Sansheng Tea Huaxi Chapter

Chapter 1870 Demon Blood Inheritance [5]

Wujiang was born from the evil spirit between heaven and earth, which is different from ordinary demons.

The bloodline he inherited must be the strongest like him, even stronger than the demons born from the soul devouring body!
Feng Lan is also a demon, and her blood will not be contaminated with the blood of other races, so this child must be born with the purest blood.

Soul Eater is just trying to protect his offspring.

But when he saw Wujiang's cold gaze, he felt only fear.

"Woooo..."

The powerful Soul Devourer made a sound like a baby crying, and its huge body took Feng Lan back step by step.

At this time, Wujiang raised his hand, and the blood-red Canglian Sword slowly appeared in his hand.

Feng Lan's gaze froze in an instant.

Then, big tears fell down, and she was leaned on Soul Eater, shrinking her body to protect her child.

"This is your child too..." Feng Lan cried.

Why it came out like this?
She thought that at least she could get some sympathy from him.

She loves him so much, in order to protect his child, she was imprisoned in the dungeon for half a year, not daring to escape, and eating whatever was brought to her every day, no matter how uncomfortable it was.

She didn't want to be like last time, and couldn't keep the child.

But Wujiang still walked towards her.

Soul Devourer protects Feng Lan and retreats step by step, but it is obvious that Wujiang is more important than Feng Lan and the child in her stomach.

In real hands, it is impossible for Soul Devourer to fight Wujiang.

He will abandon Feng Lan and her child.

Looking at this scene, even those real demons felt extremely chilling and terrifying.

Even the heinous demons would not kill their own children.

Tiger poison does not eat children!

But Wujiang clearly didn't care about that child at all, his gloomy eyes were full of murderous aura and cold.

He has no emotion, not a smidge.

He is the devil in the ten-year-old birth pool, and the gods of the nine heavens have nothing to do with him.

Powerful and bloodthirsty.

Feng Lan curled up in a corner, closing her eyes in despair.

And Hua Xi stared blankly at Wu Jiang's back.

The back figure in the red wedding dress is tall and straight, with a faint aloofness and coldness like a mountain.

The figure of him walking towards Feng Lan with the sword suddenly merged with the figure of his back when he left Jialan City.

That white and pure cassock, with a silent and straight back, said goodbye to her slowly, and then disappeared from the white clouds flowing in the sky.

At that time, she firmly believed that he would become a Buddha.

Hopeful because he is so clean.

And in her heart, she also longed for the light.

But now, why is everything different?

"Enough!" Hua Xi suddenly said coldly, the low tone shocked everyone present.

The whispering voices stopped, and countless awe-inspiring eyes looked at her.

Your Majesty the Demon King, what instructions will you have next?

Ji Yue's gloomy eyes also glanced at her, and something melted quietly in her eyes.

He knew what she was going to say next.

The feeling in my heart is a little warm, but also a little faint pain.

"I don't want to see any blood today. This farce is over." Hua Xi turned around coldly, took two steps, looked sideways, and looked at Wujiang, "Although you embarrassed me so much today, this wedding is still the same." count!"

(End of this chapter)