Dressed in a dark black gold-patterned python robe, Qian Yu stood in front of the bronze mirror in his room.

Mu Ling was wearing the same dark black gold-patterned phoenix skirt with heavy makeup.

She climbed on his shoulder from behind Qianyu, her face was close to his, the young man in the bronze mirror, her face was pale, her phoenix eyes were narrow, and her thin lips were red, which made her look more feminine and bewitching.

"Ah Yu, from today onwards, everything is under your control, our good days are coming soon, are you happy. Mu Ling looked at Qian Yu in the mirror.

"Happy. Qian Yu's thin lips opened slightly, picked the corners of her mouth upward, and looked at Mu Ling in the mirror. Raised his hand and stroked her cheek: "I promised you, I will give you whatever you want." ”

Mu Ling's eyes bent, and he brought out a small smile: "It's so good, it's really good." ”

Qian Yu stepped up to the altar step by step with Xuan Kui's support.

Below the stage were hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers of the demon clan, all with solemn faces, staring at Qian Yu, who was a little slender but still walking towards the high platform step by step.

The sky was low, and the heavy clouds covered the daylight, and the black oppressive clouds were like the black oppressive demon soldiers under the altar of the gods.

The wind rose suddenly, the sound was like a wail, and the black flag was torn by the wind, and the hunt sounded.

Qian Yu stood on the high platform, and his eyes slowly swept over the audience.

Xuan Kui bent down slightly to support Qian Yu's arm so that he would not lose his strength.

Qian Yu stabilized his body and slowly took a breath, his face was rare and solemn.

"Now that our clan is weak, I have repeatedly tolerated the Heavenly Clan, not admitting that they are deceiving people even more, and even sending spies to assassinate my father! Thanks to the desperate protection of Elder Ah Weng of the Xuan clan! I was able to save my life! Now I am unconscious! My life hangs by a thread! My demon clan can be killed but not humiliated! Although my strength is not as good as before! But they are not afraid of war! All the soldiers are willing to kill the Heavenly Palace with me and seek justice for my demon clan! Avenge my father and Elder Xuan Weng!!" Qian Yu raised his arms and shouted.

"Bloody Heavenly Clan!Avenge the king!!"

"Bloody Heavenly Clan!Avenge the king!!"

"Bloody Heavenly Clan!Avenge the king!!"

The demon soldiers in the audience were excited, and they all raised their arms and shouted.

Qian Yu looked at the angry demon clan soldiers in the audience with cold eyes, he had said too much just now, he was slightly panting, his body shook twice, and Xuan Kui was supporting him on the side.

"Master, don't get too excited, your body matters. ”

"Huh, excited?" Qian Yu pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered, "What do I have to be excited about?" Qian Yu slowly raised his eyes and stared at the hall in the distance.

Mu Ling looked at the scene in the distance in the main hall, and hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction.

It's good that everything is going according to her mastery.

Now she naturally can't do anything about Mo Qi, but who made her pick up the treasure when she was a child and met Qianyu.

Mu Ling smiled and turned around and walked into the main hall.

Although the elders of the demon clan opposed the majority of the war, it was indeed a great shame that the demon king was assassinated and the elders of the Xuan clan were killed.

The remnants of the spell traces on Xuan Weng's corpse have been examined by the demon clan pharmacist, and they are indeed the magic traces of the Celestial Clan.

So no matter how much they oppose the war and want to negotiate peacefully to seek justice from the Celestial Clan, the Demon Clan is a warlike clan, and Qian Yu deliberately released the news that Xuan Weng died from the Celestial Clan.

The generals of the Demon Clan fully supported the war against the Celestial Clan.

Just like what Qian Yu said when he stood on the altar just now, although the demon clan is not as powerful as before, they are not afraid of war, nor are they afraid of war.

In the first war five thousand years ago, many demon generals felt very aggrieved, and they were eager to try it in their hearts, wanting to be ashamed.

However, the demon king is a cautious person, and has always emphasized recuperation and recuperation.

Now, it is rumored that the demon king was stabbed by a spy sent by the Celestial Clan, causing him to fall unconscious. How can those already belligerent generals still sit still?

Mu Ling walked to the throne in the hall, raised his hand and gently stroked the blackened throne made of black gold and yaoshi.

It won't be long before the throne will be hers.

If you can't get Nanchen, it will ruin him. If you can't kill Mo Qi, then torture her. If she can't be the noble princess of the Heavenly Clan, then she will be the demon king of the Demon Clan!

Mu Ling turned to face the main hall, spread his hands, held his head high, and looked at the empty hall with a posture of looking at the world.

"This seat wants all the four seas of Kyushu to surrender to the foot of this seat!hahahahahaha. ”