Jiarui looked at the main entrance of the main hall.
Even though they were so far apart, she could still clearly feel his aura.
Yesterday, beside the passage from the Second Heaven to the Third Heaven, she rushed to rescue Lord Jue He and seemed to vaguely see Huang Quan's figure.
But the situation was urgent at that time, and Lord Juehe was about to die, so she had no time to take a closer look.
"Second Elder?"
An Yi was stunned and looked at Jiarui with a puzzled look on his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have something to do. I'll see you two again tomorrow."
Jiarui smiled apologetically at An Yi and Xin Kui, leaving only a dark blue shadow, and rushed out of the main hall door.
"Underworld? What underworld?"
Xin Kui looked puzzled.
In the Forest of Elves, her face had been severely injured. Now, after five or six years of care and a lot of precious elixirs from the devil world, she has almost recovered.
An Yi's eyes dimmed slightly and he said: "He is the Demon Dragon Emperor of the Demon Realm, who rules all the beasts in the Demon Realm. His status is no less than that of the Seven Demon Gods. He is one of the Dark Lord's most valued confidants."
Xin Kui was slightly stunned and said: "It turns out it's him!"
An Yi's expression darkened, and the scar on his face looked a little ferocious, and he said: "Huang Quan has disappeared in the demon world for three or four thousand years. It is rumored that he shattered the dragon essence during the war between gods and demons and died."
"Does the second elder have an unusual relationship with that Huang Quan?" As a woman, Xin Kui was keenly aware of the strangeness. "It's rare to see the second elder look so nervous."
An Mian said expressionlessly: "I don't know about that. They seemed to have entered into an engagement, but then they fell out and broke it off."
Xin Kui raised her eyebrows, with a gossipy look on her face.
Huang Quan was just wandering at the door of the main hall, and was startled when he heard Jiarui calling his name.
He turned around, spread his wings and soared towards an uninhabited barren mountain to the north.
There are many people in the main hall, which is not conducive to communication.
His purpose was to lead her to a remote place.
Sure enough, as expected, Jiarui followed quickly, very quickly.
Huang Quan landed on a rock and looked quietly at the beautiful and enchanting woman opposite.
An unusual surprise appeared on Jiarui's face, and her dark blue eyes were sparkling.
"Huang Quan, it's really you, you're not dead!"
She could feel that his spiritual power was vastly different from its heyday three or four thousand years ago.
However, as long as you are alive, it is better than anything else.
"Well, he's not dead."
Compared to Jiarui's excitement, Huang Quan was much calmer, with a pair of magic eyes, calm and calm.
"I shattered the dragon essence and found a heaven-level absolute Yin place in the first layer of the sky, as well as three ice soul star bites, and fell asleep there."
A faint twilight mist appeared above Jiarui's dark blue eyes, and her voice was choked: "Then why didn't you tell me, so that I thought... I thought you were dead."
Huang Quan avoided Jiarui's affectionate gaze and said in a deep voice: "The situation is urgent and life is at stake. I don't have time to send a message. I'm sorry."
She is Jue He's confidant.
It is the source of rebellion.
Jiarui clearly felt Huang Quan's indifference and alienation, and felt a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so cold to me?"
She stretched out a hand and put it on her face, her voice full of uncertainty: "Am I getting ugly? Or am I getting old?"