My Lady Is Not A Demon

The so-called Emperor Star in Chen Mu's hands is really like a basketball-sized ceiling lamp, exuding bright white lights.

He just held it in his hand so casually, it looked no different from a toy.

Ji Heming stared blankly at him like a dead wood.

"you you……"

This space illusion was created by him, he is the master here, and the three of Chen Mu can only be controlled by him.

But now Chen Mu is completely out of his control.

Can not help but move freely, even the Emperor Star can grab it in his hands casually.

Are you sure that you have hallucinations?

"Put it down for me!"

Ji Heming was frightened and angry, and hurriedly grabbed the Star in Chen Mu's hand, trying to snatch it over.

But after grabbing it, dense cracks appeared on the surface of Emperor Star. Then in the next second, Star turned into fly ash at a speed visible to the naked eye in the eyes of the two, disappearing.

The air fell into silence, with a trace of embarrassment.

Ji Heming's face was dull.

He rubbed his eyes, and after a long pause, he continued rubbing his eyes, unable to believe the scene before him.

Chen Mu was also a little confused.

The Emperor Star... just so gone?

Then Chen Mu looked at Shizi with a sympathetic look: "His Royal Highness, I am very confident to tell you that you have bought fakes."

At this time, as the Star turns into fly ash, the surrounding illusion disappears like broken glass.

They returned to the altar.

Bai Xianyu and Yun Zhiyue were no longer constrained by imprisonment, and their freedom was restored.

"I will kill you!"

The sharp whip was thrown at Ji Heming like a poisonous snake, Bai Xianyu's shot was fierce, and her beautiful eyes were cold.

Obviously, the other party's words completely angered her.

"The Destiny Girl" was originally the identity that Bai Xianyu hated the most, and she hated what other people said she was, or what God was destined to say.

On the contrary, the son kept talking, especially in front of her husband.

The woman's lungs are going to explode.

Ji Heming reacted and hurriedly backed away.

One side of handsome cheek was scratched with blood stains by the long whip, and a few drops of blood followed the whip to explode the fine blood.

Feeling the fiery pain on his cheeks, he gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword.

Snapped!

Before the long sword was swung, he slapped his face firmly and was directly beaten on the ground.

It was Chen Mu who made the shot.

Chen Mu motioned for Bai Xianyu to step back, grabbed the beaten-up elbow of the eldest son, and slapped it down several times in succession.

While slapped in the face, he cursed:

"Emperor Star, right?"

"The emperor of the future, right?"

"My lady is your queen, right?"

"Establish a new dynasty, right."

"..."

After more than a dozen slaps, Ji Heming's cheeks were swollen high, and the blood oozes out, as if he had no strength to stop him.

He still doesn't understand what happened.

It was good fortune to absorb the emperor's star, and everything went well, but now he was beaten into a pig's head inexplicably.

Who is going to make sense?

"Minger!"

Seeing his son being beaten, Wang Ye Yunzheng's eyes burst with blood and redness.

Mo Hanshuang stopped him trying to save people.

The huge wave of swords drawn out was like a wandering dragon, with a terrifying momentum, forcing the prince to retreat steadily, and countless blades fell like rain, manifesting a mountain torrent.

At this time, everyone knew that Lord Yunzheng was at the end of the road.

The "betrayal" of Dharma, the destruction of the Emperor Star... all the bargaining chips that could have established an advantage are gone.

Such a situation of losing all the games completely caused the prince's mentality to collapse.

Even he still doesn't understand where he lost, and why the great situation suddenly disappeared.

"Master, surrender, your son is in my hands, you have already lost."

Chen Muyang said.

lose?

Perhaps this word stimulated the prince's nerves, and he roared: "This king will not lose!"

Finished speaking, waved his palms to fight back.

The sword light crossed the mountains and rivers, and Mo Hanshuang fought and fought more and more bravely. As the blade swept, he snorted, and Prince Yunzheng was staggered back with a bleeding hole in his abdomen, and his face was frighteningly pale.

Lord Yunzheng clutched his abdomen, his expression confused.

Looking at his controlled son, and then at his unconscious wife, he gritted his teeth, raised his blood-stained palm, and crushed a red bead.

The red dust mist penetrated into the latter's nose, his aura climbed, and his injuries healed a lot.

Lord Yunzheng, with a slightly hideous face, rushed forward again.

"Go together!"

Seeing this situation, Xu Ruozhu, Man Jiaye and other Charon masters all surrounded them and attacked the lord.

At this time, Lord Yunzheng, even if he kept performing secret techniques, still could not change the fact that he became a bird in a cage, no matter how hard he struggled, he could hardly escape the encirclement of the crowd, and his Spiritual Qi was getting weaker and weaker.

puff--

Blood spurted out, and Lord Yunzheng flew upside down to the stone wall like a broken kite.

He staggered to his feet, the blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

His hair has been messed up, and his clothes have been torn a lot, making him look very embarrassed.

call out!

A long sword ripped through the air, but it was Xu Ruozhu who took advantage of the opponent's lack of defense to release Magic Treasures.

The long sword was wrapped in an astonishing murderous intent, and he saw the prince in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The latter is inevitable.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over and stood in front of the prince.

It turned out to be the princess who was in a coma before.

The long sword pierced her heart without any hindrance, and a coquettish flower of blood bloomed, staining her chest red.

"lady!!"

Lord Yun Zheng stayed for a few seconds before reacting and shouting, and quickly hugged the woman's shaky body.

He madly transported Spirit Power into the woman's body, intending to pull the other person back from the ghost door.

It's a pity that the breath of a woman is fading bit by bit.

The pale paper-faced princess squeezed a bitter smile, raised her hand to stop the prince from continuing to transport Spirit Power's hand, and murmured: "My husband, this is all my fault, I shouldn't have forced you. Now we have lost. , Maybe... we lost at the beginning..."

Before the words were finished, the woman's arms slipped slowly and she closed her eyes.

A drop of regretful tears slid down the corner of his eyes.

"lady!"

Holding the corpse like a prince, crying bitterly.

Sadness and despair pierced his chest like a small knife, cutting one by one, slashing...

The blood was also flowing drop by drop.

Master Xu Ruo wanted to take the opportunity to solve the opponent, but Chen Mu stopped him.

The others also stopped their attacks and watched silently in a circle.

The prince who lost his wife seemed to have lost his desire to fight. After a while, he picked up his wife's body and walked slowly towards the collapsed altar, staggering but extremely firm.

Chen Mu frowned and automatically gave way.

When the prince came to the altar, the continuous falling of the travertine was like a dense bullet, and it began to increase gradually.

"In the next life, I will definitely let you be the emperor."

Prince Yun Zheng held the princess's body tightly and closed his eyes.

In the rumble, the altar collapsed.

The shattered altar fell with the princes and his wife and the cracked Jiufeng coffin, and underneath was hot lava.

Until the two figures were completely swallowed by magma, everything returned to quiet.

Because the son had already passed out by Chen Mu, he didn't see this scene.

Chen Mu retracted his gaze, handed the elder son to the Dark Guard to lock him up, and said to Bai Xianyu: "There is no need to catch the prince. It would be nice for them to end this way. Anyway, there are still elder sons."

"You are my man, I listen to you."

Bai Xianyu smiled softly.

Yun Zhiyue Liu frowned: "But the question is, how to solve the gu worm after the prince is dead? Many people have already begun riots."

"It's impossible for Prince Yunzheng to know the antidote to Gu worm."

Chen Mu said lightly. "We can only find it ourselves, maybe... the antidote is in Wuchen Village."

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