Chapter 1871 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (52)

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"But..." He frowned, his expression solemn.

"It's not fair to me either." Luo Qingchen nodded arrogantly and looked at him and said, "I still want to stay by your side."

"Pfft -" Song Le on the side couldn't hold back, covered his mouth and smiled: "This is really not something Xiaochen can say."

When she was alone in Mu Country these days, she would always think that if Xiaochen had been a little braver towards Mu Hanche, maybe their ending would have been different.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

"People will always change, whether it's you or me." Luo Qingchen turned her eyes, looked at Song Le and chuckled: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Luo Qingchen."

"Luo Qingchen..." She was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "Have you found your family?"

"I haven't found any family members, but I have found a lot of clan members." Luo Qingchen chuckled and said, "I am a saint from the witch clan."

A trace of surprise flashed in Song Le's eyes, but followed by a look of sudden realization.

After all, the series of incredible illusions just performed in the palace are definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"Qingchen Qingchen—" she said with a sweet smile: "What a beautiful name, but I still don't understand that Nanzhao Kingdom has always been on good terms with the Wu clan. Since Qingchen is a saint of the Wu clan, why can't she go back. "

"Because of the Tianling Flower Array." Luo Qingchen blinked slightly and looked at Nan Yisheng and said, "Can you tell me now about what happened four hundred years ago?"

Nan Yisheng thought for a while, his beautiful eyes wrinkled and said: "The Tianling Flower Array was originally supposed to protect the witch clan for eternal peace, but it was not the saint who fell in love with King Nanzhao alone four hundred years ago. In the Tianling Flower Array, The Flower God also fell in love with King Nanzhao."

"What?" Luo Qingchen was startled and suddenly realized: "No wonder... no wonder it takes the blood sacrifice of the saint to calm the resentment of the Tianling Flower Array..."

"That Flower Goddess is called Xi. I fell in love at first sight when I saw the King of Nan back then. But because I couldn't get love, I became jealous." Nan Yisheng said while touching her head tenderly. : "Later, the flower god named Xi trapped his soul in the Tianling Flower Array and became a demon."

"Why do you want to become a demon?" Song Le blinked and asked.

"Because gods can't do evil, only demons can trap talents in formations and create a world of their own." Nan Yisheng sighed softly: "Xi's obsession supports her even if she has to receive heavenly punishment. She will support her with all her strength and set a curse every four hundred years, so that every saint will give her life. "

I don’t know why, but I listened to Nan Yisheng’s story. Luo Qingchen always felt an inexplicable desolation, and always felt that the beginning of the story might not be what we imagined.

A god can become a demon for a person he loves deeply, and be trapped in the world he created for life after life, enduring endless loneliness.

Just to take revenge on the saint of the witch clan, the story four hundred years ago must not be that simple.

"I think this story should have an ending." Luo Qingchen took a deep breath with half-squinted eyes, a faint light flashing between his eyebrows.

Nan Yisheng looked at her, frowned and said, "Do you really want to go back?"

"We are not going back to Nanzhao Kingdom." Luo Qingchen looked at him and said with clear eyes, "We are going to Tian Xuefeng."

"Witch Clan?"

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Since the Tianling Flower Formation originally existed to protect the witch clan, then Xi must have been the god who protected the witch clan in the beginning." Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "And she used such a To treat the Wu clan in such a decisive way, there must be something we don’t know about.”