The Mo Yuan Spirit Stone is a very precious spiritual stone, rare in quality and priceless. The royal family of the Jialan Empire is willing to send a piece of the Mo Yuan Spirit Stone in order to escort two prisoners, which shows their sincerity.
Xiaoling was ignorant, so naturally she couldn't see anything. But Mingyao and Xiaohai knew how to do it, and they both had satisfied smiles on their faces.
"Your Majesty, Ming Yao takes leave. Thank you for your warm hospitality." The eldest princess of the Hai clan bowed and left with her two younger brothers and envoys.
Xuanyuan Yangyue and Xuanyuan Zhiji's prison car was at the back, escorted by a pair of soldiers from the Hai Clan.
Mu Yuhan sat in the carriage closest to the front, together with the three princes of the Hai Clan.
"This girl is..." Xiaohai narrowed his eyes, looked at Mu Yuhan intently, and asked, "Sister, why have I never seen her in Haiwang Palace?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you." A slight smile flashed across Mingyao's face and he said, "This is the number one demon envoy in the demon world. He has a very distinguished status. He is the new guest invited by my father today.
He is also my most effective military advisor on this mission to the human race."
The number one demon envoy in the demon world?
Xiaohai's eyes changed slightly, but he hid it well. He said respectfully to Mu Yuhan: "I am the second prince of the Hai clan, please see the first demon envoy."
Although the Demon Realm is synonymous with evil and has a less pleasant reputation, they can still be considered a parallel existence to the Heaven Realm. The people in the Demon Realm are extremely powerful.
They are just a sea tribe parallel to the human world, and they still dare not act arrogantly in front of people from the demon world.
"Haha, Mingyao, your brother is quite cute." Mu Yuhan had a cute smile on her face, her eyes directly passed Xiaohai and fell on Xiaoling's face.
Xiao Ling was originally in a daze, immersed in the anguish of not being able to go to the Baibao Hall. Now when she heard what the demon woman opposite said, the hair on the back of her neck immediately stood up.
"Eh? Why is there a wisp of silver hair on the top of your head?" Mu Yuhan's behavior was such that one moment he was sitting on the soft chair opposite, and the next moment he teleported to Xiaoling's side, right next to her.
She asked him to sit down, stretched out a hand, gently pinched the dull hair on his head, and pulled it.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—"
Xiaoling's face suddenly turned bitter, and she protected her dull hair roots, whining in pain while glaring at Mu Yuhan with an accusing look on her face.
The sea blue eyes were like the clearest sea water, rippling one after another, directly hitting Mu Yuhan's heart.
It was clearly an accusatory look, but in the eyes of the No. 1 Demon Envoy who had lived for tens of thousands of years, the sea-blue eyes suddenly blossomed into flowers, becoming extremely beautiful, extremely cute, and extremely pitiable.
Mu Yuhan slowly let go of his hand and moved his palm to his chest.
She felt something inside, beating uncontrollably.
Xiaoling glared at her angrily and scolded: "Demons are not good things!"
The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became stagnant.
Ming Yao's face immediately turned pale, and she was very frightened. This witch was not someone they could offend.
Xiaohai reacted the fastest and hurriedly smoothed things over: "First Demon Envoy, I'm sorry, my brother is ignorant and has offended you. Please have a lot of money and don't argue with him."