My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1705: If I Still Walk This World, I Will Welcome You

Chapter 1705: Chapter 1705: If I Still Walk This World, I Will Welcome You

Evil God is a name that carries complexity for Huaxia Martial Artists.

When he was alive, some hated him; when he died, some mourned him; now that he is back, everyone is shocked, not because he lives, but because with his return, he has laid out a blood-soaked path for Martial Arts.

From today, everyone in Huaxia will remember this day, for from today, the history of Huaxia Martial Arts will be written in two parts.

From today, this turmoil, shaking almost the entire Huaxia orthodoxy, will fall under its dark iron curtain. No one can escape it, no one can ignore it. This is the trend of history when a powerful figure, whose cultivation can dictate the direction of Martial Arts, decides to step outside the circle drawn by former vested interests.

The chaos becomes inevitable.

The era of chaos is about to begin.

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Now, no one doubts that the Evil God has returned.

The death announcement of Evil God Xiao Zheng once released by the Great Sound Buddha Sect has now been refuted; the fall of Beidao Guang is the best evidence, and the consecutive deaths of several Divine Monk figures from the Great Sound Buddha Sect serve as indirect evidence.

By the time the mutilated corpse of Bei Daohai was found, it had already been three days.

During these three days, the entire world watched and waited, observing the movements of Sky Net, waiting for the actions of the Evil God. It was like a calm before the storm; although the weather was clear, it always brought a sense of oppressive anticipation of impending turmoil.

Those with insight had already noticed the irreconcilable conflict between Sky Net and the Great Sound Buddha Sect. Behind the scenes, the two sides had begun to contest, and those with cleverness had chosen their sides, just waiting for the imminent outbreak of war.

Everyone believes this battle will change Huaxia Martial Arts.

To ordinary Martial Artists, this might be a good chance for power reshuffling; to those who stand at the top of the Pyramid, it might threaten their current status and vested interests.

To Sky Net and the Great Sound Buddha Sect, it is the final and inevitable clash of new and old orders within history. The outcome is unpredictable, but it is foreseeable that neither will give up their demands and powers.

This will be an impure slaughter.

But to Xiao Zheng, who stands at the center of the events, this seemingly war that ignites the past and explodes the future, is just a simple revenge, at least for now, this is what he thinks.

Da da da...

The unremarkable vehicle travels this quiet and desolate highway; the gentle early summer sunshine slanting through the glass windows falls inside the car, cascading on the girl’s slightly tired body, through her long Qingsi and blue thin-sleeved outfit, turning into shards of gold scattered on her fragrant, jade-like arms.

Yuan Ying is snuggled in Xiao Zheng’s arms, burying her head deeply into his embrace, invisible to others.

Xiao Zheng holds her, gently strokes her back warmly, and kisses her earlobe, trying to soothe her clouded heart.

Xiao Zheng tries to resolve her heart’s turmoil, yet he knows Yuan Ying’s heart is more delicate than any woman he has encountered. When God closes a door for her, He opens a window.

She lost her voice but gained a sensitive heart.

Xiao Zheng once thought Yuan Ying’s mind was simple, she wouldn’t overthink. Later he discovered he was only half right.

He regretted it because he always habitually guided hearts and assumed he could understand them, yet never thought he hadn’t guessed his beloved woman’s true innermost thoughts.

He feels very guilty, especially towards Yuan Ying.

Now he understands no woman’s heart is truly simple; if you encounter difficulties, and she still smiles at you as usual, managing your affairs without complaint.

It’s not because she doesn’t understand, but because she’s too gentle, too strong.

When Xiao Zheng regained his memory, she didn’t speak but simply woke up, making breakfast for Xiao Zheng with a smile, then casually mentioned wanting to visit her grandfather and brother.

Xiao Zheng remained silent, unsure how to respond. At this moment, all words are pale, facing each other, she smiles, yet Xiao Zheng sees strength flash in her eyes.

She understands the responsibilities and missions Xiao Zheng bears, but she neither speaks nor complains, this is gentleness; even if Xiao Zheng can no longer accompany her, even if what he must do is dangerous and might cost him his life, affecting the Yuan Family later.

Yet she doesn’t speak, nor persuade, just gazes gently at him, that look signifies trust.

Xiao Zheng feels guilt towards this girl who saved his life during amnesia, a deep sense of guilt he seldom experiences, yet this time, he does.

He wants to bring happiness to everyone, but ultimately finds this is a foolish, unattainable act.

There’s no way to make everyone happy in this world, those who try ultimately make everyone unhappy.

Minzhong City, Yuan Family Estate.

Xiao Zheng accompanies Yuan Ying here, the place they met and fell in love. Now and the past aren’t far apart, yet they both sense the feeling of things changed.

At the gate, Yuan Ying suddenly stops, Xiao Zheng follows.

The girl looks up at the azure sky, breathes in slightly heavy air, hands behind her back, twirling gracefully, with a smile blooming like flowers.

Xiao Zheng stares at her dazedly, at this moment, faced with a beauty’s smile, unsure how to respond.

Maybe a response isn’t necessary.

The girl is saying goodbye to him, also telling him. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Do not forget me.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his head resolute.

"If I’m still in the world, I will return."

The girl gently smiles, eyes wavering. She bows graciously to the man.

"If I’m still in the world, I will welcome you."

Just like that, the Huaxia Martial Arts’ end passes smooth amidst the tender exchange of emotions between the parting lovers.

From stepping across the cusp, the world begins tumult, history’s wheel starts rolling forward, all who dare block will be crushed into fragments, swept into history’s dustbin.

Just as decisively as Xiao Zheng’s turn, just as wistfully as Yuan Ying’s door-backed glance at plum blossom, the opposing emotions of the world are fully embodied in these seemingly ordinary parting lovers.

This isn’t irony, or it’s the coincidence of human hearts.

No matter how it is, Xiao Zheng begins to act, this conflict destined to change history, starts now.