"Wan Ji."

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as jade sounded, pulling Li Wanji out of the system panel.

She immediately transformed into a human form and turned her head to see Lu Mingyuan pushing the door open and walking towards her against the candlelight. There was a faint golden light behind him, his face was like a jade crown, and his eyes were like stars.

Although he was only at the Qi Refining Stage, for some reason he looked as if he had transcended the ordinary and become a saint.

"A Yuan, what's wrong?"

Li Wanji was a little surprised. She didn't expect Lu Mingyuan to come to her so late at night. However, he looked good and didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Lu Mingyuan walked slowly to her side, lowered his head, and the two of them looked into each other's eyes, close to each other.

"Wan Ji, my cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of Qi training!"

His face was full of joy, and when he raised his hand, a surge of spiritual energy appeared. Li Wanji immediately felt the concentration of spiritual energy in the stone chamber surge, and the rich spiritual energy almost turned into substance.

At the eighth level of Qi Refining, one can already use spiritual energy in a preliminary way. Once one successfully breaks through the foundation building stage, flying with Qi will no longer be a dream.

Lu Mingyuan, it turned out that he came to share his joy with her.

Two months passed, and he was finally willing to get along with her as usual.

Li Wanji felt relieved. She didn't expect that Lu Mingyuan had silently reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. It was really beyond her expectations.

"Really? Yuan, you are so awesome!"

She did not hesitate to praise him. She stood up, raised her hand and gently touched his face with a smile on her face.

Lu Mingyuan was distracted and begged softly, "Wan Ji, can you help me practice tonight?"

Li Wanji couldn't help but feel a little tempted, but she quickly came to her senses and said seriously: "Ayuan, you can't do this these days."

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingyuan was puzzled, but there was concern in his voice.

"I'm pregnant, so it's not convenient for me to practice."

Li Wanji looked him straight in the eyes and spoke seriously.

"you are pregnant?"

Lu Mingyuan's expression froze and he subconsciously took two steps back. The joy in his eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only a deep sense of loss.

"Yeah." Li Wanji did not avoid the question and admitted it frankly.

She is carrying a spiritual egg, which is completely invisible when she is in human form. This is the biggest difference between demons and humans.

But Li Wanji herself could feel the breath of the growing spiritual eggs in her belly. She could even clearly sense the pulsation of the five little lives within them. This pulsation was different from spiritual energy and was the unique vitality of life.

She valued these children very much, so she suppressed her desire and rejected Lu Mingyuan's request for protection. She was mainly afraid that helping him practice would cause spiritual power conflicts and have a bad impact on the child in her belly.

"It belongs to Master Bai, right?"

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah." Li Wanji nodded and did not deny it.

Lu Mingyuan's face turned pale, his body staggered, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He turned his back, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart.

Although he had already known that there was an unusual relationship between Li Wanji and Bai Muyun, he still felt heartbroken when he heard the news with his own ears.

That day, Lu Mingyuan saw Li Wanji returning from a banquet in Fuyan Pavilion, looking radiant.

He knew that she and Bai Muyun...

At that moment, he knew.

It turns out that the feeling of heartache is so unforgettable.

Lu Mingyuan told himself in his heart that he had to let it go, for her own good and his own.

But when he heard the news that she was pregnant, he realized that some things cannot be let go just like that.

"Ah Yuan, are you okay?"

Li Wanji walked up to him, reached out and gently touched his arm, but he dodged sideways.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired and want to be alone for a while."

But even though his heart was broken, he had to admit that Li Wanji had an irresistible charm that he simply could not resist.

He was jealous of Bai Muyun to the point of madness, but there was nothing he could do.

He was a human, and she was a demon. From the beginning, he was destined to be a bystander, watching her entangled with other men.

He once tried to convince himself that as long as he could stay by her side and protect her silently, he would be content.

But when he learned that Li Wanji was pregnant with Bai Muyun's child, all his self-deception collapsed.

He was jealous to the point of madness, his heart was in turmoil, and in an instant he was overwhelmed by a strong desire to possess her.

He wanted Lee Wan-hee, all of her, her body and her heart.

But reason finally prevailed, and he realized that he couldn't go on like this. If he continued to sink, she would only drift further and further away from him.

"I understand. You should go to bed early."

Lu Mingyuan turned around, lowered his head to hide the complexity in his eyes, and strode out the door, not willing to look back for a moment.

"A Yuan." Li Wanji suddenly called him.

"I don't love anyone."

Her voice was cold, her face expressionless, and her eyes calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Lu Mingyuan paused, turned his back to her, and seemed to have something stuck in his throat. He let out a low laugh, but it was uglier than crying.

"I know you never belonged to anyone."

He waved his hand and strode away, with the door making a dull sound.

Lu Mingyuan understood what Li Wanji meant. She was telling him that she didn't love anyone, including Bai Muyun and himself.

What she loves is freedom, cultivation, and eternal life.

And he was just an insignificant bright spot in her long life.

Maybe it’s not even a bright color, it’s just a passing visitor.

But even so, he fell hopelessly in love with her, this heartless and heartless enchantress.

She is like a rose blooming on a cliff, beautiful and dangerous, making people unable to stop.

Even though he was hurt by her time and time again, he was happy with it.

He loved her so much that he couldn't help himself.

And this love will most likely end in vain.

Lu Mingyuan often comforted himself like this: He couldn't force Li Wanji to fall in love. After all, she was a demon, and he was a human, and their ideas were different.

Perhaps, only humans care about status, while the demon race... only cares about blood inheritance.

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