The Otherworldly God

Chapter 249

Time passed day by day. Even after living for thousands of years, he didn't feel that time was long. He didn't expect that eighteen years seemed so long.

He kept his promise and did not set foot in Jimen Pass again, let alone meet Le Zhenghe's child, until he was eighteen years old.

When the term expired, he came to Jimen Pass with great anticipation, trying to see her, only to find that the once warm and cozy villa had already become dilapidated.

He could feel traces of magic, barriers, and the terrible things that had happened here.

Soon, Mo Yu learned the truth. Le Zhenghe was missing, and the family head's wife Murong Ying's life and death were unknown, and there was no trace of her in the black forest.

And then there was Le Zhenghe’s child, not only was it a boy, but he was also drowned at birth.

Mo Yu thought, even if it was a boy, no one could hurt him, and the murderer was still alive.

Mo Yu was furious and wanted to avenge him, but when he arrived and looked at the woman lying on the sickbed, he realized that death was a relief for her and living was a punishment.

Mo Yu gave up on revenge and thought about waiting for her next life. By then, her surname might not be Le Zheng, and she might not be a boy.

Just as he was about to leave, he discovered that the murderer's son had returned.

I heard that he was a posthumous child, and her health got worse and worse after she gave birth to him. How about killing him and letting her also experience the pain of losing a child?

Moyu clenched his fists and tried to get closer, but he almost discovered him.

"Jiuli divine weapon? Is he worthy of it?"

Mo Yu retreated some distance. Although he was not afraid of being discovered, he just didn't want to conflict with Le Zheng at the moment.

When he learned that the other party had just returned from the Black Forest, he saw that the murderer looked much better because of his return.

"Let me let you live for now. Only if you live can she live longer in pain."

Mo Yu knew very well that once this last spiritual support disappeared, she would choose death without hesitation.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave again, he saw Le Zheng Shuiling running in. He recognized her at first sight.

"Haitang? What on earth is going on?"

Mo Yu not only knew her name, but also knew that she was An Ruosu's daughter, but it still made him feel strange.

Anyway, the truth didn’t matter to him. What mattered was that she was still alive and a girl.

Mo Yu was so happy that she wanted to get closer to her, only to find out that her senior brother Le Zheng Yuhua was actually the owner of the Heavenly Sword, the man who was destined to fight her to the death in the legend, at least that was what she thought.

Le Zheng Shuiling's love for her senior brother is beyond words. If one of them is destined to die by the other's sword, Mo Yu believes that she will choose herself without hesitation at this moment.

His heart was filled with joy, but he was soaked with it, so he could only turn around and leave temporarily.

There was no more wine in the world that could make one drunk, so the depressed Mo Yu had no choice but to run to Xiliang to relax under the pretext of offering sacrifices to his ancestors.

What he didn't expect was that they arrived in Xiliang just as he arrived.

I was strolling leisurely on the street, admiring the lively night scene of Xiliang Anle Kingdom, when suddenly, I heard a call in my ear.

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, but decided to come over and take a look, and then met them again.

Mistakingly thinking that she was in danger, Mo Yu didn't have time to think and appeared in front of her.

"Will she really fall in love with me again no matter what?"

Mo Yu couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but Le Zheng Shuiling dodged sideways, leaving Mo Yu's hand frozen in the air.

"If you only think of me as Princess Haitang, you'd better give up this stupid idea as soon as possible. She is her and I am me. I don't want to be treated as a substitute."

Haitang has always been well-behaved and obedient, just like what mortals call well-educated and well-mannered. Where is her shadow in her?

Mo Yu couldn't help laughing out loud, and took his hand back while speaking, "How did you provoke her? You were still at Jimen Pass a few hours ago, you just arrived, right? And you provoked a powerful person. Even I couldn't figure out that woman just now."

"How do you know we just arrived? And we came from Jimen Pass? It seems you have been keeping an eye on us for a while."

"I have known you much earlier than you think."

"Isn't it? It's been around for thousands of years, right?"

"I'm not talking about her."

Le Zheng Shui Ling was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand why she was secretly happy about his words. She said guiltily: "What does that have to do with me?" Le Zheng Shui Ling sneezed, wiped her nose and said: "I didn't expect the night in Xiliang to be so cold. Let's find a place and change into clean clothes."

Mo Yu just waved his arm lightly at them, and the three of them became clean from head to toe.

"With your current strength, it's not difficult to do this, but you've never thought of using magic. It's really strange."

"Really?" Le Zheng Shui Ling suddenly said happily: "Does this mean that we can now compare with Master Li?"

"Why would you think of that? Besides, just because you can fix his clothes doesn't mean you can beat him. You know how cunning Uncle Li is, and you don't know his bottom line at all.

Take a closer look. Look at us now. We say that our cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, but we ourselves often don’t realize it. Sometimes it’s not that we don’t know how to use it, but that we don’t know how to use it at all.”

Le Zheng Yuhua thought about it and realized that it was true. He couldn't use it as freely and as easily as Mo Yu.

He could feel the power in his body, and he knew that this was the thirty years that Chaos Starry Sky and Netherworld Spring had exchanged for in one month. However, he didn't know where the power came from.

He felt that he should know a lot of spells, but he just couldn't remember them.

"As Mu Chenyin said, they both gave us a 30-year future, but it was just a dream after all, and we will forget what happened in the dream little by little."

Le Zheng Yuhua suddenly opened his eyes wide because he found that he almost forgot the purpose of coming here.

"There's no time left. We have to hurry to the Nether Spring."

Le Zheng Yuhua knew that he had to complete his goal while his memory was still there, and he actually forgot Mo Yu's identity.

"Why are you going to the Nether Spring?"

The three of them still remembered the troubles they had suffered from him in their dreams, especially Le Zheng Shuiling, so they immediately stood in front of Le Zheng Yuhua and almost slipped and had to be supported by him.

Mo Yu's heart tightened, and she could only silently retract her hand that she had wanted to reach out. She stood there quietly, looking at the girl in front of her with complicated eyes, who was showing a brilliant smile to Le Zheng Yuhua.

That smile was as bright and beautiful as a blooming spring flower, and as warm and pleasant as the shining sun, but all this had nothing to do with him.

Facing them, Mo Yu only felt like a bystander, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He also forgot to ask them the purpose of their trip. He just wanted to escape from this small group that he couldn't fit in, so before Le Zheng Shui Ling could open her mouth to fool him, he backed away, laughing at himself, and then fell from the roof of the attic.

Le Zheng Shuiling immediately stepped forward nervously, the word "Mo Yu" choked in her throat, but he couldn't see it.

Le Zheng Shui Ling watched him from afar as he looked back at them reluctantly and then left. It was inevitable that she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Soon she became happy because this way they could bypass Mo Yu and go to the Nether Spring, secretly take away the Demon God's original power, and then leave.

"There is no time to lose, hurry up."

Le Zheng Shuiling pulled them over and jumped down from the other side, sitting on Le Zheng Yuhua's sword and flying towards the Netherworld Spring.