Since that day, the flames that erupted on the Siyou Cliff have fallen into a panic, and the rhetoric of various sects calling for preemptive strikes has also risen higher and higher, but the personal heart is not very spectrum

The power of the Demon Lord cannot be fully estimated from the texts alone

They secretly thought to themselves that during this period of silence, maybe it was the Demon Lord who was recovering his strength, which gave rise to the idea of preemptive strike, but in the end, they had to rely on Nuwa's descendants, and for them, Nuwa was the savior

When the high priest sarcastically told these movements in the human world, the man who was supposed to be in retreat in the speculation of the outside world sat quietly on the edge of the soft bed and looked down at the little woman sleeping on the bed

Seeing this, the high priest couldn't help but ask at the end: "I don't know what the Lord is going to do."

Mo Wen's gaze finally moved, but it was a sharp edge sweeping towards the high priest, making her shudder, he had never liked others to spy on his mind, and few people could guess what he was thinking

"This king has his own plans, as long as they don't attack, don't bother this king with these trivial things," Mo asked, and the cold voice made the high priest dare not say more

But she was still clubbed to the side, and she had no intention of retreating

Mo Wen finally asked impatiently: "Do you have anything else to report and say, when did you become so distracted?"

He was a man of few words, so he always lost some patience for what others were waiting for him to ask

The high priest hesitated for a moment because he understood him before saying, "That half-demon has been asking to see the Lord for several days, but he has been blocked back by his subordinates, you see......"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who told you to block him back?"

Xu didn't expect Mo Wen to say this, the high priest was stunned, didn't he like to see idlers and others

"He also just wants to say that his subordinates have already informed us about the alliance with us, and this agreement is still valid, but he insists on the Lord's personal promise, so his subordinates ......"

Before the high priest could finish speaking, he heard Mo Wen and said coldly: "Pass him in."

Although he didn't understand Mo Wen's considerations, since he personally gave the order, the high priest couldn't refute it, so he had to take the order to convey the will, and soon Lu Li walked into the room

This mountain stream Yazhu is already in a quiet place, and the footsteps that Lu Li walked in were calm and powerful, and the footsteps were clear

Mo Wen didn't raise his head and carefully wiped the sweat from the corners of Zi Kite's forehead

She has been in a coma since the day he returned to his throne, and now she doesn't want to wake up, she doesn't want to see him so much

Mo Wen thought about it sullenly, and his emotions in his heart were suddenly a little irritable, but the expression on his face was still faint

"Purple kite" Lu Li saw clearly the person lying on the bed, blurted out of shape, stepped forward half a step, but suddenly reacted to the situation he was in now, stopped his steps, and bowed to the man who was sitting on the side of the bed, "Lord Demon Lord"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Li suddenly felt his heart open, and then the whole person was grabbed by a force, and he pushed it to the wall fiercely, and he was quickly pressed to death, but there was nothing in front of him

He looked at it a little longer to see that it was Mo Wen who made a move, and Mo Wen only raised his arm like that, and he had firmly restrained him, but he didn't understand why Mo Wen did this, if he wanted to renege on the agreement between the half-demon and the demon

Mo Wen turned his head, and Lu Li's mind suddenly thundered, and his thoughts almost stopped for half a moment

"You...... You are ......"

"Why are you surprised, you have to attack this king several times, I never thought that there would be today," Mo Wen's tone was obviously not turbulent, but it made people feel a cramped coldness, even if there was no force in his chest, Lu Li didn't dare to move

Yes, he never thought that the face in front of him would be the one he hated for a long time

"This king should have killed you for many reasons, but you are the leader of the half-demons, this king will not break the agreement with the alliance and spare you a dog's life, but you give this king a good memory, don't think about what doesn't belong to you"

With that, Mo Wen raised his hand fiercely and threw him to the ground

Lu Li was so thrown that he was almost out of breath, and it took him a long time to barely get up from the ground, only to hear Mo Wen and a sharp voice: "Get out"

Mo Wen didn't want to say more than half a word to him, just afraid that he would not be able to help but crush his bones, but for the sake of the overall situation, he couldn't do this

For the sake of the overall situation, Lu Li got the answer he wanted, even if it was full of humiliation, he could only accept that now the demon clan is a half-demon in the world, and he, as the leader of the half-demon, must think about his people, and it is impossible to turn against the demon

Mo Wen's words obviously showed his thoughts about the purple kite, and he was obviously saying that the purple kite was his Mo ask, and no one else could covet it

I see......

