Huangfu Qingjue’s Identity I

Ling Chuxi's mind went completely blank. Huangfu Qingjue's lips were exquisitely gentle against her own, and she slowly closed her eyes and immersed herself in the tenderness. It seemed like they had traversed universes, and a thousand years of reincarnation had passed. After a while, they both finally separated. 

Leaning into Huangfu Qingjue's arms, Ling Chuxi's heart was beating wildly, but she also felt a safety and security she hadn't felt before. 

"I'll tell you everything you want to know." Huangfu Qingjue sat down with Ling Chuxi in his arms, and said softly.

Ling Chuxi did have a lot of questions on her mind, mostly about Huangfu Qingjue's identity and the Gongxi clan from before.

"What was going on with that Gongxi Kuangdao guy earlier?" Ling Chuxi asked finally. 

"The Gongxi clan are members of the devil race. They travelled to another space tens of thousands of years ago," Huangfu Qingjue said quietly.