Chapter 592 (1/2)

At the foot of the Dragon King Treasured Mountain, Demonic Dragon King and the elders had just finished discussing the matter of the Dragon Race Convention. Long Yi went over and directly chatted with them for a while. These elders had already heard of the strength of Long Yi, especially Pierre, since he had seen it with his own eyes. These old fellows didn't flaunt their seniority in front of Long Yi. After all, this world was a world where the strong were respected. Moreover, the relation between Long Yi and the Devouring Dragon Physique was an unusually close one. Even if he hadn't had this relation, Long Yi might still have become an imperial kinsman of the Dragon Race through his numerous Dragon Princess admirers.

After a bit, Long Yi set up a transfer magic array at the foot of this treasured mountain. It was comparatively larger than the first transfer magic array. Since this was the first time he had come to the Demonic Dragon Island, he thought about playing around for a few days, but seeing that Liuli was very anxious, he didn't remain here for a long time. He carefully listened as the Demonic Dragon King explained the route again and then bid farewell to everyone on Demonic Dragon Island. He along with Liuli rode Bai Yu and flew toward the vast sea, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The cold moonlight softly illuminated every corner of the imperial city. The air didn't seem to be pleasantly cool like in the past; instead, it was somewhat gloomy and cold. One could vaguely see a few stars in the sky; it truly was not the starry sky like it had been in the past. The desolate moon was very lonely.

On Tianya Mountain, a beautiful and elegant figure stood straight like a thousand years old fossil. Seemingly, this figure never moved. When the mountain wind blew, her beautiful hair would flutter in the air, making her looked like a fairy floating above this world.

”Long Yi, have you ever thought of me? Or, have you already forgotten this Hanyan after being surrounded by numerous beauties?” Mu Hanyan watched the cold moon in the sky, recalling Long Yi's smiling face: his pitch black eyes that were like stars, the smile on his face that was like a bewitching magic speeding up the heartbeats of others.

Several months ago, she had woken up from a coma and discovered that she had landed in the imperial palace of the Cyan Wind Empire. After that, she had smiled miserably and never spoken again. She would have rather preferred to die in Long Yi's bosom and be buried in the mountain with wildflowers everywhere. Her flesh and blood would nourish the flowers and plants while her soul would float along with the cool breeze. Like that, whenever she missed Long Yi, the gentle breeze would blow those flowers and plants to tell Long Yi that she was thinking about him. Now, although she was alive, she and Long Yi were in two completely different worlds. A powerful invisible barrier had thoroughly separated them. At first, she had forced herself to not think of Long Yi, that man engraved on her bones and heart, but she had discovered that death was better than living like that. Only by thinking of his warm smile and pitch-black eyes filled with wisdom, did she know that she was still a living person.

”Big sister!” A clear and melodious voice came from behind.

Mu Hanyan shook a bit, and the phantom above the cold moon disappeared without a trace. The warm smile on her face also disappeared as if she had never smiled in a thousand forlorn years.

She sighed softly, but she neither turned around nor replied.

”Big sister, are you still blaming me?” Jingjing stepped forward, and grabbing the hand of Mu Hanyan, she asked.

The little hand of Mu Hanyan trembled, and she retracted her hand. Then indifferently watching Jingjing, she said, ”Blame you? Why would I blame you? Also, Tianya Mountain is my territory, I wish to stay here alone. I don't want anyone coming to disturb me.”

After speaking these words, Mu Hanyan turned away and walked toward a small wooden house not far away.

”Big sister, don't you want to see Long Yi again?” Jingjing watched the lonely back of Mu Hanyan and shouted.

Mu Hanyan paused and didn't move for a long time. Then, she faintly said, ”Come in. Let's talk about it.”

In that small wooden house, the two sisters sat opposite of each other. Clearly, these two women had gotten much thinner in this period of time. Especially for Mu Hanyan, that bewitching and charming att.i.tude of hers had completely disappeared. It was replaced by indifference. Her beautiful eyes were also lifeless without any spirit that had brimmed within them in the past.

”Speak, did you find a way to split open the energy cover?” Mu Hanyan indifferently asked.

Jingjing shook her head and said, ”Not yet. I have done over a hundred tests, but I have not succeeded so far.”

Mu Hanyan frowned before the hint of emotion hidden deep in the bottom of her heart dispersed again.