At this moment, Lu Li realized that many of the things he had done were just in vain, and in the end he only gained the reputation of being a villain

Mo Wen looked at Lu Li's back as he staggered away, and his hand clenched into a fist took a long time before letting go

"Why don't you kill him," a faint female voice suddenly came into my ears

Mo Wen was stunned, lowered her head, but saw that the purple kite had opened her eyes at some point, and she woke up, her empty eyes looked straight at the ceiling, and it took a moment before she moved her gaze to him

"You should have killed him, didn't you, kill him to avenge the third senior brother," she emphasized again, and before Mo Wen could react, she suddenly sat up and grabbed his arm emotionally, "Do you still have memories of the human world, do you still remember your identity as Mo Siyou?"

Mo Wen had a look on his face, Gu Jing Wubo just looked at her silently for a long time, but in the end he didn't give her an answer, he just sighed, brushed her hand away, and said coldly: "You're tired, it's better to rest," and he was about to get up and leave

Purple Kite grabbed him and looked at him beggingly: "Brother You, don't go", she had such a strong but pitiful hope in her heart, hoping that those three words could be affirmed and responded to by him, she didn't call him master, nor was it the master, she called him Brother You, just to confirm that he was still not Mo Siyou

Mo Wen's body stood a little stiff and was silent for a long time, he couldn't tell how long it was, and he didn't know how to speak, in short, he heard himself sigh and said, "Is that human really so important in your heart?"

This sentence easily shattered the hope in Purple Kite's heart

He's not him, he's really not

Mo Wen turned his head and looked at the purple kite and asked again, "Is he more important to you than me?"

Purple Kite didn't know why he asked like this, but the heartache was difficult to hide, so that she didn't want to lie at all, she tilted her head and smiled bitterly on her face: "Yes" Seeing the complicated look that flashed on Mo Siyou's face, Purple Kite was very uncomfortable in her heart

Why didn't he respond and show anything when she was in love with him in every way, but at this time he responded to her with a look of disappointment, could it be that this answer in Mo Wen's heart made him feel sad that he cared about her so much

The smile on the corner of the purple kite's mouth became more and more self-deprecating

"You're not as good as him, you're not him," she slowly let go of her hand, inch by inch, hoping to retreat, desperate inch by inch, bitterness spread in her heart bit by bit, she lowered her eyes, tears dripped down the sheets, her lips trembled, but she still said: "He knows my love better than you, you know my pain better than you, he can see me as more important than the world, he can be the only one in his eyes, but you don't ask, you don't, you don't"

She reminded herself again in her heart that he was the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord who had the entire Demon Clan in his heart

"Girl......" Looking at her lowered head and trembling shoulders, Mo Siyu raised his hands and wanted to help her, but after struggling for a long time, he still withdrew his hand silently, he thought that she wouldn't want his comfort now, sighed, he left a sentence of "have a good rest" and disappeared outside the door

If he had known that Purple Kite would be so sick if he left it alone, he would not have made such a stupid decision

For three days, Purple Kite had a high fever that never went away, and this had never happened before

After taking the pulse, Ju Li's brows furrowed as heavy as a hill and said, "She's a depressed illness and a demon."

"You just have to tell this king how to get better," Mo Wen asked directly

"This ......," Lord Ju Li hesitated for a moment, "the subordinates will prescribe a few pairs of medicines to regulate the Venerable, but to completely recover, the subordinates are afraid that they are incompetent and powerless, and the subordinates dare to say that this heart disease still needs heart medicine."

Mo Wen was stunned for a long time, waved his hand, and asked Lord Ju Li to retreat, looking at the girl on the bed, when did his girl become so fragile, I remember that time I was angry with him and had a cold war with him, and in the end, she herself fell ill, but it was not so serious, why did she ...... this time?

At night, when I heard the purple kite burning in a daze, her mouth was muttering Mo Siyou's name, and Mo Wen's heart swelled with astringency

"Girl......" His slender five fingers put on her forehead to probe her body temperature, her originally cold body was now as hot as fire, he wiped the sweat on her forehead, but saw clear tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes

She must have had bad dreams in a coma

Mo Wen felt a throbbing pain in his heart and muttered, "Have you forgotten what I said, why do you want to torture yourself like this?"

But he wasn't torturing himself

Leaning down and kissing her gently, the lines of the flowers on her forehead, the beautiful fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, making him reluctant to let go, and suddenly a pair of small hands wrapped around his waist and hugged him tightly close to her soft body

"Brother You......"