shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 812 This Is The Demon Lord's Butterfly

Nine heavens.

There is no such beautiful but fragile creature as a butterfly.

Because here, there is a more beautiful black bird.

Even the ones flying among the flowers are butterfly-sized fairies with long wings.

Ah Ruo chased the butterfly curiously.

She shouted all the way: "Your Majesty, come and see, your majesty, there is actually a butterfly flying over."

The door of the main hall was opened, and Jing Jia was dressed in white clothes like snow, her red lips were slightly pursed, and she looked up at the seductive blue butterfly.

I saw her Liu Yemei frowned slightly.

"It's a magic butterfly."

The smile on Ah Ruo's face instantly turned into astonishment: "What? Something from the devil world?"

Jing Jia stretched out her hand, and the butterfly landed on her fingertips, slowly closing its wings.

It gradually turned into dots of dark blue flames, like ashes burned by fireworks, and dispersed with the wind.

When it disappeared, Jing Jia heard Bai Zhier's voice——

"Mother, the child is growing up well... It's going to snow..."

Ah Ruo was surprised: "How could it be His Royal Highness Di Ji?"

In Jing Jiamei's eyes, deep worry welled up.

She waved her sleeves to trace the source of the magic butterfly's mana.

In the end, Jing Jia paused, and said in a dull tone, "This butterfly was released by Mo Zun for the child."

Ah Ruo's face was pale.

"Your Majesty, is it possible that the Demon Lord has kidnapped Di Ji and used this Demon Butterfly to warn you?"

Jing Jia pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No."

The magic butterfly has no aggressiveness, only the function of talking, and it is fleeting.

Jing Jia has played against Mozun several times, so he knows his personality very well.

That person, would never warn with a butterfly.

She rolled her eyes and analyzed calmly: "Ah Ruo, you went to the world before, did you find anything special by Di Ji's side?"

Ah Ruo frowned and recalled: "It's special, it doesn't seem to be there...but..."

She suddenly remembered a person.

"His Royal Highness Di Ji has a very good relationship with a Marquis named Feng Fuce, who also takes good care of her."

Jing Jia chewed on the name repeatedly: "Feng Fuce..."

Existences like her and Mozun basically have no names.

When others call her, most of them are "Heavenly Empress" or "Demon Venerable".

Jing Jia couldn't tell from a name whether Feng Fuce was a Demon Lord or not.

Ah Ruo suddenly thought of Xianjun Lu Xuan who was inexplicably close to Feng Fuce.

Although Xianjun said that he appeared there by accident, but now that A Ruo recalled it, he only felt that everything was weird.

"Your Majesty, and..."

Ah Ruo was about to mention Lu Huang, but unexpectedly, two white clouds flew over quickly.

"Your Majesty is not well!" On-duty Xingjun rushed over: "The Locking Demon Tower is trembling, immortals, please go and strengthen it together!"

Jing Jia hurriedly followed.

Ah Ruo wanted to wait until she came back before telling her what he had found.

However, when Jing Jia came back, she was already a little sloppy.

Ah Ruo helped her into the hall, and Jing Jia even vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!" Ah Ruo exclaimed, and she quickly brought fairy tea.

Jing Jia shook her head lightly, feeling very tired.

"My mana is getting weaker and weaker day by day, no matter how I repair it, it won't help."

Ah Ruo's anxious eyes turned sore: "Your Majesty, you should put down all your affairs now and go to Ice Valley to recuperate."

Jing Jia resolutely refused.

"I can't go, the child is still young, and the Demon Venerable is still here, at least I have to wait until she grows up and hand this heaven into her hands before I can rest assured."

Otherwise, once without her protection, the demon king's subordinates would find the aura of her husband and children.

But if Zhi'er takes her place, then she will be the next Heavenly Dao.

If Mo Zun wants to bully Heaven, the immortals will not sit idly by.

(End of this chapter)