Not only did Xiaoyao know Hei Xue's true nature—this was just a disguise—he also knew that if he softened and agreed, this trouble would follow him.
He didn't want to take such trouble with him. He knew he had to refuse at this mont, very decisively, without leaving any room for negotiation.
"Whether you go back and cause trouble for the Demon Cult or not is your business. If you don't want to cause trouble for the Demon Cult, then go wander sowhere else. I won't take you with —I have important things to do. Be good..." Xiaoyao smiled and patted Hei Xue's head. Since you're pretending to be pitiful, then I'll treat you as soone who needs pity.
"..." Hei Xue was stunned for a mont, staring blankly at Xiaoyao. This intimate gesture seed to touch sothing in her, as if she felt a desire for this kind of feeling.
"Xiaoyao, I've decided. I'm going to follow you. I'll follow you for the rest of my life. Don't think about shaking off." Hei Xue suddenly beca serious, as if making a decision that would affect her entire life.
This ti it was Xiaoyao's turn to be stunned. He said strangely, "Why so serious? Don't tell you've really fallen in love with . I won't like you, so you'd better give up this idea early."
"Whether you like or not, what does that have to do with ? Why should I give up? I'm telling you, I just like you. We're destined to be together for life," Hei Xue said so very bold words that left Xiaoyao unable to react for a mont.
Damn, this works too?.
"Tell what you like about , and I'll change it imdiately," Xiaoyao said sowhat helplessly.
"I just like that you don't like ." Hei Xue said with a smile. This wasn't her playing word gas—she seed to really like this about Xiaoyao, that he didn't take her seriously.
"... Fine, you win." At this point, what else could Xiaoyao say? He could only give up. Of course, he wasn't acknowledging this point, just didn't want to engage in such aningless argunts.
"Hehe, where are we going next?" Hei Xue said.
"Are you really not going back to the Demon Cult?" Xiaoyao asked irrelevantly. For Hei Xue, the Demon Cult was more important than everything else. He didn't believe she would give it up like this.
Hei Xue shook her head and said softly, "I'm not going back. If I return now, it will only cause conflict between and Fan Gao, which isn't good for the Demon Cult. Fan Gao's abilities aren't much weaker than mine. Having him manage the Demon Cult is fine. Why should I seek trouble for myself? Demon Cult affairs aren't easy—I've always wanted to rest."
Hei Xue valued the Demon Cult very much. Precisely because she valued the Demon Cult, she didn't want to cause internal strife because of herself. Before the big picture, she would sacrifice her own interests. And these interests didn't really matter much to her—she had always just wanted to see the Demon Cult develop, not truly beco the Demon Cult Master.
"You're very interesting. Power isn't sothing that can be casually given up," Xiaoyao looked at Hei Xue with praise. This seed to be the first ti he openly praised Hei Xue, though not very obviously.
"Hehe, did you discover my good points? I'm actually quite good—I'd make a good wife in the future," Hei Xue said with a smile while looking at Xiaoyao.
"Maybe." Xiaoyao nodded, which made Hei Xue even happier. However, her happiness was soon dampened because Xiaoyao had another sentence to follow.
"But that has nothing to do with ."
"You can't escape. This is heaven's arrangent," Hei Xue said with pouted lips.
"I should really find that fortune teller who hard you. What a disaster," Xiaoyao said sowhat helplessly. About this matter, he could only complain about the person who told Hei Xue's fortune—that person was simply a harmful charlatan.
Xiaoyao didn't know whether that person was skilled in fortune-telling. He only knew that in this matter, that person was absolutely wrong. No matter how fate arranged things, he and Hei Xue in front of him had no possibility of becoming husband and wife—becoming enemies was more likely.
"This is guidance through confusion, not causing disaster." Hei Xue said seriously.
"I don't want to discuss this topic. I'm going outside to check the situation—to see if they left people in secret or are planning to return," Xiaoyao said and left, not giving Hei Xue any chance.
"Hmph, why walk so fast..." Hei Xue muttered, then sat in a nearby wicker chair in a daze.
They would be leaving here soon, and she seed reluctant to leave this place. Here were her mories of these few days with Xiaoyao. Though very few, they seed to be the only sowhat normal mories between her and Xiaoyao.
She now also understood why this place was so clean. No one had ever entered before, so it should have been dirty and ssy. How could it have been as tidy as when she first saw it?
