Capítulo 233: Chapter 233: She Is My Wife
The arrival of Blood Demon Ancestor caused chaos at the scene.
The disciples of the Holy Land stared at him in horror. They felt an extremely oppressive aura emanating from him.
Gloomy, violent.
Lin Fan caressed Mu Qing's face, bent down, face to face, feeling her lingering warmth, and murmured:
"I didn't understand before, but now I do. You are different from Old Zhang and Little Bao."
The situation at the scene changed.
Lin Fan was immersed in grief.
And the arrival of the Blood Demon Ancestor plunged the scene into chaos.
An elder of the Martial Arts Holy Land exclaimed:
"He is the Blood Demon Ancestor who was sealed near the Holy Land by the Holy Master hundreds of years ago!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples' expressions changed drastically. Some were dumbfounded, not knowing who the Blood Demon Ancestor was, but others knew. The Blood Demon Ancestor had wreaked havoc on the world, causing widespread suffering, and was the greatest enemy of all martial artists.
"Hahahaha, good, good! I didn't expect anyone to remember my prestigious name, Blood Demon Ancestor, after hundreds of years. It's a pity that your old Holy Master made me suffer so much. I won't let you off the hook. I'll use your blood to celebrate the day I broke the seal!"
At this moment, the Blood Demon Ancestor believed himself invincible.
No one was his match.
As for this Martial Arts Holy Land, it was about to become history, completely vanishing from the world.
"You must be the new Holy Master of the Martial Arts Holy Land. In that case, I'll use your blood to initiate my slaughter!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor looked at Lin Fan, then transformed into a red light and pounced.
He didn't take anyone in the Martial Arts Holy Land seriously.
Even the Holy Master was the same.
Even when his demonic powers were incomplete, he could attack and retreat seven times. If the Holy Master hadn't taken advantage of his blood exchange to launch a sneak attack, how could he have been sealed? Now, he believed he had no weaknesses.
His strength had greatly increased.
The mere Holy Master was like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered without any power to fight back.
But the reality was…
"Ahhhh…"
The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes widened in disbelief. His feet left the ground as he was lifted high into the air. He struggled, but the grip on his neck was too strong; he couldn't break free.
"Release me!"
His demonic powers were complete, he had broken the seal, and he was determined to kill gods and buddhas alike. But the current situation was not what he had imagined.
How could this be?
The disciples of the Holy Land, who had just been afraid of the Blood Demon Ancestor, widened their eyes as they witnessed this scene, as if they had seen a ghost.
They obviously hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
The overwhelmingly powerful Blood Demon Ancestor was being held by the neck with a single hand by their old master, with no room for resistance.
For Lin Fan,
The appearance of the Blood Demon Ancestor was unimportant.
He casually tossed the Blood Demon Ancestor aside, not wanting anyone to disturb him.
"Good heavens, you dare to sneak attack me!" The Blood Demon Ancestor rolled like a donkey, spinning up from the ground, roaring angrily.
Having just broken the seal, his anger was burning in his heart.
Being casually thrown out by a young man, how could he save face?
Others could tolerate it, but he couldn't.
The Blood Demon Ancestor unleashed his immense demonic power, thick blood-colored energy缠绕ing around his body. The heavens and earth changed color, and the entire Holy Land was enveloped in a bloody haze.
"Hahaha, I was just careless before. Do you think you can hurt me?"
"Let me tell you, I am immortal. I can be reborn from a single drop of blood. Even if I stand here and let you kill me, you may not be able to do it."
The overwhelming demonic might shook their minds.
The disciples of the Martial Arts Holy Land watched him warily, their hearts burning with anger.
The old Holy Master had just passed away.
And someone had come to cause trouble. Were they bullying their Holy Land because they thought it was defenseless?
Even though the Blood Demon Ancestor's reputation was formidable, and countless disciples felt fear, at this moment, they faced him without fear, vowing to suppress him.
"Ah!"
"Bang!"
The disciples of the Holy Land swarmed forward, but they were no match for the Blood Demon Ancestor. They were severely injured as soon as they approached.
"Haha, come on, you weaklings, no matter how many of you come, I'll defeat you all. Let you experience my supreme power!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed wildly.
Severely injuring countless disciples boosted his confidence, and he even forgot about being grabbed by the neck earlier.
He didn't take it to heart at all.
After all, the strength he was displaying was enough to prove how powerful he was.
