After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in - Chapter 292

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

When Qiao Wan woke up again, Pei Chunzheng had already left.

Just now… what happened just now, Qiao Wan frowned and thought slowly.

Consciousness returned little by little, and Qiao Wan finally remembered that the brother named Pei Chunzheng just now seemed to have moved a little bit towards her knowledge sea——

Too bad it didn’t work.

The other party is very sickly trying to brainwash her, he is her Taoist companion, her lover, and they are about to join together.

At that moment, she did shake and fainted.

But as soon as she woke up, Qiao Wan immediately realized that she was not that “Qiao Wan”, she was just an unlucky person who traveled through.

What kind of sadomasochism and love-hate entanglement, Sick Jiao imprisoned and played in black, Qiao Wan silently supported her forehead, she suddenly felt a headache, did she really not go into any cultivation text? And this “Qiao Wan” whose body is occupied by her is actually the heroine of this self-cultivation literature?

Although Qiao Wan had a headache in her heart, she decided to be more cautious when she thought of the other party’s apparent sickness.

Let’s pretend to be brainwashed for a while, maybe Pei Chunzheng will relax his guard against her, so that she will have time to slowly explore the way out of here.

Feeling a little thirsty, Qiao Wan rolled over and got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked out slowly.

There were no furnishings in this palace, not even a glass of water was left for her, and she didn’t know the way. In desperation, she had no choice but to follow the long corridor and continue on the same path.

After a while, Qiao Wan finally came out, and this was the first time he really caught a glimpse of the “Demon Domain”.

The sky is gray and gloomy, but overall, it looks normal, there is no magma or anything like that, except for a bit darker, it doesn’t look much different from the cultivation world.

I didn’t see anyone along the way, Qiao Wan thought for a while, turned around, and continued to walk forward.

I don’t know how long I walked, and finally I saw a figure reading a book in front of a stone table in a side hall.

It was the one who killed the Matt brothers before.

When he met an “acquaintance”, Qiao Wan immediately hesitated.

Just when she was hesitating whether to go forward, the brother who killed Matt had already seen her, and he greeted her indifferently: “Sneaky, do you think I didn’t see you? Sit down.”

The other party took the initiative to say hello, and Qiao Wan no longer hesitated, stepped forward and sat down.

“Thank you buddy.”

The girl sat upright and her eyes were serious and serious. Mei Kangping was a little annoyed: “Relax.”

“…”

Then he pushed the cup of tea in front of Qiao Wan.

Unable to lick her dry and peeling lips, Qiao Wan unceremoniously picked up the teacup and drank it, the thirst in her mouth was finally relieved a lot.

“Want another drink?”

Qiao Wan whispered, “Thank you.” Then he handed over the teacup in his hand.

His eyes swept across the girl named his “niece” in front of him, and Mei Kangping’s mood was a little complicated and strange.

To be honest, Qiao Wan ordered her to be “stealed” by herself, but unfortunately, she was intercepted halfway through, and she disappeared for several years. where it goes.

As a result, when we meet again, the Emperor Ji of the Demon Domain is going to be the “Magic Queen” of the Demon Domain.

Mei Kangping has always been less interested in Pei Chunzheng. This person may be able to be a demon general, but he is determined not to be a demon monarch. Being a monarch, not revealing his true heart, rationality and coldness are the most basic things.

He was capricious, hesitant, soft, and most importantly, too paranoid, and too young.

But behind him stood an uncle who supported him. This uncle was Pei Chunzheng’s exiled eldest brother, Suri.

Under the circumstance that there was no one available in Moyu, Mei Kangping personally invited him back from worry-free city.

It is said that in Tianzhu, there was a “Worry-free King” Ashoka who built a genuine 18-layer **** to interrogate and torture prisoners. Eighteen levels of **** alive.

Suri was exiled in Wuyou City for more than a hundred years. When Mei Kangping saw him, the man’s expression was as calm and restrained as ever, and he asked Mei Kangping.

He just looked sideways lightly and offered him a deal, he wanted Xue Shi’er’s son, his nephew.

Mei Kangping agreed.

So, under the advice of Mei Kangping and Xiao Huan, Su Rui led his demon soldiers all the way north, and finally reached the Daxue Mountain in the north. Years.

The world of comprehension could no longer afford to lose. Under the resistance of the world of comprehension, the battle finally reached a stalemate for a while. Concerned about the Venerable Miaofa who was retreating in the northern region, Su Rui suspended the offensive.

Now that most of the cultivation world is in their pockets, they can afford it, but the cultivation world cannot afford it.

Mei Kangping always vaguely felt that Pei Chunzheng was not returning to the Demon Realm with true feelings at all. The “not true feelings” here means that he is still nostalgic for the world of self-cultivation.

The “monarch” he is assisting now has his own careful thoughts about the realm of the devil and the world of self-cultivation.

After all, it was just cooperation. Mei Kang was so indifferent that he thought coldly that if Pei Chunzheng was really bad for Moyu, then he would kill him.

