My Fairy Fiancee

"Father, what you mean is... we will hand over that heaven-defying thing to the gods next?" Zhao Yi said, pretending to be angry and unwilling.

"How can we give up? We are just outmatched." The Demon Emperor sighed: "Send the order and destroy the passage to the human race. All demon people can live in peace."

"..."

Zhao Yi is still in shock. He never thought that the Demon Emperor would give up like this after hearing what he said.

And completely contrary to her imagination, this Demon Emperor did not have the image of a tyrant in his mind at all. Instead, he cared more about his own tribe.

Killing human beings to obtain something against the heavens to extend one's life is to obtain something for revenge; giving up killing human beings to extend one's own life is to preserve the species.

"Father, have you never mentioned this feud to others?" Zhao Yi asked.

"Very few, those who have heard of this past event are already dead." said the Demon Emperor.

Zhao Yi understood that the death he meant was death in battle.

After the Demon Emperor finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the crystal stones around him, his eyes full of reluctance but helplessness: "If God doesn't help our clan, I'm afraid we will never be able to repay this hatred."

"Will the Riakong clan still come to hunt us down?" Zhao Yi asked again.

"Yes, as long as our royal bloodline still exists, they will not stop hunting, because as long as our royal family exists, the people of the Panqu clan can have faith, their minds will not be affected, and they will not become Their slaves," the Demon Emperor said.

"..."

Zhao Yi said nothing, lowered his head and continued to act as if he was unwilling to be angry.

"You should go out and give the order first. I have mentioned too many past events. Now I am angry and feeling a little uncomfortable." The Demon Emperor said.

"Then the child will not disturb father's rest."

After Zhao Yi said something in a low voice, he turned around and walked outside.

The Demon Emperor floating in the air looked at Zhao Yi's back indifferently, his face expressionless and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

As the huge stone door was closed again, Zhao Yi felt that the intimacy coming from the demon blood was much weaker.

When he spoke to the Demon Emperor first, although he was very frightened, there was a sense of kindness mixed with it, which was the emotion of his Demon clan blood.

As soon as he came out, he suddenly felt confused for a moment. Was he a demon or a human? Why is there still some softness and sympathy when the Demon Emperor talks about the experiences of his race?

However, this doubt was quickly dispelled by himself. The blood of the demon clan did not belong to him in the first place. It was just a means of revenge left by his ancestors.

Although this kind of thought really exists, Zhao Yi feels that he really cannot have any mercy towards the demons. Although it is pitiful for them to be expelled here by other demons, their mistake is that they did not do it for revenge. No pity for weak humans.

To this day, the crime is deserved.

Zhao Yi is already convinced that as long as he passes on the order, the cracks between the demons and the humans will disappear. If he lives here, as long as he performs perfectly before the death of the demon emperor, everything will be over.

Hatred, yes, when so many humans died, the one inherited from the ancestors killed all the demons, but now Zhao Yi doesn't think so.

He actually believes that as long as the Demon Emperor dies naturally, all the chains of hatred will be broken, and they will no longer be tied one after another.

If he were to think of ways to organize humans to return to the demon clan and kill all the demons here, if they could really eradicate them all, then maybe it wouldn't matter. He was afraid that the seeds of hatred would be left behind, which would make him tighten the chain of hatred again. One ring.

After thousands of years like this, tens of thousands of years later... no one knows whether that kind of hatred will devour the entire human race.

So for all of this, it is enough for the Demon Emperor to die, and it is best not to be killed by him, so that everything will be over.

In the end, this group of demons will only hate the gods, not the weak humans in their eyes. Moreover, once the demon emperor dies, they will not be able to attack humans again for at least ten thousand years.

As long as we have this time, there is hope for everything in humankind.

"Jianqiang, pass the order and immediately close the crack leading to the human world." Zhao Yi spoke after thinking for a while.

He still doesn't know the names of the female demon and the old demon general. Who is the national master? Who is Jianqiang? Although I don't know, this does not affect the weight of Zhao Yi's words.

"Yes! Your Highness!"

As the words fell, the old demon general bent down and flew away from the palace.

Zhao Yi deliberately frowned, looking more and more melancholy, as if he had encountered something that could not be solved.

Zhao Yi glanced at the female demon next to him and said, "National Master, have you foreseen the future of our clan?"

Since she is the national preceptor of the demon clan, Zhao Yi thought that this girl knew some divination skills. After all, in the world of cultivation, wouldn't the national preceptor of that country know some witchcraft?

The female demon smiled and said: "I don't know what made you so melancholy when Your Highness just learned about it, but in the future... what I will encounter is that our clan has occupied the territory of the human race."

"Can you let me see the scene you foresee?" Zhao Yi said.

"Weichen no longer has that ability." The female demon said: "The seven witches also died because they cooperated with me to spy on the secrets and their lifespans came to an end. I can't show the scene on my own anymore, but I can still describe it verbally."

"Then tell me about it."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he began to walk out of the palace. This place was too close to the Demon Emperor, and everything he said would be heard.

As she walked, the female demon said, "The scene I encountered seems to be impossible to happen."

"Go ahead."

"As I foresee, the cracks in the demon channel to the human race are wide open, and the sky of the human race is full of our teleportation arrays. Our race is unstoppable in bloodbathing the mountains and rivers of the human race. Your Highness, you will break the Demon Tower with a black sword, lead the elites in the Demon Tower, and personally kill the dragon. The emperor of the human race is as weak as an ant, and the victory of our race is determined." The female demon said.

After Zhao Yi heard her brief words, he tried to piece together the whole picture in his brain. He suddenly found that this was a bit like the picture Yu Xi had foreseen.

It was him who broke the Heavenly Book Pavilion, and he turned into a demon and killed the dragon.

However, these scenes are no longer possible. The Heavenly Book Pavilion has been broken, and the elite monsters inside are all dead, and he has not turned into a demon.

The future could be changed. Maybe it was because he was not devoured by the soul of the demon prince, or maybe it was because of Yu Xi's gentleness...

Whatever the case, he no longer had any motivation to do those things.