Xun Wulei is already at the end of his strength and has no ability to fight back.

The other demons were holding weapons at Ji Yue, but they did not dare to act rashly, shocking them to the deep majesty.

Even the two elders and demons were seriously injured, without any movement, and their eyes were full of alertness and helplessness.

Xun Wulei was really ruined.

Ji Yue walked to the cage with a expressionless face. He raised his hand with a distinct bones and broke the twisted iron pillars of the cage one by one.

He just stubbornly swayed, letting blood flow all over his hands.

Finally, he threw the upper half of the cage to the side, and stood still, looking gently at Qingge, who was curled up in the other half of the cage, and he pulled his lips and wanted to speak, as if he was stuck in his throat.

He squatted down, carefully, and hugged Qingge horizontally like protecting treasures.

Ji Yue lowered her eyes and looked at Qingge deeply, saying, "Every day and night in the demon realm, I miss you, when it is brilliant and when it is difficult."

The explicit confession made Qingge slightly stunned.

Ji Yue lowered her head, kissed the blood on Qingge's forehead with delicate and tender lips, "How can he hit you? What should I do if I hit you stupidly?"

The man's voice was in a trance on this plain.

Everyone around them looked at this scene intently.

Sorrow, warm and complex feelings spread on the northern slope plain.

Ji Yue hugged her like this, allowing the gentle wind to whistle.

Walking in front of Wuyou, Ji Yue handed Qingge to Wuyou.

Wuyou was stunned, and then hugged Qingge horizontally.

Ji Yue turned around and walked casually to Xun Wulei. He suddenly stepped on Xun Wulei's face. The bones of his nose seemed to have collapsed. Blood spread wildly on the soles of his feet. The smell of blood and the dampness of the sea.

Overflowing this territory.

Ji Yue pulled out the iron stick inserted on Xunwulei's shoulder blade, and then stabbed it like a madman, without any scruples and full of anger. His eyes were bloodshot, like Shura, with death breath, Xunwulei

Countless shocking blood holes were inserted into his body, which looked terrible.

Xunwu cried constantly spitting blood in his mouth. Xunwang, who was once elegant and noble, fell to the ground in a mess.

Ji Yue squatted down, grabbed Xun Wulei's neck, walked to a rock that was shattered by the sea, grabbed Xun Wulei, pressed his head, and kept hitting the rock.

Xun Wulei's face was pale, and the veins on his neck burst out. He opened his mouth to speak, but he could only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ji Yue threw Xunwulei, who was dying and breathing, to the ground, holding an iron stick, and looking coldly at the dumbfounded demons around him.

He walked forward slowly, and the demons swallowed hard, pointing their weapons at Ji Yue, but they retreated in fear.

Suddenly, Ji Yue suddenly stretched out her hand, penetrated the demon's temple with a stick, and came out from the other side of the demon, killing four demons with one hand. The method was cruel, the scene was bloody, and the sudden outbreak surprised everyone, but it did not

Dare to take action.

Ji Yue walked forward gracefully, and the iron rod became a tool for murder in his hands. Wherever he passed, corpses were everywhere.

Even so, the demons who have experienced great ups and downs still dare not resist, but just stared at this handsome but cruel and bloodthirsty man in horror.

There were only a hundred demons left immediately.

"Demon King." The water elder-level demon walked to the demon king and intercepted him. Frosty eyebrows and snowy hair were all in style. "The demon army is gone, and the king is also disabled. It's enough, it's enough."

At the end, the old man was also exhausted and seemed to sigh lightly.

"Enough? How enough? Not enough."

Ji Yue stopped her cruel behavior, swept the iron stick in her hand towards Qingge, and looked at the old man with cold eyes, "Who is that? It's my wife! What are you? Do you dare to treat her like this?"

Ji Yue savagely pushed the old man away, accelerated his pace and launched endless killings.

An iron rod was so magical by him. The demon in front of him was cut in half, or his head was different, or his important organs were directly penetrated. Thunder means, killing him with one blow, was his demon king.

Style.

Xun Wuzhi fell into a pool of blood weakly. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Ji Yue killing one demon after another with a cool look until only two elder-level demons were left, one of which was the water elder.

Xunwu laughed wildly, laughing at Yue Da, unscrupulous and arrogant.

A fluorescent flashed across the corner of his eyes.

His hard work and his country are over, all of them are over.

"Demon King, how to deal with Xun Wulei?" asked Di Jiujun.

"Exile the Devil Tribe." Thin lips opened and closed, concluding Xun Wuxi's future.

Devil Tribe—

Hearing these four words, a bitter coldness emanated from the soles of everyone's feet.

"Xun Wulei is a person who is so vicious. In order to prevent future troubles, will he not kill him?" asked Di Jiujun.

"Can he escape from the Devil Tribe?" Ji Yue sneered, "Die? Qingge was injured, how could he die so easily?"

Emperor Jiujun frowned, then walked forward with two medium-sized demons, imprisoning Xun Wulei.

Ji Yue brought Qingge back, took off her robe and covered her with her deep eyes, looking at her faintly.

"Are you tired?" Ji Yue asked.

"Um."

Qingge responded silently.

"Then go to bed."

"Um."

"Don't sleep, you won't sleep."

Qingge's eyes, which had just closed, suddenly opened and fell into Ji Yue's gaze. A panic flashed in Ji Yue's eyes. He was worried, he was afraid, afraid that Qingge would not wake up.

Qingge smiled and leaned his head on Ji Yue's shoulder, "Okay, I won't sleep."

Ji Yueheng hugged her and turned around and walked into the mountains. Within a radius of a hundred miles, the only place behind the waterfall was a place to live. Neither Qingge nor Ji Yue could be bumpy anymore.

Although King Xun and his legion were destroyed, their power had already taken root. It would take some time to completely eliminate it. Moreover, Ji Yue also needs his own power, otherwise he would not be able to gain a foothold in the demon realm.

The palace behind the waterfall.

Ji Yue put Qingge on the tiger skin bed, carefully changed her wet clothes, and wiped Qingge's body with the clear spring outside the waterfall. Qingge was weak and weak, her face was pale, but her ears were red to the bottom.

.

The clear and bright eyes looked around in a vague way, in order to cover up the embarrassment.

"What a shy thing, just touch it..." Ji Yue said without hesitation.

It's just a touch.

Just touching-

Qingge's mind was buzzing, and he coughed, saying, "It's okay...you can do whatever you want..."

Ji Yue suddenly stood up and threw the cotton cloth in her hand to the ground, her face full of gloomy face.

Qingge is still half-naked, with a blurry look in his eyes, and he doesn't understand what Ji Yue means.

Ji Yue groaned and said, "How can you do it at will? You can do it at will if other men do this?"

Qingge laughed silently.

She raised her head and looked at Ji Yue with dark eyes, "But you are not another man."

Obviously, this is very useful to Ji Yue.

He hummed proudly, and then gently continued what had happened before, whistling, his tail seemed to be about to rise to the sky.

Ji Yue suddenly slapped the table.

Qingge blinked, puzzled.

Ji Yue said angrily: "Why have you lost so much weight? You are already small, but now you are even younger."

Qingge looked down at Ji Yue's hot gaze, and his mind seemed to be hit by someone, and subconsciously covered his chest with his hands and stared at Ji Yue, "Look again!"

Ji Yue turned her face awkwardly, but her eyes were filled with smiles.

He is a woman who looks pretty.

Um.
Chapter completed!