Lin Fan held Mu Qing's hand, placed it against his cheek, and looked at Mu Qing lying there, full of reluctance.
He used to think the best relationship was the one he had with Old Zhang and Little Bao.
But now,
He knew, he now understood his relationship with Mu Qing was not like that with Old Zhang and Little Bao.
Memories of happy times flooded his mind.
"Husband, look at the little snowman on TV. Isn't it cute?"
"Cute."
Then, in the morning when they went out, there were all kinds of snowmen outside.
Mu Qing smiled and said, "Aren't they even more beautiful?" She pointed to two small snowmen in the distance. "That's you and me. I made them myself. I'm a crafts expert, Mu Qing."
Scene after scene replayed in his mind.
Gradually,
Lin Fan looked at the wound on Mu Qing's wrist. It was a bite mark he had left, when Mu Qing had let him bite her. He had bitten hard.
Mu Qing rubbed the wound, complaining, "Are you a dog? You bit so hard, you almost bit it off."
Lin Fan stroked the wound, muttering, "It must have hurt you a lot back then."
Crash!
The rafters shook, dust falling and settling on Mu Qing's face.
Lin Fan turned to look at the stranger outside.
He clenched his fists and walked out.
He was very angry.
Mu Qing loved cleanliness.
"Hey! You're going too far," Lin Fan said angrily.
The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed loudly: "Haha, arrogant youngster, I'll deal with you later."
Lin Fan threw a punch, a terrifying force sweeping out.
The Blood Demon Ancestor was initially dismissive, but he quickly realized something was wrong. Before the force reached him, an irresistible pressure bore down on him.
"I am immortal."
Even if he couldn't resist, so what?
As long as he had a drop of blood, he could revive.
Boom!
The force crushed down.
A chasm extending into the distance appeared before everyone's eyes.
The Blood Demon Ancestor could indeed be reborn from a drop of blood.
But in this situation, there didn't seem to be any blood left.
The disciples of the Martial Arts Holy Land were dumbfounded.
Could a human being do this?
They looked at their old master with different eyes.
In these past decades,
Lin Fan had only taken action once, at the Lin family. He had never done so again because everything was handled by the Martial Arts Holy Land or Mu Qing. He had never had to lift a finger.
The younger generation of the Martial Arts Holy Land naturally didn't know that their old master was also so ferocious.
Lin Fan returned to Mu Qing's side and cleaned the dust off her.
And at this moment,
A voice sounded in his mind.
The last danger factor has been eliminated, the mission is complete.
"I…" Lin Fan touched Mu Qing's face, with unspoken words, and instantly returned.
For the disciples of the Martial Arts Holy Land, they were still immersed in the shock of the Blood Demon Ancestor being killed in one move by their old master. When they looked at their old master, they found him frozen in place.
"Old Master…"
A disciple called softly.
Poof!
Their old master instantly dissipated before their eyes, turning into ashes scattered by the wind. For them, this scene was too shocking, beyond their imagination.
How could a person suddenly turn to dust?
Special Department.
Dormitory.
Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the clock on the wall.
00:01.
"What happened to you just now? You suddenly fell asleep and now you're suddenly awake," Old Zhang asked curiously.
The evil chicken sensed that something seemed wrong with this human.
His emotional fluctuations were a bit off.
Lin Fan got out of bed, pushed open the window, and looked out at the brightly lit night scene, lost in thought, his expression wooden.
Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
"Lin Fan, why are you crying?" Old Zhang saw the glistening tears in the corners of Lin Fan's eyes and put his arm around his shoulders to comfort him. He didn't know what Lin Fan had gone through.
Seeing this scene, he felt a deep ache in his heart, an unspeakable pain.
"I'm so sad, unspeakably sad. Just now, I went to a strange place again, and after a long, long time, I got married there, and a woman accompanied me until the very end, I..."
Lin Fan trailed off, unable to speak.
If Director Hao were here, he would definitely notice that something was wrong with Lin Fan.
He had reviewed Lin Fan's medical history.
There were many problems.
The only good thing was that he maintained a kind heart.
The rest was truly hopeless.
He had a severe emotional deficiency and a significant problem with emotional cognition.
"Is it the dream you mentioned?"
Old Zhang asked curiously, but he could feel that Lin Fan was truly sad. This had never happened before; they were always carefree and happy, thinking about all the happy things.
