My Demon Queen

Chapter 245: Wine and meat passed through the intestines, leaving Buddha in the heart

Mu Wushuang stood in the crowd, her eyes fixed on the man who could not be more ordinary.

A strange sense of familiarity surged into her heart like a tide, making her feel close to him involuntarily, and even vaguely felt that she did not want to be an enemy of this man.

"What's wrong with me?"

Mu Wushuang was full of doubts, and that strange feeling kept surging in her heart.

She stared blankly for a moment, then seemed to realize something. She quickly looked away and focused on the list on the screen.

At this moment, a figure as dazzling as a flame walked towards her.

Princess Changle was wearing a tight red dress. The red fabric seemed to have life, fitting tightly to her body and perfectly outlining her tall and graceful curves.

The wide black belt around her waist highlights her slender waist.

Her jet-black long hair was tied up into a high ponytail, swinging rhythmically as she walked, full of vitality and dynamism.

On her exquisite face, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, and her slightly raised brows revealed a heroic spirit.

She has an upright posture, and her steps are light and powerful, with each step carrying an innate nobility and elegance.

In comparison, Mu Wushuang was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, so pure that it seemed as if not stained by a trace of dust.

The white dress fluttered gently, as ethereal as a cloud.

Her pretty face was even more beautiful and delicate than Princess Changle's, and her eyebrows were as slender as willows, with just the right curve, which added a touch of gentleness to her.

Her eyes are like a clear spring, clear and bright. As she looks around, the light ripples on her eyes, as if she can see through people's hearts.

Mu Wushuang opened her mouth slightly, her voice clear and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains: "Senior Sister, I have been feeling restless recently, and I really want to see your competition."

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang, a barely perceptible longing flashed in her eyes, and she sighed silently in her heart. That longing was mixed with worry and helplessness, as if there were thousands of words that were difficult to express.

"Wushuang, if... I mean if, you can no longer stay in Yaoguang Fairyland, then you should leave, do what you want to do, and meet who you want to meet." Princess Changle carefully considered her words and spoke slowly.

Her eyes were full of concern and her tone was a little anxious.

Mu Wushuang was puzzled, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion: "Third Senior Sister, why did you suddenly say that?"

Princess Changle opened her mouth and wanted to tell her about what happened to her master that day, but when the words came to her lips, she found it difficult to say them.

A scene of the country just starting to improve emerged in her mind. She knew very well that if she fell out with Le Feng because of this incident, the country would probably face a catastrophe.

She was extremely conflicted. On the one hand, she felt distressed and worried about her fellow student; on the other hand, she felt a sense of responsibility and obligation to her country.

Thinking of this, Princess Changle shook her head slightly and forced a far-fetched smile, "It's okay, I just don't want to see you so depressed."

There was bitterness in her smile, and her forced expression made it clear that something was wrong.

Mu Wushuang looked at Princess Changle who seemed hesitant to speak. Although she had some doubts in her heart, she no longer doubted it when she thought about the fact that she had once confided her thoughts to Princess Changle.

In turn, she gently comforted Princess Changle, and her gentle words were like a spring breeze on her face.

She gently held Princess Changle's hand, her eyes full of warmth and trust. "Sister, don't worry, I'm fine." Her voice was gentle and firm, as if conveying strength to Princess Changle.

Princess Changle looked at such an outstanding Mu Wushuang and felt deeply moved.

Mu Wushuang is not only outstanding in appearance, but also kind-hearted and talented.

When he thought about the fact that his master had inappropriate thoughts about his disciple, he felt distressed and worried about Mu Wushuang.

"Ye An, where are you? Only you can save Wu Shuang."

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang comforting her and silently repeated these words in her heart.

In her opinion, if anyone could save Mu Wushuang, that person could only be Ye An.

As for why it was not Dao Wuchen, perhaps in Princess Changle's heart, Dao Wuchen might turn a blind eye to this matter for the sake of the sect.

After all, she has been in charge of a country and knows that sometimes sacrificing the interests of some people for the sake of some benefits is a helpless move.

But she couldn't bear to see Mu Wushuang fall into trouble, so she could only pray silently in her heart for Ye An to appear.

At this time, the knockout round has begun. On the field, the atmosphere is tense and enthusiastic, and the sun shines down, reflecting a dazzling scene.

Wuyou stood quietly in the center of the venue, his simple monk robe fluttering gently in the breeze.

His expression was indifferent, and his eyes revealed an extraordinary calmness and tranquility.

Wuyou slowly raised his hands and muttered something. In an instant, a bright golden light burst out from his body.

The Buddhist Golden Bell Cover was like a huge golden light cover, tightly enveloping Wuyou.

