Ning Huchen was gently pushed away by Yuan Jia, she obviously still couldn't believe it, it was obviously a wandering soul without a physical body, but she felt deep pain in her heart.

"I don't believe it, you have always done what you say, and you have never made promises to me......"

Ning Huchen's tears flowed into a rain of flowers on his face, but Yuan Jia was not like Xia Yun, even she frowned and felt distressed, he was still as cold as snow on the top of the mountain: "You are just a calamity of my promotion, now that I have been promoted, you are of no use to me." Reincarnation as a human is the most appropriate place for you, don't have any illusions about me. ”

She has lost her value! She made an appointment to die together, thinking that she could exchange it for a good opportunity to start over, but she didn't want to be separated forever! He was ascended, and she came to this woman's soup, and if she couldn't kill him, she could only never recover!

Xia Yun was a nightmare.

Yuanjia didn't seem to want to care about her anymore, and he walked towards Weeping Youji step by step: "Every time you kill a living soul here, and strip him of his energy, he will not be able to transcend his life, and he will become a dry bone in the Dusk Jian. Weeping Youji, in order to help the Demon Lord practice, you are greatly consuming your Yin Virtue. ”

The wind suddenly rose with the scattered petals, stirring up a fierce battle that was about to break out.

Weeping Youji removed the red fan that covered her face, her delicate face was already smiling, and her red lips opened lightly: "Yin De? I was originally from the underworld, and I don't believe in this." You are a Heavenly Dao Immortal Venerable, you will go beyond those unjust souls, or you should accumulate more merit for yourself!"

Weeping Youji waved the red fan, and a blood-colored giant flower suddenly appeared at Yuan Jia's feet, and the petals rose from the ground, surging together to envelop him.

And the next moment, a few cold rays burst out like the dawn of dawn, piercing the shackles of flowers.

Weeping Youji was shocked, the current Yuan Jia is much stronger than before!

Yuan Jia already has more swords in his hand, the ancient sword is psychic, exuding the light of the cold, and the sword aura is close to the face of the weeping Youji.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Cry Youji, and she took Yuanjia's sword abruptly. The black shadow turned into a human form, and it was an extremely good-looking man, with uninhibited eyebrows flying diagonally into the sideburns, a straight nose and angular outline, which were carved by a ghostly knife.

"Sovereign!" Weeping Youhime looked at the man with a look of joy on her face.

The maid of Weeping Youji also exclaimed with great joy: "It's the monarch who is here!"

Ning Huchen looked at the two of them in this extremely critical situation, showing the same expression in his eyes, and he didn't know that he thought that the maid was also a woman from the Demon Dao Harem. It can be seen that this demon lord is liked by many women.

The Demon Lord appeared faster than expected. Weeping Youji sent someone to ask him to come out of the customs as early as when he came out of the woman's soup. The Demon Lord was in retreat and couldn't come out for a while, and she thought about how she could hold him up with her own skills. Calculating the time, maybe her person had just arrived at the place where the Demon Lord was practicing, but why did he appear at this moment?

He didn't care about Youji, but instead glanced at Ning Huchen deeply. Without lingering too much, he turned into a burst of black mist and shot at Yuan Jia: "Yuan Jia Immortal Venerable's style is getting lower and lower, and he actually started beating women?"

One black and one white two lights and shadows are entangled, the blades are facing each other, and suddenly a strong wind rises, thunder and lightning come, and the wind and clouds change color.

Ning Huchen looked around, the petals were flying all over the sky, and the woman soup behind him was shrouded in a slaughter, like a dark trap and a highly poisonous rose.

I heard that Yuan Jia was defeated here in the past, probably because he lost to this demon lord. But judging from the current situation, these two people are inseparable, and there is no result if they continue to fight.

The two lights and shadows are abruptly separated, facing each other from afar, the wind stops, and the petals fall.

"Now that you have been promoted to Immortal Venerable, I can finally face you squarely. The Demon Lord was arrogant, he held his hands on his back, but he stared at Yuan Jia without slackening.

Yuan Jia put away his sword: "Back then, I was not afraid to challenge you as an immortal monarch, although you were strong, I was never afraid." Demon Lord, there will be a period later!"

Yuanjia turned around and was about to leave.

"Yuanjia, I hate you!" Ning Huchen's eyes dripped a tear and stubbornly wiped it away, she swore never to cry for him again in the future.

