I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

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"I'll go find some food to replenish our strength, then we'll leave this place."

"where are we going?"

Fengze looked at the drafty window.

"I have no choice but to choose between you and the people, and a place that is absolutely safe for you and your daughter."

Then he looked at Lianzi.

"Renko, I have nothing to comfort you but hope you will be strong."

"Well, I will."

Lianzi closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

The scene changes again; this time, it's no longer a dilapidated temple, but a very nice house.

Renko sat in the yard doing needlework, and wrinkles appeared on her face, indicating that more than a year had passed since then.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl ran back happily.

"Mother, I'm back."

The girl was pretty and charming, her face a combination of the best features of both Inukai and Renko.

With doe-like eyes, a pert nose, cherry lips, and a small oval face, she was already a stunning beauty even before she fully matured.

The girl threw herself into Renko's arms.

"Mother, I miss you so much."

"It's only been a few days, and you already miss me so much."

"School is boring, my girl. You can just marry Uncle Fengze when the time comes. Why bother learning all that stuff?"

Lianzi gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"You silly girl, women also need to learn. It can't all be about getting married, although marrying your Uncle Fengze is something you have to do too."

The girl's eyes darted around.

“Mother, why doesn’t Uncle Fengze look old? He looked the same when I was born, and he still looks the same now. Compared to him, you look so much older. It breaks my heart to see you like this.”

"You silly girl, are you craving something delicious again?"

The girl couldn't hide her smile.

"Hey, I've been seen through."

"However, Uncle Fengze is really special."

Renko recalled.

"Yes, your father and I met him on our way home. Your Uncle Fengze was hanging from a tree, dressed rather strangely, and didn't seem to be from around here. We couldn't understand what he was saying."

"But your Uncle Fengze learned very quickly. He mastered our language completely in just two months at school."

"Although communication is a bit troublesome, it doesn't stop your Uncle Fengze from being an interesting person."

"And your Uncle Fengze is very strong, and of course your father is very strong too. Your father and I became acquainted when the mountain bandits were causing trouble..."

The girl covered Renko's mouth.

“Mother, I can recite your story backwards. Tell me about Uncle Fengze, after all, I’m going to marry him soon and become his wife. As his wife, I need to get to know my husband better.”

Lianzi smiled indulgently.

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

"We also asked your Uncle Fengze about it. He talked about destiny and trials, but it was all just stuff we couldn't understand. And he himself didn't seem to understand it very well either."

"Everyone has their own secrets, and there's no point in asking them. In fact, we're the ones who held up your Uncle Fengze. Your Uncle Fengze was about to leave when the Ghost Clan army pressed in, and we still lost. The Ghost Clan took over our hometown."

Chapter 365 Seeking Revenge

"Back then, your mother was already pregnant with you, and your father was forced to command troops in the Ghost Clan army, so he wrote a letter asking your Uncle Fengze to protect me. And that's how he's been protecting me until now."

The girl's eyes and brows looked somewhat downcast.

"Mother, do you think we'll ever see Father again? Even just his clothes would be nice."

The girl deliberately referred to her mother's belongings as clothing in order not to hurt her feelings.

Isn't what the girl said exactly what Koiko was thinking?

Fengze pushed open the courtyard gate, carrying liquor, roast chicken, desserts, and other treats.

"Renko, Ozawa, you're both here. I bought a lot of things, let's eat together."

The girl raised her hand.

"Then I'll go move the table."

"Be careful not to bump into yourself."

"Okay, Uncle."

The three sat together; the girl ate pastries, Lianzi ate dishes, and Fengze drank wine.

In the past, Inukai and others would always drink with him, but these past few years he's been drinking alone. When Koiko tries to drink with him, Kazezawa always refuses.

However, Feng Ze drank very quickly this time, finishing a pot of liquor in no time.

Lianzi asked, "What's wrong? Why are you drinking so fast?"

"It's alright. Is there any difficulty at Xiaoze Academy?"

The girl shook her head.

"No, everyone knows I'm my uncle's family, and they all take good care of me."

Feng Ze looked into the distance.

"Yeah."

At this moment, Feng Ze suddenly said, "That's about enough."

The girl didn't quite understand, but Renko understood perfectly.

"At this point, I won't try to persuade you anymore. Just get married to Ozawa during this time. You need to leave an heir for the Inukai family and for yourself."