The light shield exuded a powerful and solid aura, like an indestructible fortress.

The opponent has already launched an attack, a sharp sword energy whistled over and pierced towards Wuyou like lightning.

However, the moment the sword energy touched the golden bell cover, there was a loud "bang" and the sword energy instantly dissipated into nothingness, while the golden bell cover did not move at all.

Seeing this, the opponent was not discouraged, and immediately used various powerful skills, and elements such as fire, ice, lightning, etc. attacked Wuyou one after another.

But no matter how fierce the opponent's attack was, Wuyou always stood there firmly, and his Golden Bell Cover was as solid as a rock.

The golden light flickered slightly under the impact of the attack, but it showed no signs of weakening.

As time went on, the opponent's attacks became a little flustered and their power began to weaken.

But Wuyou remained calm, as if everything was under his control.

Ye An stood at the edge of the arena, his eyes fixed on this fierce competition.

His eyes were full of amazement and admiration. Seeing Wuyou exhausting his opponent with just one Golden Bell Cover, Ye An felt deeply moved.

He could clearly feel the powerful force contained in the Golden Bell Cover, which was an indestructible defense and a profound understanding of Buddhism.

The sunlight shone on Ye An's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to watch this exciting duel.

On the field, the opponent's attacks became increasingly weaker, and finally, after exhausting the last bit of his strength, he had no choice but to surrender.

Wuyou slowly put away the golden bell, and the golden light gradually dissipated. His face still had that calm expression, as if all this was just an ordinary practice.

Under the ring, Su Su gently supported her little face with her hands, looking cute and adorable.

Her eyes were sparkling with admiration as she stared at Wuyou who was slowly walking down from the ring.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, full of joy and pride, as if Wuyou's victory was also her glory. "My Master Wuyou is so powerful and reliable." Su Su whispered softly, her voice full of joy.

When Ye An heard Su Su's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. "Yeah, your Master Wuyou is super powerful and super reliable."

There was a hint of sourness in Ye An's tone. He muttered slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Looking at Su Su's admiration for Wuyou, Ye An felt as if he was being ignored.

Su Su glanced at Ye An with disdain, with a hint of pride in her eyes.

Although she already knew Ye An's true appearance, according to Master Wuyou, Ye An's strength was more than that.

However, Su Su felt that compared to Ye An who always hid things, Wuyou was not as open and honest.

Wuyou walked steadily to the rest area with a warm smile on his face, and said to Ye An: "Donor Ye An, I have fulfilled my mission and can go to the top 16 to help you." His eyes were clear and firm, and his tone was full of sincerity.

Ye An looked at Wuyou, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He knew that Wuyou really wanted to help him, and he was deeply moved by this friendship.

"Little monk, I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life." Ye An said solemnly, and then patted his chest hard to show his determination.

"Humph, you are just talking big, just let my Master Wuyou help you, you have to sign a written agreement."

Su Su stood aside unconvinced, with her hands on her hips and a puffy face. Her eyes were fixed on Ye An, as if she was standing up for Wuyou.

Wuyou smiled and said, "Everything I do for my friends is what I should do." His voice was soft and calm, with a kind of magnanimity that transcended the world.

"That's right, that's right. Look at your Master Wuyou's pattern, and then look at yours. The little fox is just a little fox. Come on, little monk, ignore her. I'll take you to a good place tonight, a good place for you to understand Buddhism."

Ye An rolled his eyes at Xiao Su Su, then hooked Wuyou's shoulders and said with a smirk.

There was a mysterious light in Ye An's eyes, as if he really wanted to take Wuyou to a special place.

Su Su looked at Ye An's malicious smile and knew that he had no good intentions.

She was so angry that she clenched her fists, her little fox ears kept shaking, and her tail was swinging, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Donor Ye An can be said to be genuine."

When Wuyou heard Ye An say that this was a good place to comprehend Buddhist teachings, his eyes lit up instantly. He asked impatiently, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course it's true." Ye An assured with a smile, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Master Wuyou, don't be fooled by him. Have you forgotten how he deceived you last night?" Su Su said angrily, puffing her cheeks.

Her eyes were wide open, full of dissatisfaction with Ye An, and her chubby cheeks were like two ripe apples, so cute.

After Wuyou heard what Susu said, the scene of last night emerged in his mind.

He was tricked by Ye An and broke two rules. For a moment, he looked at Ye An with a bit of suspicion.

Wuyou frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion and vigilance in his eyes.

When Ye An saw Wuyou began to doubt him, he became anxious and glared at Su Su, saying, "How could that be? The place I took you tonight is really a great place. Let's just say, wine and meat pass through the intestines but remain in the Buddha's heart."