Yuan Jia stopped leaving, turned his head slightly, and Ning Huchen could only see the tip of his high nose: "Hate me, go and be reincarnated." ”

Yuan Jia's rising body turned into a little light like a star in the sky, making Ning Huchen feel deeply out of reach.

She was still meditating in the direction of his disappearance, when she was obscured by a tall figure.

Ning Huchen didn't pay attention just now, under the two strands of dragon's whisker-like broken hair on the Demon Lord's forehead, there were a pair of eyes as bright as stars. At this time, in his dark pupils, what was reflected was her image of Ning Huchen.

"What's it called?"

Ning Huchen looked at him stunned: "Ning Huchen." ”

"Uninvited?"

"I'm not good at Fengyue, don't let me serve those men like that. Ning Huchen couldn't guess what the purpose of the Demon Lord's emotionless words was, she just suddenly remembered that now she was even the only remaining hope that was shattered, and she was afraid of becoming a dusty woman.

"When it comes to the women's soup, do you still want to do that kind of thing?" The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and his eyes flashed beautifully: "There is still a lack of a woman in my palace, you just need to serve me." ”

The subordinates on Zhou Honghuang's side immediately understood and asked, "Sovereign, where will Miss Ning live?"

"Yueque. Without thinking, it seemed that he had prepared this place early, just waiting for someone, as soon as she appeared, she could immediately offer it with both hands.

Weeping Youhime lost her mind for a moment, and she even wondered if she had heard it wrong, but she quickly restrained herself and kept her calm. Not only him, but also several people who followed the Demon Lord lost their voices.

Yueque is the closest building to the Zihua Hall where the Celestial Flood Residence lives. The Demon Lord has had many women, too many to count, even if he favors him, he has never rewarded anyone with the moon. The status is as noble as her weeping Youji, and she also asked for this place from Zhou Honghuang, but she only got a woman's soup.

I heard that Lan'er, the waiter who has served by the side of Zhou Honghuang for the longest time, said that the monarch has been waiting for someone, and it is that person who wants the demon monarch to repair the moon gate as a residence. It's just that the building has been built, but no one has appeared. Now, but to this woman who only has one side?

It's just that the woman in front of her, who has been so glorified, does not have the slightest hint of gratitude on her face at this moment.

Fang Cai Ning Huchen had already captured the expression of despair in the moment of Weeping Youji, and he already had a calculation in his heart: "Sovereign, I have a question. Since you gave me the moon, do I have the right to decide how to use it?"

Zhou Honghuang turned his head and stared at Ning Huchen with interest: "Of course, now you are its master. ”

Ning Huchen nodded thoughtfully and said, "Since that's the case, I want to give it to Weeping Youji." ”

The expressions of the Weeping Lady and the Demon Lord both changed, the former feeling incredulous, and the latter, as if anger began to appear on their faces.

Ning Huchen continued: "But I'm not giving it away for nothing, I'm going to make a deal with Weeping Youji, and use your woman's soup to exchange for my moon." ”

Yuanga said that she was not suitable to stay in the woman's soup. She wanted to refute his words, not only to stay here, but also to dominate here. For every more soul in a woman's soup, there will be one more dry bone in his twilight. Since then, the grievances between them can only get deeper and deeper!

Zhou Honghuang's face returned to calm, and a touch of deep meaning slipped through his eyes, Ning Huchen didn't know if he was wrong, why there was a shallow loneliness in his eyes: "She agrees, it's fine." ”

With that, he left here, leaving Weeping Youji and Ning Huchen to look at each other, and Weeping Youji's maid also stared at Ning Huchen hatefully, and cut two holes in her body with her eyes.

"The monarch has lived for thousands of years, and you can't hide that little bit of thought from him. I advise you, since the monarch has protected you, you must not betray him. I will not be grateful to you for this today. You and I know each other, we just take what we need. Now, the women's soup is yours. Weeping Youji turned around and turned into a dark red demon flower and gradually disappeared, exactly the same pattern as the pattern on her dark red robe. Then the maid also left.

Ning Huchen remembered that there was a record in the ancient books that it was the most beautiful and deadly danger - Weeping Youji, the princess of the underworld, she was the Manzhu Sawa from hell, enchanting but carrying the sound of death.