"It seems..." Lin Fan was about to say 'yes' when he saw the scars on the back of his hand, "No, this isn't a dream, it really exists, Old Zhang, look at the scars on my hand, they were left by my wife."
"It's still dripping blood, still bleeding."
He extended his arm in front of Old Zhang.
Old Zhang said anxiously, "How did it start bleeding all of a sudden? Let me bandage it for you."
"No," Lin Fan refused.
The evil rooster stared blankly at the scene in front of it.
Honestly, it really couldn't understand what was happening.
Just a minute ago, everything was normal. The two foolish humans, overall, didn't show any unusual signs. Then, just a minute ago, this foolish human collapsed on the bed and fell fast asleep.
A minute later, he opened his eyes and started acting crazy.
Lin Fan took out his phone and called Little Bao. The call connected quickly. "Little Bao, are you asleep?"
"Not yet, I'm playing games, want to join?" Little Bao's cheerful voice came from the other end.
"It seems that's not you," Lin Fan said disappointedly.
Little Bao asked, "Who is it?"
Beep! Beep!
Little Bao scratched his head, looking at his phone in confusion. What was going on? Could there be someone in this world exactly like him, Little Bao?
Impossible.
He, Little Bao, was handsome, talented, and rich. How could there be another baby as excellent as him?
At this moment, Old Zhang's brain was working rapidly. "Lin Fan, is the wife you're talking about the one who often appears on TV?"
"Shh, don't say it out loud, my wife will be angry if she finds out," Lin Fan whispered, covering Old Zhang's mouth.
The evil rooster, working undercover, was truly exhausted.
And also very scared.
Of these two humans in front of it, at least one had gone mad.
Wife?
You don't have a damn wife!
I, a heroic evil entity, don't even have a wife yet, so how could you?
Old Zhang asked, "Then where is your wife?"
Lin Fan said dejectedly, "She passed away."
"Hmm..." Old Zhang fell into deep thought. He felt that Lin Fan's mental state seemed a bit abnormal. Touching his forehead, he said, "He doesn't have a fever, so why is he having hallucinations?"
Then he said seriously, "Lin Fan, believe me, I won't harm you. You really don't have a wife. It's all in your imagination. You told me before that your wife is the person you exchanged letters with, no one else."
"No, it's real, I can guarantee it's real," Lin Fan said.
Old Zhang pondered.
He could guarantee it.
Lin Fan was definitely seriously ill and experiencing hallucinations; otherwise, he would never act like this.
"Let me give you a few acupuncture needles," Old Zhang decided to use his advanced acupuncture skills to save Lin Fan. After all, he was his best friend. If he didn't save him, who else could?
Lin Fan was in low spirits and shook his head. "No need, I'm not interested in acupuncture tonight, you go to sleep."
Then, he moved a chair to the window, rested his elbows on it, propped up his chin, and stared blankly at the moon outside.
"The dream is real."
"I really have a wife, it's not fake."
Lin Fan looked at the moon in the sky, his thoughts drifting away.
Old Zhang was very helpless.
His best friend seemed to have something wrong with his head. If others found out, they would definitely lock him up in a mental hospital, so he wouldn't tell anyone.
Several days later.
May 4th.
The weather was beautiful, everything was sunny and breezy.
It was a holiday, and the streets were crowded.
"You've been down in the dumps for days. Think about something happy, that's what you taught me," Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan said, "I know, but I can't be happy. I spent a long, long time there, and I miss her so much now."
Old Zhang comforted him.
My best friend...
Can you please stop this? I'm worried about you. You really don't have a wife, why won't you believe me?
Old Zhang wanted to take Lin Fan home.
The people there could definitely cure Lin Fan.
"Hi, long time no see."
The Demon God's younger sister appeared with a smile. Youthful and lively, she exuded a unique girlish charm.
"Hello."
"Hello."
Old Zhang smiled, while Lin Fan, on the other hand, was in low spirits.
The Demon God's younger sister's target was Lin Fan.
She had discussed strategies with her sister but hadn't gotten any useful, practical solutions.
But even so, she never gave up.
For her, sometimes when the opportunity came, everything would fall into place.
Everything needed time.
She couldn't be too hasty.
"Thanks for taking me out to play the other day. How about I treat you guys today?" the Demon God's younger sister asked.
Relationships were built slowly like this.
She couldn't be too rushed.
She would eventually figure something out.