Feng Ze was somewhat resistant.

"I'm so much less capable than Xiaoze, and after calling him 'uncle' for so many years, isn't that a bit...?"

At this moment, the girl smiled and said, "No problem, my husband."

Feng Ze remained silent for a moment.

Lianzi didn't give Fengze a chance to continue arguing.

"It's decided then. You will marry your daughter in three days."

The girl raised her hand.

"I'm fine with it. I'm ready to be the uncle, not the bride."

Feng Zejian's vision went black. It was a lively night, and the courtyard was now decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

The young girl, dressed as a bride, gazed at her uncle, with whom she had spent decades, her face filled with endless shyness.

At this moment, he was no longer her uncle, but her husband, her husband, the person closest to her.

Looking at the incredibly beautiful girl in front of him, Feng Ze was momentarily captivated.

The girl then passionately kissed him.

The suppressed emotions burst forth like a flood that had broken its banks, becoming uncontrollable.

The scene shifts, and the girl's youthful innocence has vanished, replaced by maturity and allure. Her lower abdomen is also slightly protruding, clearly indicating that she is pregnant.

Feng Ze packed his things, and the girl was a little reluctant to leave.

"Should I still leave, my beloved?"

"Yes, I should have left a long time ago, Ze. After I'm gone, you and Lianzi should live a good life together."

"What's the child's name?"

"Dog food and..."

"What if there are two?"

"Harmony with people, one seeks harmony, the other seeks people."

"Take a day off."

"No."

The girl and Feng Ze embraced, their eyes filled with tears.

Fengze wiped away the girl's tears and gave her a farewell kiss.

"I love you, Ze, but I have things I have to do."

"I'll try my best to come back alive. If I don't, you should find a good man to marry."

"No, I am your wife, for a day is for a lifetime, in this life and the next, I will always wait for you to come back."

Feng Ze remained silent, broke free from the girl's embrace, and walked away without looking back.

When Lianzi returned, she saw her daughter slumped on the ground. She went to help her up, her expression helpless, and sighed:

"Did you still leave?"

"Mother... Waaah..."

The girl threw herself into her mother's arms, just as she herself had cried in Feng Ze's arms when she lost someone.

“Daughter, let’s change our surname to Fengze from now on. We’ve really troubled him too much in this life.”

"Ah."

Feng Zejian fell into a long silence.

Is this the origin of the Fengze family?

But whose memories are these? And why can I see them?

The scene shifts again, with Feng Ze wielding flowers and birds, rampaging through the ghost clan's camp, killing anyone who stood in his way.

Blood seeped into his eyes, but he didn't even blink.

In Feng Ze's hands, the katana was like a dagger; from beginning to end, none of the demon soldiers or their lackeys could even touch him.

Even a giant demon over five meters tall couldn't withstand Feng Ze's blade.

After killing most of them, the true powerhouses of the demon race appeared.

Feng Zejian saw something familiar.

Looking at the Ghost King's palm, one could see a ghost only two meters tall, with fluffy, colorful hair falling back, colorful horns on its forehead, a closed third eye in the middle, and colorful body colors but with darker tones. On its exposed skin were complex black tattoos.

In addition, there were six or seven ghost clan cadres, including the Ghost General and the Ghost Granny.

At first, Feng Zejian didn't recognize her, because the old woman was a very beautiful ghost, although the tattoo on her hand was still quite noticeable and distinctive.

The Ghost General was a figure in the wind who pointed at him with flowers and birds.

The Ghost General was over two meters tall, almost three meters, with one blue face and one red face, and three horns on his forehead, but one of them was broken off, so there were more than two horns.

The broken horn was cut by a dog and a human.

The Ghost King crossed his arms and asked, "We have already made peace with the human race, what do you mean by this?"

Feng Ze's body was stained red with the blood of the demon clan, and his expression was numb.

"You, come and die."

The demons instantly understood that this was a personal grudge.

The Ghost General leaped up, and instantly his body expanded, growing from three meters to ten meters, wielding a seven- or eight-meter-long giant axe.

With a sudden swing, Feng Ze shattered the giant axe in two.

The next second, the Ghost General felt his arm go limp, and blood gushed out as his entire arm fell to the ground with a loud thud.