Demon Yi couldn't help but go deeper, he reached out and hugged Wen Chen's waist tightly and imprisoned him, as if he wanted to embed the person in front of him into his own flesh and blood.

A trace of confusion flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and he could vaguely feel a sense of familiarity in the depths of his memory, this person's breath was damn familiar.

It stands to reason that he has only seen this person on the picture scroll.

Now that he is about to accomplish a big thing, he doesn't know everything about those who are in charge of the other four realms, but the basic news is still clear, and it must not be strange to be able to recognize this prince of the heavenly realm at a glance.

This prince had almost no intersection with him, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances at his picture scroll, after all, the person on the picture scroll was completely opposite to him.

Who in these five realms doesn't know that the prince of this heavenly realm was born with a golden spoon since he was a child, and the royal family of the Tianlong clan is bloodline, and there is only Wen Chen in this generation.

From the moment he was born, he was told how many people he wanted to inherit the Emperor of Heaven, and if he calculated carefully, he was only Wen Chen.

In the future of the entire heavenly realm, things will naturally be used the best, everyone's hope is in him alone, and everyone's care will be presented to him in their hands.

There should be, a life of glory and wealth, how can you not envy others.

On the other hand, from the very beginning, he was destined to be abandoned, just because his eyes were abnormal, and his biological father actually sent someone to hunt him down, regardless of life or death.

He wandered in the other four realms, was bullied by others, and finally returned to the demon world, but he was almost buried in the hands of his relatives.

The six relatives are helpless, alone, and the lonely star is nothing more than that.

Simply, all the inevitable tribulations have paid off now, and he finally knows the truth of everything.

What the Heavenly Dragon Clan, what the Heavenly Emperor, it's just a big lie, and everything should have belonged to him!

What about heterogeneous pupils? The Heavenly Realm should have been his!

Demon Yi's gray pupils turned completely red, and he reached out and pushed Wen Chen to the stone collapse, then leaned over and pressed it, pinching Wen Chen's neck with all his strength with one hand.

Wen Chen's face turned red, he couldn't breathe, and he raised his hands tremblingly, but he just lightly put it on Mo Yi's hand, without the slightest thought of resisting.

Wen Chen smiled dismally, looking at Mo Yi with blank eyes, as if looking at the stranger in front of him, and then at the familiar shadow in his mind.

Mo Yi frowned, only to feel that the smile of the person in front of him was becoming more and more obstructive, and his hand exerted force again, Wen Chen's body trembled violently, and it began to become transparent.

Little by little, it gradually became transparent, and gradually disappeared, a trace of panic flashed in Mo Yi's crazy eyes, and his head felt as if he had been hit hard from behind, and he let go of his hand, held his head in both hands, and fell to his knees.

Wen Chen was able to catch his breath, he got up, and looked at Mo Yi with a little indifference.

The demon also roared incessantly, vaguely echoing the wild nightmare in the cave.

His face kept flashing with red and black light, and the light seemed to be about to crack Mo Yi's entire face, and Mo Yi's face began to crack, one by two, gradually spread all over his face.

His lips were dark purple, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

The demon also got up, staggering, but began to attack the wild nightmares in the cave, and the wild nightmares fell on the ground one by one, and the blood, splashed on the blanket, and the bloody blanket became redder.

When there was no more screaming of the wild nightmare in the cave, Mo Yi fell to his knees as if he had lost his strength, panting heavily, and it didn't take long for the small piece of ground where he knelt to fall to shed a lot of water stains.

Mo Yi's vision was blurred by sweat, he looked at Wen Chen blankly, he couldn't tell why, he smiled at Wen Chen with relief, and as soon as the tight strings were loosened, he fell into the darkness completely.

Wen Chen helplessly looked at his subconscious reaction, obviously he hadn't reacted in his mind, but his body had already reacted.

Wen Chen held the fainted Demon Yi and placed him on top of the cold stone collapse.

The eyebrows and eyes of the people on top of this stone collapse are so familiar, but they are so unfamiliar.

Wen Chen stretched out his hand to caress Mo Yi's frowning brow, a sigh overflowed from his throat, and without much hesitation, he cast a spell to check Mo Yi's physical condition.

As time passed, Wen Chen's forehead gradually became wet with sweat, and Mo Yi's condition was much more complicated than he imagined.

What surprised him was that in order to prevent his spell from conflicting with the one in Mo Yi's body, he deliberately controlled the effect of the spell, but Mo Yi's body did not react in any way as he expected.

Mo Yi's body is very close to the spiritual power he transmits, as if it exists in his own right.

People in the Five Realms have mixed spiritual power in their bodies, only the pure spiritual power of people with high cultivation can save the people next to them, and the rest, if they save people indiscriminately, they can only end up with a two-phase self-explosion.

Wen Chen's spiritual power is quite pure, but as far as he knows, the heavenly realm and the demon race have always been at odds, and the exercises he cultivates are diametrically opposed, how can he and the demons have different attributes of spiritual power fused?