Everything he did was to welcome the return of the emperor and the glory of the Demon Realm.

Qiao Wan naturally didn’t know what Mei Kangping was thinking about in his mind.

Aside from the fact that everyone is scheming, she gets along quite harmoniously with this Killer brother.

This Mei Kangping, although dressed up to kill Matt Sao Bao, seems to be a middle-aged person in literature and art. He drinks tea, plays chess and plays the piano alone.

Perhaps because of the knowledge left in the original owner’s mind, Qiao Wan was surprised to find that she had dabbled in Buddhism and Taoism! !

You must know that she has just finished Ma Zhe, but there is indeed an inextricable relationship between philosophy and religious studies.

In this way, the brainwaves of a lonely old man from the Demon Realm and a female college girl who came from crossing over have inexplicably reached a strange harmony.

After sitting with Mei Kangping and drinking tea for a while, Qiao Wan took the initiative to resign.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to tap out some useful information from the side, but this old fox in front of her could see through her thoughts at a glance, but she didn’t reveal the slightest bit of wind.

And Mei Kangping seemed to be surprised by her understanding of these three religions. Qiao Wan couldn’t help but ask strangely, “What did the senior think of me before?”

Mei Comping paused for a second: “Ma Huaizhen among women.”

Joey:  …

Don’t think she hadn’t heard of the name of this Kunshan demon Ma Huaizhen!

After sitting with Mei Kang for a while, as evening approached, Qiao Wan set off and returned to the magic palace.

Sure enough, Pei Chunzheng was already sitting there waiting for her.

The young man has waited for a long time, the clothes are still not properly worn, the belt is loosely tied around this slender waist, the shimmering light falls on his face, it looks a little dark and unclear, the young man raised his eyes, the end of his eyes glowed. Some slightly red, looking flirtatious and morbid.

“Qiao Wan,” the boy asked nervously and stubbornly, “where have you been?”

She is worried that she is still in a state of being “brainwashed”.

The young man in front of her should belong to the position of “lover” in her mind, Qiao Wan hesitated for half a second. The main reason for the hesitation was that she had never been in a relationship, let alone how she would get along with her boyfriend. That senior Mei Kangping.”

The boy’s eyelashes trembled: “Well.”

His icy fingers followed her fingertips all the way up, and he clenched his backhand, but stopped moving.

Qiao Wan’s nervous body suddenly relaxed a little and glanced at the young man.

She didn’t know what kind of grievances and entanglements there had been between Yuanshen and this brother, and naturally she couldn’t have too much strong love and hatred for this young man.

So, Joe paused for a while, and began to try to correct the boy who had a problem in his heart.

Anyway, Qiao Wan thought hesitantly, she was not in a hurry to leave.

“We are about to join the membership soon.” The boy lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled even more, as if he was looking forward to it and at the same time he was afraid.

“Qiao Wan, what exactly do you think of me?”

He was worried, Pei Chunzheng felt a stagnation in his heart, thinking that he had stolen the rare harmony in front of him, he was guilty of being a thief, tossed and turned, and had trouble sleeping and eating.

Although it seems to be sick and charming, it is unexpectedly innocent. Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, and then silently looked at the sky: I have never gotten along with you, and I don’t know who you are, brother.

In the end, I had no choice but to take a more scumbag argument and bite the bullet: “I like you.”

Even if he knew that all this was fake, when he heard these four words from Qiao Wan’s mouth, Pei Chunzheng’s heartbeat suddenly stopped at this moment, and then jumped wildly again.

He was nervous and happy, ecstatic at the same time suspicious, fearful, inferior, delighted, and uncertain. These capricious emotions were rolling in his heart like dark clouds.

Pei Chunzheng’s voice was hoarse, his peach blossom eyes drooped, and he clenched her hand: “What… is like, what is love?”

“What is love?” Qiao Wan paused.

So in this empty magic palace, the boys and girls sat side by side on the ground, and began to discuss the issue of “love” seriously.

This issue is really too big, and no one can explain love for this kind of thing through the ages.

“Like is a very beautiful thing.” Qiao Wan said, “but the level of love is a little deeper.”

“Love… Love is selfishness, possession, respect, restraint, and dedication.”

Sick Jiao is an attribute that Qiao Wan has only encountered in novels. Now she is sitting in front of a suspected living Sick Jiao. Qiao Wan is cautious and considers it for a while before slowly speaking.

“For example, I love my mother very much, but she and my father live very unhappily.” Glancing at Pei Chunzheng, Qiao Wan continued, “Both of them are very unhappy, living together is a kind of torture. , but endured this pain for the sake of their children. They sacrificed themselves out of ‘love’ for their children.”

“It is true that I love my father and mother very much, and I don’t want to let them go. This is ‘selfishness and possession’ in ‘love’, which is human nature. But in this case,” Qiao Wan said calmly , “I’m willing to let go and respect their choice and leave. This is restraint.”

“True love conquers selfishness, it gives strength, it is the most indestructible thing in the world.”