In front of the entrance of the demon clan, the people on both sides faced each other, and the atmosphere was very strange.

"Let's go!" Mo Ling said to Zhuge Ruoyu. Before he really wants to know the answer, get out of the way, or he won't know what he's going to do!

Zhuge Ruoyu didn't expect that Mo Ling would take the initiative to let them leave, which surprised her. And Situ Chenyi and Ziyun couldn't ask for it.

"Demon Lord, that person is the god of war, and he has an invincible enmity with the Demon Realm, so you can't let them go!" Ruofeng and the others persuaded Mo Ling one after another.

"Shut up!" Morling was furious. Ruofeng and the others had no choice but to keep silent, if their eyes could really kill, then the eyes they looked at Situ Chenyi were enough to scrape Situ Chenyi with a thousand knives!

For the sake of Zhuge Ruoyu, the demon lord didn't even move his hands in front of the enemy, could it be that he was stunned by Zhuge Ruoyu?

Ziyun pulled Zhuge Ruoyu to turn around and walk back, and Situ Chenyi followed behind. If you don't leave now, it will be too late if Mo Ling and the others will regret it!

"Take your life." When the three of them walked out more than ten steps, Wen Di used a thunderous momentum behind Mo Ling, and a flame focused on the palm of his hand and attacked Situ Chenyi!

"Situ!" "Be careful!" Hearing the sound of Wen Di, Ziyun and Zhuge Ruoyu shouted to remind Situ Chenyi, but Wen Di was only a few steps away from Situ Chenyi.

Zhuge Ruoyu broke free from Ziyun's hand and ran towards Situ Chenyi. Situ Chenyi is a ghost now, what if he is injured by Wen Di and his soul is scattered.

Her heart hurt so much at the thought that something would happen to him. Zhuge Ruoyu ran to Situ Chenyi and received a slap from the flute. Blood spurted out of her mouth and soaked into her clothes, and Zhuge Ruoyu fell to the ground in pain.

"Rain!" "Master!" Ziyun helped Zhuge Ruo up, leaned on her, and wiped the blood from her mouth for her.

"Wendi, you dare to hurt her!" Mo Ling angrily waved his palm at Wen Di, who instantly flew out a few meters away.

"Situ Chenyi injured the Demon Lord so badly a thousand years ago, how could his subordinates let him escape!" Wen Di knew that he had made the Demon Lord angry, and he didn't expect that Miss Zhuge would block the Burning Flame Palm for Situ Chenyi.

Ruofeng saw that Wendi was injured by Mo Ling, and ran over to help Wendi up.

"Yu'er, why are you so stupid, you actually block my palm!" Situ Chenyi was originally in a soul state, but at this time, tears flowed from his eyes. Yu'er is too stupid, how can she be a mortal now, how can she withstand the full power of her palm.

Zhuge Ruoyu only felt that his body was burning all of a sudden, and it was as cold as an ice cave all of a sudden. The eyelids are also very heavy. Hearing Situ Chenyi and Ziyun crying, she reluctantly cheered up and looked at the two, but she wanted to speak but was choked by the blood in her throat, coughing and her face was flushed.

"Give her to me, I'm going to bring her back to the Demon Realm!" Mo Ling flashed in front of Ziyun and looked at Zhuge Ruoyu in her arms worriedly.

Ziyun protected Zhuge Ruoyu in his arms, with a vigilant expression: "The master has been injured like this, what do you want?" She sensed that her master was in great pain right now, and that she should bring her back to heal her sooner.

Seeing that Ziyun refused to let go, a blue vein appeared on his forehead: "If you don't hurry up and treat her injuries, she will die, you give her to me!" "Wen Di's flame palm can hurt people's souls, just now Wen Di used ten success forces to kill Situ Chenyi, but was blocked by Xiao Nizi.

"I don't want you to save my master, I and the god of war will definitely be able to save her!" Ziyun still refused to let go.

"After being injured by Wen Di's Flame Palm, now only the thousand-year-old ice bed of the Demon Realm can be resolved, do you think you can save it?" Mo Ling looked at Ziyun and Situ Chenyi through gritted teeth.

Ziyun listened to Mo Ling's words and wondered, is this really the case? She looked at Situ Chenyi and wondered how he decided.

