Xue Qing came to the Demon Palace, a super luxurious palace in the desert of death. It was built in just three years, which can be called a "miracle".
Xuanyuan Xu's men were all extremely vicious criminals who had fled to the Desert of Death, and were condemned by all major imperial powers. Xuanyuan Xu spent four years slowly taming these villains and establishing his dark power.
The leader of the guards led Xue Qing to the side hall of the palace.
There were guards lined up on both sides. On the high platform in front, there was a person reclining on a soft long jade chair. He was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, with a cyan spider-patterned gold lace belt tied around his waist, like the wind.
Her long hair flows down her shawl, her eyes are bright and indifferent, her figure is tall and graceful, she is carefree, free and elegant.
Seeing Xue Qing coming, Xuanyuan Xu sat up slightly, his eyes locked on her, and there was a vague arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Reporting to your lord, my subordinates only found the Medical God Nanrong." The leader of the guards bowed respectfully.
"You worthless waste." Xuanyuan Xu glared at the leader of the guards, "Get out and keep looking!"
The guard responded bravely: "Yes."
Xue Qing looked at Xuanyuan Xu with long eyes. She had recovered a little strength and could barely support her body without any problem. She did not let Qing Niu enter the Demon Palace. Qing Niu could at least have support outside.
"Where is Huangfu Yi?" Xuanyuan Xu looked at Xue Qing casually, "He went with you, right?"
"I don't know." Xue Qing looked calm and proud.
"Is it possible that he abandoned you?" Xuanyuan Xu's smile was particularly charming.
"He has never had me in his heart, so how can he abandon me?" Xue Qing responded with a smile.
Fortunately, she could still laugh. Is it really worth it to ignore her own safety and face danger alone for a man who has never had her in his heart?
"The most pitiable kind of woman I have is a woman like you who deceives yourself. That man can't see that you are good at all, but you are willing to risk your life for him. Since he has failed you and broken your heart again and again, if I were you
, I will take revenge on him and let him - die." Xuanyuan Xu said the last two words fiercely.
"Madman!" Xue Qing frowned.
"I am a madman." Xuanyuan Xu responded with a smile.
His birth and his growth path destined him to be a madman.
He is Xuanyuan Xu, the son of Wang Xuanyuan Yi, the general of the Desolate Realm-Southern Empire.
He has had a special talent for illusions since he was a child, and he has won the true inheritance from his father. However, he is naturally lazy and does not like to dance with swords and guns, but he likes to recite poems and compose poems.
The king of the empire appreciated it.
His father, Xuanyuan Yi, was a stubborn and majestic man. He spoke out in the army and advocated the use of punishment to end punishment, even for his own son.
Xuanyuan Yi's severity was almost abnormal. He was full of ambition for imperial power, and his blood was always crazy for the desire for power.
"If I see you doing these useless things from now on, your life will be worse than death!" Xuanyuan Yi would get furious every time he saw his son getting obsessed with studying elegant things like chess, calligraphy and painting, and neglecting the practice of illusion.
Xuanyuan Yi has very high expectations for Xuanyuan Xu. Xuanyuan Xu is the most outstanding among his brothers, and he is also the one treated most harshly by his father. Xuanyuan Yi believes that as long as Xuanyuan Xu masters illusion skills, his future achievements will definitely be with him.