"What kind of person would eat a spiritual beast? Could it be a demonic cultivator? Or did he mean to catch it for alchemy?" Mu Yijie was immediately startled. He used his magic to lift Xiaoyu up and place her on the back seat.
"Ling'er, there might be demonic cultivators nearby. I have to go and check. And Mu Qing has been captured too." Mu Yijie stared intently ahead with a solemn look in his eyes.
Who on earth was this demon targeting?
After that, Mu Yijie, Yong Shanling, and Zhang Jie set off with Xiaoyu to look for Mu Qing. They quickly shuttled through the mountains and soon arrived at the place Xiaoyu had mentioned.
But when they got closer, they found that there was no sign of anyone else.
Xiaoyu, who had just regained a bit of her vitality, seemed to be going crazy as she frantically searched around, constantly calling out the name of her lover.
"Mu Qing—Mu Qing—Mu Qing—" Her shrill cries echoed through the forest, but they couldn't bring back the one she loved.
Yong Shanling walked forward with a look of pity and tightly hugged Xiaoyu's shoulders. "It's okay, it's okay. No news is good news for now. Maybe he was just captured. Once we find a clue, we can rescue him."
Having someone to rely on, Xiaoyu gradually calmed down and began to think if there was any useful information she had.
"The man in black robe always wore a black robe. And he said he was going to eat Mu Qing. Yes, in a daze, I seemed to see that his temples were wrinkled. He should be quite old." Xiaoyu, as if grasping at a lifesaver, spilled out all the information she knew.
Listening to her story, Mu Yijie frowned tightly.
Black robe? The scope was too broad. Basically, many people in the cultivation world were fond of wearing black robes. After all, it was a common outfit for those with bad intentions.
The group searched this place for several hours. They had basically turned the place upside down, but they could only find traces of a fight. There was no sign of Mu Qing at all, not even a single hair of his.
It was Zhang Jie who discovered a faint demonic aura not far away. If it weren't for Zhang Jie's long - term experience dealing with all kinds of spiritual beasts and demons, he wouldn't have noticed it.
This discovery made everyone's hearts sink. You know, demons generally don't devour spiritual beasts. It was like a white person devouring a yellow person. So the presence of demons here indicated only one possibility: these demons were being controlled by someone.
"No, no, Mu Qing won't be in trouble. It must be that we haven't found him. He must be waiting for me there." Xiaoyu was a bit delirious as she kept repeating these words. Her eyes were already red. She couldn't accept the fact that her lover might have lost his life.
After all, their child was still waiting for him. How could he leave first?
Yong Shanling was also in a very heavy mood. She hadn't expected that Mu Qing, who had bid them farewell during the day, was now in life - or - death situation at night.
"Don't cry. Why don't you come with us first? At least we cultivators can transfer some spiritual energy to you to keep your child alive." Yong Shanling said carefully while observing Xiaoyu's expression, afraid that she might do something drastic and follow her lover.
Hearing about her child, Xiaoyu seemed to come back to life. She moved her eyes and her dry lips curled into a sarcastic smile. Love was all fake. He had promised to be with her forever. Fortunately, she still had the child. She would surely raise it up.
With the motivation of the child, Xiaoyu finally pulled herself together. She finally decided to follow Yong Shanling and the others back to the Mu family villa. After all, she had nowhere else to go.
Looking at the luxurious and beautiful villa, if it had been the old Xiaoyu, she might have rushed in excitedly to take a look around. But now she just glanced at the luxurious villa indifferently, as if it were just an ordinary house around. Her expression was blank and her eyes were dull.
Since Mu Qing had disappeared, it was as if half of Xiaoyu's soul had been taken away.
After Yong Shanling accompanied Xiaoyu to fall asleep, she carefully walked out of the room and let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind her and pulled her back. She fell into a burning embrace.
She was about to struggle when she suddenly smelled a familiar scent and stopped.
"Uncle, is that you?" Yong Shanling asked in a trembling and soft voice.
Mu Yijie let out a soft laugh and asked, "Who else do you think it could be besides me?"
Yong Shanling turned around, pinched Mu Yijie's cheeks with both hands and pulled them to the sides. She said angrily, "Uncle, who told you to scare me? I'm going to take revenge on you severely."
Mu Yijie didn't say a word. He just lazily leaned against the wall with Yong Shanling in his arms. "Is that Xiaoyu asleep?"
Yong Shanling nodded obediently and said with a sigh, "She cried for a long time before finally falling asleep. Her face was still wrinkled in her sleep. By the way, I've already transferred some spiritual energy to the child in her belly. You don't need to do it for now."
Mu Yijie nodded. Looking at the red lips constantly moving in front of him, he gradually became lost in thought. His mind was completely occupied by those moist and plump lips.
"So you..." Before Yong Shanling could finish her sentence, a hand lifted her chin and her mouth was tightly sealed.
She only had time to let out a cry of surprise, but this only made the agile guy more unscrupulous in his advances.
Just when Yong Shanling thought she was going to die from this kiss, Mu Yijie let out a soft laugh and finally let her go.
He just gently pecked at her lips again and again, from her lips to her nose, from her nose to her eyebrows. Those gentle kisses made Yong Shanling forget that she was going to scold this guy for interrupting her train of thought again. She could only let this arrogant guy have his way.
When Yong Shanling came to her senses, she was already lying in Mu Yijie's quilt, tightly held in his arms.
She couldn't help but reach out and hammered him twice. She said shyly, "You bad guy, you always make me forget what I'm going to say. You're always like this."
Mu Yijie let out a soft laugh. With his long arms and legs, he tightly hugged this little "turtle" - like girl in his arms. "Okay, go to sleep quickly. It's already so late. If you don't go to sleep, we'll do something interesting."
Hearing Mu Yijie's suggestive words, Yong Shanling immediately became as obedient as a lamb. She lay quietly in his arms, not daring to move at all.
What if Uncle couldn't control himself after being provoked? I heard that men at Uncle's age were in their prime. I'm a bit scared.