Black vicious energy emanated from behind the Demon King, and his internal strength was so great that the people around him could hardly breathe.
Yue Yao felt a dull pain in her heart. Did Feng Mu Ran just pray to him? Such a superior Feng Mu Ran actually prayed to her, "I...don't." Yue Yao originally wanted to say that I want to go back, as long as I can be with you.
It doesn't matter if he really loses something when they are together, but when the words come to his lips, it turns out that he doesn't want it, and Yueyao's heart feels cold.
She knew that she would never see this farewell again. But she still had her mother and all her relatives at home. She really didn’t have the courage to bear the pain of losing her again. “I don’t want it!” Yueyao said.
He answered more firmly.
"Yue Yao, don't worry, I will take care of my parents." Wen Chu replied calmly, "Don't worry..." Before he could finish his words, Feng Muran punched Wen Chu in the face.
"Ah! Feng Muran, what are you doing!" Yue Yao, who was listening to her brother's words, exclaimed.
"Nangong Wenchu, is she still your sister? Are you abandoning her just because she is a descendant of the demon world?" Feng Muran roared.
Wen Chu glanced at Yue Yao quietly and looked at each other. Yue Yao nodded slightly to Wen Chu. Wen Chu turned around and left the team on horseback, walking towards the military camp, leaving the stunned people beside him.
Feng Muran, Di Xiutian and Yinfeng.
The Demon King looked at Wen Chu who was walking away in confusion, with some approval in his eyes.
"Demon Emperor, if I leave with you, you will let the retreating troops cease fighting and return the stability and integrity of Fengling Continent to me?" Yue Yao looked at the Demon Emperor with wide eyes.
"Girl, as long as you are willing to go back with me, I will not only withdraw from the army and send Feng Aoyang and your father back, but I will also pay tribute to Fengling Continent every autumn."
The Demon King looked at Yue Yao dotingly, and the look in his eyes gave Yue Yao goosebumps.
"Okay!!" Yue Yao ignored Feng Muran's surprised look, looked at the third of the four young masters opposite and said, "I am willing to go back with you."
Opposite him, Feng Muran's whole figure was like a lifeless rubber ball, and it suddenly withered.
"Girl, don't go back on your word!" As he spoke, a vermilion ball formed in his hand. Feng Hao and the others on the opposite side were about to rush over, but they were stopped by the Demon Emperor's internal power.
Suppressed, unable to move.
All people within a radius of five meters where the Demon Emperor and Yue Yao stood were excluded. Only the Demon Emperor and Yue Yao stood in a blue transparent internal force ball, and saw the Demon Emperor slowly move the vermilion ball.
Slowly pushing towards the back of Yue Yao who was staring in surprise. Yue Yao thought about running away, but her body involuntarily leaned towards the scarlet ball.
Yinfeng suddenly exclaimed: "Blood Lotus!! It's Blood Lotus!!! The Demon Emperor wants to pass Blood Lotus to Yue Yao!!!"
It doesn't matter what Yinfeng shouted, everyone opened their eyes wide. The Demon King actually passed the blood lotus, which symbolizes the energy of the demon world, to Yue Yao in public!
Yue Yao in the internal energy ball suddenly had blood-red eyes, and seven colors of light emitted from around her body, piercing everyone around her and unable to open their eyes. Yue Yao's hair slowly started to fly, and her feet began to leave the ground, slowly floating.
into mid-air.
At this time, the Demon King's originally young face was aging rapidly, and his hair changed from weird purple-red to snow-white long hair, which formed a sharp contrast with the purple and gold dragon robe he was wearing.