The little girl: "What did you say? I don't understand."
Mu Anxiao smiled: "You're just a little girl, you don't need to know so much."
"You," the inner demon slightly lowered its head to look at the soul sword pressed against its neck, "You dare not kill me."
"Who says I don't dare? Speaking of which, you are quite despicable."
"I..."
"The inner demon of Fengqishi, hand it over."
"You saw it." The little girl was surprised.
Mu Anxiao: "I have to say, you are quite clever, using Fengqishi's inner demon to boost your sorcery and control others. It's a pity that Fengqishi's inner demon only contains childhood trauma. Because of this, you can only control demons who were not recognized as children and are insecure as adults, including demons hurt by their parents, just like Xiao Er."
"Stop acting smart."
"Hand it over."
"What use do you have for him?"
"What I want him for," Mu Anxiao snorted, "you don't need to know."
"He went to your..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I won't allow you to hurt Fengqishi."
The little girl: "..." Her eyes flickered.
"Either let him appear, or," Mu Anxiao slowly raised the soul sword, "you die."
The little girl's eyes were firm, "You won't kill me." With that, she closed her eyes.
Mu Anxiao sneered and instantly swung the soul sword down.
The light on the soul sword became exceptionally bright as it descended.
Fengqishi: "..." He was stunned by Mu Anxiao's words and her actions.
Then, just as the sword blade was about to touch the little girl, a red light descended from the sky, and the little boy appeared again, "Don't."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao stopped and looked at the little boy, "Inner demon."
The little girl, hearing the voice, hurriedly opened her eyes and turned to look at the little boy, "What are you doing?"
The little boy: "I can't watch you die."
"You..."
"What do you want to do?" the little boy interrupted, looking up at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao put down the soul sword in her hand and looked down at the frightened little boy, then glanced at the little girl, "I really doubt, are you and Fengqishi the same person?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, the little boy looked up at Fengqishi who was walking over, his eyes sinking, "I am him."
"Tell me," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at the little girl who was looking at her, "Then what is your relationship with her?"
The little boy looked at the little girl and said, "She saved me."
"Saved?"
"Yes, I am..."
"Don't say it, if you say it, you'll die." The little girl grabbed the little boy's arm.
The little boy looked at the little girl, then at Fengqishi, "I always thought he would accept me, but I was wrong." He lowered his eyelids, "He'd rather have this cold-blooded woman than acknowledge me."
Fengqishi asked: "You are me, why wouldn't I acknowledge you?"
The little boy slowly looked up at Fengqishi, "Then are you willing to give me your body?"
"Of course not."
"See," the little boy's eyes were full of tears, "You don't accept me, just like Mom didn't accept me."
"Cry."
The little boy was stunned.
"Remember how we used to cry, and Mom would scold us, saying what's a man crying for? But she wouldn't say anything when our two older brothers cried," Fengqishi gave a wry smile, "So biased."
"Hmm?" Mu Anxiao's mouth twitched.
Fengqishi glanced at Mu Anxiao, took a step forward, squatted down to look at the little boy, "I was so handsome when I was little." He reached out and patted the little boy's head.
The little boy looked down at Fengqishi and cried.
"I'm sorry," Fengqishi placed his hand on the little boy's shoulder, "I always made useless promises when I was little. Do you know what I learned after coming here?"
"What?"
"Only you can protect yourself. Besides your parents, the only one who can like and embrace you is yourself. Things like this," Fengqishi gently hugged the little boy, "don't need to be taken to heart. Mom has her own life, Mom has children she likes. Whether she likes us or not is her freedom, we can't control it. If she dislikes us, we can't force her to like us. In the end, we can only change ourselves."
Listening to Fengqishi's words, the little boy cried hysterically.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She looked at the little girl, who had slightly lowered her eyelids, "Tell me."
The little girl looked up at Mu Anxiao, her eyes sinking.
"Inner demons are only suitable for the demon realm, so I brought him back."
Mu Anxiao: "The moment Fengqishi arrived here, the inner demon had already left Fengqishi's body. So, you saved him when he was about to disappear."
The little girl: "Yes, he floated into the demon realm. At that time," she glanced at the little boy who was still hugging Fengqishi and crying, covering her ears, "he already had basic consciousness. If I let him drift like that, he was destined to die. Rather than that, I might as well save him."
"And then?"
"Then, if he wanted to maintain his form, he had to make other demons sympathize with him and absorb their demonic energy," the little girl said expressionlessly. "Thus, we collaborated. I was responsible for control, and he was responsible for evoking the most painful childhood memories from the depths of their hearts."
"You two are collaborators."
"Yes."
"You..." Mu Anxiao remembered the first time she saw the little girl and asked, "Have you had a similar experience?" She glanced at the little boy.
"..." The little girl's eyes were vacant, "We'll meet again. He has found himself." With that, she turned into red light and disappeared.
Immediately, the little boy also separated from Fengqishi.
"I've waited for you for ten years," the little boy said, red light points gradually radiating from his body.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao was stunned, "Are you disappearing?"
The little boy looked up at Mu Anxiao, "Thank you for taking care of me."
Mu Anxiao looked at the little boy's pale cheeks and his red-glowing eyes, and felt a strange feeling.
That feeling was sadness, reluctance, she couldn't quite describe it.
In any case, her nose tip stung, and she remembered Shen Yan, who had disappeared before her eyes that year to be reincarnated.
Fengqishi said: "As long as I'm alive, you are not dead."
The little boy: "..." He stepped back and disappeared with a smile.
The moment he disappeared, Fengqishi lowered his head.
Mu Anxiao held back her tears and looked down at Fengqishi, "You're crying."
"...." Fengqishi stood up, turned to Mu Anxiao, and said, "My mother is no longer my inner demon."
Mu Anxiao: "She hasn't been for ten years."
Fengqishi smiled faintly, "Thank you for saving me."