But before that, Yulan's life will naturally be lost in the hands of the Demon King.
"Yulan, why are you always so reckless and willful, never taking your own life seriously!" Seeing Yulan's roots destroyed by the Demon King, Changheng cursed in pain with red eyes.
Yulan had never seen Changheng lose control like this before. Gasping for his last breath, Yulan laughed in a way that was even more pitiful than crying, saying, "I... not only bore the poisonous fruit that can purify the turbid energy of the Water God, but also killed the descendant of the Demon King... Upper God... Yulan has died for you twice. If there is a next life, I only hope to serve Upper God and not have to drink with Yulan again..."
"Yulan, I will never stand by and watch you die again!"
Before closing his eyes, Changheng's scalding tears fell on Yulan's lips, leaving an extremely bitter taste.
Three hundred years later, Yulan became one of the most poisonous substances in the three realms.
The highly toxic Yulan was transplanted into his heart by the Upper God of the heavens, who is not afraid of death, with its Dragon Blood and Yulan true body, from then on, Yulan and he shared the same life and death.
"My junior sister, is she okay?"
During the three hundred years of Yulan's slumber, she would occasionally hear the voice of Shong Ling. But more often, she would hear the voice of her host, Changheng.
"Yulan, you are not only willful and stubborn, but also foolish and clumsy!"
Every day, Changheng never forgets to scold Yulan once. But after scolding, he will sigh helplessly while covering the area of his heart.
Yulan has already saved his beloved's life, what else is he upset about.
Just as Yulan couldn't figure out why Changheng was feeling sentimental, Yulan unexpectedly heard him say to the water god who turned back to the heavenly realm, " Rose, I know in my heart that you have feelings for me, but in my eyes, you will always be the little sister who used to follow me and ask for candy.
At first, I didn't know who she was. When I saw her again, she had become foolishly devoted, turning into a plant thriving in the turbid air just to save you.
I am both angry and annoyed. After she transformed again, I didn't give her a good face. I have never been able to say that to her, but when I saw her sacrifice herself again because of me, what made me even angrier was myself, angry that I had always been waiting for her to speak first, and never told her that I had liked her since the first time I saw her.
"My goodness!" Upon hearing Changheng's words, Yulan couldn't help but exclaim in her heart.
Changheng... Is that really me he's talking about?!
Yulan asked herself three times in a row, but in this world, there is only one pressing for a quick decision born in turbid air, and that is Yulan!
So it turns out that Changheng... actually likes me!
"That sentence 'In fact, from the moment I first saw her, I fell in love with her.' is like a long-lasting spring breeze that cannot be dispersed, fluttering in Yulan's heart, and finally Yulan couldn't help but open her eyes when Changheng was staring blankly in the middle of the night.
Seeing Yulan suddenly appear in front of him, Changheng was stunned as if seeing a ghost, and said, ' Yulan... Is it you?'"
His outstretched hand lingered in mid-air, hesitating to touch Yulan's face. At this moment, his burning gaze was mixed with a hint of fear. Seeing his trembling fingertips, Yulan raised a faint smile and rose with the wind to kiss his slightly cool lips.
Yulan said, "It is said that the Dragon Clan presents the Dragon horn hairpin to their beloved as a sign of marriage. Since I have been your personal maid for two hundred years, the colorful delicate hairpin made from dragon horns should be given to me, and... I also want your bouquet!"
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