As everyone knows, Yue Ji is called the Demon Emperor, but no one from the Thousand Demon Alliance or the Eight Hundred Princes wants her to suddenly interfere at this juncture.
The princes who had been watching from the sidelines rose up one after another, nervously watching the girl who landed on the white tower like an uninvited guest.
Meng Peng and the imperial guards in front of the palace are finished, but the emperor is not dead yet. If they continue to be indifferent, they will be wiped out in less than an hour.
Everyone present tightened their minds, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, but no one dared to act rashly.
The girl always paid no attention to everything in the outside world. She restrained her wings, stepped barefoot on the blood-stained jade platform, and slowly walked towards the dying man. He was no longer as heroic as he had been when we first saw him. The crown on his head had long since fallen off in the fight. His hair was covered with black hair, his temple hair was stuck to the side of his face with blood, his thin lips were pale, and his clothes were in pieces, making him look very embarrassed.
She thought to herself, he still loves wearing red so much.
Rong Huan, who was unconscious in a pool of blood, could vaguely feel a warm temperature pressing against his face, and the power that had the same origin as him was continuously transported into his body, repairing his damaged internal organs and tendons. . He regained a little strength and tried hard to focus his dilated pupils, and a clear silhouette gradually formed in front of his eyes——
A little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, very beautiful, with thin blue scales at the corners of her eyes, Yue...Mian, that's her name...
The little girl turned him back and forth, lifted his limbs one by one, and examined his wounds seriously. This was not like a meeting between enemies at all. The way she checked his physical condition was like inspecting a piece of cargo.
Rong Huan believed that he was old and cunning, but he still couldn't understand the way of thinking of this little monster. What kind of intention did she have towards him? And what do you plan to do?
But soon Yue Mian answered him with practical actions. The little girl inserted her slender arms into the back of his neck and the crook of his legs, her movements as gentle as if she were handling something expensive and fragile. He only felt his body light up, and he, a big man who was more than eight feet tall, was picked up by her so lightly and deftly!
You...cough cough cough——
He instinctively wanted to scold her. His blood moved and he coughed for a long time. Yue Mian patted his arm like coaxing a child and hugged him tighter. Surrounded and watched by the princes and monster clans, she walked out with brisk steps as if strolling in a garden.
Your Majesty the Demon King!
One of the princes took the lead to stand up and stop her. He raised his voice and asked, "Why are you here today?" If we want to participate in this grand event together, we should get rid of this tyrant first, and then we can discuss everything about the Jiuzhou matter...
Before he could finish his words, Yue Mian raised her toes and kicked a broken knife that fell on the ground. Her movements were as light as kicking a shuttlecock. However, the momentum of the broken sword coming through the air was like shooting the sun. The powerful and stable mixed-blood princes did not even have time to resist, and his body was already cut into pieces.
The broken sword fell to the ground with a clang, indicating that he could only fight with his life.
The spells that had been prepared in secret came from all directions in an instant. Fierce flames, strong winds, extreme cold...the destructive and violent forces in nature were already within the reach of hybrids. But none of these are enough to shake Demon Emperor Yue Ji in the slightest! An invisible barrier surrounded her, and all attacks were crushed in an instant. Within her small area, the world was as calm as the eye of a storm.
When she reached the edge of the white jade tower, she jumped up, the wings on her back spread again, and the strong wind carried her into the sky again. There is no doubt about her power, but the princes had no choice. She took the emperor away, and they had no choice but to pursue her. In the splendid sunset, the girl with white wings felt something, and gently glanced behind her. At that moment, everyone suddenly stood up with chills, as if the crisis of gangrene in the bones lingered.
Then they heard a humming vibration sound, which became more and more frequent and dense, as if it was coming from inside their own skulls, and something like a metal piece was scratching their skulls. It was almost difficult for them to concentrate because of this. At this time, someone glanced down, and his face was as pale as a sheet...
Disperse quickly——
They yelled, but no one could escape this fate. White rainbows shoot up from the ground. They are the sabers of the Imperial Guards who have no bones left. Their speed is so desperate that even mixed races that are good at maneuverability and high speed cannot escape. They can even easily escape. Penetrating into the protective barrier composed of the magic weapon and the protective shield, mincing the target's body like a meat grinder, and then immediately looking for the next target to kill.
The eight hundred princes, as well as the attendants and family members they brought with them, these hybrids who have been dominant in Jiuzhou for thousands of years, the proud work of Emperor Yan who trampled the human monks under their feet, were destroyed in less than enough time to finish a cup of tea.
Looking at Jiuzhou, who can be so powerful?
