Xinglan asked in confusion, "What are you afraid of!"
Huo Yichen gritted his teeth and emphasized, "Yun Qingyan is a demon!"
Everyone said in unison, "Oh."
Huo Yichen: "?!" Oh? Just say oh and that's it? Why is the reaction so dull!
"It doesn't matter if Sister Yun is a demon or not? Anyway, I just know she is Sister Yun." Yu Dapang said.
Others nodded, "Yes.
We are following Yun Qingyan, not her identity. "
Huo Yichen: "..." I really don't know if these guys are big-hearted or ignorant and fearless
Di Jiuque couldn't help but glance at Fatty Yu with his narrow, cold eyes.
I vaguely understood why Yun Qingyan had such a good relationship with them.
Immediately, his eyes full of murderous intent fell on Huo Yichen.
Huo Yichen smiled and waved his hands quickly, "Demons? So what about demons! Hahaha, it's not like I haven't seen demons before. It's no big deal."
Di Jiuque slowly withdrew his gaze.
Huo Yichen took a breath. For a moment, he really had the illusion that he would be killed by the other party.
Just as the atmosphere slowed down, a sharp cry broke the silence—
"Demon clan? Yun Qingyan is a demon clan!"
A referee keenly saw the sharp corner that only slightly emerged from Yun Qingyan's forehead.
The other people who were struggling with the puppet all looked over.
Including Fu Ling'er, who has been protected by the protective spiritual weapon his father gave him, and has always been safe.
However, unlike others, her eyes fell on the tall and tall man wearing black clothes.
Shui Ling's eyes widened instantly, her lips pursed, and she made a sound of disbelief.
"Jiu... Jiuque Zun... Your Majesty."
The maid protecting her also looked over in surprise.
How could that person appear in the lower world
Di Jiuque frowned, hugged Yun Qingyan and left.
Fu Ling'er clenched his fingers into the palm of his hand with such force that bloodshot eyes appeared.
Although the surroundings were filled with black fog, she was sure that she was not wrong.
That was the person she had been dreaming about!
Such a high-ranking person could actually condescend to hold a woman. This was something she had never dared to imagine before.
How many times had she dreamed back in the middle of the night, just being held in his arms tenderly like this.
"Your Highness Ling'er, did you see it wrong?" asked the two maids who did not see Emperor Jiuque.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Fu Ling'er's mouth, completely destroying all the innocent and lively aura.
"You can't be mistaken. Your Majesty is right."
And... Fu Ling'er's eyes narrowed slightly and she clenched her palms.
What he was holding in his arms was Yun Qingyan!
She should have thought that Feng Liao was so respectful to Yun Qingyan, most likely not because he liked Yun Qingyan, but because... Yun Qingyan was his future mistress!
hateful! Fortunately, she was so stupid before, thinking of building a good relationship with Feng Liao, and even took the initiative to show her kindness to Yun Qingyan.
Now when she thought about her previous behavior, she was so ashamed and angry that she was even more annoyed and angry. She wished she could tear Yun Qingyan into pieces.
"Come on, let's go back to Sifang City. I want to tell Mother about this." Fu Ling'er's eyes swept over those people corroded by the black mist without wavering, then turned and left.
Those apricot eyes were shining with luster, haha... How could the palace master of the Nine Layers Palace of God's Domain be with the demons
Only she is the most suitable person.
If your Majesty is willing to marry her, all the forces in Sifang City will be brought under the command of Jiuchong Palace. If the two families are combined, they will be able to dominate the world!
(End of chapter)