Wen Chen was puzzled, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and Mo Yi's expression gradually stabilized, but Wen Chen's face completely lost its blood, and his legs trembled slightly, and he was a little reluctant to even stand.

I don't know why, the spiritual power vortex in Mo Yi's body is like a bottomless pit, hungry and greedy devouring the spiritual power input by Wen Chen, and not a single drop is wasted.

Wen Chen sensed that something was wrong, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but when he wanted to withdraw his hand, he found that it was too late, and he could only watch the spiritual power in his body slowly pass.

Demon Yi's hideous face gradually regained its calm, but Wen Chen's body couldn't stop shaking, and the dense spots slowly occupied Wen Chen's sight, and the white mist reappeared in front of Wen Chen's eyes.

Wen Chen smiled bitterly, and heard the somewhat helpless voice of the ghost venerable, "Come back......"

Wen Chen nodded, relieved his strength, and after a while, he opened his eyes, got up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with natural movements, and put his hand on the soft pillow at will, but felt the wetness of his palm.

Wen Chen removed the marks on the soft pillow without a trace, got out of bed, bowed and said, "Wen Chen thanked you." ”

Ghost Venerable frowned, waved his hand, and the mist that swayed casually returned to Ghost Venerable again.

The white mist dissipated, and Wen Chen's frustrated tragic situation couldn't be clearer, but Ghost Venerable didn't care much, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes.

Those methods that make people irreversible are like "mushrooms after a rain", and they are popping up like "mushrooms after a rain".

Those cruel thoughts were fleeting in Ghost Venerable's mind, and when they touched Yan Yunqing's slightly heavy face, they could be regarded as completely beaten to death, and Ghost Venerable sighed silently, a little melancholy at his indecision.

Isn't he really old?

Yan Yunqing reached out and pinched the fingertips of the Ghost Venerable as if he had a feeling, and the Ghost Venerable looked back and smiled, knowing what to do.

Ghost Venerable looked at Wen Chen again, his face changed instantly, and he said with seven points of mockery and three points of provocation, "Your Highness, do you understand?" ”

His Royal Highness, Wen Chen's face turned a little paler, he knelt down straight when he heard the words, indifferent, frustrated, he smiled miserably, and replied, "Your Excellency Mo is laughing at Wen Chen." ”

Chen Yi looks like the royal family of the Demon Domain, it will not be accidental, now the Demon Domain people are still alive, but his sweetheart is long gone.

Wen Chen's eyes were red and people's hearts couldn't help but hurt, and his long body was emaciated, "Chen is also a matter, please make it clear from your respect." ”

Express? Ghost Venerable sneered, the hand suddenly turned, and an inky blue folding fan appeared in his hand, Ghost Venerable covered his face with a fan, and sneered, "Explicit? How to make it explicit? Even if the deity tells you, what can you do? The wings are not full, the cultivation is low, if you really go to the Demon Domain a few times, I am afraid that even your life will be lost, and the deity will not have time to help you collect the corpse. ”

The cold words were exhausted, but Wen Chen was unmoved, just repeating the words that had just come out, "Ask for the honorable to make it clear." ”

Ghost Venerable frowned, his face was even more gloomy, Yan Yunqing grabbed Ghost Venerable's hand with small movements, and scratched Ghost Venerable's slightly cool palm with his ring finger, Ghost Venerable's hand trembled slightly, and even the heartbeat was a beat faster.

Ghost Venerable quietly glanced at Yan Yunqing, this guy's face was very serious, the face that was already cold was cold at the moment, it looked like a rakshasa in the underworld, and that appearance was a little more terrifying than him.

Ghost Zun laughed and scolded in his heart, not serious, not like words.

Yan Yunqing's hand scratched twice from time to time, and the Ghost Venerable had to hold it tightly, so as not to make any jokes.

"Do you see it?" Ghost Venerable glared at Yan Yunqing silently and said in a deep voice.

The corners of Yan Yunqing's mouth raised slightly, and in turn he held Ghost Venerable's hand, as if he didn't care what Ghost Venerable wanted to say to Wen Chen now, but the cold light that occasionally flashed in his eyes still revealed his current mood.

Things can make Venerable become so attentive, naturally it will not be just because of Wen Chen's experience that Venerable will cause His Excellency's pity.

The person in front of him, if it weren't for the person or thing he cared about, he would never give one more look, and if he only had compassion, he wouldn't be able to live today.

In the room, there was a faint hint of extreme disgust.

Yan Yunqing had been silently waiting on the sidelines, watching the prince of the Heavenly Realm, and when he got to the back, he finally discovered where that annoying aura came from.

for the abominable vixen.

He had forgotten that at this banquet, the Sky Fox Clan was bound to come, and it was a coincidence that it was the fox spirit who came, Yan Yunqing thought about this, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

Not to mention that the fox is stupid, the only remaining royal family in the Demon Domain has been disgusted to the limit, and the fox still dares to have anything to do with that person.

No matter what the fox wants to do, some endings are already doomed, and those who cooperate with the people of the Demon Domain have not had a good end throughout the ages.