Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

"What's even stranger is that there are very few fortune tellers who can predict the future direction just by feeling the pulse."

"Divination is a huge undertaking, and few people can accomplish this."

Mo Wuchen explained for Feng Jingyou.

"The person who appeared at the banquet must be extraordinary."

Mo Wuchen thought for a moment and said firmly: "I will be with you tonight."

Seeing Feng Jingyou hesitate, Mo Wuchen continued, "Don't worry, I will stay in your space peacefully."

Feng Jingyou thought for a moment and nodded.

If Mo Wuchen stayed in her space, she could seal the space at any time as long as she wanted.

She didn't want Mo Wuchen to take any risks.

Feng Jingyou seemed to be hesitant to speak, and there was a hint of guilt in her eyes as she looked at Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen knew what she was thinking.

He stroked Feng Jingyou's hair and said in a gentle voice, "It doesn't matter. You will be mine sooner or later anyway. You can't escape."

The warm breath sprinkled on Feng Jingyou's face. Feng Jingyou leaned into Mo Wuchen's arms and rubbed him gently a few times.

He knew that Feng Jingyou was worried that he could not fulfill his original promise - to kill the Demon King and marry Mo Wuchen.

But Mo Wuchen was not in a hurry.

He knew that Feng Jingyou loved him, and as long as they loved each other, that was enough.

More importantly, he always felt that something was not completed, but he didn't know what it was.

One day, he will marry the woman he loves and bring her home.

..

night.

Feng Jingyou changed his clothes and went to Fengyu Pavilion.

The Fengyu Pavilion seems even more lonely at night, with gusts of wind blowing past, so bleak and terrifying.

Feng Jingyou looked around but didn't find anyone here.

"Whoosh-"

A shadow flashed by, but soon disappeared.

Feng Jingyou stood there calmly, unmoved.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Afterimages kept flashing by, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, which was extremely weird.

But Feng Jingyou acted as if he didn't see it, and even sat down and took a nap.

The afterimage moved faster.

"Is this interesting?"

Feng Jingyou really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

How can this person play such childish games like a child?

She is the daughter of the King of the Underworld. Strictly speaking, all the Underworld people are this kind of "afterimage".

But it is much more advanced than ghosts.

Will she be afraid?

It's childish to play tricks like this.

The afterimage didn't seem to intend to stop, and the wind whistled even louder.

"stop."

Feng Jingyou stopped him from doing this.

Unexpectedly, he actually stopped.

The sound of the wind gradually died down, and the old man appeared in front of Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou's eyes moved slightly.

Sure enough it was him.

"You are quite capable. You are not afraid of this."

The old man stroked his beard and looked at Feng Jingyou carefully.

"Of course I'm not afraid. I've been scared since I was a child."

Feng Jingyou remained in the same posture, seemingly uninterested in the old man.

"You don't want to know about your mother?"

The old man thought Feng Jingyou was very strange. When he stood with her, he always felt that she was in control of the situation and the initiative was not in his hands at all.

"I do, but if you don't tell me, I can't do anything about it."

Feng Jingyou's tone was calm, without a trace of emotion.

This made the old man very depressed.

Could it be that Feng Jingyou really doesn't care about his mother?

"Shouldn't you force me to say it?"

The old man hurried to ask Feng Jingyou, but Feng Jingyou was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"You'll say it naturally if you want to."

She just thought that this old man talked too much.

After talking for a long time, he still didn't say where his mother had gone.

"If you beg me, I will tell you."

The old man became excited. He sat opposite Feng Jingyou, crossed his legs and stroked his beard.

"please."

Feng Jingyou's tone was as calm as ever, and it didn't sound like he was asking anyone for a favor at all.

"Is this the tone you use to beg someone?"

The old man stood up and stared at Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou still answered the old man in the same tone: "Yes, I am begging you, can't you feel it?"

The old man nearly had a heart attack from being so angry.

"You really don't want to know?"

The old man asked patiently.

After hearing this, Feng Jingyou knew - it was not a matter of whether she wanted to know or not, but that the old man would definitely tell her.

"Go ahead."

Feng Jingyou uttered two words lightly.

The old man was really impressed by Feng Jingyou.

