My Demon Queen

Chapter 198 Crooked ways

Ye An hurriedly explained: "No, no, you are extremely beautiful, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble and make me worry about your safety."

Mo Qingcheng was slightly startled when she heard this. Her heart was like a lake with a stone thrown into it, with a barely perceptible ripple. However, she said indifferently, "Do you want me to worry?"

Upon hearing this, Ye An hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, you are the Demon Queen, I need to worry about others."

When Mo Qingcheng heard Ye An's words, her beautiful eyes turned cold, her gaze was like a cold star, and she immediately asked, "Who are you worried about?"

Ye An was instantly overwhelmed, and secretly complained in his heart, "This woman, why can't she understand... Oh, forget it, the idea is here."

"Of course it's those ordinary people. Think about it, if someone like that happens again, won't we have to worry about them?" Ye An said with a bit of helplessness on his face.

"I am no different from ordinary people now." Mo Qingcheng said lightly, his expression as calm as water, as if he was stating a very ordinary fact.

"I'm not doing that. If I get impulsive, those people will be in trouble." Ye An said with a smile, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingcheng's expression relaxed a lot. The tense expression on her face gradually melted like ice and snow. She didn't argue any more and agreed to Ye An's request.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng no longer resisted, Ye An began to cast a formation on Mo Qingcheng.

He looked focused, waving a paper fan in his hand, and his spiritual energy was interweaving in the air like silk threads.

When Mo Qingcheng saw Ye An casting a formation on her, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Why didn't she feel any rejection at all towards Ye An's actions?

Ye An watched as Mo Qingcheng's appearance began to change under the blessing of the formation. That peerless face had now turned into an ordinary face.

The originally angelic face has become ordinary, but it still cannot conceal her temperament.

Ye An was just about to put away the paper fan with satisfaction, but suddenly he thought of something, frowned slightly, walked around behind Mo Qingcheng, circulated his spiritual power again, and began to carve another formation.

At first Mo Qingcheng was very confused and full of curiosity, but in the end she held back from asking questions, because for some reason, deep down in her heart she just didn't think Ye An would hurt her.

"Ok, it's done." Ye An patted the non-existent dust on his hands, nodded with satisfaction, his face filled with the joy of success.

Mo Qingcheng was a little confused when she heard Ye An saying strange things. She turned around and asked, "O...k, what does it mean?"

Ye An was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had forgotten that he was in the world of cultivation. Then he explained awkwardly: "Ok. It means good, or good, in our hometown dialect."

Ye An laughed it off, trying to get away with it. Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly, but she became more and more curious about Ye An's hometown.

"Then, let's go, my little lady." Ye An bent down and bowed, making a gesture of invitation, with a flattering smile on his face.

"I'm not your wife yet." Mo Qingcheng said lightly, then walked out with light and graceful steps.

After hearing this, Ye An was slightly stunned, then he burst into laughter and jumped after him.

"Hey, then what should I call you? I always feel that calling you Mo Qingcheng is too unfamiliar. How about Qingcheng? No, that's too awkward. Xiao Momo... doesn't work either. It sounds like calling you a pet. How about... Xiaocheng..."

Ye An walked beside Mo Qingcheng, muttering to himself as he walked.

At first, Mo Qingcheng didn't care how Ye An called her, but when she heard the names Ye An gave her became more and more outrageous, Mo Qingcheng only felt a nerve throbbing in her temple.

Finally, Mo Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore. She raised her slender and round legs and kicked Ye An with a hint of anger.

"roll……"

"Ouch..."

"Plop~"

Accompanied by a sound of falling to the ground, Ye An was kicked by Mo Qingcheng and fell onto the grass on the side of the road. He fell straight on the grass, splashing a cloud of dust.

Mo Qingcheng continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, with a graceful figure and without a trace of hesitation.

"If it doesn't work, I'll call you Lao Mo from now on."

Ye An lay on the grass and shouted at Mo Qingcheng, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Mo Qingcheng pretended not to hear anything and walked on her own, but the corners of her mouth were always slightly raised, and that barely noticeable curve revealed a hint of joy in her heart.

The road was long and time flew by quickly. Half a day had passed in the blink of an eye. When it was almost dark, Mo Qingcheng and Ye An arrived at the city gate.

"Maple Forest City... this city seems very big?"

Ye An looked at the towering city walls. The blue stone bricks had weathered wind and rain but were still solid, showing that this was an indestructible city.

"Have you figured out how to get the money?"

Mo Qingcheng stood aside and spoke lightly, her voice cold, as if the magnificent city wall in front of her was nothing more than that in her eyes.

"Of course it's to rob the rich and give to the poor. Let me see which innocent person is the lucky one today."