Lin Fan said, "I'm not in the mood to play, Old Zhang, let's go shopping."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, whatever you want to do," Old Zhang completely agreed with Lin Fan's suggestion. Whatever he wanted, he would agree to it. After all, he had the best relationship with Lin Fan.
Although the Demon God's younger sister didn't react outwardly, she was very curious. It had only been a few days since they last saw each other, so why did things feel strange?
There was an inexplicable oddness.
Perhaps she was really overthinking it.
At this moment, outside Yanhai City's largest international mall.
The place was packed with people, overflowing with crowds. In the past, it wouldn't have caused such a commotion, but today was different.
An international superstar had arrived in Yanhai City.
The special department had even dispatched experts to provide protection.
Liu Ying observed the situation at the scene while answering the phone, his demeanor somewhat humble. "Honey, I know, but the situation is a bit complicated. Even if I want to get an autograph, I have to wait until things are over. You don't know how many people are here, and even I can't get close right now."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely complete the mission."
"Gotta go."
"Click!"
Liu Ying hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. Crazy, it was simply too crazy. The flow of people at the scene had already exceeded the peak periods of previous years.
If an evil creature were to descend, countless citizens would perish with a single stomp. He thought about his wife's request and felt it was a bit difficult. Although he was a member of the special department, his position wasn't high enough.
If he could appear next to a superstar, getting an autograph would be a simple matter.
"Mu Qing..."
"Mu Qing..."
The scene was boiling, cheering a single name. Some held light boards, others held giant photos, and some even took off their shirts and waved their arms – all to attract attention.
Mu Qing was currently the most famous international diva. Her achieving such a status at a young age was unbelievable to anyone. This time, Mu Qing's purpose was to promote awareness of the situation between humans and evil creatures. She had already given speeches in dozens of cities, causing a huge sensation everywhere she went.
Backstage:
"Sister Mu, Yanhai City is the last stop. According to the current data rankings, Yanhai City ranks first among the cities attacked by evil creatures, which is extremely dangerous. I think we should leave Yanhai City immediately after the promotion," said the middle-aged woman who was both her manager and personal assistant.
Mu Qing, wearing sunglasses and with short hair, exuded an elegant temperament. She took a drag from her cigarette and smiled, "It's okay, no need to rush."
Red lips, a cigarette, and a haughty look – she was like a queen. Anyone in the same room with her would feel immense pressure.
"Sister Mu, the local special department has dispatched personnel for this security mission. They are all experts, so safety is not a problem. The local special department chief greeted me and hoped that Sister Mu would praise Yanhai City's safety rating to reassure the public," the manager said.
Mu Qing replied, "Yes, I know."
Although people were tense in this world situation, their pursuit of entertainment was no less than before. Often, an idol's words were more effective than advertisements from the special department. After all, in a situation where no one knew when they might die, everyone needed entertainment and a spiritual pillar.
At this moment, the local person in charge pushed open the door and respectfully said, "Sister Mu, the event has started. If you don't go out, the stage will be torn down."
The person in charge had never seen such a situation. He hadn't believed it when he heard about it before, but now he truly believed it. What he witnessed firsthand was so shocking, so awe-inspiring. Her influence was truly terrifying.
Soon, when Mu Qing appeared on stage, the scene erupted. The cheers were deafening, as if the surrounding buildings could be shattered at any moment.
On the street, Lin Fan stood, looking up into the distance, lost in thought for a long time.
"Did you hear that?"
Old Zhang and the Demon Sister looked at Lin Fan curiously.
Sound? There were sounds everywhere. What was strange about it?
"I heard my wife's name." Lin Fan pricked up his ears, listening carefully. There was absolutely no mistake; he really heard it.
Old Zhang panicked, "Lin Fan, don't scare me. You're making me scared right now. I feel like you're having mental problems."
What he least wanted to see was Lin Fan having problems. As his best friend, he was naturally concerned about his well-being.
"I'm fine. I really heard it. Come with me."
Lin Fan was very excited at this moment. He couldn't hide his excitement. After so many years together, she had left a deep impression on his heart. Although there were long periods in his previous dreams, it wasn't like this.
He only stayed in the first dream for a short time. In the second dream, he stayed in prison, spacing out every day, without any change. The third dream had a great impact on Lin Fan's state of mind, changing his emotions.
