Looking at Qin Fan's eyes as deep as the starry sky, for some reason, a flash of panic flashed deep in Concubine Qiong's beautiful eyes, but her face remained as cold as ice.
"Hmph, stop dreaming. If the Demon King's bloodline is still there, this sword won't be your turn."
Nalan Mingyue said: "Qin Fan, although this demon is unruly and arrogant, I agree with her words. If the demon king's bloodline is still there, he will definitely become a very important figure in the demon clan."
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Yes, with the blood of the Demon King, he is naturally a very important figure in the Demon Clan."
When he said this, Qin Fan kept staring at Concubine Qiong, making her feel terrified.
"What do you think I'm doing? Do you think I'm lying to you? Hum, think about it for yourself, do I need to lie to you?" Concubine Qiong said with a straight face, trying to look dignified.
Suddenly, Qin Fan reached out to grab her. Since the distance was very close, Concubine Qiong did not expect that Qin Fan would suddenly make a move and was instantly subdued.
Qin Fan put a hand on her weak shoulder, sealing her entire body.
"Human race, you dare to attack me here, do you want to die?" Concubine Qiong shouted angrily, but she sounded a bit fierce and angry.
Nalan Mingyue asked in confusion: "Qin Fan, what are you doing? Don't forget that this is the territory of the demon clan!"
She felt that Qin Fan was not an impulsive person, so why did he take action suddenly?
Qin Fan slowly walked to the front of Concubine Qiong. He was very close to her and could clearly see Concubine Qiong's long eyelashes flickering.
"Should I call you the princess of the demon clan, or the descendant of the demon king?" Qin Fan said with a playful smile.
Concubine Qiong's face was expressionless, but there was a clear flash of panic in her eyes, but she still said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about? I am the princess, there is no other identity."
Nalan Mingyue said in surprise: "No, Qin Fan, do you think she is a descendant of the Demon King? She is such a unruly and willful little girl. If the Demon King knew that there was such a descendant, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the grave."
Concubine Qiong's chest and abdomen heaved with anger, and she shouted: "You, a servant, dare to humiliate me, how brave!"
She struggled for a while, wanting to rush forward and fight Nalan Mingyue, but she couldn't break free from Qin Fan's restraints, so she had to give up.
"Human, I'll give you a chance. Let me go immediately and slap this disrespectful servant. I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I will let you die without a burial place." Concubine Qiong bit her shiny finger. Little Huya threatens Qin Fan.
Qin Fan found it interesting: "Okay, stop pretending. Whether you are a descendant of the Demon King or not, you will be able to prove it right away."
"Ah, what are you doing! Let me go...bastard..." Concubine Qiong screamed in horror. Unfortunately, when they came in, no one from the demon clan followed.
Seeing that this demon girl was finally scared, Nalan Mingyue also made a small move and smiled happily at the side: "Haha, my dear princess, even if you scream, no one will come."
"Ahem!" Qin Fan glared at Nalan Mingyue and said while bleeding Concubine Qiong, "Who do you think I am by what you said?"
Nalan Mingyue chuckled: "I'm sorry, although this little demon princess always has a condescending attitude, I just deliberately scared her."
"alright!"
Qin Fan took out the Nuwa Stone and placed it under Qiong Fei's snow-white wrist, watching a ray of silver blood slowly flow onto the gray Nuwa Stone.
Wow!
As if a light was suddenly turned on in the dark night, and accompanied by a strong spatial fluctuation, the inconspicuous Nuwa Stone suddenly burst out with a ball of golden light from within.
Then, the gray stone skin outside cracked, and a four-square block was suspended in mid-air.
This square block is about the size of a palm, and its material is... well, that kind of yellow mud material.
"Is this the Nuwa Stone?" Qin Fan frowned. If it weren't for the powerful spatial fluctuations emitted from the small square, it would be similar to a child's model made out of mud.
Nalan Mingyue also came forward, her pretty face illuminated by the golden light with a layer of divine brilliance: "This thing can really travel through space?"
Concubine Qiong rolled her eyes and was very disdainful of these two people who had never seen the world: "Huh, two ignorant bumpkins!"
Nalan Mingyue was laughed at, her pretty face turned red, and she shouted angrily: "How dare you laugh at us! You liar! You are simply insulting the name of the princess!"
Concubine Qiong turned her head away, with a haughty look on her face, and a cold attitude like "I don't even bother to argue with you."
Qin Fan put away the Nuwa Stone, looked at Concubine Qiong, and said with a smile: "Aren't you going to say something? Your Highness Princess!"
Concubine Qiong glared at him: "Humph, what's there to say? The human race is the most despicable race in the world. I don't trust you!"
Nalan Mingyue shouted: "You liar, what qualifications do you have to insult our human race?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Qin Fan quickly stood in the middle: "Okay, don't argue for now. There is some misunderstanding. Just make it clear."
Qin Fan felt that these two people seemed to be naturally incompatible with each other. Nalan Mingyue's usual calmness and wisdom were all forgotten after seeing the demon princess.
The same goes for the demon princess. The cold and mysterious girl in black robe was now no different from the unruly and willful little princess.
"snort!"
The two women each snorted coldly, glared at each other fiercely, and turned their heads away from talking.
Qin Fan had a headache, looked at Concubine Qiong and asked, "Your Highness, you are obviously a descendant of the Demon King, why did you lie to us?"
Concubine Qiong did not answer, but stared at Qin Fan with bright eyes: "I'm also curious, how did you guess my identity?"
Qin Fan said: "The more powerful a monk is, the more he pays attention to the continuation of his bloodline. Unless he reaches a desperate situation, it is basically impossible for his bloodline to be cut off."
"The fact that you took us to the demon king's tomb alone and gave me the demon king's sword is enough to prove that you have a very close relationship with the demon king. Otherwise, even if you are the princess of the demon clan, you would not be able to deal with the demon king at will. Relics.”
Concubine Qiong was speechless: "On these two points, you dare to forcibly bleed me. You are really..."
She didn't know what to say. She could only say that this human being was really bold, almost crazy.
"No wonder he dares to kill even the Holy Envoy. He is indeed a lunatic!" Concubine Qiong said with emotion.
Then, she snorted and began to answer Qin Fan's question: "I have only one purpose of hiding my identity. You should have guessed it."
Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's give up the plan of using the Nuwa Stone to escape and go fight against the temple, right?"
"That's right. Only by letting you understand that you are in a desperate situation can you unleash all your potential to fight against the Temple." Speaking of the Temple, Concubine Qiong showed deep resentment in her eyes.
Qin Fan asked: "Why do you hate the temple so much? What happened back then?"
Concubine Qiong looked at him with a sneer: "Do you believe what I say?"
Qin Fan asked, "How do you know if I believe it or not if you don't tell me?"
Concubine Qiong snorted coldly: "You human race have always been inconsistent, cunning and untrustworthy people. Whether you say it or not, the result is the same. Only when you face your own life and death crisis will you fight to the death."
