Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Chapter 188: The Mutation of Demonic Festival

"I think you are looking for death!"

The man could no longer bear it and was about to take action, but his thoughts were interrupted by a low growl.

"presumptuous."

As soon as Mo Ji heard the news about Feng Jingyou, he rushed over immediately.

I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived, I would hear someone speaking so disrespectfully to Feng Jingyou.

"Demon King!"

The man had no idea that he had done something wrong and ran excitedly to the side of the demon priest.

"Demon Lord, I have captured the person you are looking for. Can you please think of a better way to deal with him?"

The man raised his head proudly, waiting for the Demon Priest's praise.

But Mo Ji looked unhappy. He had never been so fierce to Feng Jingyou. What right did this man have to speak to Feng Jingyou like that?

Except for this man, everyone else could see that Demon Priest was unhappy and dared not say anything.

"It's not a pity to die."

The voice of the demon sacrifice was like that of a ghost demanding its life, and there was endless coldness in the machinery.

"The devil is right. I also think this person deserves death. She was sneaking around in the dungeon just now and said she was my father. I—"

Mo Ji's face became darker and darker, and before he could finish speaking, he grabbed his neck.

The man didn't know what was going on. He stared at the demon priest with wide eyes, at a loss.

"Demon...King..."

The demon priest had a fierce look in his eyes and a strong sense of hostility.

"You are qualified to say these words?"

After he finished speaking, the man looked at Moji in disbelief.

It turns out that Feng Jingyou is really someone she can't afford to offend!

At this moment, he regretted again. He didn't know why he had to provoke Feng Jingyou.

Mo Ji's eyes changed color, and he exerted force with his hands. The man died immediately and closed his eyes forever.

Then, the demon priest winked at the demons behind him, and they dragged the man's body into the dungeon.

This also proves what Feng Jingyou said at the beginning.

The man remained in the dungeon forever.

Seeing how miserable his end was, the others dared not stay here anymore. Without waiting for Mo Ji to speak, they hurriedly left.

All of a sudden.

Only Mo Ji and Feng Jingyou are left here.

"Feng Jingyou, long time no see."

Mo Ji looked at Feng Jingyou, his tone softened, and his expression returned to calm.

He did not ask about Feng Jingyou's whereabouts. He wanted to give Feng Jingyou freedom.

"You captured Nangong Yu and Chu Chimu?"

Feng Jingyou didn't want to waste time talking to Mo Ji, so he directly stated his intentions.

"Yes."

Mo Ji took a step forward and looked straight at Feng Jingyou: "If you don't catch them, will you come back?"

"Don't forget, the deadline has not yet arrived."

Mo Ji curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of something else in his eyes.

Feng Jingyou took a step back, intentionally or unintentionally putting some distance between himself and Mo Ji.

"The Demon King is using this method just to make me return to the Iron Bone Pavilion?"

There was a distinct sense of alienation in her eyes.

"I helped them solve the problems of Xiling Country. They should thank me."

Mo Ji was not angry. Instead, he spoke to Feng Jingyou calmly.

"They are your friends, I won't do anything to them."

He looked at Feng Jingyou's outfit and chuckled, "You even hid the token I gave you?"

Feng Jingyou did not respond to him.

"Come on, I'll take you to meet your two friends."

Seeing that Feng Jingyou didn't say anything, Mo Ji waved his sleeves and took Feng Jingyou to Chu Chimu and Nangong Yu.

In the palace.

Chu Chimu and Nangong Yu were tied to chairs and unconscious.

"Look, your two friends."

The demon priest opened his arms and stood in front of Chu Chimu and Nangong Yu.

"They are both really good candidates for the experiment."

Mo Ji turned around and looked down at Nangong Yu and Chu Chimu.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you that I injected some magic energy into your two friends."

"Just blame them for not wanting to write to you."

He looked regretful, as if this was not something he would normally do.

You must know that if an ordinary person has evil energy in his body, he will die soon without any room for maneuver.

Feng Jingyou clenched his fists and the air pressure around him dropped rapidly.

"Moji, what exactly do you want?"

She didn't know why Demon Priest did all this, and she just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha——" The Demon Priest laughed loudly towards the sky, took a few steps forward and looked at Feng Jingyou.

"What do I want?"

The demon priest's voice rose several degrees.

"Feng Jingyou, do you hate me so much? Are you so impatient to leave me?"

"I'm no worse than Mo Wuchen. I treat you well because I think highly of you. Do you really take yourself seriously?"

Mo Ji no longer spoke to Feng Jingyou in a kind voice as he did before. Instead, he was full of hostility and had a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, Mo Wuchen's voice sounded in Feng Jingyou's mind.

"He was stunned."

"The demon festival now has no emotions."

Mo Wuchen was thinking about this matter when he was in the dungeon before.

The Demonic Sacrifice will certainly consume a lot of energy to inject demonic energy into so many people, which is not something that can be done in the short term.

Unless - he killed half of the demon people, absorbed their demonic energy and used it for his own benefit.

Obviously, this method is forbidden and is an extremely brutal means.

The consequence of this prohibition is that it will endlessly magnify the desires in one's heart, making one become cold and ruthless, and eventually sink into desires, and even kill oneself.

He has known Mo Ji for so many years and does not think that Mo Ji is an unreasonable demon. He just has some small ambitions.

Now - why has it become like this?

"He is out of control right now, it's best not to get close to him."

Mo Wuchen continued to communicate with Feng Jingyou using his spiritual sense.

Hearing this, Feng Jingyou understood.

Although she didn't know why the Demonic Sacrifice was like this, she could guess roughly in her mind.

"I'll give you two conditions."

The demon priest pointed at Feng Jingyou with one hand, looking superior.

"One, I'll kill them, and you stay with me."

"Two, I'll let them go, and you stay with me."

Feng Jingyou's eyes moved slightly, and her beautiful pupils stared straight at him: "Do I have a choice?"

“Hahahahahahahahaha—”