Wujiang clenched his fist tightly, it turned out to be like this.
"I thought you saved me because you couldn't bear to see me kill my own child." Wujiang said.
"Do you, like Feng Lan, think you can see a compassionate and kind-hearted devil?" Hua Xi sneered coldly.
Can't bear it?
What is there that she can't bear?
Wujiang smiled weakly: "Yes, I shouldn't think so. For His Majesty the Demon King, compassion and kindness are an insult."
She stopped him from killing people, just because she didn't want him and Feng Lan to die together.
But, in fact, this is not to protect him.
She just didn't want to lose him as a useful helper.
Wouldn't this be more sad and painful than letting him kill his own child?
"As long as you understand." Hua Xi tilted her head, snorted coldly, and left.
When she returned to the palace, the maid took off her long and complicated wedding dress and hair accessories. Hua Xi waved her hand and let them go.
"Come out."
Hua Xi sat back on the couch, took out the God-killing Blade, and wiped it gently with a silk handkerchief.
Her eyebrows were lowered, seemingly unguarded, but nothing in the room could escape her control.
"As expected of the Demon King."
In the corner, Ji Yue's figure slowly walked out of the void, and a faint stream of light shone in the bedroom, making him look like a banished immortal from the dust.
It's a pity that he is a demon clan and the ancestor of all demons.
"Your Excellency Ji Yue, was it you who did that?" Hua Xi asked coldly.
"I don't know what the devil is referring to." Ji Yue asked knowingly.
"As long as you and I know it well." Hua Xi said in a cold tone, "You are doing this just to prevent me from joining forces with Wujiang. However, even without this wedding, he and I already have an unbreakable alliance.
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"Is Wujiang this person trustworthy?" Ji Yue asked.
"It has nothing to do with you, right?" Hua Xi raised her eyes and looked at him with those blood-like eyes, "Ji Yue, I'm afraid there is nothing left to say between you and me today. What are you doing here?"
"I just want to see what it would be like for you to become the Demon King." Ji Yue smiled casually, with a kind of natural gentleness in her green eyes.
As long as you look at him, you will feel as if he only has yourself in his eyes, so focused, but it is often heartbreaking.
"Are you satisfied with what you see now?" Hua Xi raised the corners of her lips and raised the wiped God-Killing Blade slightly. The cold light flickering on it reflected a touch of coldness under her eyes.
Ji Yue was noncommittal and slowly took a step forward.
Hua Xi aimed the God-killing Blade at him.
His steps stopped.
"Since your alliance with Wujiang is unbreakable, why do you still want to marry him?" he asked.
"I don't need to explain my affairs to anyone." Hua Xi stood up, pointed the God-killing Blade at him, and walked to him step by step.
Ji Yue did not dodge and allowed the god-killing blade to touch her neck.
That inch of skin is as white and crystal clear as fine porcelain. Any slight flaw will make people regret it for the rest of their lives.
"What a beautiful skin. What would happen if I cut it with a knife?" Hua Xi said with a smile.
"For the demons, don't the scars on the body represent honor?" Ji Yue looked at her lightly, as if she really didn't care at all.
Hua Xi tilted his head and then put away the God-killing Blade.
