When Shen Ya came to Mu Yunxin's room, the first thing that caught his eye was the mess all over the ground, and the whole room was as if it had been ransacked by thieves, and it was messy. He frowned slightly in disgust, and his gaze couldn't help but turn to the person in pain on the bed, and the thick black qi lingered around him.

Seeing the increasingly dense demonic aura, Shen Ya's dark eyes flashed a trace of surprise and puzzlement, the demonic aura on her body shouldn't be so strong, what happened in just one day? This woman, what should not be provoked?

In an instant, Shen Ya, who was at the door, stood at the head of the bed, his expressionless face revealing an indescribable depression and depression. He raised his hand and attached it to Mu Yunxin's smooth and thin forehead, and his broad palm faintly shone with a pure yellow light.

It's just that with Shen Ya's in-depth investigation, the sword eyebrows on his forehead not only did not stretch, but wrinkled even deeper. It's just because the black qi wrapped around Mu Yunxin's body is not an ordinary demonic qi, but a powerful magic power possessed by the high monarch of the demon race, and ordinary methods can't get rid of it at all.

When did this woman get into trouble with the people of the demon clan? or even the demons of the royal clan? Shen Ya raised his eyes and fell into a coma, his ruddy face turned extremely white due to the erosion of the demonic qi, and drips of cold sweat slid down his fine forehead. At this moment, she is like a fragile and fragile porcelain doll, which will shatter when touched and disappear with the wind.

For some reason, seeing such a fragile person, Shen Ya's expressionless face was a little moved, he lowered his eyes and looked at the person on the bed, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, like sadness, pain, and pity.

If he could, he would rather see the man who was jumping out, no matter how stupid he was, at least he was still alive and kicking, rather than lying on the bed so weakly. Although she will cause trouble for herself.

As if frightened by such a strange idea of his own, Shen Ya shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of these absurd thoughts. He was originally a cold-hearted person, and it had nothing to do with him whether Mu Yunxin was dead or alive, he shouldn't have this kind of inexplicable emotion. Besides, he was already quiet, and he hated the noisy appearance of the man, and she lay quietly on the bed, wasn't it exactly what he expected?

"According to what the Divine Monarch has seen, the little sister has indeed been corroded by the demonic energy, and she also asks the Divine Monarch to help!" Suddenly, a warm voice suddenly sounded, causing Shen Ya to come back to his senses suddenly. He turned his head calmly, but saw that Mu Yili and the others had already found him.

In just a moment, the calm and indifferent mountain god reappeared. I saw him glance at the two of them lightly, and his low voice carried an irresistible majesty: "You let her Hongfeng, do you want to save her, or do you want to kill her?"

Hearing this question, Mu Yi paused slightly away from his gentle and handsome face, and instantly regained his original warm expression, and said with a low smile: "Why did Shenjun say this? Since Xin'er is my sister, I naturally want to save her." That being said, the smile was a bit far-fetched and unconvincing.

At this moment, Shen Ya saw such a reluctant Mu Yili, and did not speak directly, but reached out and flipped over, and a sword with a red light suddenly appeared, perhaps sensing the demonic qi on Mu Yunxin's body, the sword began to tremble violently, and the red light on the sword also bloomed, but in less than a moment, the light gradually dimmed, and it seemed a little weak.

Shen Ya looked at such an abnormal reaction lightly, and the understanding in his eyes flashed: without the nourishment of the divine fire, the red maple would have long since ceased to be the one it used to be, and it would change from a spear and a spear to a long sword. In this state, Red Maple couldn't resist the royal demonic qi at all, and the only thing it could do was suppress.

But no matter how special Mu Yunxin is, he is only a mortal fetus in the flesh, and the erosion of demonic qi is only a matter of one or two times, and the use of red maple to resist is more frequent. But the problem is this, the suppressed demonic qi will accumulate more and more, and one day it will definitely explode, and at that time, Mu Yunxin's life will be gone.

This kind of practice is not so much to use the red maple to save his life, but to continuously prolong the painful time, and then, to kill himself! And these, even if Mu Yunxin doesn't understand, as the Dark King of the Demon Clan, will he not understand? But he still did it!

Suddenly, Shen Ya's calm eyes carried an irresistible rebuke and sharpness, and shot mercilessly towards Mu Yili, who was struggling to maintain his smile.

He still remembered the day he first arrived at the cottage, he had persuaded the girl to leave this dangerous place that did not belong to her, she was so angry and hated at that time, she regarded this cottage as more important than her own life. But this innocent woman was so deceived and tortured.

As long as he thought of this, Shen Ya felt sad, and the heart that should have been cold and hard also became painful, as if he was not worth it for Mu Yunxin. She should have had a happy life, she shouldn't have lived in this cottage!

Feeling such a reprimanding and dissatisfied gaze, Mu Yili knew that Shen Ya knew the truth, and now that he knew, there was no need to hide it. Thinking like this, Mu Yili lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was still in pain on the bed, and the complexity and struggle in his eyes flashed.

In the end, Mu Yili sighed deeply, clenched his fists and bowed slightly to Shen Ya, and said softly: "Please forgive Yili for concealing it, this is a secret within the demon clan, and I can't tell it." It's just that these pains are voluntarily borne by Xiaomei, and this is also what she must bear!"

At this moment, Shen Ya looked at the man in front of him with a little surprise, and also turned to look at the miserable person on the bed, and couldn't help but doubt Mu Yunxin's true identity:

She is incomplete at this moment, so what is she who is complete, what has she done, why has she had to endure such great pain, and even has to bear and exchange her life?

It's just that such a confusing clue is like a messy ball of threads, and you can't find the end of the thread, you can't find the breakthrough point, and you can't figure out any ideas. In the end, Shen Ya sighed deeply and temporarily gave up combing everything. He lowered his eyes to the fading red maple in his hand, and took the sword back with a flip of his hand.

Seeing this situation, the lion shadow, who had long been unable to hold back for a long time, stepped forward at this moment, raised his eyes and glared at the man in front of him viciously, and roared angrily: "The demonic qi on Mu Yunxin's body can only be temporarily contained by Hong Feng, do you want to go back on your word?"

Drinking so unreasonably, Shen Ya only glanced at him lightly, ignoring it at all, and just replied lightly: "The whereabouts of the second brother are in her hands, so Mu Yunxin must not die." At least until she learns the news of her second brother, she will never let her die!"

As he spoke, Shen Ya once again attached his hand to Mu Yunxin's fine forehead, secretly running the stone spirit bead in his body. Suddenly, the yellow light of that broad palm flickered, and the power of the mountain god flowed through it. Or attracted by the rich qi, the strong demonic qi that wrapped around Mu Yunxin's body suddenly changed direction, and moved down the palm of that hand to Shen Ya's body.