The Demon Spirit Lord was still immersed in sadness, but his expression suddenly changed due to the sudden words.
The face that vaguely showed the glory of the past was green and white.
Finally, my whole face turned red with anger.
"You stinky girl, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person your godfather? I tell you, your godfather I am an upright gentleman! I would never do that kind of thing to anyone!"
"Not to mention, Aning is the person I care about most!!"
The Demon Lord was filled with anger.
This question is really bold and presumptuous!!
If the person who asked this question was not Yue Qingchen, I am afraid that with his violent temper, he would have rushed up and beat the other person severely!!
Yue Qingchen frowned slightly and was a little confused.
"Really? That's weird..."
"But, it's impossible..."
The blood in Lord Demon Spirit's body was boiling, and for a moment he couldn't even speak.
"...You...you...you stinky girl, you make me so angry!"
"Taizu, please take care of this stinky girl!"
Xinghun's heart of gossip has already been ignited.
He couldn't care less, he just concentrated on holding his breath and listened carefully to the gossip.
He thought he could hear some bloody story...
The result, is this?
Xinghun was also quite disappointed because he didn't hear the love and hatred he wanted.
"Hey...boy Demon Spirit, it seems you are of no use..."
"After all, you were the most handsome man in the Nine Heavens back then. Why are you so useless?"
"I originally thought that you should be more upbeat."
"..." The Demon Spirit Lord was speechless for a moment, but his face turned red with anger.
"You are all crazy, you are all crazy!!"
Not to mention that Aning is not that kind of person at all.
It is absolutely impossible for him alone to blaspheme her.
For him...
That was the god in his heart.
As long as she can be well, he can watch her from a distance.
This is precisely the reason why he has sealed himself in the territory of the demon spirit for so many years and never left.
He didn't want to go out and disturb her...
I don't want to disturb her peaceful life.
but……
The Demon Spirit Lord's face froze slightly.
He did have that dream once in a dream...
But it was just that time, a ridiculous dream that night.
Later, after waking up from the dream, he punished himself severely.
It can be regarded as atonement for being disrespectful to the person in my heart.
The Lord Demon Spirit stretched out his palm again and covered his heart.
His expression moved slightly, he took a deep breath and suppressed all the abnormal movements in his heart.
…
This journey was speechless.
Yue Qingchen didn't ask any more questions along the way, but relied on the flying beast to cultivate her body.
Another wave of power surged through her body.
She was recovering the muscles and veins in her body inch by inch.
Unknowingly, they were getting closer to the demon realm.
Right now, within the realm of demon spirits.
Sheng Beibei and Wu Zhu had been soaked in the cold pool for too long, and their condition was not good.
But they simply couldn't calm down and rest.
They were placed in the room, pacing back and forth anxiously.
"Senior brother...what should I do with the girl? Will something happen?"
Saint Beibei was so anxious that she burst into tears.
Wu Zhu also pursed his lips tightly, and his fists on both sides clenched tighter and tighter.
Although he was very worried in his heart, he still kept comforting Saint Beibei.
"Girls must be lucky and have their own destiny..."
In the distance, Mako dropped by the doorframe with his head lowered, as if deep in thought...
Mako lowered his head and landed in the corner.
Those dry hands were crossed in front of him, as if he had been praying for something...
"Ahem—" Saint Beibei suddenly coughed violently.
After being soaked in the cold pool for too long, she still hurt her roots.
Now I couldn't bear it anymore, and my face gradually turned pale.
Her body was shaky and ready to fall down at any moment.
"Junior sister." Wu Zhu's expression changed drastically and he hurried forward to catch her.
"It doesn't matter to me." Sheng Beibei took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "I must wait until the girl comes back..."
It was at this time that a breeze blew by from outside.
Then a figure entered.
The figure moved forward quickly, and a warm force fell on Saint Beibei's body in the palm of his hand.
In just a moment, Sheng Beibei felt extremely comfortable all over.
"The cold has penetrated your bones and bones. How could you have made your body like this at such a young age?" A hoarse voice rang in Saint Beibei's ears.
Saint Beibei raised his eyes in surprise.
She only saw a man wearing a cloak and a black veil falling beside her.
The person who came had a hoarse voice, and it was hard to tell whether he was male or female.
But looking at that slender figure, it was vaguely obvious that it must be a woman.
At this time, from the woman's palm, there were waves of power falling on her body, as if healing her wounds.
As the other party healed his wounds, Sheng Beibei's body no longer felt as uncomfortable as before.
The coldness in the limbs and bones dissipated little by little.
Gradually it was replaced by warmth.
"Who are you?"
Aunt Ning smiled calmly, "Just call me Aunt Ning."
She vaguely remembered that there seemed to be someone who always liked to replace her Aunt Ning.
And she also likes this title very much.
"Aunt Ning." Sheng Beibei bowed respectfully to the visitor.
Although they didn't know the identity of the person in front of them, the aura flowing from her body gave them an inexplicable sense of security.
"How did you become like this?" Aunt Ning looked at the injuries on their bodies and asked in surprise.
Their bodies were damaged, obviously from being soaked in extremely cold places.
Saint Babe's lips trembled and she murmured.
"We were attacked, captured by Ling Tian's people, and thrown into the Zixiao Cold Pond."
"Purple Sky Cold Pond is a place that is extremely cloudy and extremely cold."
"Ling Tian is really not a good person! For the sake of his own desires, he actually disregards human life!"
"Ling Tian?" Aunt Ning's black-veiled face condensed slightly.
A string in my mind was suddenly touched.
A heartbreaking pain came from my mind...
"Aunt Ning, what's wrong with you?" Sheng Beibei noticed something strange about Aunt Ning and didn't dare to continue talking.
Aunt Ning took a deep breath and suppressed all the discomfort.
She shook her head.
"I'm fine. Fortunately, you escaped."
Saint Beibei's little face wrinkled up.
"It's true that we escaped, but Miss Yue is still fighting against Ling Tian."
Moon Girl...
Aunt Ning's whole heart was lifted up involuntarily again.
Although she can't remember the past memories.
However, when I mentioned Miss Yue, I still instantly remembered Yue Qingchen!
Yue Qingchen...
This name now occupies half of her heart.
She suddenly raised her eyes, and her voice raised three points uncontrollably.
"You mean, Yue Qingchen?"
Sheng Beibei and Wu Zhu looked at each other.
They opened their lips and wanted to speak.
However, Aunt Ning was already impatient.
"Where is that girl? What happened to her?"
Before Wu Zhu Sheng Beibei could respond, Aunt Ning didn't care at all and rushed out.
"Mrs. Ning!!"
The group of people who were responsible for taking care of Aunt Ning in the Demon Spirit Territory were shocked when they saw Aunt Ning rushing out, and they went forward one by one to stop her.
But how could they stop her?
Even though Aunt Ning lost all her memory, even though the oppression of the dark river for thousands of years hurt her body.
But after all, she is the brave and unparalleled number one person in the Nine Heavens: Prince Ning!!
Aunt Ning quickly broke free from their obstruction and wanted to go out again!
Just when Aunt Ning was about to break through the Demon Spirit Realm and leave here, there was another wave of waves at the entrance to the Demon Spirit Realm.
"Aunt Ning, I'm back -"
The clear voice pierced the sky and fell around Aunt Ning.
All Aunt Ning's movements stopped.
She raised her eyes and looked at the figure gradually approaching in the sky.
Countless crystals floated in the deep sunken eyes.