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

The Zhuxian Ball is a thing from the demon world. It was the most precious treasure in the demon world. Those with strong magic power can control the Zhuxian Ball to kill the gods.

The witch activated the Zhuxian Ball and wanted to kill Yang Susu, but she didn't expect that the magic power was not enough, so she only blocked the power of Yang Susu's Sansheng Stone and Shengtian Sword.

Before the ghost woman could activate the Zhuxian Ball again, Wudi Wuwei, who was hiding in the dark, had already received the signal from Yang Susu Duan Wang and unexpectedly snatched the Zhuxian Ball from her hand.

The ghost woman's face changed drastically, and she attacked Wudi Wuwei fiercely.

In less than five moves, Selfless and Fearless was slapped out of the house by the witch, seriously injured.

"Su'er!"

Jun Yichen had already opened his eyes, but those gentle eyes were already tinged with lust, and were quite painful.

Yang Susu naturally saw a trace of blood flowing from his lips.

Anger rose in his eyes.

"Su'er, on her feet is the Demon-Death Bell."

Jun Yichen panted and said.

No wonder Jun Yichen's magic power is gone...

So that's how it is. This witch has a lot of treasures.

The Demon-killing Bell is a thing from the fairyland, a demon-killing thing, and was stolen hundreds of years ago.

After Wudi and Wuwei were severely injured and flew out of the window, Yang Susu raised the Holy Heaven Sword and destroyed the Death Demon Bell on the ghost woman's leg.

The Demon-Destroying Bell was destroyed, and the ghost woman looked extremely unhappy.

The moment the Demonic Bell was destroyed, Jun Yichen's eyes turned red, and gradually became filled with murderous intent. Dense black threads flew towards the ghost woman, as if to crush her into pieces.

The ghost woman knelt down and begged for mercy: "No, Brother Demon, don't kill me, no, the Demon God risked his life to let me escape and wait for you here, you can't just kill me like this, no..."

Jun Yichen was stunned.

When he saw the ghost woman's face clearly, he put away the black silk thread in his hand and knocked the ghost woman out of the house with one palm.

The ghost woman was seriously injured and passed out.

Outside the house, Murong Si and Yelu Zhu tied up the witch with a rope and dragged her away.

Jun Yichen waved his hand and the door closed instantly.

Yang Susu was suddenly picked up, her scream stopped abruptly, and a hot yet gentle kiss fell on her lips, eager and messy.

She put her arms around his waist and felt a surge of heat when she touched his skin.

She was surprised. His body had never been so warm before. What kind of strong medicine must the witch have given her?

There was a flash of blood red in his eyes, which was an indescribable lust.

He carried her towards the bed, leaned over and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse: "Su'er, put out the fire!"

The candlelight flickers, the room is full of affection, and the murmuring and panting sounds follow the evening wind, telling of the fullness of affection.

The night passed in the blink of an eye, and in the early morning of Yanjiang, the sun rose high, and bursts of sobbing and crying could be heard.

The strange bed curtains and strange surroundings, Yang Susu reached out and touched the edge, but it was empty.

She turned over slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and her face flushed as she thought of what happened last night.

Although she was the Princess of Ming and had been married to the Ming Palace, and had been with Jun Yichen for a long time, due to his poor health and various other factors, they had never performed the Zhougong ritual.

Unexpectedly, with the help of the witch, they consummated their marriage last night.

The sobbing outside the door still continued.

Yang Susu stood up with her aching body and tidied herself up.

After taking a look at the furnishings in the room, her eyes were attracted by a painting on the wall.

The painting is very new and you can tell at a glance that it has been well preserved.

The man wore a black jade crown on his head, with bright eyebrows and a little blood-red in his eyes. He was charming and handsome. His black robe was embroidered with blooming red spider lilies, and he exuded an air of dignity that could not be offended.

This is the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan.

The face is exactly the same as her prince's, but there is no red in his eyes.

It turns out that this is what he looked like when he was the Demon Lord.

The sad sobbing sound from outside the door came in again, accompanied by the woman's aggrieved words.

Yang Susu frowned.

When I opened the door, I saw Jun Yichen, who was wearing a black robe and had a head full of white hair, standing under a huge demon flower tree. He was tall and stood with his hands behind his back. The pink demon flowers on the tree blocked the scorching sun, leaving a large shadow.

A few strands of warm wind blew by, and some pink petals fell with the wind, and white silk floated up, making him look elegant and extraordinary.

He is the Demon Lord and also her man.

Not far away, a woman in red was kneeling at his feet. She covered her lips and sobbed, with a few red and swollen slap marks on her face.

"Brother Demon Lord, now that you know my identity, are you still so heartless?

I am your fiancée, why do you treat me like this?"

Her eyes were filled with tears, she looked very pitiful, but her voice was so soft that it could melt your bones.

Yang Susu then saw clearly that the kneeling woman was a ghost woman.

The red and swollen slap marks on his face must have been caused by Yeluzhu last night.

She pulled the corner of her mouth, but her move was not ambiguous at all.

And the word "fiancée" from the witch's mouth made her a little stunned.

Jun Yichen seemed to sense something. He turned around and when he saw Yang Susu, his cold and fair face softened instantly. He took a few steps forward, held her in his arms, and said softly, "Did I disturb you?"

Yang Susu smelled the medicinal fragrance on him, suppressed the sourness in her heart, shook her head, pointed at the ghost woman kneeling on the ground beside her, raised her head and looked at him: "She is your fiancée?"

Jun Yichen lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes: "She was once the adopted daughter of the Demon God, and can be considered my sister."

"The devil made this marriage order without my knowledge."

"But that was all before my reincarnation. The demon god is dead, and I already have you by my side, so it doesn't count."

As if he was afraid that Yang Susu would be unhappy, he continued, "Don't worry, Madam. For eternity, I will only love you."

Yang Susu lowered her eyebrows and smiled.

The affection between the two hurt the eyes of the kneeling witch.

She stood up and looked at Yang Susu in Jun Yichen's arms, her eyes full of resentment and hatred.

"It is said that the Saint is concerned about the vicissitudes of the world and is revered by all. She was born to be an immortal. Brother Demon Lord is a demon and is not on the same side as you. Why don't you let him go?"

Her tone was sharp, completely different from her weak appearance just now, and it was aggressive.

"Brother Demon Lord was reincarnated in Yanjiang. If Brother Demon Lord had not met you and had not been brought back to Qianqing by you, he would not be so gray-haired and sad now."

Jun Yichen's face was cold, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he ordered, "Shut up."

"Brother Demon Lord, if you don't recognize me as your fiancée, you can..."

"You hurt my feelings, but..."

"If you don't restore the demon clan, then..."

"But have you ever thought that immortals and demons are not the same after all? If you insist on being with the Saint, the consequence will be that you will be reincarnated like the two of you, torturing each other to death for eternity."