Chapter 88: I Helped You Kill Him 8

The woman who waited for hundreds of thousands of years, the woman who rushed to see her with her last breath - in the end, she became someone else's bride.

He held on to his breath to prevent himself from falling from under the highest roof, and only stared at Prince Chen. From this point on, he became his worst enemy and the man he hated the most.

It's not even like back then, the Dark Lord, who was so high, never needed to hate the little prince, he just laughed at him unscrupulously, insulted him, and looked at him like a poor worm lying on his stomach.

Today, the Dark Lord didn't even have the strength to get close to the little prince - he couldn't walk a short distance, and the red night pearl couldn't bring him such power.

What is especially unforgivable is that he actually firmly held Ji Wuxue's hands and hugged her, so intimate, with a tacit understanding of childhood sweethearts, without any superfluous words.

This is exactly what the Dark Lord lacks the most.

The idea of monopoly in the demon's heart was uncontrollable, as if he had been occupied by a great enemy, but he was powerless to counterattack.

He was lucky again, condensing the magic on the night pearl, but a breath only reached his wrist, but it could no longer reach the palm of his hand. He almost ran out of oil......

At this moment, Zi Ling suddenly noticed something unusual.

It was instinctive nature, and he subconsciously dodged to stop Xia Ji behind him, looked at the tallest house on the rooftop, and shouted, "Who is it?"

Natsuhime was taken aback.

Zi Ling's bow and arrow had already been drawn, and with a whoosh, a black owl fell in response.

He breathed a sigh of relief that it turned out to be a bird. But he immediately took Xia Ji's hand and got off the rooftop.

When she walked down the stairs, Xia Ji glanced back at the dark eaves, but she didn't see anything, just took Zi Ling's hand and left meekly with him......

No one knew that the Dark Lord had just fallen headlong on the rooftop at this time, dying.

Zi Ling's arrow almost pierced his palm.

"His Holiness...... Could this be our Dark Demon Venerable? Oh my God, it's unbelievable...... Venerable, why are you here??Who are the couple who just left??"

The voice was seductive and passionate, faintly full of anger, jealousy and even incredible...... Above the rooftop, there was a weak layer of "enchantment", but it was enough to block the sight of mortals.

Dressed in snow-white animal skin, the long fiery red hair looks amazingly glamorous in the moonlight. She saluted him, but her voice was surprisingly cold: "The scorching sun and fire have burned most of our compatriots, and the surviving demons are looking for you, the Dark Demon Venerable, but there is no trace of them anywhere. We thought that you died on the battlefield, the clansmen wept bitterly, panicked, hiding on the edge of the dark and damp wilderness, and did not even dare to go back to their hometowns, everyone was afraid that there was no hope, and the demons who had lost the demon king were scattered and scattered, without any combat effectiveness, and everyone was suffering from the distant period of revenge...... Venerable, so you are here!"

Wu Xian gave her a cold look.

It was clear that she had been following him for a long time.

Bai Qiao Suri was in awe and admiration for this extremely majestic Venerable, but now, he was like that, how weak he was in his dying appearance. Even the magic eye is full of faint sadness and despair.

"Venerable, what are you doing here?"

He didn't answer.