My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 388: Long Qingyan
 

Upon hearing Gu Xing mention returning to the Sea Race, Aliya was momentarily stunned before falling into silence.

In her clear eyes, a complicated and indescribable emotion surged up.

Returning to the Sea Race…

This thought had once been her deepest yearning day and night.

Ever since the Demon Race invaded, her homeland fell, and she was forced to flee in haste with Grandpa Turtle and the remaining tribesmen from the blue domain where she was born and raised…

Every night, in her dreams, she returned to those familiar coral reefs and pearl palaces.

However, every time she mustered the courage to go back, Grandpa Turtle would resolutely stop her.

Back then, she was weak and helpless. Returning would only mean going to her death.

Later, she was rescued by Gu Xing and settled in the Human Race territory.

In this relatively peaceful environment, under the care of Gu Xing and those around her, that profound longing for her homeland gradually settled with time, turning into a scar she dared not easily touch.

She began to understand that some losses can never be recovered —

Like her mother, who died in battle defending their tribe!

Some places, once left, can never be returned to —

Like the Sea Race Royal City, once filled with laughter and joy, now possibly reduced to ruins and inhabited by the Demon Race!

Can the Sea Race still be called home now?

There was no longer her mother’s warm embrace, no familiar smiles of the tribesmen, only the cold ruins.

Thinking of these, a hint of maturity beyond her years flashed across Aliya’s young face.

She slowly lifted her head, looked at Gu Xing, and shook her head firmly:

“Brother Xing, I don’t want to go back.”

Her voice was soft but carried an undeniable determination.

There was nothing left there for her to hold onto; returning would only add to her sadness.

But then she continued, a light reigniting in her icy blue eyes:

“But, I can take you to find that book! I know where the hidden library is!”

Helping Brother Xing find clues to Dragon Island was the only thing she could do now, and she was willing to do it.

Just that…

After saying those words, Aliya tightly clenched the hem of her garment, her eyes turning extremely serious, even with a hint of plea:

“Brother Xing, Aliya has one more request… After you find the book you need, could you… could you help Aliya kill more of the Demon Race?”

Her voice trembled slightly yet was exceptionally clear:

“I want to avenge my mother!”

This thought had been buried deep in her heart for so long.

She had imagined countless times becoming powerful…

But no matter how hard she trained, her combat power remained stagnant.

The harsh reality gradually made her understand that relying on herself or the now weakened remnants of the Sea Race, the thought of revenge was nothing but a naive dream.

And Gu Xing, seeing the complex glow in Aliya’s eyes, felt a slight ache in his heart.

This seemingly innocent little mermaid bore such a heavy past on her shoulders.

He squatted down, looking directly into Aliya’s eyes, and nodded solemnly:

“Rest assured, Aliya.”

“Even without your request, exterminating the Demon Race is something I must do.”

“I promise you, one day, I will annihilate all of the Demon Race!”

Hearing Gu Xing’s sincere promise, the gloom in Aliya’s eyes seemed to dissipate slightly.

She lifted her little face, hesitated for a moment, then cautiously extended her delicate little finger to Gu Xing.

“Pinky promise!”

Gu Xing, seeing this innocent gesture, felt a tenderness in his heart.

Without hesitation, he extended his little finger, hooking it around her cold little finger.

“Pinky promise!”

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Meanwhile, deep within Dragon Island.

The Dragon Emperor, upon seeing the figure within the crystal nearing awakening, did not choose to stay but silently turned to leave.

The path ahead was one that his daughter had to walk by herself.

However, after leaving the cave, his spiritual power was still intensely focused on that figure.

Long after, a faint yet clear cracking sound echoed from deep within the cave.

“Crack… crackle…”

The surface of the millennium dragon crystal encasing Long Qingyan began to develop web-like cracks.

And quickly spread. Ultimately, with a crisp explosion.

The dragon crystal shattered completely, transforming into myriad crystal-clear light points, slowly dissipating into the air.

The slender figure within the dragon crystal gently floated down, her feet firmly landing on the ground.

She slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as molten gold, pure and flawless.

Yet her gaze was filled with the bewilderment of a newborn.

Where is this place?

Why am I here?

Who… am I?

Question after question surfaced in her mind, yet there were no answers.

“Ugh…”

She suddenly clutched her forehead, releasing a pained moan, her brows tightly furrowing as if countless needles were piercing her soul.

“My head… it hurts!”

Amidst the intense pain, a clear piece of information surfaced in her consciousness like a brand —

Her name, Long Qingyan.

Once her name became clear, the agony in her head receded like the tide.

But the answers to other questions remained elusive.

With her mind full of confusion, she instinctively followed the only path, heading toward the cave’s exit.

When she emerged from the dim cave into the sunlight once again, the abundant Spiritual Qi and magnificent scenery left her slightly stunned.

She instinctively activated the boundless power within her, her body naturally rising, standing in the air.

Overlooking the land beneath, feeling both inexplicably familiar and extremely foreign.

Long Qingyan fell into a trance-like state.

“Such a familiar place… but why can’t I remember anything?”

She murmured to herself, trying to search through the blankness of her memory for any fragments.

However, no matter how hard she tried, apart from her name, her memory remained a blank slate.

Yet at this moment, a shadow appeared with extraordinary clarity —

It was the face of a human man, with black hair, black eyes, a unique aura, and profound gaze.

Who is he?

Long Qingyan’s brows furrowed deeply.

Besides her own name, she could only remember this man’s appearance.

Could he be the person closest to her?

Or someone incredibly important to her?

Or perhaps even someone she hated the most?

But regardless of the situation…

As long as she could find this man, everything would become clear.

The goal became instantly apparent.

Long Qingyan took a deep breath, suppressing her turbulent thoughts, a hint of determination flashing in her golden eyes.

First, find this man and uncover their relationship.

Then, unravel the truth behind her amnesia and recover her lost past!

But with such a vast world, where should she start?

After some thought, she relied on her intuition and sped southward, disappearing instantly into the sky.

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