Ling Bai shook him with a roll of his eyes, and was indignant: "Demon Lord, I advise you not to pretend." Xiao Yao won't go with you. The Demon Realm and the Heavenly Realm have been inseparable since ancient times, what does Lord Demon Lord mean by this?" he looked at Mo Chen's hand that was tightly grasping Xiao Yao's sleeve, and his patience had reached the bottom line.

Ling Bai left a Demon Monarch and a right Demon Monarch, and Mo Chen's face suddenly sank.

"If you want to put it, you will put it. ”

Outside the mirror, Jiuluo, who has been watching the excitement, was suffocated when he heard it.

Lord Demon?

How could he be the Demon Lord? Could it be that Mochen is a person in the Demon Realm?

Jiu Luo looked up at Xiao Jiu, who was being pulled left and right, and the previous confused and ignorant expression of the woman who looked similar to himself was replaced by a layer of frost.

"Let go. Xiao Jiu's eyes lowered coldly, his sleeves flicked violently, Mo Chen and Ling Bai were empty in his hands, and Xiao Jiu's cyan sleeves were easily withdrawn from their hands.

Mo Chen's heart sank, and he understood that the Soul Rejuvenation Pill had already played a role.

The palms of the hands are empty, as if the heart is also empty.

A hint of joy flashed across Ling Bai's handsome face. His Xiao Yao is back.

Xiao Jiu's gaze swept meaningfully from Ling Bai's face, and turned to look at Mo Chen, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you fooling me?"

Jiu Luo had a splitting headache, and when he heard this question, he still looked at Mo Chen intently. Why did she say he was playing with her?

Mo Chen's expression remained unchanged, but there was a trace of panic that was not easy for outsiders to detect crossed the abyss-like eyes.

"Why do you ask that?"

Xiao Jiu snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Mo Chen's blood-stained chest, and there were turbulent waves in his eyes, but finally fell silent.

"You're knowingly asking. She raised her eyes suddenly, her gaze was as cold as a knife, and the knife was engraved on Mo Chen's heart.

"You stabbed me in the heart, and I used all my strength to stab me. If you are mortal, this sword will surely die. Just like me, after committing suicide, my soul was detained by black and white impermanence and returned to the underworld. And you? You're not dead at all. Because you are not mortal. You're the Demon Lord, so that knife seems to kill you, but it can't hurt you at all. ”

"When my soul enters the underworld, the clothes on it are still the same as they were before the eons, and the wounds will disappear. And you, look at you, what mortal's soul is what it was before death after death? And what mortal can still live with a hole in his heart? No wonder I waited for you on the Huangquan Road, but I couldn't wait. You, a dignified demon lord, are entangled with me in the mortal world as a mortal? I am a tribulation, and why are you?"

"You say, if you don't play me, what explanation can you have?"

As Xiao Jiu questioned, Mo Chen's heart gradually sank, and he could barely stand with his back straight.

He pursed his lips and asked, "You've been waiting for me on Huangquan Road?"

Xiao Jiu saw that his focus was wrong, and he didn't want to ask any more questions in front of so many people. simply turned around and pinched a trick and fled incognito.

Before leaving, his eyes wandered between Mochen and Ling Bai, and he threw down a sentence: "You are very good." ”

The two people who were looked at coldly trembled at the same time. I don't know who this sentence is so good to hear.

With Xiao Jiu's departure, Jiu Luo's headache became even worse.

The woman in blue clothes walked slowly from the fog of the sea of knowledge, and gradually walked in front of Jiuluo.

This time, she finally saw the face of the woman in the blue shirt--- it turned out to be herself.

Something seemed to explode in my heart, and memories flooded in.

She was stunned for a long time before she figured out that her name was not Zhu Jiuluo, her name was Yao Ji, and she was the ninth princess of the Jade Emperor.

The past is vivid.

Looking at Mochen again, Jiuluo's heart has become mixed.

Those scenes of the past with sweetness and pain are constantly replaying in my mind.

The already sore and hot eyes could no longer hold the tears pouring out, and the blurred eyes looked at the lonely ink dust in the picture, and murmured two words: Nightfall.

It turns out that ink dust is nightfall.

It turns out that Mochen's inner demons are related to her.

Jiuluo's memories slowly focused on the time after her tribulation......