The blood surged in his chest, and he was in excruciating pain. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he took a dozen steps back before he stabilized.
Mo Yun didn't even look at Beiming Youxue, his expression was extremely grim.
In his eyes, if the chess pieces cannot be used by himself, then they should be destroyed. Anyway, there are countless new chess pieces.
Beiming Youxue was leaning against the cold wall, her face as pale as paper. Her mind suddenly recalled what Zi Ning and Yun Jinhan said to her when she just cooperated with the demon world.
[Seeking skin from a tiger is tantamount to setting yourself on fire, Her Majesty the Queen, think twice.]
[Is the fight with the light elves really that important? Why can't we reconcile? If we trace the origins, Ranxue and you still have a certain blood relationship, and you can be regarded as sisters. 】
The blood on the corner of Beiming Youxue's lips was like a broken bead, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.
She suddenly felt helpless.
Zi Ning, the most effective stopper, didn't come back with these three demons. Where did she go? Has she encountered something unexpected?
Beiming Youxue held on to the cold wall, walked out of the front hall door, and shouted to the guards guarding the hall: "Go quickly and find the commander of the first division. We will see him dead or his corpse."
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"Yes! Your Lady Queen!"
On the other side, in the inner hall of the central temple, Mo Yun and An Yi stood on the edge of the Well of Life, looking down along the edge of the blue stone bricks.
"As expected, it's almost drying up." An Yi's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice, "Xuan Yuan Yu is indeed cruel enough, taking away so many springs of life!"
Mo Yun took a deep breath and said, "I hope the remaining fountain of life is enough to restore Lord Juehe."
"What pure spiritual power!"
Jue He's black ball of light left Mo Yun's palm and floated to the wellhead. His voice was slightly excited: "It's such a familiar power. Is it hers?"
Juehe couldn't wait to jump towards the well, and his entire consciousness was soaked in the well water.
He needs to feel it well.
"It's her! She's not wrong!"
Weird sighs came from the bottom of the well. Jue He's voice became gentler and gentler, completely losing his appearance as a violent demon king. Instead, he was like a gentle and handsome young man, chanting to the girl he liked.
Whisper.
"It's her power. Only she has such pure and warm spiritual power..."
At the edge of the Well of Life, Mo Yun looked puzzled, frowned slightly, and asked: "Your Majesty Jue He, who does 'she' refer to?"
In the Well of Life, Jue He, who had been muttering, suddenly fell silent and his voice stopped abruptly.
The entire inner hall fell into deathly silence.
Mo Yun understood instantly.
He said things he shouldn't have said and asked things he shouldn't have asked.
When he was in the Demon Realm, ever since he could remember, he had been full of admiration for the Vice-President of the Demon Realm who seemed gentle and gentle, always smiling, but always strategizing and killing thousands of miles.
Juehe is a man with a story.
Like the Dark Lord, there is something mysterious hidden in his eyes.
Mo Yun stopped talking, and An Yi remained silent.
At this time, visions abounded in the Well of Life.
The remaining spiritual power of the Fountain of Life continued to converge towards Jue He's main consciousness. The dark ball of light continued to grow and recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.