The Dragon from Hell

Just as Mo Wenyuan thought, at this moment, in Wuxiang Mountain, on Xuyu Peak, Liuqin's bedroom was full of precious objects that could be used to hold a fairy gate conference.

Many fairies were driven out by her, and they all had wounds on their bodies and faces.

Nishang was with her inside. She had asked the other junior sisters to go down in advance, and now she was the only one left in the bedroom.

"Aunt, you have to take care of yourself. If you continue like this, even if people outside can't hear you, you will be angry and hurt yourself. Be careful of anger, what if..."

After waiting for Liuqin to finish smashing things, Nishang finally found a chance to speak and stepped forward to comfort her: "Your realm has finally loosened up. If you really touch your inner demon, won't all your previous efforts be in vain?"

Liuqin could still hear Nishang's words a little bit, and finally calmed down a little at this moment, but she was still very excited: "You heard everything, right? The fairy gate conference has already started! ”

“At this time in previous years, even if it wasn’t held by Wuxiang Sect, I should have dressed up to attend, represented Wuxiang Sect’s face, and sat on the highest seat!”

“But look at what’s going on now? That old bastard An Jingfu not only didn’t let me attend the Immortal Sect Conference, but now he’s locked me up in this broken place. What does he want to do? Is he going to rebel?”

Xuyu Peak is the peak farthest from the Eight Great Mountains in Wuxiang Sect. Because it’s remote, only some elders and disciples who need to retreat will come here to rest temporarily. It’s already considered the edge of Wuxiang Sect.

Here, no matter how loud the noise is, it can’t be heard outside, so at this moment, Liuqin’s facial features are also twisted unscrupulously.

"Do you know what those people will think of me if I don't show up this time?"

"I was born in a glorious family, and my marriage caused a sensation in the entire Xianmen."

"The scandal that happened more than 20 years ago has already made me lose face in the Xianmen. If people know about it this time, how can I gain a foothold in the Xianmen in the future!"

Liu Qin was heartbroken. The scars caused by the hellfire on her originally beautiful face have not been repaired yet, and her ferocious expression makes her look even more terrifying at this moment.

When she approached, even Nishang, who had always been loyal to her, couldn't help but take a half step back.

It was this half step that made Liu Qin, who was already very crazy, even more crazy.

But she didn't get angry this time, instead her expression turned cold: "Why, are you avoiding me?"

Nichang widened her eyes and shook her head hurriedly: "How could that be!"

"Aunt, I am not only your disciple, but also your relative, how could I avoid you?"

"I'm just afraid that you will get angry and hurt yourself, which will make your loved ones sad and your enemies happy!"

She hurriedly adjusted her expression to prevent Liuqin from seeing any clues.

"The loved ones will be sad and the enemies will be happy? Haha... wishful thinking!" Liuqin's attention quickly shifted from her, looking at the debris on the ground, her eyes fell on the flying birds and rainbows in the distance.

In contrast, Xuyu Peak is close to Jiuyou Mountain, the sky is always overcast, foggy at any time, and the sun can't be seen at all.

It was also half a month ago that An Jingfu proposed to send her here.

The reason she gave at that time was also accepted by herself. First, considering that there were many people in front, although there was An Jingfu's suppression, there would be discussions. If Liuqin heard it, it would only ruin her mood; second, the wound on her face needed to be recuperated, and she herself did not want people to see the scars on her face again.

Xuyu Peak is now vacant, and the entire mountain is assigned to Liuqin, and all the decorations are the best.

But even so, Liuqin is still not satisfied.

In her concept, An Jingfu wants to imprison her.

Hearing her words, Nichang moved her mouth: In fact, she really wanted to say that her uncle might not have this intention.

For hundreds of years, although An Jingfu relied on Liuqin's support to get to where he is today, so far except for that accident, he has never done anything to let his aunt down.

He has always been obedient, even if his aunt has a bad temper, he still smiles and coaxes her.

With An Jingfu's current status and achievements, he doesn't need to obey his aunt so much. It can be seen that his uncle really loves his aunt.

Including this move to Xuyu Peak, in her opinion, this is a good choice. After all, Liuqin is not suitable for meeting guests now.

Although Xuyu Peak is close to Jiuyou Mountain, it is full of spiritual energy and quiet environment. It is obviously suitable for his aunt to rest.

But during this period, his aunt cursed and smashed things every day when she opened her eyes, claiming that her uncle wanted to imprison her.

Obviously, in Xuyu Peak, his aunt has always been free to move.

But she can't speak for An Jingfu, because in Liuqin's opinion,It was a great rebellion, so she could only hold back her temper and persuade her kindly.

However, she still had some resentment in her heart: after all, she was also qualified to participate in the Immortal Gate Conference, at least she could show her face in front of people, but now because of Liu Qin, she also lost this opportunity.

But in front of Liu Qin, she couldn't show it.

Although she patiently persuaded, Liu Qin was like crazy and couldn't listen to anything.

Fortunately, at this moment, a gentle voice like water sounded in the hall: "It's only been 20 years since we last met, what happened to mother?"

Hearing this voice, the two women turned around almost at the same time, with the same surprise on their faces.

"Zisheng!"

"Cousin Zisheng!"

An Zisheng stood at the door of the hall, still holding the folding fan in his hand, wearing a moon-white robe, standing in a mess, still looking bright and tall.

In this smoky hall, his appearance was like a beam of light for Liu Qin, and it was also her only support.

"Zisheng, my son!" Liuqin ran over barefoot, and cried as she fell into An Zisheng's arms, as if she had found her backbone and stopped cursing.

An Zisheng supported her and let her cry in his arms, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Don't worry, mother, the child is back."

"Zisheng, if you don't come back, I'm afraid you will never see your mother again!" Liuqin burst into tears, and finally An Zisheng picked her up and sent her to sit on the bed.

Then he didn't even turn his head, and waved his hand casually, and the originally messy hall instantly returned to normal, and even the broken treasures were glued together again, as good as new.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from An Zisheng, Nishang, who was standing beside him, said in surprise: "Cousin, have you already..."

Before she finished her words, An Zisheng smiled and shook his head: "Cousin, there are some things that can't be said casually..."