Yes, if a person is willing to do everything he can to do something, what else can't be done? The most serious consequence is death, so why fear death
"Okay, I listen to you. If the demon king is not eliminated, there will never be peace in the three realms. Even if we can keep our family safe for a while, what's the use? We never know what day we will encounter the disaster of annihilation again!"
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "It's great that you can understand. We already have a plan. As long as we act according to the plan, I am 70% sure that we can make it happen."
Being 70% sure shows that they are very confident.
Two years ago, they were able to avoid the Demon King's eyes and ears, successfully give birth to a child, and raise them to Ling. Although the avoidance of Yuanzhu was very useful, their wisdom was also indispensable.
Three days later, after Ming Jun took the life-sustaining pill, his old and new injuries were mostly healed, and he took Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan to Blackwater Mountain.
Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan were made up to look like ghosts, with ghost talismans attached to their bodies. Their auras were exactly the same as those of ghosts. Even the demon king couldn't tell the difference between real and fake.
The demon king is still hiding in a black mist, and only two sharp eyes can be seen looking at the underworld king through the black mist: "Where is the soul boy?"
Ming Jun said: "My injury has improved a little today. Before I have time to find them, you have killed all the ghosts in the underworld. The rest are of no use and there is no hope of finding them." I still have to go out in person, but I miss my son in my heart and hope to see him first."
The Demon King snorted coldly: "Are you afraid that your precious son has been killed by me?"
Ming Jun looked indifferent: "I don't think you will do this, Demon King. After all, what you ultimately want is not my son's life, but the soul boy, isn't it?"
The Demon King snorted coldly: "Your son is determined to be my enemy. Even if I kill him, it will be his own fault."
Lord Ming stared at the two sharp dagger-like lights and said unhurriedly: "If my son has his shortcomings, you will never see the face of the soul boy again."
The black mist that enveloped the Demon King quickly flew in front of Ming Lord, and his voice became more sinister and vicious: "Old boy, how dare you threaten me? Are you tired of living too?"
Ming Jun sneered: "I have lived for thousands of years, and I am tired of living in the morning. If my son is gone, my life will be meaningless!"
The Demon King kept staring at Ming Jun's eyes for a moment: "I know that you have more than one son, so you can't accept the loss of one?"
"Even if I have ten thousand children, these ten thousand children are my flesh and blood, and I cannot lose any of them. How can a person like you understand my feelings?"
The demon king's sharp eyes flashed slightly, revealing a trace of ridicule: "I never expected that stupid human emotions would appear in the Lord of the Underworld. What a surprise!"
"Things that you think are stupid, in my opinion, are very precious and priceless." Ming Jun said his words from the bottom of his heart, expressing his feelings as a father.
Of course, it is impossible for the selfish and vicious Demon King to understand these things.
The Demon King stared at Ming Lord for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, I will fulfill your wish and let you see your ridiculous son."
Lord Ming was ecstatic, and it showed on his face, but he was met with a contemptuous sneer from the Demon King.
At the command of the Demon King, two little demons brought Yuanjun, who was covered in blood, to Mingjun. He was so tortured that he lost his human form and almost needed help when walking.