"Well... Although he kidnapped me, he also helped me kill the zombie king. If it weren't for him, I would have died with the zombie king!" She tried her best to speak good things for the demon king.
Although his original intention was not very good, but after all, he helped himself, and he was so polite to himself, it was all caused by himself.
This time, he lost his soldiers and lost his generals, and he was beaten like this again, which is really unreasonable.
"Then the wound on your neck?" Feng Hanze asked in a deep voice as he touched it with his slender fingers.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Luo Liyan's face, and she didn't know how to answer his question.
You can't say that you just sent it to the knife's edge, right? !
However, the demon king finally managed to slow down a little bit, and hurriedly shouted, "I just took out the knife to threaten, but she put her neck on the knife by herself, I was really on guard!"
The devil thought about it and felt a little wronged.
"Take out the knife? Threat?" Feng Hanze repeated these two meanings, and with a wave of his sleeve, he pulled out his long sword again.
Black blood spurted out, and the Demon King's body sank heavily.
Just as he fell to the ground again, Feng Hanze thrust the long sword into his other shoulder again.
Then without even looking at him, the slender index finger lifted Luo Liyan's chin, and then looked at her quietly.
"Come up by yourself?" He asked quietly.
Luo Liyan blinked her eyes, then giggled cheerfully.
"Mistake, mistake! I didn't expect that knife to be so sharp!"
"Then there is no need for the knife that made you mistake like this!" Feng Hanze said, stretching out his big palm, and the knife on the table flew directly into his palm.
"No!" The Demon King let out a wail from the whole body.
This sword is the symbol of the Demon Lord.
Before every devil king dies, he will integrate most of his spells into this knife.
Therefore, in the demon world, there is also a saying that those who get the sword can ascend to the position of demon venerable.
But Feng Hanze didn't care what he was thinking, and when he exerted strength in his hand, the knife let out a whine, as if it had its own consciousness, and resisted.
The first time Luo Liyan saw that the knife could still look like this, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in astonishment.
Then he watched helplessly as the magic knife was crushed into pieces in Feng Hanze's hands.
It's just that this knife is also powerful. When Feng Hanze exerted his strength for the last time, the veins on the back of his hand burst out.
The Demon King was about to go mad with anger, and seemed to want to curse, but facing the cold eyes of Shangfeng Hanze, he finally endured it.
"This time, merits and demerits balance out. The dispute between your Demon Race and Celestial Clan has nothing to do with this deity. This deity only keeps the blood of the Celestial Clan alive." Feng Hanze said something very casually, and then hugged Luo Liyan and directly melted. As a point of light, it disappeared into the hall.
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Three years later.
The world is initially determined.
Because of the reduction in population concentration, not only is everyone relieved of the pressure of employment and life, but even the air has become much better.
Feng Hanze gave Wang Zichen the crystal nucleus of the zombie king, helped him win the dominant position in this world, and completely lived the life of a wild crane.
But because the Demon Clan and the Celestial Clan were fighting each other in the upper realm, in order to prevent them from disturbing him, Feng Hanze took Luo Liyan to live with her mother.