"I do all this, betting on the number of demon spirits, as for whether it will succeed or not, it depends on the will of God!" The Demon Lord glanced inside the room with the tail of his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on his niece and granddaughter, whether His Royal Highness the Demon Ghost of the Demon Clan is willing to bother to complete it. Of course, now it is Nangong Yehua, the god who has the final say, during his tenure.

"In ancient times, the world was one, and the general trend of the world has been divided for too long, and it is time to merge into one!" The demon lord was full of ambition, but there was no burning for power in his eyes, and Nangong Yehua didn't know what to say for a while. It's just that at this time, I thought about the idea of fighting the future Heaven and Earth Co-Lord God, and the Demon Lord was too good at calculating!

The Demon Lord is not the master of heaven and earth, nor has he tasted the monstrous decision-making power in charge of the order of the Six Realms. To be in harmony with the Tao, to dominate the heavens and the earth, to become the way of heaven, where is such a good taste, and where can you change at will! The only thing he could do was to polish it within a limited scope - the time for the Upper Three Realms to be 'merged' was far from there.

Because of the return of the ghostly wind, the upper three realms that were about to fall into war gradually calmed down, and the monstrous ambition of the Xuanjin Nangong family to disrupt the Xuanfeng Emperor Domain and then unify the spiritual domain was also lost, and the remaining few emperor domains were completely unstable, and the underworld could still defend itself because of the feathers, but the Demon Domain-

"The war is a huge catastrophe for all living beings in the Upper Three Realms, and this time and space cannot withstand such a huge impact. Demon Lord, you should know why the prosperous ancient era fell and fell apart! "Nangong Yehua is on point.

When listening to Nangong Yehua talk about ancient times, the Demon Lord fell into deep thought.

While the two were talking, the remaining two thin lines also caught the red fish one after another.

Nangong Yehua's mind moved, and five thin lines flew out of Chishui.

The Demon Lord came back from his contemplation, staring at the long string of flying red fish that was collected in the palm of his hand by Nangong Yehua in astonishment, and he couldn't close his mouth in shock, only feeling that he had seen the most shocking scene that would never be seen again in this life.

Originally, the spiritual power thin line could only catch five red fish, but he saw that on the tails of those five red fish, there were actually seven or eight flying red fish connected to each other!

Combined, there are at least thirty or forty red fish, jumping around, fiery and vivid.

As the protagonist who created such a shocking scene, Nangong Yehua frowned, as if he was still a little dissatisfied, and he didn't know whether he was regretful or disappointed to throw the red fish he caught into the red pool again.

Still not satisfied? The Demon Lord couldn't figure out what this new niece and son-in-law was thinking, catching dozens of red fish in such a short period of time, even a god couldn't do it!

Standing on the edge of the red pool, the two watched the red fish fly away, and their moods were completely different.

After the Demon Lord left, Nangong Yehua stood alone on the edge of Chitan for a long time, thinking for a long time, until the wind woke up and no one came out to find someone.

Youfeng walked over gently, wanting to scare him, but he was almost frightened by Nangong Yehua, who suddenly turned around.

He opened his arms and waited for the wind to walk into the crook of his arm, then hugged him tightly, rested his head on her neck, and kissed her gently, "Does it still hurt?" ”

In this gradually tightening embrace, Youfeng felt his deep distress and guilt, shook his head with a red face, and asked, "What have you been thinking about for so long?" ”

"Of course I'm thinking about my baby." Nangong Yehua let go of his arm and picked her up horizontally, and while heading towards the Chitan couch, he rubbed her with his cheek, and his demonic handsome face was full of ridicule and doting.

was rubbed to itch her cheeks, Youfeng Jiao smiled and wanted to hide, her eyes were watery, her face was crimson and pitiful, but her mouth refused to admit defeat, "What do you want me to do..."

"Think-" Standing on the couch, Nangong Yehua stretched out his voice and looked at his beloved woman who showed shyness in his arms, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "Give me a small curtain?" ”

Youfeng suspected that she had heard it wrong, but seeing Nangong Yehua's serious look, she was suffocated in her heart, and all the charm in her heart disappeared, and there was even no smile on her face.

Youfeng was silent for a long time and did not answer, and Nangong Yehua did not urge, as if he had not said what he had just said, and the two of them snuggled up to each other quietly.

But after all, she couldn't pretend that she hadn't heard it, she really couldn't stand such a silent atmosphere, Youfeng sat up from the couch, looked at the red fish in the red pool, and said, "Second grandfather has been here?" ”

Nangong Yehua also sat up, bowed his head lightly, and suddenly shouted again, "Curtain!" ”

Well? Youfeng turned her head to look at him, and when she saw that he lowered his head and didn't look at her, her heart trembled, and she was a little sad, she couldn't respond to what he wanted just now. She doesn't want children and never wants to.

"Have you guessed the deal between the Second Grandfather of the Demon Lord and the Cloud Crane Hermit?"

"Isn't this a deal for all of you?" Youfeng was stunned for a moment, and his expression turned cold, with a little mockery.

Nangong Yehua's face sank and did not answer.

The ghost wind lowered his eyes, stretched out a hand, and the surging spiritual power of his fingertips suddenly turned into five thin lines of spiritual power, hanging into the red pool one by one, chasing the red fish in the pool.

She had already guessed a lot of things, but he never told her, he wouldn't tell her anything!

Compared to the fact that he knew everything about her, she didn't know anything about him, even about the Nangong family.

Youfeng turned around and said softly, "You don't want to say something?" ”

All the people tricked her into going to Hell Valley and to the Yunhe Hermit, saying that it was for her good, not for their own selfishness.

Gongsun Qiao's cultivation has risen greatly in the past five hundred years, but if he wants to break through the mortal life of the Heavenly Machine Rat Clan and break through the mortal to become an immortal, he must use her space world.

Demon Venerable Bai Jian thought that the demon clan could dominate the upper three realms, and he did not hesitate to take advantage of the injuries of several elder brothers, wasn't he afraid that there would be a mistake in the future of several demon clans?

She didn't want to make more comments about the people of the Nangong family, it was nothing more than the same ambition as the Demon Venerable Bai Jian.

Hua Rongying, Wei Ye and Mu Jingxing, they should have been brought by the Demon Venerable and the Nangong family, but I don't know what kind of transactions they can't let her know.

The person in front of you...

The man she loves, the man who has just become her husband, has many secrets that he does not want to tell her, and even acquiesces to everyone joining forces to calculate her. At the old man of Yunhe in Hell Valley, he also calculated for her.

She was sad that he didn't hide it from her, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to marry him.

"In Fengyue, no calculation is called a conspiracy! I'm angry with you and the Demon Lord, and everyone is planning for me to come to the Demon Imperial City, but ......"

The spiritual power line in his hand passed through the jaws of the red fish, and the spiritual power line turned into a streamer sword to pierce the red fish, and the red pool smelled of blood. Youfeng lowered his gaze, his eyes slightly painful, "Aren't you afraid that I'm worried?" Don't tell me anything, afraid I won't be able to afford it? Or should I be weak and always have to be sacrificed for me? Still is...... The people I care about, the people I love, will sacrifice their lives for me? ”