Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

She knew very well that the dean was just using her as a bargaining chip.

In the eyes of these people, she was just an item that could be traded at will.

She hated this feeling.

The dean saw Feng Jingyou didn't respond and urged, "What's going on? Ask."

Feng Jingyou clenched his fists under his black robe and stared at Mo Ji.

Under pressure from the dean, Feng Jingyou's voice was as cold as frost:

"How do you feel about Feng Jingyou?"

Feng Jingyou didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Mo Ji seemed to have a smile on his face.

"This king likes Feng Jingyou, and I believe she will do better than the one from the God Clan."

Mo Ji did not make any unnecessary movements and seemed to be completely controlled by Feng Jingyou.

But Feng Jingyou had a strange feeling in her heart. Was she seeing things just now, or was Mo Ji really laughing?

She didn't believe that Demon Priest said these words unconsciously.

In other words, she felt that Moji only loved her.

When the dean heard this, he laughed a few times and had already thought of the next plan in his mind.

"Ask him what he plans to do after the matter is accomplished."

The dean cares a lot about this issue. If the Demonic Sacrifice is unfavorable to him after it is accomplished, he must prepare early.

Feng Jingyou looked into Mo Ji's eyes and spoke again:

"What are you going to do after this is done?"

Mo Ji paused for a moment and said slowly: "What's the matter?"

His expression was dull and his pupils were dilated, but his tone did not sound controlled at all.

When Feng Jingyou's eyelashes moved slightly, she saw the slightly moving index finger of Mo Ji.

She was sure that the demon priest was not controlled.

Because if he was controlled by her pupil technique, his index finger would not be able to move rhythmically consciously.

Feng Jingyou thought about it and decided to continue performing with Mo Ji.

This is a showdown between the dean and the demon priest.

The dean hurriedly said, "It's about the unification of the three tribes."

Feng Jingyou calmly repeated, "The matter of unifying the three tribes."

Mo Ji quickly took over the conversation.

"If Mo Wuchen is influenced by the human race, it will definitely lead to the demise of the God Race, and the unification of the three races is just around the corner."

"After this is accomplished, I want someone to share the demon clan with me."

Mo Ji stared at Feng Jingyou, and he suddenly felt that what he had just mentioned about Mo Wuchen being forced to take his wife as his queen was very good.

If I had known earlier, I would have said that Mo Wuchen did it voluntarily.

If he hadn't felt that look was familiar, he wouldn't have recognized Feng Jingyou.

Even if she changes her appearance, her aura and the way she speaks will not change.

But what he didn't know was that Feng Jingyou had already discovered that he was not being controlled.

The three of them had their own thoughts. The dean thought that Mo Ji was under control, Mo Ji thought that no one could tell that he was not under control, and Feng Jingyou didn't expect that Mo Ji had already recognized her identity.

After hearing what Mo Ji said, the dean wanted to jump three feet high.

Although he didn't know who Mo Wuchen was, it didn't affect his hearing of the next sentence.

"I didn't expect the devil to be so easily addicted to women," the dean mocked, "No wonder I heard that his harem is almost full, and he still wants one more person."

The dean was complaining on the side, unaware of the danger that was approaching.

Mo Ji's eyes suddenly became fierce. He raised his hand and a cloud of black mist rushed straight towards the dean!

"what--"

A scream resounded through the sky, and the next moment, the dean was thrown out of the door by the black mist.

bang--

The door slammed shut, and in an instant, only Feng Jingyou and Mo Ji were left in the palace.

The corner of Mo Ji's mouth curled up slightly and he looked at Feng Jingyou with interest.

"Hypnotist?"

There was a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Why doesn't Mo Wuchen take you to the God Clan?"

Feng Jingyou looked up at Mo Ji with a cold expression.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Mo Ji smiled and said, "You have quite a bad temper."

"It's possible that Mo Wuchen has already married the elder's daughter and become the empress. You and Mo Wuchen are not the same kind of people."

The demon priest took off his mask, opened his arms, and looked intoxicated.

"Look at me, how am I inferior to Mo Wuchen?"

"Mo Wuchen didn't even give you a name, but I can give you everything."

Feng Jingyou sneered inwardly, she just thought the demonic sacrifice was noisy.

"My affairs seem to have nothing to do with the Demon King, right?"

Feng Jingyou's voice carried a strong sense of alienation, which made Mo Ji feel very uncomfortable.

When she looked at Mo Wuchen, her eyes were completely different.

"It doesn't matter now, but it may not matter in the future."

"Mo Wuchen is not your best choice, and Mo Wuchen will definitely not choose you."

"He is a cold-blooded god, and he stands in the light, while you and I are both people of darkness. Do you think he can accept you killing people at will?"

Mo Ji patted his chest confidently.

"I can. What I can do, Mo Wuchen can't do."

The figure of Mo Wuchen unconsciously appeared in Feng Jingyou's mind.

Can Mo Wuchen accept her killing people at will?

It's ridiculous. Not only can he accept her killing people, but sometimes she even has to stop Mo Wuchen from doing it.

Feng Jingyou looked at Mo Ji and asked, "Oh? Then what Mo Wuchen can do, can you do it?"

Mo Ji's pupils sank and he lowered his arms.

"What can't be done?"

"What Mo Wuchen presented to you was all an illusion. He just wanted to use you. How could a high and mighty god like him fall in love with a woman?"

"I said - what Mo Wuchen can give you, I can also give you."

Mo Ji was very confident. He always felt that Feng Jingyou would definitely belong to him.

Feng Jingyou said calmly: "You can stick to your idea."

"But I don't need to know about him from you."

"He is who he is. No matter what, his position in my heart will not change because of your words."

Mo Ji clenched his fists, he had the urge to take Feng Jingyou away directly.

"You just believe him that much?"

Feng Jingyou met Mo Ji's gaze and said word by word, "I believe it very much."

At this time, the door was opened and the dean staggered in.

"Demon King...I..."

The dean realized the seriousness of the matter and even his voice was trembling.

"How about I send Feng Jingyou to the demon clan?"

This was the only way the dean could think of to make amends.

Mo Ji frowned. He was already in a bad mood, and the dean's words directly ignited him.

"roll."

The demon priest raised his hand and released a force, knocking the dean out again.

His mood was extremely bad, and his attitude towards Feng Jingyou was no longer as calm as before.

"Go back and take a good look this time to see if Mo Wuchen will give you a legitimate status."

"I can promise you that I won't take any more concubines after you, but Mo Wuchen - I can never do that."

After saying this, the demon priest waved his robe and left.

Feng Jingyou stood where he was and released the hypnotist in the space.

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