There are not many people who can remain so calm when facing news about their mother.

"Just say it."

The old man folded his arms across his chest.

"Don't disbelieve me when I tell you that I won't hurt you, but your mother will."

His tone gradually became heavier and his expression became more serious.

Feng Jingyou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man warily.

Compared to her mother whom she had never met, she was more suspicious of the old man in front of her.

"Did your mother disappear after predicting your doom?"

Feng Jingyou didn't say anything, but just stared at him, observing his expression.

"Unfortunately, your father probably didn't tell you that he disappeared for a while before she gave birth to you."

"When I come back, I'll bring you with me."

The old man glanced at Feng Jingyou.

"How can you be sure that you are your father's biological child? Your mother is not a good person."

Feng Jingyou took a step forward and put the hilt of the sword against the old man's neck.

"Are you questioning my birth?"

Feng Jingyou would not allow anyone to slander his mother or question his father.

"Don't worry."

The old man comforted Feng Jingyou.

"Think about it, has your brother been looking for your mother? Has your father been looking for your mother as well?"

Feng Jingyou remained silent.

She knew about this.

Including the time when her brother went to the Hades Ancient Continent, even though he had lost his memory, he still had a special obsession with finding his mother.

This is a habit he left behind from Tianyao Continent.

Her father, the king, always kept a portrait of her mother hanging in his house and never gave up looking for her mother's whereabouts for hundreds of years.

"It's been hundreds of years, why hasn't it been found yet? There's not even a glimmer of news."

The old man sighed.

"You were all fooled by that woman."

Feng Jingyou increased the strength of his hands, and his tone dropped to the freezing point: "Speak to the point."

She was in no mood to listen to this old man.

"Look, you still care about this news."

The old man looked at the hilt of the sword around his neck.

"You should at least pull out your sword before you scare me."

Feng Jingyou's eyes were sharp, like a lonely ice sculpture, cold to the bone.

The old man was frightened by Feng Jingyou's eyes.

"No, no, no, I will continue. I cherish my life very much."

"explain."

There was no warmth in Feng Jingyou's voice.

"Fortune tellers should not exist in Tianyao Continent, but a number of fortune tellers still gathered there. They agreed not to leave Fenggu Territory. Your mother ignored the rules and came to the place where the five tribes lived, and got to know your father."

"This is a capital crime in the Wind Valley."

The old man put down the sword around his neck and looked at the sky.

"The Wind Valley is the barren land to the west of the Five Clans. It is said that there is no one there and it is a dead zone. In fact, that is just a trick played by the fortune-tellers."

"Your mother is the daughter of the Lord of Wind Valley."

Feng Jingyou pursed her lips and continued listening to the old man.

"During the time when she disappeared, she returned to the Wind Valley. However, this time, she not only came back by herself, but also brought back a man. Then she returned to the Netherworld Clan to send you back. This is why I doubt your identity."

Feng Jingyou didn't believe that she was not the daughter of the King of the Underworld.

"Since you said that people in Wind Valley are not allowed to leave, why does my mother go in and out so frequently? And why aren't you in Wind Valley?"

The old man paused and explained to Feng Jingyou:

"Your mother is the daughter of the Lord of Wind Valley. She escaped without exposing the Divination Clan, so she was not punished."

He did not explain why he was not in the Wind Valley.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Feng Jingyou looked at the old man with suspicion.

Did the old man tell her all this just to make her give up looking for her mother?

But if that's the case, why doesn't the old man look for his brother or father?

Since he told her, there must be a purpose.

The old man was silent for a long time, and then continued, "Your mother is now the lord of Fenggu Territory, and she has made Fenggu Territory very chaotic."

"Her husband is also very cruel."

When Feng Jingyou suddenly heard the word "husband", she didn't react.

"I want you to help me—get rid of her."

When he said the last three words, the old man's voice was obviously trembling.

"Why should I help you? You could ask my brother or my father for help."

Feng Jingyou still didn't believe what the old man said. This story was too bizarre.

She didn't believe this would happen to her.

"You have the aura of death, a very strong aura of death. Your future is limitless."

"The most important thing is that your brother, your father, and your mother have all met them, but she has not met you."