Rong Huan clenched the palm of his hand tightly. Such crushing could only be done by Nanming Zhuque who had the ancient true fire.
But the power she is showing now is probably far from reaching the upper limit. Even if Nanming Suzaku reappears after sunset, how sure is he that he can kill her in one fell swoop?
No... sunset... isn't it already sunset now?
Rong Huan struggled in Yue Mian's arms and looked towards the junction of sea and sky. Yue Mian did not stop him, so the huge silver moon crashed into his eyes unprepared. It was really "huge", even if it was Looking at the moon from Jinglian City, he had never felt that the moon was so close to Jiuzhou. He could even clearly see the circles on it. The sense of oppression brought by the huge celestial body was almost suffocating.
The sun sets and the moon rises, but the true fire of prehistoric times does not return to him. Why? !
The sea water also began to become restless. It was supposed to be the time of low tide, but waves higher than the previous wave surged crazily towards the shore. The nine-layer white jade tower was soon submerged to the point of being submerged. The dark wind was blowing, and the tong fish swam in terror. They were born from the sea, but they were still as small as ants in the wrath of the sea. The gray-purple behemoth was finally alarmed, and slowly floated up from the sea under the silver moon. It was still alive. It was a human face, but the bones were distorted, and the joints of the limbs were backwards. Pairs of pairs of light wings shook off the sea water and spread out on its back. There were six pairs in total, indicating the terrifying level of this monster. But now it doesn't care about anything. It just wants to wave its light wings and take off to escape this sudden tsunami. But the entire sea surface rose up from the sky behind it, and at the moment it curved, tens of millions of tons of sea water fell from the air, pressing it fiercely into the depths of the sea. The tide continues to move forward, and all living creatures along the North Sea coast will suffer disaster tonight.
What...did you... He struggled hard and even desperately tried to strangle Yue Mian's slender neck. He realized that it was not that Honghuang Zhenhuo had missed his promise, but that the sunset had not come at all! The moon appeared in advance, approaching Jiuzhou like never before, causing the tides to become chaotic. The only person who could explain this incredible situation was the witch who held him hostage! !
Yue Mian was pinched by the throat, but her expression remained unchanged, as if Emperor Li Chao's almost hysterical resistance was just a kitten tickling her. Probably because she thought it would be troublesome for him to continue to be "irregular", she freed up a hand and slapped Rong Huan unconscious neatly.
When Rong Huan woke up again, he almost thought he had lost his hearing. There was absolute silence around him, as if the sound had been eliminated.
He felt the softness under his body, and his body seemed to be covered with a cloud-like fabric. He was placed in a dry and warm environment. It seemed that the person who brought him here did not intend to treat him harshly.
He stroked the aching back of his neck and half-struggled to sit up. The cloud quilt slipped away, and a bone-chilling coldness immediately surrounded him. He was so cold that he could only tuck himself into the quilt again. Hell, he hasn't felt "cold" in many years!
Trying to concentrate and gather energy, his heart sank. Not only did the ancient fire still not return to his dantian, but also all the power from the meteorite in his body disappeared. There was no damage to his body, but he became a completely ordinary person! !
For Rong Huan, who has ruled Jiuzhou for thousands of years, this is simply an ending more terrifying than death. He finally panicked and looked around. The light here was weak. Only a dim oil lamp hanging on the opposite side illuminated the stone walls around it. It was wet and smooth, and there were small ones that looked like running water. Washed out holes.
Naturally, he couldn't tell where this place was. He looked back in panic and suddenly saw the pale face of the girl behind him.
This was truly a nightmare-like moment. Even though Rong Huan had seen a lot in his three thousand years, he was still severely frightened. He didn't know when she came. Maybe she just kept guarding him? She was not breathing, without a heartbeat, like a ghost. Meeting his panicked yet calm eyes, she tilted her head slightly, her crow-feather-like black hair flowing down from her shoulders. Only with a bit of firelight could she see some vivid colors in her eyes.
Rong Huan took a few deep breaths of cold and moist air. He forced himself to maintain the dignity of the emperor and said to her in an indifferent and arrogant tone, "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"
When he asked the question, thousands of possibilities were already running through his mind, and he was mentally prepared for each possibility.
The girl opposite still didn't speak, and he suddenly remembered that her voice seemed to have been destroyed by the secret guards he sent out!
However, Yue Mian didn't seem to care that the other person was the culprit who repeatedly hurt her. She leaned over with one hand on the cold and wet ground, and her other hand slowly touched the delicate side face of the young man. Her thumb was on his There was a soft whisper on the red lips. She lingered over every inch of his body with her eyes. It was difficult for Rong Huan to describe the emotion in her eyes. It was very much like the joy of a little girl getting her long-loved cat or rag doll, but it seemed to also include other things. Something he wasn't quite willing to decipher.
