"What is the background of Blood Princess? There are 100 million demons living in her body." Feng Yu hugged his head in one hand and looked down at the gorgeous city in the world below with a solemn expression.
"Seven days have passed since the City of Gold, Silver and Iron came to the City of Light. How could she have so many parasites in her body in such a short period of time?"
Jialan sat on Luo Mo's left shoulder, with an uneasy look on his face.
"The 100 million demons possessing her are not necessarily from the world of Beikuluzhou." Luo Mo looked calm and decided to investigate the Blood Princess.
"I still have something to do. You can do whatever you want next."
Fengyu had no time to care about the Blood Princess, so he turned around and flew towards the direction of the Tongtian Divine Staircase.
"Leng Xian'er's soul only has her head left. Even if you put this head back into her original body, she will not wake up."
Luo Mo made some cruel words, and the human boy who was struck stood stiffly, dazedly suspended in the air.
The golden light was still shining brightly on him, beating like a warm and desolate flame.
"There will always be a way, don't say it in such a scary way." Jialan wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere and advised Luo Mo not to be too vicious.
"I'm just telling the truth. The hope of Leng Xian'er waking up is very slim." Luo Mo continued to reply seriously, "I can't think of anything else in this world that can repair a human's broken soul."
"Tsk, of course! Seal the human head into the Grant Sword, and I will give her demon power to restore her complete soul."
Everyone who heard it was stunned and greatly shocked by the Demon King's words. Luo Mo was obviously aware of the danger and retorted coldly: "No. Don't confuse the public with your evil words!"
Feng Yu, who had his head slightly lowered, raised his face, a glimmer of light appeared in his dim eyes, and his dazed expression showed a bit of sobriety.
"With a complete soul, Leng Xian'er can wake up. But the price of absorbing the demon power is that he becomes a half-demon and cannot become a human again."
A lonely look crept into the corners of the young man's brows, and the melancholy and loneliness in his eyes was unfathomable.
He said nothing and flew away alone and in despair.
Luo Mo and Jialan stared at him silently, feeling that the departing figure exuded an air of unspeakable sadness and desolation, which made people feel sad.
The sleeping head with closed eyes in his arms opened his eyes and said something that broke Feng Yu's heart: "I am willing to absorb the demon power and become a half-demon."
She heard the Demon King's proposal clearly. It wasn't that she didn't care about the unimaginable consequences, but...
"My parents are both dead, and the demon said that the Blood Princess chopped off their heads."
Crystal clear tears overflowed from the eyes, and two traces of tears streaked across the illusory and desperate face,
"I want revenge! I want to kill the Blood Lady, I want to kill the monsters that ate my soul, kill them..."
Feng Yu remained silent, covering the head's mouth with his hand to prevent him from continuing to speak.
His head collapsed and he cried, tears streaming down his face.
The girl holding a violet umbrella, squatting in the flowers and smiling tenderly, lost her beauty and innocence after all.
“Becoming a half-demon, you will never be able to be a human again, nor will you be reincarnated.
Without becoming a half-demon, Leng Xianer's incomplete soul wouldn't be able to hold on for long. One day it would collapse and disappear. What would happen to the body without a soul? It is decaying and aging day by day. "
The Grant Sword turned into a black wind wind and flowed around, and then disappeared into Feng Yu's hand, with a cross sword symbol imprinted on the palm.
The demon king had no intention of shutting up, and a human face appeared on the back of his hand.
"You are so kind. If you only have a compassionate heart but no diamond skills, what can you accomplish?
Is the situation right now for you to be merciful? Make the most correct and advantageous decision quickly. "
After Feng Yu threw the words "Don't meddle in other people's business", the demon king, who was asking for trouble, couldn't restrain his anger and irritability and said angrily:
"Useless trash, it's because of your incompetence that you can't protect her.
You really want to save her, don’t you? But because you were weak, you lost her.
A weak person deserves a beautiful and precious girl? "
Feng Yu was terribly silent, not saying a word.
The head in his arms became furious and quarreled and cursed with the Demon King.
"Who are you? Why do you say Brother Fengyu?
"You can only parasitize in Brother Fengyu's body, you are the incompetent waste, right?
He will definitely become the most powerful person in the world, handsome, noble, heroic, all kinds of awesome. What qualifications do you, a nondescript guy, have to say anything about him? "
Seeing that the head became so energetic when protecting Feng Yu, the demon king was so angry that he was not afraid of being burned by the golden light. He stretched out a withered hand that looked like a mummy from Feng Yu's chest, ready to slap him.
Feng Yu stopped him in time and grabbed the demon king's transformed withered arm.
The head counterattacked tooth for tooth, bounced up from Feng Yu's arms, opened its mouth and bit off three fingers of the withered hand.
The withered hands turned into powder and disappeared.
The demon king Gren, who was completely enraged, appeared in the form of a spirit body with only the upper body, emerged from Fengyu's right palm, and snatched the head away.
When Leng Xian'er's head fell into the hands of the Demon King unexpectedly, Feng Yu's eyes widened in surprise and horror.
"Didn't you say you were willing to accept my demonic power? Now I will grant it to you."
Demon King Gren pulled the illusory head back into the host's hand, and there was no more movement.
Feng Yu stared blankly at the cross sword symbol between his right palms, and the look of collapse gradually spread in his eyes.
"Let her out." The first four words were spoken calmly, until the second part turned into a roar: "Let her out!"
Golden light and black energy surged around him, filling the void.
Luo Mo and Jialan returned on their way to slay demons and found the vision. They couldn't believe what they saw and heard.
There are two forces fighting in the young man's body, emitting golden light and a steady stream of black energy. The whole person looks sacred and dark, somewhere between a god and a demon.
"Calm down first." Sensing his strong loss of control, Luo Mo tried to comfort him.
"Xian'er was captured by the Demon King."
A sad look enveloped his pale and lifeless face. Feng Yu's left eye had a golden pupil, while his right eye was black without the white of the eye.
He made a very crazy move, biting his right hand cruelly, even tearing two fingers in his mouth.
"Let her out, do you hear me? If you dare to do anything to her, I will never forgive you."
The look of anger and resentment lingered in his eyes, and he could do nothing except collapse to the point of abusing himself through self-mutilation, except helpless sadness and unwilling tears.
The black air suppressed the golden light and rolled up a storm-like thick mist.
The shrill ghostly aura emanating from his body made Luo Mo and Jialan unable to move even an inch.
"Hey, get out of here! Who allowed you to take her away on your own initiative?"
Because his accumulated merits were not perfect, the power of the indestructible body granted to him by the merit list was only activated by 10%, and it could automatically repair his bloody right hand.
But under his cruel and merciless bite, the bloody hand was regenerated and destroyed repeatedly.