As Ye An spoke, he looked at the passers-by with a sharp gaze, his eyes revealing excitement.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An speechlessly. She didn't expect that Ye An would really intend to do this. She also didn't expect that as the Queen of the Demon Clan, she would one day be brought by Ye An to do such a thing.

Then Mo Qingcheng looked at the tea stall not far away, intending to distance herself from Ye An, and walked slowly and gracefully to the tea stall.

Originally, Mo Qingcheng planned to take out a few unused gadgets from her storage bag and ask Ye An to exchange them for money, but then she remembered that Ye An found an excuse to take her out of the cabin and changed his appearance, and probably didn't want anyone to disturb them again, so she didn't mention it.

"Would you like some tea, girl?"

The old man at the tea stall saw that Mo Qingcheng looked like an ordinary person, but had an extraordinary temperament, and the clothes he was wearing were also noble and elegant, so he walked up to her and asked with a smile.

Mo Qingcheng nodded lightly without saying anything, but focused her attention on Ye An not far away.

The old man looked at Mo Qingcheng's indifferent expression and didn't say much. Thinking that he had experienced all kinds of people, he quietly stepped aside and brought a pot of tea and a teacup for Mo Qingcheng.

At this time, Ye An frowned as he looked at the passers-by. Among them were some people of noble status, but they all looked very polite. When they saw Ye An looking at them, they all smiled at Ye An kindly and nodded slightly.

For a moment, Ye An was too embarrassed to attack them. After all, nine years of compulsory education had never taught him the principle of attacking good people.

Ye An looked at the passers-by hurriedly with some difficulty, muttering to himself.

"It's hard to do it. Can you be a little more arrogant? Why are you so kind? And kid, why are you smiling at me? If you weren't so young, I would have snatched your candied haws. And, auntie, please stop looking at me. It's really inappropriate."

Ye An looked away speechlessly, and was about to talk to Mo Qingcheng dejectedly, but a wild, crisp and arrogant voice came to his ears.

"Go, everyone, get out of the way, go~"

At this time, a woman riding a white horse came into everyone's sight.

She was wearing a fiery red dress. The bright color was like a burning flame, shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it would burn everything around it.

Her hair was tied up high and combed into an exquisite yet sharp bun. A few strands of hair were playfully scattered down, dancing freely in the wind, adding a bit of unruly and free-spiritedness.

Her face was noble and absolutely beautiful, her fair skin was as delicate and smooth as mutton-fat jade, her eyebrows were as dark as distant black, and her slightly upturned eyes carried a hint of innate pride and confidence. Under her straight nose, her beautiful red lips were slightly upturned at the moment, outlining an extremely proud smile, which revealed an unbridled and ostentatious look.

She waved the whip in her hand wantonly and shouted happily, her arrogant attitude seemed as if all the rules in the world could not restrain her freedom.

Under her control, the white horse's four hooves were flying, and its agile body galloped like the wind. Wherever it went, it raised a cloud of dust, attracting passers-by to look sideways and avoid it in panic.

When Ye An saw this fiery red figure, he instantly felt alive.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

Ye An rubbed his hands excitedly, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out a paper fan, and a formation appeared in front of the woman on horseback.

"Ah~"

"Boom~"

As screams and the sound of the horse falling were heard, the woman flew off the horse. At that moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and people exclaimed one after another.

At this critical moment, Ye An did not hesitate and immediately activated the formation. His spiritual power surged like a tide, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost.

The next moment, he appeared beside the woman, aimed at the purse on her waist, and reached out with lightning speed.

After succeeding, he retreated back into the crowd in an instant like a gust of wind, his movements were so fast that it was difficult to detect.

Ye An stood still, playing with the bulging purse in his hand, a smug smile on his face, secretly delighted at this unexpected gain.

Mo Qingcheng saw it all. A smile appeared on her beautiful face. Then she picked up the tea bowl with amusement, gently opened the lid, elegantly skimmed off the tea foam, and gently tasted it.

The woman spun in the air, showing her extraordinary skills. She was agile, her clothes fluttering, and then she landed gracefully.

When she landed, her feet slid across the ground quickly, leaving a long trail and raising a cloud of dust. After she stood firm, she glanced around sharply, as if she was looking for something.

"Well, not bad, isn't it?"

Ye An also came to Mo Qingcheng with a smug look on his face, and did not pay any attention to the scene when the girl just landed, because in Ye An's opinion, at that angle, if she flew out, at most she would get some skin scratches and there would be no danger.

"Hmph, it's a crooked way."

Mo Qingcheng snorted lightly, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth betrayed that she was not really angry.

Ye An found it a little funny, thinking to himself, "Sister, you are the Queen of the Demon Clan, and you told me that I am a heretic. In the eyes of the human race, you are the leader of the heretics!"

Although Ye An thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He then put on a smile and said to Mo Qingcheng, "Let's go into the city and have a good meal."

"You little thief, you stole my purse."