The Demon Emperor's rough and arrogant face really cheered up, and he waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, little girl, this kind of trivial matter is nothing to this Emperor, just wait."
Although Mu Qianyu spoke relaxedly, he was very nervous in his heart.
Beichenye held her hand silently, wordlessly but firmly.
The demon cone was suspended above Bei Chenyue's head, and black demonic energy enveloped her. Soon she frowned, thinking that she had sensed it.
Under the control of the Demon Emperor, the Demon God Cone took out Bei Chenyue's soul. The flowing soul was one black and one white. At this moment, the black part was rapidly melting.
"Who dares to come and kill me? How brave!" The black consciousness was able to make a sound while it was struggling wildly.
Mu Qianyu's heart tightened. This consciousness was actually so powerful. If the Demonic Cone hadn't been in time, it would have taken over his little treasure's body very soon.
"How dare you show respect in front of me, little guy?" The Demon Emperor became even more unhappy, and his attacks became even more brutal.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
The consciousness screamed in pain, obviously vulnerable to the Demonic Cone.
"I will succeed soon. I trained this little girl. You can't kill me!"
"Ah ah ah ah, I am not willing to accept it, I am not willing to accept it."
This monster kept shouting, but Mu Qianyu and others did not look at it, only looking at Bei Chenyue on the boat.
At this moment, Beichen Yue's head was moving, shaking from side to side, and he was sweating profusely.
"Mother, father." Bei Chenyue said unconsciously.
"We are all here, Xiaobao, just hold on, you will be fine soon." Mu Qianyu comforted him.
But Beichen Yue obviously couldn't hear it, and kept gibbering, as if the demon's declining consciousness had also affected her.
After all, they have been symbiotic for such a long time, and even if they were separated suddenly, it would be somewhat harmful to Bei Chenyue's soul.
Mu Qianyu felt that Bei Chenye's hand was undoubtedly tightening. She looked at him. Although he didn't say a word, the tension on his face was obvious.
"Little thing, go to hell." The Demon King snorted disdainfully, and a black light fell like a sharp arrow, directly cutting the black soul into pieces.
"Ah!!" With a scream, the consciousness completely dissipated.
The soul returned to Bei Chenyue's body, but Bei Chenyue was completely comatose at this moment. This coma is different from drug-induced coma, because the soul was injured.
Mu Qianyu looked nervously at the white-clothed weapon spirit who had been standing by the bed. She would not be completely at ease with anyone when it came to her daughter's life or death. The weapon spirit was here to protect the law and prevent anyone from taking advantage of others' danger.
At this moment, the weapon spirit nodded to Mu Qianyu and returned to Mu Qianyu's sea of consciousness.
Mu Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief and leaned into Beichen Ye's arms.
Beichen closed his eyes at night and let out a silent breath.
Although the daughter is not their biological daughter, she is their flesh and blood after all, and she has been with them for so many years, so they have always treated her as their biological daughter.
If something happened to this child, the two of them would not be able to bear it.
"Little girl, you have to keep your word. That boy gave it to me." The Demon King accepted the Demon God Cone and asked excitedly.
Yuan Zhong was about to cry, how he hoped that the little woman would break her promise.
Mu Qianyu nodded happily: "No problem."
Isn't it just accepting a disciple? This is also a good thing for Yuan Zhong, and she has always strongly approved of it.
The Demon King grabbed Yuan Zhong and laughed away. Yuan Zhong wanted to die. Whose master was so deceitful!