Chapter 971: Taiping, How Long Can You Hold On?

They have waited for so long, they have been looking for so long, the demon race has been like ashes, the demon world has even disappeared, a dying race, everyone pinned their hopes on the demon god Yan Bone, but now someone told him that she had returned, but she was unwilling to be their king anymore.

What it tastes like

despair

wrath

hate

Or sadness

Jia Luo's heart suddenly seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he said unwillingly for a while: "Impossible, she must have other important things delayed, or she is waiting for the opportunity, after all, the current form is not a good situation for the demons, since she wants to save the demons, then she must have been completely prepared before coming, she definitely didn't come on purpose." ”

Mo Yan said: "But what if she is just content with the status quo and satisfied with the life in front of her, and forgets who she is and forgets the mission she should carry?"

"Why" Garo was furious, and let out a runken rage, his handsome face contorted with anger.

What is this

All of them were waiting for her to return, and they were all fighting for her, but now they told him that she was doing well, so she didn't care if others lived or died.

Why

Garo's eyes were red with grief and indignation, and his eyebrows were full of anger, and he asked, "This is what she told you personally."

Mo Yan didn't answer Jia Luo's words, he stood up, raised his hand and pressed Jia Luo's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely let her come back, no matter what the reason, it can't be an obstacle to her return." Together, we quietly welcome the return of the Lord. ”

Jia Luo looked at the demon flame, his excitement slowly calmed down, he believed in the demon flame, the three realms are big, although more and more people have fallen into the demon path, although the demon army's army is constantly expanding, but now, he can be regarded as a companion, and the only one who can make him believe is the demon flame.

"I will entrust my life to my lord, for the return of the lord and the future of the demons. Garo said heavily and forcefully.

Demon Yan's hand on his shoulder was withdrawn, and he turned and walked out. This Serpent King's Palace will be the place where he will live for a long time in the future, knowing that the other side can win all battles, and he must be familiar with the situation in the Serpent King's Palace, and the Lord is full of happiness, her child, he should go and meet him for a while.

The palace people in the Snake King's Palace shuttled back and forth, busy, but they all had smiles on their faces, which was very different from what he saw in the palace, although it was the demon world here, it was as peaceful as a prosperous world, and the mortal world, the palace, was already full of holes.

The demon world can stand strong in the melee because of a king like Fan Yan, and it is really because of such peace that his lord is reluctant to return to the demon world.

But how long can such a peace last?

Mo Yan thought coldly, his heart was surging gloom and calculation, but that handsome face was always gentle and humble, indifferent and quiet.

In the courtyard, Xiao Tuanzi was dressed in white clothes, his long silver hair was combed into a ponytail, and his golden hair was tied with a golden crown, next to him was Hai Dongqing and the Eight Desolation Beasts who were fighting, Xiao Tuanzi held the scriptures in his hand, pacing back and forth in the courtyard, looking while walking, and the palace people guarding next to him looked at Xiao Tuanzi with a smile, holding a shawl to block the wind.

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