Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"My Lord, the banquet is still waiting for you..."

The subordinates behind him reminded quietly.

After all, it is a special banquet hosted by the Emperor of Heaven. If the Lord doesn’t even show up, it seems a bit too disrespectful.

The man in black clothes seemed not to hear it. He looked quietly in the direction where the girl left. Something seemed to flash in his deep pupils, and his deep voice seemed to suppress something.

"who is she?"

"This……"

The subordinates didn't know either.

But he reacted quickly. Before the man's hostility deepened, he quickly replied, "That girl has pure immortal energy. She must be from the immortal world. As for her identity... I will check it out right away!"

The subordinate's figure immediately disappeared into the air.

Go check Lan Qian’s identity.

And the man's gaze never moved.

Is it her?

Did his Qianqian also come into this world?

The slender fingertips could not help but tremble, and the next moment, the man's figure disappeared quietly, as if he had never appeared here.

……

In the fairy palace shrouded in fairy mist, Lan Qian was half lying on the branch of the thousand-year-old fairy tree in the palace, dozing off. The evil god did not come to the banquet, nor was he in the underworld or the demon world. She was thinking about where to find him.

The girl's white clothes are whiter than snow, and she is cool and elegant.

It contrasts with the petals all over the tree, creating an endless beauty.

And this beautiful painting quietly fell into the eyes of another person.

Suddenly, Lan Qian seemed to sense something.

The clear blue eyes opened slightly.

A gust of wind suddenly blew through the branches. Logically, everything in the fairy palace was quiet and beautiful, and such wind should not exist. However, this wind was very strange. Not only did it appear out of nowhere, it also blew her off the branch.

This is……

A hint of joy flashed across Lan Qian's eyes.

The corners of her delicate lips lifted up slightly, and her body fell from the branch as if she was accidentally blown off by the wind.

Sure enough, she fell into a familiar embrace.

The man was wearing black clothes and had black hair. He had a tall figure and an overly perfect face that was slightly evil and sinister. His long eyelashes were half-drooped, and the purple eyes hidden by his thick eyelashes flashed with a deep light.

He is also 50% similar to the real him.

Except for that black hair.

Lan Qian couldn't help but be stunned.

But the man's arms around her tightened slightly, and his purple eyes stared at her. There seemed to be excitement and joy in his deep eyes. However, if you look closely, there is a dark color in the depths of his eyes slowly surging like clouds.

"You are... the evil god?"

Lan Qian asked tentatively.

It was the first time they met, but the way he looked at her... She felt that Mo Chen in this world seemed a little different, or maybe he had memories from the past, so his eyes were so complicated.

But the man did not answer her.

He couldn't help but hug her tightly, his low voice was slow and deep, yet it carried an indescribable tenderness and lingering feeling.

"Qianqian, I found you..."

Hearing this, Lan Qian was stunned for a moment.

She almost called out his name, but when the words reached her lips, she remembered a "lesson" from a certain world and paused.

"You are……"

"Mo Xuan."

The man held the girl and gently landed on the ground. His eyes were fixed on the girl, not missing any expression on her face. His deep voice slowly reached the girl's ears.

"Qianqian, my name is Mo Xuan."

But the girl's expression didn't look strange.

Mo Xuan...

Lan Qian thought about it carefully, but had no impression of this name.

Her memory...should not be wrong.

After all, in this whole world, no one can touch her memory except herself and Mo Chen in his heyday.

Could it be... that he knew the original owner?

Thinking of this possible reason, Lan Qian suddenly felt uncomfortable and she looked at the man.

"You knew me before?"

If he said he knew her, she would... humph!

Seeing the girl's genuine expression, Mo Xuan suddenly smiled, and his low laugh slowly fell into the girl's ears. His long eyelashes slightly retracted like butterfly wings, covering up the vaguely sick eyes.

do not remember?

That's really...great.

His Qianqian can only be his in this life.

"I don't know her," he said gently, the evil in his eyes quietly subsided, "but Qianqian often appears in my dreams. In my dreams, I am Qianqian's husband, and Qianqian loves me very much."