A quarter of an hour later, in the meeting hall of the Demon Commander's Palace.
The Demon Commander Tianman sat in the front seat with a gloomy face and a cold light in his eyes.
Two guard commanders and eight elite guards, all wearing armor and carrying swords, stood in the hall, waiting for orders.
When everyone saw that the Demon Commander Tianman had a gloomy look on his face and that he was exuding a cold murderous aura, they all trembled in fear and did not even dare to express their anger.
The Demon Commander Tianman looked at a commander and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the Saint? Where is the personal guard named Wulong?"
The guard commander quickly replied: "Master Demon Commander, early this morning, Her Royal Highness the Saint led fifty personal guards to the Youyong tribe.
The personal guard named Wulong broke into Her Majesty's bedroom for no reason, and was captured by the guards of the Saint's Palace. He was imprisoned in an ice cell, waiting for Her Majesty to be questioned and executed."
Demon Commander Tianman nodded and shouted in a deep voice: "Go to the ice prison now and bring him to see me!"
The two guard commanders immediately accepted the order, turned around and left the hall, rushing towards the ice prison of the Saintess' Palace.
Silence returned to the main hall, and Demon Commander Tianman waited patiently.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the two guard commanders came back in a panic and ran into the hall as fast as the wind.
"Master Demon Commander! Something bad has happened!"
"The personal guard named Wulong is not in the ice prison, he actually escaped!"
Suddenly hearing the news, the Tianman Demon Commander's expression suddenly changed, and a murderous aura surged from his body.
"Asshole! Damn that bastard, he really has a problem!"
In anger, the Demon Commander Tianman smashed the armrest of the jade throne with a slap.
He stood up with a "swish" and ordered angrily: "You guys, immediately lead people to search around the holy mountain, and you must find the oolong!
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!”
The two guard commanders did not dare to hesitate, immediately accepted the order, led the guards out of the hall, and launched a search.
After the many guards left, the Demon Commander Tianman frowned and pondered for a moment, then murmured to himself: "The personal guard named Wulong is probably here for the Saint!
It is related to the safety of the Saint. Nothing can go wrong, otherwise I will not be able to explain it to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!
No, I have to rush to the Youyong tribe immediately and personally protect the saint, and never let Oolong take advantage of it!"
After saying that, the Demon Commander Tianman flew out of the hall, turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky, rushing towards the Youyong tribe at lightning speed.
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When night fell, the Guards drove for a whole day and finally arrived at the Youyong tribe.
The Youyong tribe is a medium-sized tribe closest to the Demon Palace.
This tribe is located between several snow-capped mountains and in a wide valley.
There are more than 80,000 people in the tribe, and the tribe chief's strength has reached the half-step soul refining realm.
In addition, there are more than fifty Tianyuan realm experts and more than 300 Yuan Dan realm masters in the tribe.
The younger generation of demons are also constantly emerging with outstandingly qualified geniuses.
In recent years, the Youyong tribe has grown rapidly and has become the top force among medium-sized tribes.
The Demon King intends to support this tribe and wants it to quickly develop into a large tribe.
Therefore, the Demon Emperor asked the Saint to come to the Youyong tribe in person to baptize the young demons and help them improve their talents.
The guards carried the jade chariot and entered the Youyong tribe in a mighty manner.
The tribal chief and a group of elders and priests had already received the news and were standing at the entrance of the valley waiting respectfully.
After the two parties met, the tribal chiefs and many elders and priests knelt down and saluted, expressing their gratitude and welcome to the saint.
Then, the tribal chief and others welcomed the personal guards into the tribe.
The saint and two maids were arranged to stay and rest for one night in the most luxurious palace in the tribe.
Fifty personal guards were placed in the houses around the palace, waiting for the saint's orders and dispatches at any time.
As for the baptism, of course it will not take place tonight.
The saint and the bodyguards came from afar, and of course they had to rest for a night to recharge their batteries before holding the baptism ceremony tomorrow.
Half an hour later, the saint and the bodyguards all settled down, and silence returned to the tribe.
The palace where the saint lives is lit with dots of lights and is very quiet.
In a room on the top floor of the palace, two maids guarded the door, lowering their eyelids, ready to be dispatched at any time.
In the room, Saint Yunyao was sitting cross-legged on an ice jade bed.
Her face was calm, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she was meditating quietly.
After a whole day, she had already calmed down.
But what happened last night, as well as the soul memory images in the Lingxi Ring, still appeared in her mind, making her fall into doubt and confusion.
She sat silently on the ice jade bed in a daze, still wondering what was going on.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of wind coming from the door of the room.
"Whoa!"
The figure of a demon man appeared at the door out of thin air.
The two maids were immediately alert, subconsciously drawing their swords and shouting.
But this demon youth stretched out his palms as fast as lightning, and struck the necks of the two maids with his left and right bows.
With two muffled sounds of "bang bang", the two maids were knocked unconscious on the spot, and their bodies fell limply to the ground.
"Whoa!"
The figure of the young demon flashed, and as fast as the wind, he got into the room and came to Yun Yao.
Yunyao had already been awakened. When she saw the appearance of the demon youth, she immediately frowned and a sharp cold light flashed in her eyes.
"It's you again! Oolong, how dare you escape from the ice prison and chase me here..."
Yun Yao stared at 'Oolong' with a serious expression and scolded in a cold tone.
There is no doubt that 'Oolong' is Ji Tianxing who followed the guards to the Youyong tribe.
He looked at Yunyao with complicated eyes and said in a low voice: "Yaoyao, although you have been demonized and have lost your memory, I will definitely save you and find a way to wake you up.
I left a jade pendant in your room last night. It was a gift given to us by Master before our wedding, called the Lingxi Ring Pendant.
There are two halves of the Lingxi Ring, you and I each hold one half, and the two become one to be complete.
The ring is engraved with the memory of our souls and records every moment between us.
Even if you forget me, as long as you see the ring, you should remember it..."
Yun Yao did not call for the guards to arrest him, but looked at him expressionlessly and listened to his words quietly.
After he finished speaking, she took out two silver bead chains from the space ring and presented them in front of Ji Tianxing.
"Is this the Lingxi Huanpei you are talking about?"
When Ji Tianxing saw that she indeed kept the Lingxi Ring, he was overjoyed and said with joy: "Yao Yao, you finally remembered the past and remembered me?"
Yun Yao looked at him with indifferent eyes and shook her head gently.
Ji Tianxing frowned immediately and was silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice: "No matter what, I will help you wake up your memory.
However, we have to leave here as soon as possible... Yaoyao, I'm offended!"
When he finished speaking, he stretched out his hands like lightning, used the grappling technique, and grabbed Yunyao.