Leng Yan couldn't help but reached out and hugged her tightly, pushed her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I will only say the same thing to you once, but you must listen carefully. From now on, forever and ever,

No matter what happens, whether we live together or die together, I will never leave you alone again, I will never let you experience the same thing again, and I will never make you feel that you have nothing to rely on in times of crisis!"

He spoke righteously, as if he was angry with someone.

Qian Shuang understands that Leng Yan is just angry with himself now. He blames himself for not protecting her, and for not being there when she needs him. It would be better to be jealous of Yang An, because he just thinks that when she needs him, instead

It was another man by her side, and that feeling must have been uncomfortable for Leng Yan.

Of course, Qian Shuang also owed Yang An, but this did not mean that she could just sit back and ignore what was happening in front of her.

They should think of a way to solve the problem if the demonic poison really breaks out in Yang An...

***

Late at night, the wind was blowing.

In the golden hall, a man with a gloomy face stood tall and straight.

He was wearing the most noble blue silk robe in the demon world. The hem of the robe was embroidered with yellow Zhu Jin flowers, which complemented the soles of his boots. He looked extremely noble and had an indescribable aura.

The green-clothed enchantress on the side stared at him intently, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the man's slightly stern and cold gaze. The enchantress was so frightened that she trembled and quickly lowered her head. She heard the man ask her coldly: "Do you have something to say?"

explain?"

"Yes... this slave indeed has something to say..." After saying that, the demon girl slowly raised her head, carefully looked at the man's eyes, and replied tremblingly, "Didn't the king say that he had seen them? Why...

...Why not get rid of them directly? With the strength of our demon world, although it is not enough to compete with the fairy world and the god world, the two people who came are just mortals now. Even if they carry peerless artifacts, as long as they fight to the death, they will still be able to fight.

There is hope……"

"What if I don't want to kill?"

The man made a subtle move, but the female demon gave her a surprised look: "Aren't they here to deal with the king? Why don't they kill him?"

"A friend, not an enemy."

"What?"

"They are not our real enemies." After saying that, a strange smile appeared on the man's face, and he looked at the banshee coldly, "At this time, it is more important to distinguish who is our real enemy."

The banshee looked at the Demon King with some confusion. She really didn't understand what he said, but since she didn't kill them, could she just let them walk around the demon world without caring about them?

After being silent for a long time, the Demon King slowly raised his eyes again, looking at the endless dark blue night sky outside the palace, and slowly showed a smile: "Very good, it seems that there are other old friends coming, you go out and prepare first, remember

Stay here and don't alert anyone."

"yes……"

After the banshee left the main hall, the man slowly walked towards the side hall.

He stretched out his right hand to hold the golden cauldron incense burner on the mahogany table, poured magic into it and turned it gently, then opened the secret compartment on the ground.

In this secret compartment, there is a dungeon with golden stairs. Go down the stairs to the entrance of the dungeon. The design here is completely different from the golden hall in the demon world. It is made of ink-black jade and the chill is overwhelming. If you are here

If I stay here for a long time, I'm afraid my iron-clad body won't be able to bear it.
Chapter completed!