Chapter 482: Meeting Again

In a corner of the street, a woman wearing a bamboo hat stood there, quietly looking in the direction of Zhou Yuan.

In the woman's hand, there were several dark hairs, and a group of demonic energy wrapped around these hairs.

Above the hair, there was a special light, and this light pointed directly at Zhou Yuan!

The woman's eyes were extremely complex and constantly changing.

There was love, hatred, joy, and confusion in her eyes.

But in the end, all turned into endless pain.

There was a magic flower spinning between her eyebrows, and the figure of a magic axe was looming in the magic flower.

She was Meng Wanqiu!

Meng Wanqiu could not accept the fact that she was the incarnation of the Demon Lord. Her eyes were full of fear and pain, so she found an excuse to leave the Tiannv Sect.

She didn't know how to face the master who loved her so much, and how to face the junior brothers and sisters in the sect.

She didn't want the Tiannv Sect to become a gathering place for the demons because of her.

She was avoiding all this, and didn't dare to face it. She left the Tiannv Sect as if she was running away.

But she grew up in the Tiannu Sect. After coming to North Bank City, she was confused and didn't know where to go.

She wanted to see Zhou Yuan, wanted to see that figure, maybe she could find some of herself from him.

These days, a terrible figure would appear in Meng Wanqiu's mind. This person was standing on the magic lotus and holding a magic axe, like a demon god standing in the sky.

This dream appeared every day, and no matter how she avoided it, she couldn't get rid of it.

Meng Wanqiu was in great pain. She wanted to commit suicide, but she gave up after making up her mind twice because she couldn't let go of the man who occupied her body.

The few hairs on her hand were naturally Zhou Yuan's, and they were also what she found on herself later.

She kept them all the time because they had his breath on them.

Meng Wanqiu looked at Zhou Yuan in the distance, and tears fell from her eyes unconsciously.

"Zhou Yuan, what should I do?"

Meng Wanqiu murmured to herself, with a painful look on her face. She didn't want the other party to know the secret that she was the incarnation of the Demon Lord.

She wanted to keep the original beauty in the other person's heart, but she really wanted to be with him!

Really! Really! Really!

Zhou Yuan didn't feel anything wrong at the moment. He thought for a moment, took out a piece of silk and wrote a few words on it!

"Ask for a high price to go to Tiannv City tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

After writing these words, he sat down cross-legged. This was the best way he could think of at the moment.

The people around looked at Zhou Yuan strangely, but no one said anything!

An hour passed quietly, and the entire North Bank City was as dark as ink!

On the black market side, lanterns lit up one by one, making this place look quite interesting.

Zhou Yuan sighed and decided to give up!

He stood up and put away the silk.

"Do you want to go to Tiannv City?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded beside Zhou Yuan, which made Zhou Yuan slightly stunned.

For some reason, Zhou Yuan felt a little flustered in his heart. He felt that this voice was a little familiar.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, and he looked up and spoke.

"That's true. Recently, the number of teleports to Tiannu City is too tight!"

When Zhou Yuan saw the woman wearing a bamboo hat, although he couldn't see her face, he still trembled all over.

A faint fragrance was inhaled into his nose. This fragrance was very pleasant, making the expression on Zhou Yuan's face even more wonderful.

He didn't need to use the Eye of Luck, he had already recognized that this person was Meng Wanqiu.

Zhou Yuan's heart was up and down, and he didn't know whether the other party recognized him.

"I have it, if you want it, follow me!"

After Meng Wanqiu finished speaking, he walked slowly forward.

Zhou Yuan's face was uncertain, but he sighed in the end and didn't choose to escape.

He had made up his mind to solve this matter, so he naturally wouldn't avoid anything.

Zhou Yuan followed Meng Wanqiu, and the two crossed a street in the black market, and then walked several streets, and finally came to an independent house.

Meng Wanqiu pushed the door open and entered the courtyard. Zhou Yuan looked up and followed closely, closing the door.

Meng Wanqiu turned around and stared at Zhou Yuan. Although there was a veil between them, Zhou Yuan still felt that the gaze was like a sharp sword.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally Zhou Yuan was defeated, looked away, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry!"

Zhou Yuan's words made Meng Wanqiu tremble slightly, and the tears in her eyes fell from her eyes like pearls with a broken string.

She was just thinking that if the other party still chose to escape, she would let go of everything in the past.

But at this moment, the other party's apology broke her defense!

The pressure, pain, confusion and helplessness she had endured recently came to her.

She could no longer bear this, and she just wanted to vent all the grievances in her heart.

Zhou Yuan looked at Meng Wanqiu, whose body was trembling slightly, and the tears that kept dripping from under the veil, and he cursed himself as a bastard.

Zhou Yuan walked slowly to Meng Wanqiu, slowly took off her hat, and revealed his face.

The moment he saw Meng Wanqiu, Zhou Yuan felt as if his heart was being tugged.

Compared to a few months ago, Meng Wanqiu looked much more haggard and thinner.

The bones on Zhou Yuan's face moved, revealing his original face.

He reached out to wipe the tears from Meng Wanqiu's face, but the more he wiped, the more tears came, like a flood.

"You bastard, you bullied me, woo woo..."

Meng Wanqiu could no longer suppress her surging emotions and threw herself directly into Zhou Yuan's arms.

Her delicate body trembled, but her hands tightly hugged Zhou Yuan, as if she wanted to rub him into her body.

Zhou Yuan's shoulders were wet in just a moment, and then spread to Zhou Yuan's chest.

Zhou Yuan hugged Meng Wanqiu's slender waist with one hand and stroked her soft black hair with the other hand, feeling heavy in his heart.

He knew that this responsibility belonged to him and he had to bear it.

Meng Wanqiu had suppressed herself for too long. At this moment, she finally took off all her disguises and cried bitterly in Zhou Yuan's arms.

She didn't know how long the beauty she was holding on to could last, and her heart was full of worries about the future.

Zhou Yuan already felt a large area of ​​wetness on his chest, and he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and his hands around Meng Wanqiu's slender waist tightened.

The courtyard was very quiet, with occasional insects chirping and frogs calling.

The crying sounded in the courtyard, and gradually eased after a long time, but the two people hugging did not let go.

After an unknown period of time, Meng Wanqiu's crying finally stopped, and Zhou Yuan felt his legs numb from standing.

He suddenly heard Meng Wanqiu's even breathing in his ears, and she actually fell asleep in his arms.

Zhou Yuan's eyes were soft, and his body shook, and he and Meng Wanqiu disappeared without a trace.