The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Qing Wu didn't find anything unusual in the ruins.

But Mi Yan's weirdness made her concerned.

"What's wrong with you?" Qing Wu pinched him and said, "Why are you talking nonsense?"

Mi Yan grasped her wrist, his frown making his face look extremely serious.

"Shasha, accompany me back to Zuzhou, and I will tell you in detail on the way."

Although Qing Wu was surprised, she didn't say a word.

"it is good."

With Mi Yan's personality, he wouldn't put on such a serious face unless something really happened.

Anyway, I can’t enter the so-called "Kunlun Secret Realm" now, so there’s nothing wrong with going to Zuzhou.

On the way, Mi Yan told Qing Wu about the strange noise she had just heard.

"Your mother's voice?" Qing Wu was surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Sure, I couldn't have heard it wrong." Mi Yan said, "The voice told me to leave and not to follow you into the ruins."

"So you were following me just now?"

"Even if my mother really told me not to follow you, I would still follow you." Mi Yan rolled her eyes at her: "How can I let you go forward alone? Please, I am the man who wants to be your mistress!"

Qing Wu: "...You are really ambitious."

"Oh, who can I blame? I've been reduced from a legitimate fiancé to a mistress with no status. I feel so miserable." Mi Yan said as she leaned towards Qing Wu, her eyes seductive: "But it doesn't matter~ I, a wild flower, am definitely more fragrant than a garden flower~ Ouch——"

Qing Wu slapped him away again.

"You little bastard with a crooked conscience, come on, hit me a few more times. Beating is love and scolding is care~"

Mi Yan came closer to her with a smile again. Qing Wu pinched his cheek, her eyes clear and she asked him calmly:

"Mi Yan, what are you afraid of?"

Mi Yan blinked: "How could I be afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid? Why do you keep doing mischief?" Qing Wu let go of her hand and said, "Be more careful. Don't lose your composure when something happens to your mother."

Mi Yan suddenly became quiet.

After a moment, he said, "Now that I don't have the Three Lives Stone to threaten you, and my good brother is so tempting, I can let you eat multiple men at once. I'm really afraid that you will ignore me~"

Qing Wu looked at him with a half-smile: "You are being hypocritical."

"Hmph~ Then please pamper me more."

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

Mi Yan held out her hand: "No matter what, you hold my hand and don't leave me behind."

Qing Wu glanced at him, and instead of holding his hand, she grabbed a handful of his flowing silver hair.

"How can I leave you behind? You are the richest man in the Three Realms."

She glanced at him with a smile, "You're promising."

Mi Yan let her pull her hair, and she grimaced, with a smile on her face.

He whispered, "It's a deal, you have to stay with me."

"I'd be really scared without you around."

Qing Wu hummed and gently pulled his silver hair, "Don't be a coward."

The smile on Mi Yan's lips became brighter, not as casual and annoying as usual, but warm, like a comforted little kid. Faintly, there was a bit of helplessness and depression.

My little enemy has seen through me again.

Really...

There was no way for him not to be obsessed with her.

……

Zuzhou.

Mi Yan’s old nest is in the Ten Continents and Three Islands. Mi Yan has been keeping his mother here for all these years.

Qing Wu was also very familiar with this place, and followed Mi Yan into the Shenzhi Forest where Mi Tianluan nurtured her soul.

In the largest Yangshenzhi, a magnificent peacock is sleeping.

The Yangshenzhi trembled and contracted in a regular pattern, as if it was breathing. With every tremor, tiny spores would float out, and these spores would travel around the Fuxi Formation.

They were like little elves gathering spiritual energy. After absorbing enough spiritual energy, they turned into round and fat little balls of light and floated into the body of the peacock in the center.

Qing Wu remembered this formation. It was set up by Cang Ming himself for Mi Tianluan before he went out of the domain.

"Has your mother's body been restored?"

"Well, good brother's move is indeed extraordinary."

Mi Yan admitted it very frankly, with a slightly annoyed expression.

He has always been a profiteer, never showing mercy in cheating people and never getting enough of taking advantage.

But I really owe Cang Ming a lot.

Even without mentioning the Fuxi Formation, it can be said that after he removed the Three Lives Stone, Mi Yan benefited immensely from the Fengxi Divine Emblem that Cang Ming gave him as compensation.

"Your mother doesn't seem to be abnormal and doesn't show any signs of waking up. So, the voice you heard before was an illusion, or..." Qing Wu looked at Mi Yan.

Mi Yan shook her head and frowned, "Who knows? Did you feel anything at that time?"

Qing Wu shook her head. She really didn’t notice anything unusual.

The ghost and the bird just stared blankly, neither of them had any clue.

Mi Yan took out a comb from somewhere and carefully combed her mother's feathers.

Qing Wu looked at his filial behavior and plucked a Yang Shen Zhi while chewing it and said:

"Forget it, just be a good son and be a filial son."

"I will go back to Penglai first. Once we have determined the method to enter the Kunlun ruins, it won't be too late for you to come find us."

"Alright."

Mi Yan combed a feather from her own mother's body and gave it to Qing Wu. Qing Wu took it and put it in her sleeve, chewed the nourishing ganoderma, and left without looking back.

Mi Yan watched her leave, and suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"Xiao Yan."

Mi Yan's body froze.

There was no trace of surprise on his face. A dark light flashed in his peach blossom eyes. In the blink of an eye, his eyes turned dim, as if he had lost his mind and was bewildered. He turned his head back in a trance and stiffly.

The magnificent peacock had disappeared, and in its place stood an extremely beautiful woman, with bones as white as jade, skin as white as snow, pupils like pearls, and an unrivaled beauty.

The former Peacock King, the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms: Mitianluan.

Mi Yan opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be choked and she could not make a sound. After a long while, she said hoarsely, "Ah, mother..."

A line of clear tears slid down Mi Tianluan's cheek. She held Mi Yan's face and looked at his eyebrows carefully.

"Xiao Yan has grown up."

Mi Yan's fingers suddenly clenched, he held Mi Tianluan's hand, and pinched himself hard with the other hand.

"It hurts. I'm not dreaming. Mother, you're really... you're really awake..."

Mi Yan's expression seemed to be both crying and laughing, and she hugged Mi Tianluan tightly.

"Auntie."

"Auntie..."

He cried again and again, as if crying and calling.

Mi Tianluan patted his head gently, her eyes loving, "Why are you still crying like a child?"

"A child who has a mother who loves him can cry as much as he wants. Your son misses you, and he cries because he is happy."

Mi Yan was crying and laughing at the moment.

He sniffed, and suddenly thought of something, feeling a little annoyed: "If A Niang had woken up earlier, she would have been able to see Shasha."

"By the way, mother hasn't seen Shasha yet, I'll call her back right away."

Mi Yan pretended to call Qing Wu back.

Mi Tianluan held him back and said with a smile, "Are you talking about the young Arasha Emperor in the underworld?"

"Are you so happy that you are confused? How could your mother never have seen her?"

"You forgot that she once secretly came to pluck A Niang's feathers."

"I'm really too happy." Mi Yan couldn't help but laugh and scold: "That little rascal Shasha actually plucked your feathers, mother. It's something she could do."

As he spoke, he hugged Mi Tianluan tightly and rested his head on her neck: "Mother, it's great that you woke up."

His voice was full of attachment to his mother.

The smile is so bright.

But there was a coldness in those peach blossom eyes.

……

Under the sea, at the ruins of Kunlun.

Qing Wu returned here again with the feather of Mitianluan.

Xuan Miaomiao didn't understand why the hostess came back, and tilted his head in confusion.

Qing Wu held the feather and murmured, "It's a bit strange..."