The Demon Sister frowned. She heard it clearly, but she was more puzzled, feeling like she had seen a ghost. What did he just say?
Wife? How could someone like him have a wife? Were they all blind?
When they arrived at the scene, they saw a sea of people cheering the same name:
Mu Qing~
Mu Qing~
The sound was deafening. Even the Demon Sister was shocked. She had never seen a human with such charisma.
Old Zhang saw Lin Fan standing there in a daze and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong?"
"Look... that's my wife," Lin Fan said excitedly, looking at her as if she were some rare treasure. His smile was bright and beautiful, his melancholy swept away.
Old Zhang couldn't see clearly. He was too far away to see what Mu Qing looked like. Although Old Zhang was mentally ill, he wasn't stupid. He felt that Lin Fan must have made a mistake. They had never met before, so how could she be his wife? He might believe it if it was the TV host, because he saw her on TV often.
But this…it was a bit baffling.
"Hey, buddy, that's my wife, okay? Don't try to claim her," said a middle-aged fan standing next to Lin Fan, his face red with anger as he saw Lin Fan calling his idol his wife.
Lin Fan said, "She's my wife."
"That's my wife! Don't argue with me, kid. I'm telling you, she's everyone's wife here. Even if it were anyone's turn, it wouldn't be yours." The middle-aged man waved the glow stick in his hand and shouted heartbreakingly, "Wife, I love you..."
Lin Fan yelled back angrily, "Wife, I love you too..."
His voice was deafening.
The middle-aged man was surprised: "Kid, your voice is too loud! I'm so glad Mu Mu has a fan like you. Have you considered joining our fan club? We pursue her rationally, sharing Mu Mu's worries and solving her problems. As long as you agree to join our fan club, I'll agree that Mu Mu is your wife."
"She's not your wife. She's my wife," Lin Fan glared.
The middle-aged man said, "Little brother, you're going too far. We are all Mu Mu's loyal fans. How can you monopolize her? Look at all these people here. Mu Mu is our wife. Your voice is loud, but that doesn't mean you can monopolize her. Listen to me, join our fan club, let's support Mu Mu together. Unity is strength."
Lin Fan felt that something was wrong with this guy. At least, there was something wrong with his brain. She was his wife. The dream…no, it wasn't a dream, it was real. He had proof, there was absolutely no mistake.
Soon, a voice came:
"Hello everyone, I am Mu Qing."
Wow!
As Mu Qing spoke, the fans at the scene went completely wild, cheering and shouting as if they wanted to cough up their lungs.
"That's right, the familiar voice, I've listened to it for many years, it's this voice." Lin Fan pointed forward and said excitedly to Old Zhang.
Old Zhang was quite helpless. He felt that something was wrong. Lin Fan might really be sick. They had depended on each other for so many years. He knew who Lin Fan had met.
And now, listening to Lin Fan's words, he knew that Lin Fan must be sick, and the illness was very serious and needed treatment. Otherwise, if it was allowed to develop, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Did you recognize the wrong person?" the Demon Sister asked.
Although she was a demon, she often watched the news. Even though she hadn't seen Mu Qing, she knew that Mu Qing had a high status in the human world. It wasn't as simple as she thought. She hadn't heard of Mu Qing having a relationship. Therefore, this human in front of her must be overthinking.
The Demon Sister pondered, as if she had discovered some secret. So he also had a star he admired. If she started from here, perhaps there would be different gains. The specific situation needed to be carefully considered. Being able to start from this aspect would definitely be of great help to her in regaining her blood.
Lin Fan said firmly, "I didn't recognize the wrong person."
After so many years, so familiar, how could he be wrong? It must be her.
Old Zhang said, "Let's go back first. There are so many people, we can't squeeze in."
"Watch this." Lin Fan certainly wouldn't go back. He bent his knees, then suddenly jumped up, leaping towards the stage.
Just as Old Zhang was about to say something, he found that Lin Fan had disappeared from where he was standing, which left him in a daze.
The Evil Rooster had only one thought: We're screwed.
Mu Qing, who was promoting on stage, heard the roar and looked over in confusion, seeing a man land on the stage.
The experts from the special department were about to take action.
"Don't move, it's Lin Fan."
As members of the special department, everyone knew Lin Fan. He was the strongest existence in the department, an idol in everyone's hearts.
Mu Qing held the microphone, staring at him in a daze.
Who was he? How did he appear? Could someone explain?
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