Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 602 The Strange An Suying
Hun Ruoruo slept until the sun was high in the sky.

Only when her restless little hands could no longer reach that familiar, broad embrace did she reluctantly open her eyes, lazily sit up from the bed, and without bothering to tidy herself up, she shuffled out of the room in her sandals.

"woo"

The girl stretched and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Mom, I'm hungry."

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After receiving no response for a while, Hun Ruoruo became a little puzzled. Hearing voices coming from outside the bedroom, she rubbed her eyes and slowly walked towards the source of the sound.

"mother?"

A tentative voice rang out, followed by An Suying's somewhat perfunctory reply: "Oh, Ruoruo, Xiao Yan made you breakfast. If you're hungry, just heat it up yourself."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but pout with a hint of resentment.

After overcoming countless hardships to finally see her mother, she was completely different from the gentle and kind person she remembered. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was a completely different person.

In Hun Ruoruo's mind, An Suying was the perfect woman. She was not only good at everything, but she also never complained about her father who was always missing. She was the role model for her life.

That is why she deliberately suppressed her true nature and used An Suying's image as a reference to create the gentle and kind 'blue-haired fairy' in front of everyone in Yunlan Sect and Canaan Academy.

In her opinion, her mother's image was the most captivating type, even Xiao Yan was infatuated with her. With such an image, it would be easy for her to plot and scheme.

Hun Ruoruo is very good at playing roles and is known for her shrewdness. It is easy for her to imitate the image of the people around her. But who would have thought that her mother's true nature is completely different from the image she presents to her? Even she is just pretending.

So what was the point of imitating that gentle image before?

Thinking back on her past actions, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but roll her eyes, feeling a sense of helplessness.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have bothered acting."

Muttering to herself, the girl stepped out of the room and, following the path she remembered, easily found her way to the kitchen. She picked up a fried egg, golden brown on both sides, and slowly walked towards the living room.

As they got closer to the living room, the woman's clear laughter became increasingly distinct.

"What? You mean that girl is mimicking your speech? It's true. Back when she was following me around, she always liked to imitate an adult's tone and say mature things."

“One night when I called her back to her room, I heard her muttering to herself, ‘It’s been five years.’ She was only five years old then, and she was as mischievous as a little boy, but she spoke like a little adult.”

Hun Ruoruo felt increasingly uneasy as she listened, and she immediately lost face.

If Xiao Yan knew that he was once exactly like him, who knows how he would make fun of him about it.

The thought of that kid mimicking her voice sent a shiver down her spine. Without thinking twice, she strode into the living room and shouted angrily, "Mom!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the anger on Hun Ruoruo's pretty face was replaced by astonishment.

On the once tidy living room floor, there was a basket of photo frames scattered about, each one showing him as a child!
Hun Ruoruo's beautiful eyes widened: "This is..."

"Oh, Ruoruo's here?"

An Suying turned her head and waved to her with a smile: "Well, since Xiao Yan is a rare guest at our home, I found some photos that I copied with my soul power before and we sorted them out together. Time flies so fast, I can hardly remember them anymore."

Hun Ruoruo reluctantly sat down next to Xiao Yan in the end.

While An Suying was flipping through the photo album, she reached out and pinched the soft flesh on the other woman's waist—

"Hiss!" Xiao Yan gasped, his face turning red, but he didn't dare make a sound.

"Who told you to peek? Didn't I tell you not to rummage through my room?" Hun Ruoruo's eyes were dangerous as she whispered.

"I had no idea I'd stumbled upon the photo album!" Xiao Yan exclaimed, feeling utterly wronged. "I only spoke a few words to your mother yesterday before being left alone in my room. Without you around, I couldn't even sleep properly, so of course I had to find something to do."

Hun Ruoruo curled her lips into a cold smile: "Well done, Xiao Yan. Now you know how to play the victim. You can't fall asleep without holding me. How come I didn't know you'd developed this habit?"

"It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality," Xiao Yan said nonchalantly without batting an eye.

"you!"

Seeing the young man, who rarely started to act spoiled, Hun Ruoruo's chest heaved with anger. She glared at him fiercely and turned her head away.

This guy has definitely been corrupted by his stinky mother; he's even so blatant about taking advantage of others!

Hun Ruoruo casually picked up a photo from the ground and looked at it, but her mind kept replaying the words that An Suying had inadvertently said earlier.

Can't remember?
Twenty years is an incredibly long time for anyone in the mundane world, enough for them to forget most of the details of their past memories.

But An Suying is different.

She is a Heavenly Realm Soul, and an unparalleled powerhouse at the Dou Sheng level. Not to mention twenty years, even a hundred or a thousand years, her memories should not have been lost in any way.

Mother, what price did you pay?
Following Hun Ruoruo's gaze, the woman's face was delicate and gentle, her skin as tender as if she were a newborn, but her white hair was extremely glaring at this moment.

At this moment, she was smiling as she wiped the dust off the photo album, her movements so practiced as if she had done it hundreds or thousands of times before.

"mother"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes inexplicably stung, but she did not choose to break this beautiful moment. Instead, she held tightly to the young man beside her.

"Ruoruo."

Xiao Yan was taken aback at first, then seemed to realize something, and whispered with a complicated expression: "Her condition is indeed very bad. In terms of cultivation, she may not be as good as you or me."

Different flames possess the power to pierce through illusions, and as a symbiotic entity of multiple different flames, Xiao Yan's ability is naturally beyond doubt.

"I know."

Hun Ruoruo nestled against Xiao Yan's shoulder, her gaze like shimmering water as she stared at the two figures in the photograph: "When do you think those people will arrive?"

"Given the efficiency of the Soul Hall, perhaps the area outside Sound Valley is already swarming with pursuers bearing the 'Soul Hunting Order'." Xiao Yan's expression remained unchanged as he quietly flipped through the photo album in front of him.

"They really are persistent."

Hun Ruoruo gazed into the distance, as if trying to peer through an illusory light curtain at the vast valley beyond the yellow sand, her killing intent palpable.

"However, ultimately, we still need to solve our own problems."

The murderous intent in the girl's eyes flashed and vanished in an instant, replaced by an unprecedented calm and gentleness.

No one can hurt Yin Gu and her mother anymore.

No one can.

(End of this chapter)