Boundless was born from the evil aura between heaven and earth, and it was different from ordinary demons.

The bloodline he inherited must be the strongest like him, even stronger than the demon born from the soul eater's body!

Feng Lan is also a demon, and her bloodline will not be contaminated with foreign blood, so this child must be born with the purest bloodline.

Soul Eater is just trying to protect his offspring.

But when he saw Wujiang's cold gaze, he only felt fear.

"Woo ......"

The powerful Soul Eater made a sound like a baby crying, and its huge body retreated step by step with Feng Lan.

At this time, Wujiang raised his hand, and the blood-red Canglian Sword slowly appeared in his hand.

Feng Lan's gaze froze in an instant.

Then, tears fell in large gulps, and she was leaned against the soul eater, shrunk her body, and protected her child.

"This is also your child'......," Feng Lan cried.

Why is this the case?

She thought that at least she could get a little pity from him.

She loved him so much that in order to protect his children, she was locked up in the dungeon for half a year, not daring to escape, and eating whatever was sent every day, no matter how uncomfortable it was.

She didn't want to be like last time, unable to keep the child.

But Wujiang still walked towards her.

Soul Eater protected Feng Lan and retreated step by step, but it was obvious that compared to Feng Lan and the child in her belly, Wujiang was the most important.

When it comes to really getting started, it's impossible to devour souls and move with boundless.

He would abandon Feng Lan and her children.

Looking at this scene, even those real demons felt extremely chilling and terrifying.

Even if it's a heinous demon, they won't kill their own children.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children!

But Wujiang clearly didn't care about the child at all, his gloomy eyes were murderous and cold.

He had no feelings, none at all.

He is a demon in the Ten Heavens Pool, and the gods of the Nine Heavens have no way to take him.

Powerful, bloodthirsty.

Feng Lan curled up in the corner and closed her eyes in despair.

And Hua Xi looked at the back of Wujiang in a daze.

The back of the red wedding dress is tall and straight, faintly with a mountain-like calm solitary height and coldness.

He walked towards Feng Lan's figure with his sword, and suddenly coincided with his back when he left Jialan City.

The white and pure robe, with a silent and upright back, slowly said goodbye to her, and then disappeared from the white clouds flowing in the sky.

At that time, she firmly believed that he would definitely become a Buddha.

Hopeful, because he's so clean.

And in her heart, she also yearns for light.

But now, why is everything different?

"Enough!" Hua Xi suddenly spoke coldly, in a low tone, but it shocked everyone present.

The whispering voices stopped, and countless eyes of awe looked at her.

Your Majesty the Demon King, what instructions will you have next?

Ji Yue's dark eyes also glanced at her, and something in her eyes quietly melted.

He knew what she was going to say next.

The feeling in my heart is a little warm, but also a little faint pain.

"I don't want to see any blood today, and that's the end of this farce." Hua Xi turned around coldly, took two steps, looked sideways slightly, and looked at Wujiang, "Although you embarrassed me so much today, this wedding still counts!" ”