Phoenix Destiny Chapter 506: Son of the Demon King
The Devil Emperor smiled and looked at her: "Little girl, has anyone told you something?"
"What's the matter?"
"You can't be too smart. If you're too smart, you won't even be able to see it." As soon as the voice fell, the sullen air suddenly rolled up.
Lu Mingshu's expression changed, and he grabbed his soul ring.
Who knows, the goal of the Demon Sovereign is not to attract the soul ring, but her!
Xuanguang had just emerged from the body, and he had risen into the air and flew towards the Demon Sovereign.
"Sister Lu!" Yue Lingyin shouted.
But she was too far away to react at all.
Yan Wugui rushed over, still too late.
The Demon Emperor pinched her neck and looked at her with a smile: "Don't you think you are too confident? Of course you want to attract the soul ring, but this thing is not irreplaceable, but you, except for this. If you have nothing at hand, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with alone?"
He is full of sullen air, and the hand holding her neck is cold to the bone, as long as she exerts a little force, she will feel strange.
Lu Mingshu tried his best to lift his neck to let himself breathe. She said: "Your Majesty, this is not a pain when you stand and speak. You are top-notch and you have a lot of cards in your hand. My strength is low. Of course, if you hold a card, you must let it play a twelve-point role."
The Demon King nodded: "You are quite interesting. If it weren't for looking for death, the lonely would really hate to kill you."
Lu Mingshu aroused a smile: "His Majesty the Devil is really reluctant to kill me, or has he not made up his mind to kill me?"
The Devil Emperor raised his eyebrows.
She continued: "Your Majesty said before that this thing is not irreplaceable. With all due respect, is it not true?"
The Devil Emperor had a meal and laughed loudly: "Human, you can't be too smart, too smart, even if God doesn't take care of you, the lonely can't help but want to die!"
His eyes flickered, this time he really moved Killian.
Yan Wuguizheng wanted to rush forward, but was pulled by the princess.
"Xie Changhe!" cried the princess, "you let her go, let's talk!"
While speaking, the material world who came in from behind gathered around.
The Devil Sovereign glanced at them contemptuously: "Do you think you have the capital to negotiate terms with you?"
The princess sneered and tore off the pendant hanging on her neck: "Xie Changhe, do you remember what this is?"
This is a jade plate with a very simple style. It is strange, and the color is as red as blood.
The Demon King narrowed his eyes and said nothing for a while.
"Back then, you poured your heart and blood into this thing and handed it over to me, don't you want to take it back?"
The barbarians have some witchcraft, which can be used with painstaking efforts. If this thing is left out, it is a hidden danger. Xie Changhe gave this thing back then, it must be a show of love when it was in love, but unexpectedly it came in handy today.
"How about, do I have the capital to negotiate terms with you?"
The Demon King smiled: "Okay, you say it."
"You let her go first."
The Demon King shook his head: "This is no good. How can there be a reason to pay the bill first without negotiating terms?"
"Then I will do it for her." The princess wanted to step forward.
"Mother!" Yan Wugui grabbed her arm and refused to let her go.
The princess turned around, touched his face with pity, and whispered: "Don't worry, I just give him things. If he wants to kill me, he can kill me just now."
"But..."
"Don't think too much, there is a mother here." After that, she broke free from Yan Wugui and walked towards the Demon Sovereign step by step.
"Mother!" He called again, and the princess didn't look back anymore, just watching her mother step by step away from her. Of course he knew why she did it. Because he cares, she wants to keep what he cares about.
I remember when he was a child, he felt that he had no father or mother, and always thought that if his father was still there, it would be fine. Only now has he discovered that he thought the mother who abandoned him had never left and had been guarding him, but the father who had been thinking about him for so many years was a lie.
The princess stood in front of the demon emperor: "I'm here, let go of her."
The Demon Sovereign didn't let it go. Look at her and then at Lu Mingshu: "It's really interesting."
The princess did not answer his words, and held up the jade pendant: "If you want this thing, just let her go."
The Devil Sigh sighed and said as if talking to himself: "You are really interesting. You have mentioned the conditions and thought that the lonely will accept it? Why didn't you think about it, the lonely can leave none of them!"
The voice fell, and he slapped it with a palm, directly hitting the princess.
"Mother!"
"Qing'e!"
Where did the princess have time to resist? When she loosened her hand, the **** jade pendant slid to the ground and broke into several petals. The blood in my heart dripped from the fragments, like blood and tears.
Lu Mingshu was close, the first to see through the demon emperor's intentions, before thinking about it, a mysterious light burst out of his body, and the sword aura whistled out.
The Demon Sovereign didn’t put her in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the ring she got in Beiming suddenly shined, and the sword intent was instantly improved, and the sharp vigor was pressing, and he even tore his yin aura like this. A scar was made on his arm.
The Devil's brow furrowed, and his reflex sleeve was thrown out, and the thick and ink-like yin air rolled and hit her.
Lu Mingshu hit the wall hard, his whole body was falling apart, his chest was too tight, and his bones were cold. The next moment, Yin Qi rolled again and rolled her back. The Demon Emperor still pinched her neck, with an indifferent tone: "Take things out, let you die alone!"
"Mother!" Yan Wugui rushed forward and snatched the princess back.
The princess had a thick black palm print on her body, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.
She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't speak~ IndoMTL.com~ Yan Wugui hurriedly took out the Dongxia Shiye: "Don't talk, heal first..."
Before the medicine was poured in, the princess closed her eyes and dropped her hands.
Yan Wugui was stunned there.
"Thank you brother!" Wei Chunqiu whispered, looking at him worriedly.
Yan Wugui stared blankly at the ignorant mother in her arms. Her face was pale, her mouth was bleeding, and she looked so fragile, as if she would shatter when she pinched it, and she didn't look like the high-ranking Princess of Zhongzhou at all. When Xie Xingchen was a child, she didn't know how much she hated her noble grace, so far away from him, not like his mother at all. But now, how much he desires, she can continue to be honorable and graceful.
He put down the princess, slowly raised his head, the figure of the Demon Emperor was reflected in his pupils, and he also pinched Lu Mingshu, wanting her life.
The storm gathered in his eyes, and everything around him turned red, as bright as the blood that the princess vomited just now.
Everything is gone, only the man who looks so similar in front of him clearly stays in his pupils.
"Xie Changhe--" Every word that came out of the teeth was filled with anger.
"Thank you, Junior Brother!" Wei Chunqiu was taken aback, but saw the yin qi surging around him, as if there was life, quickly gathering towards him.
Yin Qi gathers into a whirlpool, centering on him, scrolling endlessly.
Everyone was taken aback, and even the Demon Sovereign frowned.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Son of the Demon Emperor, he is the son of the Demon Emperor!"
Even if the Demon Sovereign does not admit that he is Xie Changhe, this body does. The so-called stripping of demon consciousness is also Lu Mingshu's unilateral guess, his biological son, who knows what he inherited from him.
The elders of Qizhen View thought of Xie Lianzhen’s illness. Seven years ago, after the rebellion of King Yijun, the princess once sent him to the Supreme Profound Palace. At that time, he was crazy and seemed to have become another person.