There is another crucial factor that the old man did not mention.

He is a fortune teller, so naturally he can see what direction a person will take next.

But he had tried many methods, but was unable to get a glimpse of Feng Jingyou's past and future.

It was a strange fate. The first time he saw Feng Jingyou was among the human race. He accidentally bumped into Feng Jingyou on the road, but found that he could not see Feng Jingyou's past and future.

But Feng Jingyou was in a hurry to leave at that time and didn't notice him.

So he kept an eye on Feng Jingyou's movements.

After so much time had passed, it was discovered that she was the daughter of the King of the Underworld.

"Is that all?"

Feng Jingyou asked.

The old man added: "You can pretend to be a fortune teller, because they can't see your past and future. Fortune tellers can't see each other."

"That's it."

Feng Jingyou seemed to be thinking about something.

"Then why should I help you?"

She smiled at the old man, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"You don't want to expose your mother's true face?"

The old man asked back.

Feng Jingyou said calmly: "Since I already know what kind of person she is, why should I waste my time on her?"

"Why don't I go back and tell my father and my brother so they don't have to look for her anymore. We have been able to get by just fine without her after all these years."

Feng Jingyou looked calm and composed.

The old man frowned and continued, "But your mother abandoned you."

Feng Jingyou regained the initiative.

She didn't want to play around with the old man, she just wanted to know what his purpose was.

"These things have nothing to do with you, why do you care so much?"

She felt that there was something wrong with the old man.

Even if everything he said was true, her mother was such a "terrible" person.

But what did this have to do with him? What did he want to do by telling her this?

It is not known whether he wants to use her as a tool.

In short, she still believed in her mother.

"I..."

The old man was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know how to talk to Feng Jingyou.

"Your mother seized the throne and abandoned her husband and children. I just can't stand it."

The old man made up a very fake excuse.

Obviously, Feng Jingyou didn't believe him.

"If you're going to fool me with this fake excuse, I don't think there's any need for us to continue chatting."

After saying that, Feng Jingyou planned to leave.

The old man wanted to call her, but after thinking for a moment, he took his hand back.

Feng Jingyou saw that he had no intention of continuing to speak, so he left immediately.

She didn't understand what the old man was trying to do, and the old man couldn't convince her.

..

The Nether Clan.

Feng Jingyou looked at his father who seemed a little tired, and then looked at the portrait of his mother hanging behind him.

"Father, what kind of person is mother?"

The Nether King's gaze shifted to the portrait behind him, and his thoughts were drawn to the past.

"Your mother, she's fine."

This was the first time that King of the Underworld took the initiative to talk to Feng Jingyou about her mother.

In the past, Feng Jingyou had never taken the initiative to ask King of the Underworld about his mother.

Because she was afraid of bringing up her father's sad memories.

"My mother is a fortune teller?"

Feng Jingyou asked tentatively.

The Nether King nodded: "Well, your mother is a very good fortune teller."

Whenever he mentioned her mother, the Nether King's tone always became much gentler.

"I don't think I've ever seen any other fortune tellers on the mainland, except for the one I met at the demon banquet a few days ago."

Feng Jingyou said these words inadvertently, but King of the Underworld's expression changed.

"That old man is very mysterious. Logically speaking, there wouldn't be any fortune tellers in Tianyao Continent."

The King of the Underworld has also been investigating this old man recently.

"And my mother?"

Feng Jingyou frowned. Her father must know something when he said that.

"Your mother's identity is quite special. Maybe it's because she appeared here that..."

The Nether King did not continue speaking. He lowered his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Feng Jingyou felt that what the old man said was somewhat credible.

Her father should know these things.

"Father, isn't my mother in Tianyao Continent?"

The Nether King shook his head: "It's there, but we can't find it."

"You'er, don't worry about this matter. I will look for your mother's whereabouts."

King of the Underworld patted Feng Jingyou on the shoulder.

"Ah."

Feng Jingyou didn't continue speaking.

"Has mother been in the Netherworld Clan before I was born?"

she asked again.

Hearing this, King of the Underworld was slightly stunned.

"Been away for a while."

"But what did anyone tell you?"

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