Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

If something happens to the current king, find the next king to inherit the demon world from the king's children. This is a constant thing. It can never be changed because of who. Even though Mo yuan is the best person to get along with among the kings of the demon world, it is doomed that he can't be the same as other children of the demon world since he was born. The king of the demon world can't be plain after all. Those brothers, It seems that Mo yuan is very comfortable with him, but Mo yuan knows more clearly that they are also a little afraid of him. At least, other officers and men in the demon world can say what they think, but they won't say to him. At least, because of this identity, he is more tired than his brother. He doesn't know how to say it.

His father loved his mother most, but if he wanted to say, his father loved the devil world most. The devil world was there, and the devil world died. He could not live in peace. First, his lover, then Mo yuan, and his other child. His father loved his mother to the bone, but his father was also a rigorous devil king. He began to become the king of the devil world, We should put the demon world in the most important place in his heart. No matter who it is, it can't compare with the demon world.

In fact, to tell the truth, Mo yuan doesn't want to be the king of the demon world so much. He prefers a free life. However, since his brother can't inherit the king of the demon world, he hasn't found the next king. His father will live for a long time. Maybe he will die in front of his father first. So what he thinks is, let it be. If he really wants to inherit the demon king, He doesn't want to refuse. The demon world is his home. Their only home can't be destroyed anyway.

Feng Jiuwu quietly looked at Mo yuan in front of her. Some things were slowly hanging in her mind. These things were really important to her, but she didn't know what role some people played here, so that she just wanted to find Mo yuan, but she still stopped. She wanted Mo yuan to calm down and wanted to think clearly about what Mo yuan wanted, She knew very well in her heart, but what he wanted was exactly what she couldn't give now. If there was no good solution to this matter, there would be something between them. If they didn't take it away, she knew very well what would happen at that time.

However, she tried to think about it, but she still couldn't take a step back. Mo yuan wanted her to stay with him in peace. She wanted to live a quiet life without fear. However, she couldn't agree to Mo yuan, because she couldn't even touch the road ahead, let alone peace, And what she can't guarantee is to stay with Mo yuan, because there is no way to change what she wants to do.

For a long time, Feng Jiuwu couldn't help sighing. Then she reached out again and smoothed the man on the chair. Her voice whispered, "I'm sorry, I'll try. Give me a little more time, just a little more time, it won't be too long."

Feng Jiuwu said this in a low voice, as if telling the man in front of her, telling herself, and telling Mo yuan now. Feng Jiuwu knew very well that as long as she looked at it, she knew that the man in front of her was the same as Mo yuan. If those who knew the character of Feng Jiuwu in previous lives saw it, they would have to smack their tongue, because Feng Jiuwu, I've never been so good to anyone. It's good enough to change her whole character. If others think about it, I won't think that there is a man who can make an exception for Fengjiu dance so many times.

For them, Fengjiu dance is cold hearted and cold hearted. It's more serious. It's like a woman without a heart, but it makes an exception for Mo yuan to the extreme. I'm afraid this is the probability of a volcano hitting the earth. It really appears.

The other Mo yuan was also very uncomfortable. His eyes were only bright red, and the fresh blood seemed to blend with the rain in the sky, falling to the ground. When he looked at the scene in front of him, the peach blossom's eyes were also bright red. When he looked at the men and women in blue clothes, After stabbing a sword with bright red color into the bodies of men and women with silver armor and black armor, those people directly fell from the sky. Each one fell, and the moment before death, there was no ripple on his body, which was directly broken on the spot. In that way, it was like constantly enlarging in his mind, It made his head tingle in an instant.

The sound of fighting around, the sound of weapons collision, accompanied by the roar of wild animals like thunder, and the last cry of the dead.

Cold, bone chilling cold, that kind of cold, it's like trying to stab into Mo yuan's limbs and bones. He's not afraid of this scene, nor has he never killed people. If it wasn't here, he might not feel anything, but I don't know why. When he saw those people in armor fall from the sky and die immediately, His heart seemed to resonate. There was only one word in his mind, kill, kill

He knew there was something wrong with himself, but he couldn't walk away. He thought he had to leave here, but his body kept calling, couldn't walk, and couldn't leave. His face gradually turned pale. Mo yuan's eyes were full of bright red. He didn't hate red, but he liked red. But for the first time, he hated red from his heart, Even, there is an impulse to destroy this color.

Suddenly, a man in black armor came into Mo yuan's eyes, which made Mo yuan's heart more shocked. Only because that man was somewhat similar to him, at least seven or eight points, but that pair of eyes were not peach eyes like him, but cold Danfeng eyes. Mo yuan saw the man, The tightly pursed thin lips opened and wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it at all. Moreover, when he saw the man, Mo yuan's peach blossom eyes instantly turned red, and his heart was suffocating.

Obviously, he was a man who could control his emotions, but at this moment, he seemed to be unable to control himself. His heart tingled. Suddenly, something slipped down his face. Mo yuan thought it was rain or tears, but the next moment, he was stunned, because things in this place could not touch him, even rain, It was still blood, just like hiding from him, so that he couldn't feel a touch at all.

Mo yuan couldn't help reaching out and touching his face. The wet feeling of his eyelids told him that he was crying. Mo yuan was a little unbelievable in his heart, but the pain in his heart directly suppressed the unbelievable. In Mo yuan's memory, he rarely cried, even from small to large. Even when he was young, he cried no more than five times when he grew up, but this time, But somehow..