Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

The little demon king looked at the little girl who was jumping towards him, covered her mouth and smiled, "You are so skinny and look like you haven't eaten enough. You want to break off my wings? Are you thinking too much..."

Before the little demon king finished speaking, shock appeared in her amber eyes.

Because she seemed to be fixed in the air by this silly little girl in flowery clothes, unable to move, and even unable to make a sound, she couldn't ask for help from the little tree demon and others not far away.

The Demon Lord was already standing in front of Yao Hua. He was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with silver hair scattered, and his red eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. Waves of black demonic energy surrounded him and turned into thousands of black threads heading towards Yao Hua.

Yao Hua's face was grim. She raised her finger slightly, and a wisp of white smoke floated out of her fingertips. The wisp of white smoke instantly turned into a barrier, blocking the thousands of black silk threads of the Demon Lord.

"Blood Demon!"

Yao Hua's voice was very cold: "You don't belong to our Shikong, but you come here to mess up our destiny. Let me kill you here today."

The Demon Lord smiled bloodthirstyly: "Wherever Su'er belongs to, I belong there. Yaohua, you ruined my wedding. Today, you have lost the Nine-story Demon Tower. Let's see what you can do."

Yaohua has put down the silver bell in her hand at this moment.

She knew that this silver bell was useless against the Demon Lord.

The barrier set up by Yaohua has been broken through by the thousands of black threads of the Demon Lord.

Yaohua's expression changed.

This was her first time fighting this blood demon.

In the past, she had the Nine-Storey Magic Tower in her hand, so when she fought against these monsters, she didn't need to do anything at all. She just needed to take out the Magic Tower and capture them all.

But now, as the demon lord said, without the magic tower, it is really difficult to deal with these demons. And she was slightly injured when she killed Yang Susu just now.

But today, these people must die here.

Yao Hua formed seals with both hands, and the frost flower on her forehead faintly flashed white light.

The palm was wrapped in fairy mist, and he raised a white thorny ball and sent it towards the magic threads.

When the magic silk touched the white thorny ball, it frantically surrounded the ball tightly.

The Demon Lord narrowed his red eyes, and the white ball surrounded by black silk revealed white sharp thorns, but he became restless and uneasy, and Yaohua's expression became more and more ugly.

When masters fight, it is never about the number of moves, but about the immortal power and magic power of both parties.

The Demon Lord raised one hand, formed a claw with his five fingers, and then squeezed fiercely.

"boom____"

The white ball was twisted apart by dense black threads.

Yaohua groaned and took a few steps back.

She looked at the Demon Lord in front of her without any more contempt.

Unexpectedly, this Demon Lord could break the Yuan Ball she condensed so easily. Before Yao Hua could be too surprised, the Demon Lord had already attacked Yao Hua at an extremely fast speed.

The sneer on his lips became even bigger: "That's all. You ruined my wedding and hurt my Su'er. You're courting death!"

Fairy Yaohua shouted loudly, and gathered more white fairy energy in her palm, blocking the palm attack from Lord Demon.

There was a loud explosion, and Lord Demon and Fairy Yaohua retreated.

A very large pit appeared on the ground where the explosion had just occurred.

The black eagle and the goat-bearded monster who were fighting fiercely in the air were both slightly stunned, and both looked down, but neither of them stopped the action in their hands.

The goat-bearded demon gave an unpleasant and hoarse laugh: "You want to defeat Fairy Yaohua with just a demon? That's just wishful thinking."

The black eagle's eagle eyes stared at the goat-bearded monster in front of him and said: "You'd better take care of yourself first. You are just a goat monster. I will catch you today and roast you for food."

"Don't talk nonsense. I am not an ordinary sheep demon. I was born in the fairyland of Fairy Yaohua."

Before the two finished speaking, they both exchanged palm strikes. The goat-bearded demon retreated several steps and suddenly used his own natal demon weapon, a sharp sickle. The black eagle also used his own natal demon weapon, the red chain.

He flew up and landed behind the goat-bearded monster. The red chain had already grabbed his neck.

Blood immediately flowed from the goat-bearded demon's neck, and the sickle in his hand turned back to cut towards Wuying's side. Wuying had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and slightly turned sideways to avoid the sharp sickle in the goat-bearded demon's hand. The red chain in his hand grabbed the goat-bearded demon fiercely, and Wuying dragged the whole body of the goat-bearded demon to the ground.

The red chain tightened even more, and the goat-bearded demon showed a look of fear in his eyes. He didn't expect this eagle to be so ferocious.

He could only use his hands to fiercely pull at the red chain on his neck, using all his demonic power to pull it out.

The small, sharp spikes on the red chain pierced his hand, and he could no longer tell whether the blood was from the goat-bearded demon's hand or from his neck.

In order to prevent his head from being strangled by the spiked red chain, he held it tightly.

He is the goat-bearded monster who absorbs fairy energy and practices every day in the fairyland of Fairy Yaohua!

How could you not be able to defeat an eagle?

However, the disparity in strength forced the Goat Beard Monster to recognize the facts before him.

Even though he used all his magic power, he still couldn't break free of the eagle's life magic weapon, the red silk.

There was a look of fear in the eyes of the goat-bearded demon.

How is this possible?

In Yaohua's small fairyland, he is also considered an expert.

The black eagle sneered, and the black wings behind him slowly flapped, tightly grasping the red chain, and flew towards the sky with an eagle cry.

The goat-bearded demon was suspended in the air by his neck and dragged wantonly.

His voice rang out in the air above the Sword Tomb: "Our Lord Demon is invincible, and your Fairy Yaohua will die today."

The voice of the black eagle resounded throughout the sky of the sword tomb.

At this time, Yang Susu was meditating to heal her wounds. When she heard Wu Ying's words, a smile appeared on her face.

Wuying's move is brilliant!

It's good to have a partner,

Yang Susu glanced at the Demon Lord who was fighting with Yao Hua. He didn't look like he was losing at all. He was indeed her man.

A holy vine emerged from her body and dragged the unconscious old man to her.

She inserted a few silver needles into the old man, and the old man woke up.

Looking at the battle situation in front of him, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes and said excitedly: "Girl, you called for help."

"Not bad, not bad, these demons are very powerful."

"The one fighting with Yaohua is your husband, right? He is so awesome, so awesome!"