That was because Xiaoyao had co here before and tidied up a bit. Besides watching the granary those few days, he didn't have anything particularly special to do. Sotis he would co here to daydream for a while.
For Xiaoyao, this was just incidental.
Precisely because this place was tidied by Xiaoyao, it more or less retained traces of Xiaoyao. This was also one of the reasons Hei Xue liked this place.
Alright, I admit I've started to like that kid. This has nothing to do with fortune-telling anymore...
Hei Xue felt a desire to tell Sister Hong about this. She wanted to share this feeling with Sister Hong—this feeling that carried a little bit of happiness.
However, soon Hei Xue lost this mood. What she wanted to tell Sister Hong was: next ti we et Xiaoyao, we must tie him up properly so I can give him a good beating.
Because Xiaoyao never returned to this courtyard—he had already left quietly.
"I went to scout for information, but I never said I'd definitely co back..." Xiaoyao said, looking back at the distant Black Wind Stronghold, as if this was his farewell to Hei Xue. He didn't need to care whether Hei Xue knew or not.
From the beginning, Xiaoyao had planned to abandon Hei Xue. Regardless of the situation outside, he would leave alone. Without Hei Xue as a burden, he could use many thods to leave and handle many more situations.
As for Hei Xue's situation inside, this wasn't sothing he needed to worry about. Even if Hei Xue was captured, nothing would happen to her. Don't forget, Hei Xue had been captured by Fan Gao before, and Fan Gao hadn't mistreated her.
Could she get out of the formation? This formation only prevented people from finding a way in, but getting out was still easy—just a few steps would do.
That wasn't difficult, right.
Xiaoyao had also told Hei Xue about this, so he wasn't afraid she wouldn't know. He believed Hei Xue could easily get out, and Hei Xue indeed got out quickly—imdiately after he left.
After this, Hei Xue did so things that Xiaoyao hadn't expected...
"Hmph, let's see if you can escape from my grasp."
After leaving Black Wind Stronghold, Xiaoyao began heading toward Qingyun City because he wanted to go to the Martial Arts Holy Land. Currently, the simplest and most effective thod was to find that old man in Qingyun City—he was the key.
At this mont, Xiaoyao felt sowhat ironic. Previously, he had been avoiding the old man's earnest requests, but now he had to ask for help himself. Fortunately, the other party probably wouldn't be difficult, and might not even need to be asked. Otherwise, this situation would really be embarrassing.
However, even if it was embarrassing, Xiaoyao would still ask for help, because he really wanted to do this thing. Within what he could bear, he would do it.
What if he couldn't bear it? Naturally, he wouldn't do it. Xiaoyao was just this carefree. If sothing couldn't be forced, he wouldn't force it, unless he felt it was worth it or worth doing.
Regardless, this ti he definitely had to find that old man and swallow his pride to say so nice words. Fortunately, Xiaoyao was very familiar with this—he often did shaless things. Cough, cough, don't misunderstand—this was a servant's professional integrity.
Qingyun City was having another lively day. This liveliness had continued for many days, coming from that military exchange conference, not from the Mo family's affairs. The Mo family's upheaval hadn't caused much disturbance in Qingyun City because not many people knew about it, and no one in Qingyun City criticized the Mo family.
It wasn't that all the people in Qingyun City didn't dare—currently in Qingyun City there were people from various powerful empires who completely disregarded the Mo family. Precisely because they disregarded them, they naturally wouldn't discuss anything. To them, this was just a trivial matter not worth ntioning.
At this ti, they had more important things to do. Where would they have ti to care about such small matters.
Others who should have regarded the Mo family seriously naturally didn't dare and wouldn't stir up this trouble, which caused the Mo family's affairs to fade away.
Until one day, this situation began to change subtly...
"Family Head, this is bad..."
While the Mo family head was worrying about how to resolve the Xiaoyao matter, a servant ran in and interrupted his thoughts, making him very angry.
However, as the family head, he still had so magnanimity. He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "I hope you're not talking nonsense, or I'll teach you so rules."
After saying this, he began considering what he had been thinking about before—the troubleso matter of offending Xiaoyao. Although he still found it sowhat hard to believe that a small servant who had co from his mansion actually had such deep background that even with his possession of the Great Tang Empire's female war god, he couldn't do anything to that small servant.
In fact, he had to be respectful to him.
(End of Chapter)
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