Do you...do you like me?
It was unbelievable to him that the powerful demon could almost overlook the common people, killed countless demons and princes, and kidnapped the emperor of Jiuzhou in front of everyone. The reason was just because of ridiculous "love"?
His lips were suddenly sealed, and then his lips and teeth were pried open. The girl's unfamiliar and eager kiss instantly made his mind go blank. She held the back of his head with one hand, put her other hand around his shoulders and pressed him hard towards her. Her desperate sucking was like a thirsty traveler in the desert tasting the sweet rain for the first time. Rong Huan could hardly breathe. , I just feel that the other party is going to swallow me whole in the next moment.
He was pressed down on the cloud quilt, and the girl lay on top of him, raising his hands above his head and clamping them tightly. To be honest, she was really light, but with just a little force on her hands, he couldn't get away no matter what. Rong Huan felt a chill all over his body, and the clothes on his body had been torn off by her. She caressed his skin, her slender and straight legs tightly locked his thin waist, and she buried her face in his neck, smelling his breath, on his raised Adam's apple and beautiful collarbone. Licking back and forth.
Rong Huan heard his heavy breathing and warned himself many times to be patient. Now this result should be quite beneficial to him. If Yue Mian is just a young girl with no strength but full of love, he can naturally regain his freedom and power at the minimum price as long as he succumbs and seduce her.
He closed his eyes and silently endured the misbehavior of this little witch on him. He was a man, an old man who had lived for three thousand years, and Yue Mian was a little girl. In the end, no matter what step she wanted to take, he couldn't suffer...
There was a sudden stinging pain in his body, and then the air was filled with clammy blood. Yue Mian bit him, her small tiger teeth sinking into his skin, creating tiny wounds one after another. Excited by his blood, she began to lose control.
Rong Huan clenched his fists tightly, and the lines of his arms bulged sharply. This kind of endurance was about to reach its limit... Suddenly, a sensitive part felt an unprecedented pain. He subconsciously twitched and arched his back, frowning and opening his phoenix eyes. . Yue Mian was also hindered by his excessive reaction. She regained some sense and raised her head to meet his confused gaze.
Rong Huanyou saw the dazzling golden red eyes of the little demon girl. Her pupils had transformed from normal to completely vertical pupils. They were so enchanting that it made one's heart go cold. The possessive desire surging out from there seemed to be tightening. The rope suffocated him.
What kind of young girl is she? What kind of human being is she? This is obviously a ferocious beast, teasing and humiliating its trophies wantonly! ! !
The self-comfort of "you are taking advantage no matter what" suddenly collapsed with the extremely clear understanding at this moment. He, Rong Huan, was the emperor of Da Li! It’s Lingguang Lord, the most powerful person in Jiuzhou! He could die in battle, but he couldn't allow himself to humiliate himself and compromise his self-esteem to a monster! ! !
Get out of here -
He scolded her hysterically and struggled like crazy. But these are all in vain. How can an ordinary man who has lost his power resist the Demon Emperor? The lust in Yue Mian's eyes was quickly suppressed by coldness due to his resistance. She slapped the boy she had been in love with before on the face with such force that it almost made his head buzz. His eyes were turning black. Yue Mian leaned forward again, licked the blood from the corners of his lips, and then bit his lower lip hard.
There is no such thing as "love", it's just the violent possessive and coercive desire of a superior and powerful man hidden in the beautiful body of a girl.
At a certain moment, Rong Huan suddenly had the urge to die together. His eyes were red, like a lion forced to a dead end. He said in a hoarse voice to the witch buried beside him: I want you to stop now, otherwise I will die in front of you now——
It's really ridiculous that one day, Rong Huan would threaten others with his own life.
A sense of despair slowly rose in his heart. Even if he said this, what was the use? For a tyrannical monster like Yue Mian, there are naturally a thousand ways to keep him alive but unable to survive.
But the girl's rough movements really stopped. He was breathing heavily, and his chest was rising and falling. He heard his own violent heartbeat, but there was no movement at all. After a long time, the clamp on his wrist was released, and at the same time the little weight covering his body disappeared. He slowly opened his sore eyes, and in front of him was a girl floating above him, with delicate and white feet under the gauze. She looked down at him, the temperature in her eyes was as cold as the surroundings. A gust of cold wind blew by, and she suddenly disappeared, taking away the only lamp.
In the boundless darkness, Rong Huan wiped his face gently, only to find that tears were already streaming down his face.
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Shivering, I probably didn’t write anything below the neck. Anyway, let’s take a look and cherish it... Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
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