The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 982 Return (3)

It's Nanxia Continent!
Feng Yueyou stood up in an instant, suppressing the shout that wanted to exit.

She is Xie Wanrong's elder now, she needs to calm down.

But the smile on her face couldn't hide the ecstasy in her heart.

Xie Wanrong nodded, and stood at the entrance of the Five Elements Formation again, her mood was also delicate, she held Qi Jinghuan's palm: "I want to go back to the demon world first."

"I'll be with you. I need to personally explain to the old demon king about the demon world." The bloodbath of the demon world was a hurdle in Xie Wanrong's heart, and it was also a hurdle for Qi Jinghuan.

It was Feng Yueyou who was next to him who only reacted at this time: "What are you talking about? The demon world? What demon world?"

Xie Wanrong was slightly surprised, "Didn't my grandfather tell you?"

Feng Yueyou shook her head.

She looked at Xie Wanrong in confusion: "So, the place I've been to is the Demon Realm? Then he..."

When Feng Yueyou first entered the Nanxia Continent, she didn't understand anything, and the demon world looked no different from the outside world, she didn't notice it at all, and didn't think about it.

Xie Wanrong nodded: "Yes."

Feng Yueyou just let out a rather surprised oh, and soon recovered her mood: "Then go."

Feng Yueyou is already so old, why would she care about any demon or anyone, as long as it is her words.

Seeing this, Xie Wanrong smiled slightly, and led them directly into the demon world.

There are still not many people in the demon world, and the vast expanse of open space looks extraordinarily desolate.

Xie Wanrong subconsciously touched the Wan Yao Talisman on the neck.

Demon world, she is back.

After entering the territory of Heize, Yan Ze discovered Xie Wanrong, the demon king who had disappeared for several months, if it wasn't for the Wan Yao Talisman not returning to the demon world, all the demons would think that the demon king was dead.

Yan Ze stepped forward excitedly: "Demon King...you..."

His eyes suddenly fell on Qi Jinghuan, the devil... the devil...

really!

Could it be that the demon king brought the demon king to completely wipe out their demon world this time?
Yan Ze's good face was instantly replaced by vigilance and anger. Even if he tried his best, he would stop them!
He pulled out the long sword from his palm, "Demon King, what do you mean? Don't you forget how the demon world killed our demon clan that day?!"

Xie Wanrong frowned slightly: "Yan Ze, what happened back then was not what you thought, the devil's mind was trapped..."

She didn't know how to explain it to Yan Ze, and she couldn't explain it anyway.

"Yan Ze!"

Suddenly, a heavy voice came from behind, and the tall and straight figure of the old demon king gradually appeared in front of him. Xie Wanrong's voice was slightly rough, and he paused for a few seconds: "Grandfather..."

After several months of cultivation, the old demon king's complexion had recovered, and he took Yan Ze aside with a big wave of his hand.

Qi Jinghuan stepped forward at this time, his deep purple eyes dimmed: "Grandfather, the things committed by the demon world were indeed my negligence..."

"Wait, wait..." The old demon king who was called by his grandfather was terrified, and he interrupted quickly: "You should call me the demon king, I know about the demon world, the ghost king told me, but, Su Jing's remaining soul has disappeared!"

He didn't want to suffer this crime again, not to mention that the demon world couldn't let him ruin it anymore.

Qi Jinghuan nodded: "It's gone."

"That's good, that's good!" The old demon king let out a long breath, but his own granddaughter liked him, and he was a demon king, so the old demon king could only do this. Beat mandarin ducks with sticks.

(End of this chapter)