"Give him the rain." Situ Chenyi's face was helpless, at this moment he could only gamble Yu'er's life on Mo Ling.

Ziyun handed Zhuge Ruoyu in his arms to Mo Ling, and Mo Ling reached out to take it and held Zhuge Ruoyu in his arms.

"When are you going to send Yu'er back to Houfu?" Seeing that Mo Ling was about to leave, Situ Chenyi asked eagerly.

"Wait until she recovers, now you are not qualified to ask me!" Mo Ling left these cold words, and quickly flew to the Demon Realm with Zhuge Ruoyu in his arms.

"Am I going to die?" Zhuge Ruoyu was lying in Mo Ling's arms, looking at Mo Ling's face that had been frowning because of worry.

Blood continued to spill out of his mouth, and even the white clothes with Mo Ling gave birth to red blood flowers. Her body was getting colder and colder, even the consciousness in her brain was gradually dissipating, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, she felt so uncomfortable!

"You won't die, I won't let you die!" Mo Ling lowered her head and kissed Zhuge Ruoyu, comforting her, "Hold on, the Demon Realm is about to arrive." Seeing that Zhuge Ruoyu was about to fall into a coma, Mo Ling's heart was extremely anxious.

"Hmm...... I, I will. After Zhuge Ruoyu used all his strength to say a word, he fell into boundless darkness.

Quickly returning to the Demon Realm, Mo Ling hugged Zhuge Ruoyu and went to the secret room behind his dormitory.

There is a thousand-year-old ice bed in the secret room, and after Mo Ling entered the secret room, he put Zhuge Ruoyu on top of the thousand-year-old ice bed.

"Go and get the Blood Lotus Pill!" Mo Ling ordered Ruofeng to follow.

"But there are only two Blood Lotus Pills." Ruofeng hesitated. This Blood Lotus Pill was the elixir he made with the thousand-year-old blood lotus for the Demon Lord, and there were ten of them. At that time, the Demon Lord's soul was incomplete, and it was only after taking the Blood Lotus Pill that he could reunite his soul, and now the Demon Lord wanted to use up the Blood Lotus Pill for this woman, how could he not feel distressed?

Seeing Ruofeng's hesitation, Mo Ling was furious: "Are you going to disobey me like Wen Di?" Seeing that Xiao Nizi's breathing is getting weaker and weaker, if she doesn't be treated, she will not be able to survive!

Seeing that Mo Ling insisted on this, Ruofeng left with a sigh, went to Yunxiao Hall to take the Blood Lotus Pill and handed it to Mo Ling.

Taking the Blood Lotus Pill from Ruofeng's hand, Mo Ling picked up Zhuge Ruoyu and asked her to lean on his hand, feed her the Blood Lotus Pill, and then put her down.

Listening to Zhuge Ruoyu's breathing sound was a little more orderly than just now, Mo Ling knew that the Blood Lotus Pill was gradually exerting its effect.

"Go down, I'll heal her." Mo Ling said to Ruo Feng. Her soul was unstable, and he had to use his mana to stabilize her.

If Feng refuses, "The Demon Lord's cultivation has just improved a lot, and it is necessary to use your second-layer mana to protect her soul, which will hurt you a lot." He didn't understand, why the Demon Lord was willing to do anything for this Zhuge girl, did he really fall in love with her?

As the Venerable of the Demon Realm, if he is with a human woman, the disciples of the Demon Realm will definitely oppose it! At that time, if someone rebels under the rule of the Demon Lord, it will only do harm to the Demon Lord, but not beneficial, and the Demon Lord will not fail to understand the benefits.

How could Mo Ling not understand what Ruofeng was thinking, but if he looked at her uncomfortable, he couldn't do anything. Her little pale face, the frown on her brow from the coma of pain, made his heart feel like a pinprick in the face.

"You go down, I'm fine." Mo Ling looked persistent.

Ruofeng was speechless, and glanced at Zhuge Ruoyu on the cold ice bed with a little meaning and left the secret room.

Mo Ling helped Zhuge Ruoyu up from the cold ice bed, sat behind her, and used his palm power to continuously input mana into it to heal her.

After about ten minutes, a layer of cold sweat appeared on Mo Ling's forehead, and Zhuge Ruoyu's face had slowly turned from pale to rosy.