Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 1115 Father and Son's Match Reveals Murderous Intent

Purple window, unadorned, a painting of a woman, an unforgettable scene!

"Mother, why are you crying?"

On the bed, five-year-old Ji Yichen tried to get up, but he couldn't move. Only now did he realize how painful his shoulder injury was!

"Chen'er, don't move, be careful your wound will reopen!"

"Mother, I'm sorry I made you angry!"

Shen Surong wiped away her tears and came to the bedside.

"You're always causing trouble, now you know what pain is, don't you? Even though you're the young master of the Ji family, there are still many people in the Ji family who aren't afraid of you!"

"Mother, who was that girl who hurt me?"

"She is the one who will run the Ji family with you in the future!"

Ji Yichen didn't understand.

"Hmph, next time I see her, I'll definitely cut off one of her arms! Mother, I need to work hard at my cultivation!"

"Meet her? Will you ever see her again? Some people are hard to see again!"

After Shen Surong finished speaking, she looked at the painting in the room, and the person in the painting was herself.

Tears welled up in Shen Surong's eyes again without her noticing.

Xiao Yichen had never seen her mother so heartbroken.

"Mother, what's wrong? Why do you keep looking at your own portrait? Shouldn't you be looking at Father's portrait? Mother, why are there two portraits hanging in this room, one facing south and one facing north, instead of a portrait of you and Father together? What are you and Father looking at each other about?"

Xiao Yichen had wanted to ask this for a long time. He had seen his mother staring blankly in front of his portrait more than once, and his father would also stand in front of his portrait in a daze.

Shen Surong got up again and walked to the portrait, remaining silent for a long time before finally saying something inexplicable:

"Chen'er, if one day you meet a girl named Mu Qingxue, promise your mother you won't hurt her, okay?"

Xiao Yichen blinked his big eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mother, is the man surnamed Mu from the Extraterrestrial Demon Sect? I think I've heard Father mention him before!"

"Yes, but Chen'er, you have to promise your mother not to hurt Mu Qingxue, okay?"

Shen Yichen did not agree, but instead asked:

"Mother, why?"

After pondering for a long time, Shen Surong said softly:

"Because this painting was painted by Mu Qingxue's mother for her mother!"

"Is Father's painting also one?"

"Your mother doesn't know, you'll have to ask your father!"

Shen Surong reached out and touched her portrait, tears streaming down her face like a spring.

Shen Surong is really heartbroken!

Xiao Yichen did not agree to his mother's request!

"Mother, good and evil have always been opposed. I am the young master of the Ji family, and I cannot have the slightest sympathy for the demonic path!"

Shen Surong was heartbroken and returned to the bedside.

"Ah, Chen'er, if one day you enter the martial world, you'll know what is right and what is wrong!"

Shen Surong helped Xiao Yichen up and pushed the wheelchair out of the house.

The sun shines brightly, and the spring breeze carries a sweet fragrance.

Ji Qingyun stood in the connecting corridor.

"Su Rong, news has come from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect: Li Shutong is dead!"

"It has nothing to do with me, Qingyun. You don't need to test me. My heart is only for Chen'er. I just want to watch Chen'er grow up!"

"Father, who painted your portrait in the room?"

Ji Qingyun looked at Xiao Yichen and smiled slightly.

“That was drawn by my father himself!”

Shen Surong and Xiao Yichen were both taken aback upon hearing this.

Shen Surong hadn't expected this outcome; she had always thought that Ji Qingyun was also reminiscing about someone by looking at the object.

"Qingyun, you're reminiscing about your past self, aren't you?"

"And you? Do you miss the Shen Surong that Li Shutong knew, or the Shen Surong of the past?"

Xiao Yichen didn't understand and shouted:

"Father, Mother, please push me around and play with me, okay?"

Behind the wheelchair, Ji Qingyun and Shen Surong each pushed one side, neither of them saying a word.

"Father, do you know Mu Qingxue? My mother won't let me kill her, what should I do?"

Ji Qingyun did not respond.

"Chen'er, let your father play a game of chess with you!"

Xiao Yichen was overjoyed; he had been cooped up in bed for ages.

Inside the pavilion, father and son face off in a game of chess!

Xiao Yichen forgot who won and who lost, but he remembered one thing: there was a "kill" character on the chessboard, and it was a move he made himself. That must be his father's answer!

