Chapter 990 - 976: A Familiar Scent

When Meng Qing spoke those words, his tone was indifferent, as if he didn’t care or mind at all.

He only cared about her.

Only when it came to matters concerning her did his voice carry warmth and emotion.

Listening to this, Su Muyao was thoughtful, it seemed that after the Demon Realm’s restart, there had been continuous territorial conflicts.

So the Dark Beastmen of the Demon Realm were too busy warring to have time to fight the Beastmen.

She couldn’t help but think of Xie Guixue, her expression momentarily distant.

As a Pure Blood Dark Beastman, his strength must be formidable, and his status in the Demon Realm should not be low.

Back when interrogating the Family Head of the Sikou Family on Cang Beast Continent, the Family Head confessed that Sikou Cai Xu entered the Demon Realm for Xie Guixue.

Of course, Sikou Cai Xu is not a Dark Beastman, but the Demon Race Beastmen seemed to have a way to convert part of her blood into that of the Demon Clan, allowing her to become half Demon Race Beastman, so she could enter the Demon Realm.

"Only Dark Beastmen can survive in the Demon Realm, other Beastmen cannot adapt to the climate there, right?"

Meng Qing explained, "Not exactly. If another Beastman’s partner is a Dark Beastman from the Demon Realm, there are ways to survive and adapt to the climate there."

"The more pure and powerful their partner’s blood power is, the stronger their adaptability."

"If someone partners with a Pure Blood Dark Beastman, they can live normally in the Demon Realm."

On hearing this, Su Muyao’s expression changed.

It seemed Xie Guixue has now fully awakened into a Pure Blood Dark Beastman.

Now that she still bears their Contract Mark, she should be able to live in the Demon Realm too.

At this thought, Su Muyao forced herself to stop; she wouldn’t go to the Demon Realm.

Under no circumstances would she go to the Demon Realm.

Su Muyao was very resistant to it internally.

"If the relationship is broken, the female and male are no longer connected, and naturally can’t live in the Demon Realm."

She mumbled this, not knowing if she was saying it to herself or to someone else.

Meng Qing’s voice lowered further, "For a powerful Demon Race Beastman, as long as the Contract was made in the past, it is effective."

Su Muyao’s gaze darkened, and she said nothing.

Meng Qing seemed adept at reading Su Muyao’s expressions, so he also fell silent.

Su Muyao did not wish to speak any more, nor did she wish to learn about anything regarding the Demon Realm. She moved forward, opened the door, and went outside.

But she found she could only move around near the bamboo house. She tried to go a bit further, but the fog was too perplexing, whenever she moved back and forth, she still ended up circling in place.

After much effort, Su Muyao still couldn’t leave the bamboo house.

She tried various methods, even calling out Jing Chu’s name, playing musical instruments, but nothing worked.

The mist shrouded everything.

In the end, Su Muyao returned to the bamboo house in defeat.

When she went back inside, she found Meng Qing asleep, curled up on the floor.

Perhaps due to his injuries, his body trembled slightly even in sleep.

Su Muyao approached and lifted him onto the bed.

Perhaps sensing the warmth emanating from Su Muyao, his body involuntarily snuggled closer, even his cat head gently nuzzled.

Then, he nestled into a particularly soft spot.

Su Muyao froze, her hands slackened, and he fell onto the bed.

He awoke immediately.

When he first woke, his pretty cat eyes still carried a trace of confusion; involuntarily, he murmured, "Wife..."

As he uttered these two words, his cool voice carried a lingering melody, as if filled with endless affection.

This sound made Su Muyao’s head buzz, her heart surging with an indescribable feeling.

Seeing her expression clearly, he snapped back to reality, "Sorry, sorry, you don’t like being called that, I won’t call you that."

Feeling a little apologetic for letting him fall, Su Muyao coughed and said, "I saw you on the floor just now, it was cold, so I put you on the bed."

Meng Qing whispered, "You sleep on the bed."

It was very cold at night here, and the mist brought a chilly dampness that continuously crept indoors.

The bamboo house wasn’t warm, even the wind and snow seeped in.

Su Muyao said, "You are the host, you sleep on the bed. I’m thick-skinned, I’ll be fine on the floor."

Actually, Su Muyao was a bit tired now, having walked so many circles outside, she did want to sleep.

She looked around, "Is there anything else? I’ll make a bed on the floor."

Meng Qing immediately jumped down from the bed, "No, you sleep on the bed."

"I have beast skins, I can just find a piece of beast skin for the floor."

"Otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep in peace."

"In our Demon Clan, not taking care of females is looked down upon and scorned."

No matter what, he couldn’t let her suffer.

"Nobody will know, anyway, I won’t say a word, and I’m not going to the Demon Realm."

Meng Qing lowered his head, "Even so, that’s not acceptable."

Under Meng Qing’s insistence, Su Muyao watched as he took out a thick piece of beast skin and could only lie down on the bed.

But once she lay down, she found herself unable to sleep.

The place was full of secrets, and she couldn’t sleep peacefully.

Meng Qing lay motionless on the beast skin on the floor. He was very tired and sleepy, his body in pain, but he still listened carefully to her movements, and just by hearing her breathing, he knew she was still awake. After thinking for a bit, he gently explained, "This place is safe, nothing will happen, because the mist here can kill without trace, even beasts won’t enter here."

Su Muyao immediately broke into goosebumps, "No way, I just walked in the mist for so long."

She carefully examined herself, finding everything intact.

Meng Qing said, "That shows this mist won’t hurt you, so you don’t need to worry, you can sleep well."

"Though my power is sealed, I’m a Cat Beast, with excellent hearing, I can hear sounds from far away."

Hearing this, Su Muyao finally relaxed, and unconsciously fell asleep.

After she fell asleep, the Cat Beast still didn’t sleep. Watching her kick off the blanket in the middle of the night, he got up to cover her up.

Again and again, until the middle of the night, his eyes grew even more vivid with pink, as if losing rationality.

Those pink eyes were like pink bubbles.

He gently touched her face with his cat paw, but as he got closer, he didn’t dare to truly touch her.

His tail tentatively emerged, curling around her arm.

Seeing that she wasn’t waking up, he dared to cautiously inch closer.

Just being near her, sensing her pheromones, sent shivers of comfort through him.

His injuries began to heal.

He said with sincerity, being close to her indeed improved his injuries, truly.

His case was special, only she could soothe him.

Once he healed a bit more, he would be able to take human form.

He gazed at her deeply, gently touching the strands of hair by her face, not wanting to let go.

He whispered, "Wife..."

Just uttering that address made his heart tremble.

Pink mist emanated from his body, enveloping Su Muyao, like a pink net trapping her.

In her sleep, a bit groggy, Su Muyao felt as if she smelled a scent crisp like wind and snow, cool and pleasant, yet so familiar.

In her daze, she thought it was Xie Guixue’s scent.