Demon King's Repayment - chapter 38

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His steps were light and the flow of muscles was driven in action. There was a wild beauty to him like a powerful elf galloping in the jungle.

Yuan Xiang was reluctant, but as a rational modern person, she knew in her heart that wild animals should not be imprisoned in cages because of her own preferences. Moreover, he was still a powerful creature with the same IQ and EQ as herself and he was her…friend.

Yuan Xiang raised her hand and touched Nan He’s tall head, “All right, then I will see you off.”

Yuan Xiang’s home was in the southernmost part of Queqiu Town, backed by the endless Celestial Wolf mountain Range and further south was uninhabited.

Following the muddy path, Yuan Xiang walked slowly into the mountains with a rare silver wolf on her side.

Going deeper in the forest to the land where spirits often haunt, Yuan Xiang stopped, pursed her lips, reached out her hand to touch the pair of soft fur ears while thinking sadly: This is the last time. I don’t know who will get to touch his good fur in the future.

She reluctantly let go, “Go, you are free.”

It was not until he heard these words that Nan He was sure that Yuan Xiang was really willing to let him leave.

At the beginning, he was so injured that he could hardly support himself. She carried him out of the Qi world from this intersection and into the human world.

At that time, his Qi was exhausted, his legs were injured and he was put in a bamboo basket. He thought that this human being would definitely take advantage of his weakest time to force him to sign a slave contract and would order him as a slave from then on.

But the imaginary pain and humiliation never came and he was sent back safely.

He even felt that if Yuan Xiang cast a spell there and forced him to conclude the contract, he might not have the heart to resist.

But no, nothing. The person just said to him easily, “Go.”

The silver wolf dived into the jungle and finally glanced back. The person stood on the mountain road and waved to him desperately, “Be careful, don’t get hurt. If something happens, come back to me again.”

Behind her was the colorful human world. It was a world intertwined with gentleness and despicableness, kindness and cruelty.

Nan He turned his head. The silver figure disappeared into the forest.

…

In the yard,

Yuan Xiang was standing on the edge of the eaves chopping wood. Standing with a sharp axe, she cleanly chopped a piece of wood in half.

The little guy that stayed on the floor of the eaves and watched her chopping wood disappeared which made the courtyard feel empty.

She sighed and continued to chop the wood resignedly.

“Why did you chop so much firewood in one go? Look at your sweaty head,” Yun Niang, who was passing by, called to her and took out the cloth in her arms to wipe her sweat.

“While it’s not raining today, I thought I should chop more and dry it so that we can keep it in the wood house,” Yuan Xiang stretched her small face over, letting her wipe the sweat off her face.

The cloth was azure. In the corner was embroidered with a picture of a fish playing with lotus leaves. The small blue fish was vivid and the flower was very elegant.

“Xiang’er, where did Xiao Nan go? I made sauce with a big bone. I was about to ask him to taste it, but I couldn’t find him anywhere,” Yun Niang asked.

Yuan Xiang paused, picked up a piece of wood and placed it on the pier, “He ran away and went back to the mountain.”

When the axe snapped the firewood in half, she picked up another one and set it up.

“Oh, did he run away? I thought he would stay at our house forever,” Yun Niang stood by for a while. She knew the little girl was reluctant to let him go. 

“Xiang’er, if you like white dogs, I will go to the market and buy one for you. It can be a couple with our Xiao Hei.”

Xiao Hei heard someone mention its name and ran over, wagging his tail happily. He was very happy these days. Since the wolf cub disappeared, the yard had become its world again.

“No need, thank you Shiniang,” Yuan Xiang smiled but her grievance was rising.

Her wolf’s whole body was silvery white, without a trace of variegation. The hair was thick and dense, soft and smooth to the touch. The silver silk slipped between the fingers, leaving her fingertips tingling and itchy. From where could she buy such a beautiful and attractive dog?

She was aggrieved.

“If you can’t bear it, you can look for it in the mountains more, maybe you can find it again.” Yun Niang found a wooden stake next to her and sat down, “When I was young, I also raised a small fish. I found it on the beach. I took it home and kept it in a water tank in my yard.”

“I liked it very much. Before going to school every day, I used to lie on the edge of the water tank and talk to it. That little fish seems to have an aura. Every time he saw me, he would come up on the water showing his small round head. Sometimes, when he was not paying attention, I secretly kissed him on the head. It scared him and he slipped back to the bottom of the water.”

Yun Niang’s white fingers supported her chin and she recalled her childhood. The years took good care of her as there was almost no trace of aging on her face.