In the pavilion on the hill north of Luowu Ancient City, Shen Yichen slowly opened his eyes as the setting sun's light just departed from him.

"Yichen, you're awake! You scared me to death!"

Mu Qingxue was really anxious.

Shen Yichen stared at Mu Qingxue quietly for a very long time!

This made Jian Chenqing and Mu Qingxue nervous.

"Hey, what's with that look? Does it mean you're going to let Mu have a child?"

"Qingxue, we are very close to our mothers, and besides, your mother is dead!"

Shen Yichen originally intended to keep it from Mu Qingxue, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally told her.

"Yichen, how...how did you know?"

"My father said so, and my mother cried; she was very sad!"

Mu Qingxue looked slightly surprised; she hadn't taken it seriously at first.

"Yichen, your mother isn't dead, so how could my mother be dead? I don't believe it. Even if she is dead, I'll find out where she's buried!"

Mu Qingxue wasn't sad, because she had known the answer more than a decade ago; she was just unwilling to give up.

"Can't you two be a little more serious? You still have your hearts stuck in your chests!"

Jian Chenqing was speechless.

Shen Yichen ignored Jian Chenqing, reached out and stroked Mu Qingxue's face, whispering:

"Qingxue, what if one day I really find my former self again and want to kill you? What then?"

Jian Chenqing and Mu Qingxue's expressions changed slightly.

"Yichen, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Yichen closed his eyes tightly and two lines of tears fell.

"I remembered something from the past. When I was five years old, I heard your name. My mother forbade me to kill you, but my father and I were filled with murderous intent towards you. That murderous intent was so strong and so real!"

"I...you better get up and heal your wounds, stop saying nonsensical things and scaring people!"

Jian Chenqing wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Shen Yichen's condition is really quite frightening.

Actually, Shen Yichen was even more frightening when he was unconscious; a strong killing intent emanated from him.

Mu Qingxue's expression changed drastically, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Could it be that your killing intent originates from the heart within your bloodline?"

Shen Yichen nodded helplessly!

Shen Yichen was really heartbroken. He couldn't sense Xue Yin's power, but he could feel Xue Yin's strong killing intent towards evil and heretical paths, including Mu Qingxue!

Shen Yichen didn't know what this meant, but he felt really uneasy.

Shen Yichen thought of the portrait his father had painted of him in the room. Why would his father look at his past self?

Shen Yichen felt that his father had two sides, and he probably did too!

It's not fair to say they were two sides of the same coin; rather, it's more accurate to say that both Shen Yichen and his father had two distinct selves growing up.

Currently, Shen Yichen's state is completely opposite to that of his childhood self. What about his father? What is his situation?

Shen Yichen, of course, couldn't understand it.

Mu Qingxue slumped down beside the stone table. Fate seemed to have played a cruel joke on her and Shen Yichen. For her and Shen Yichen to have a child, Shen Yichen had to activate his hidden Bloodline Heart. But Shen Yichen's Bloodline Heart harbored murderous intent towards her. What should she do?

Mu Qingxue's real worry is, once the Six Lines return to their proper place, will Shen Yichen really become like he was when he was a child? To contend for the world and slay all demons?

Mu Qingxue couldn't help but tremble.

Shen Yichen suddenly opened his eyes and said decisively:

"I'm going to Luowu Ancient City to find out what exactly happened!"

Shen Yichen felt that the bloodline power of the Ji family royal family was probably not so simple, and there must be another reason why his father wanted to hide this power.

Ji Xuanyan might know, and Ji Yixuan might also know.

"Promise me, Yichen, even if you want to kill me in the future, you must let me have one of your children!"

Mu Qingxue was determined to have Shen Yichen's child.

"I promise you, please help me up first!"

Mu Qingxue wiped away her tears and smiled through them.

"You hurt me, let your son deal with you!"

"What if it's a girl?"

"No, I want my son! You dare not oppose the Ji family, but my son must!"

Jian Chenqing was both speechless and envious. This was the kind of love young people should have, where joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness could all be experienced in an instant, and even in tears and sadness, there was the breath of youth.

Jian Chenqing turned to look at the ancient city of Luowu under the setting sun. In her youth, she had also experienced such love, which now seemed so distant and unreal.

Jian Chenqing sighed softly:

People change!