Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Veins bulged on Mo Ji's hands, as if he would strangle Feng Jingyou to death in the next moment.

He suddenly moved in front of Feng Jingyou, very emotional.

"What do you know?"

His voice had gone from gentle to furious.

“You’er, find a way to take him out. Don’t let him get close to Nangong Yu and Chu Chimu. The demonic energy on them will affect the Demonic Rituals.”

Mo Wuchen's voice rang out.

Feng Jingyou raised his head and looked at Mo Ji: "If you come out with me, I will tell you everything you want to know."

She wanted to take this opportunity to lure the demon away.

Mo Ji no longer had his own judgment, and without saying a word, he took Feng Jingyou out of the palace.

The moment the palace door closed, Feng Jingyou clearly felt that the hostility in Mo Ji had subsided a lot, perhaps due to psychological effects or something else.

Mo Ji looked at Feng Jingyou in front of him, then looked at himself, and said in a gentle voice: "Why did I bring you here? Your friend is inside."

In an instant, he returned to his previous state.

Feng Jingyou was a little surprised. She asked tentatively, "Where did we come from?"

Hearing this, the demon priest said without hesitation: "That is the entrance to the dungeon, some distance away from the palace."

He seemed to have really forgotten what happened just now.

"what happened?"

The demon priest asked softly.

Feng Jingyou shook his head: "Let's not go in yet."

She stopped the demon priest from moving forward.

After saying this, Mo Ji withdrew his hand that was about to push the door.

"Where do you want to go?"

Feng Jingyou was willing to talk to him, so he was naturally very happy. Not to mention not going in yet, even if Feng Jingyou was happy, he would even destroy the palace.

"Look around."

Feng Jingyou casually evaded the question, saying that she had to set aside time to communicate with Mo Wuchen first.

Mo Ji was very happy, and immediately turned around to lead the way for Feng Jingyou: "Okay, just walk around."

After he finished speaking, he began to introduce everything here to Feng Jingyou in a torrent of words.

If Feng Jingyou had not just seen the horrifying appearance of the Demon Priest, she would have suspected that she was dreaming.

"How is this going?"

Feng Jingyou communicated with Mo Wuchen through his spiritual consciousness.

Mo Wuchen paused for a moment and explained everything to Feng Jingyou: "The demon sacrifice should have used a forbidden technique."

"Sacrifice half of the demons to obtain infinite demonic energy, transfer it to humans, and train them into emotionless half-human, half-demon."

"After using this forbidden technique, his desires will be infinitely magnified, driving him to extremes."

"His condition is not serious now, but when he is in the same room with someone who has this kind of improper demonic energy, it will trigger his demonic state."

"He just fell into this state."

Feng Jingyou probably understood what Mo Wuchen meant: "Then why can't he remember what happened just now?"

Mo Wuchen was silent for a moment.

"I don't know about this either. I have only heard of this kind of prohibition."

Then he added, "I don't think the Demonic Festival is actively practicing."

Feng Jingyou frowned and shifted his gaze to the demon sacrifice in front of him.

He must be aware of the dangers of this forbidden technique. In the long run, the price of the forbidden technique is self-destruction - she felt that the Demon Priest would not do this.

There was a hint of inquiry in Feng Jingyou's eyes as he looked at Mo Ji.

"what happened?"

Mo Ji noticed the burning gaze behind him and turned to look at Feng Jingyou: "Are you tired?"

Feng Jingyou shook his head.

"Moji, I want to ask you a question."

She looked up into the Demon Priest's eyes and decided to ask him some questions to see if she could get any useful information out of him.

"Ask whatever you want, and I will answer truthfully."

Moji's voice was as gentle as ever.

"Did you do anything to Chu Chimu and Nangong Yu?"

Feng Jingyou decided to start with the two of them.

After saying this, Mo Ji suddenly looked at Feng Jingyou with a strange look: "Why are you asking these questions?"

He did not answer the question directly.

"Just asking, just want to make sure they are safe."

Feng Jingyou's voice was flat, and his expression did not change at all.

Mo Ji smiled softly: "Don't worry, they are well treated with delicious food and drinks."

Feng Jingyou raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of doubt in his dark and deep eyes.

"Who is entertaining them?"

She witnessed the miserable condition of Nangong Yu and Chu Chimu with her own eyes, so how could she be “treated with good food and drinks”?

Is it that the Demon Priest refuses to tell the truth, or is there another hidden story?

After hearing this question, Mo Ji was silent for a long time.

"Why do you ask this question?"

He looked at Feng Jingyou, as if trying to see something from Feng Jingyou's eyes.

"you answer me first."

Feng Jingyou was firm in her attitude; she still wanted to know the answer to this question.

The fact that Mo Ji didn't say anything may just indicate that this issue is very crucial.

After a while, the demon priest slowly spoke:

"I have a harem. I really can't compare to Mo Wuchen in this respect."

"And there's no way I can disband my harem."

The demon priest answered the question irrelevantly and said something that had nothing to do with the question itself.

He glanced at Feng Jingyou, then got to the point: "I have a Demon Queen, you should know."

“Her family is very important to me.”

Feng Jingyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she thought of the Demon Queen who once "helped her escape".

She does have a background.

"She came with me this time."

"For some reason, she insisted on entertaining your two friends herself. We couldn't agree on a solution, so I compromised."

"But don't worry—"

Mo Ji's voice sounded a little anxious, fearing that Feng Jingyou would misunderstand him.

"Your two friends will be fine. I told her not to use force."

After saying that, Feng Jingyou understood.

In other words, all of this was most likely a plot set by his Demon Queen.

Betrayal? She remembered her encounter with his demon queen.

She is a demon who cares a lot about Demon Festival, and she also hates Demon Festival's harem.

In an instant, an idea popped up in Feng Jingyou's mind -

Perhaps, the demon sacrifice just now was not the demon sacrifice, but his demon queen?

Thinking of this, Feng Jingyou felt that it was somewhat unlikely.

The Demon Queen can’t possess the Demon Priest, right?

At least she hadn't seen this happen.

"You'er, I think that might not be a demonic sacrifice."

Mo Wuchen's clear voice rang in Feng Jingyou's mind.

"Yeah, I think so too."

Feng Jingyou told Mo Wuchen about her feelings.

It seems that they have come up with an idea.

Feng Jingyou smiled gently, and because the mask was off, Mo Ji could see her expression clearly.

"Happy?"

Mo Ji didn't know why Feng Jingyou was laughing, nor did he know what made Feng Jingyou laugh.

Feng Jingyou then realized that he had lost his composure and quickly adjusted his expression.

"No, I just think the flowers are beautiful."

Feng Jingyou just made up a reason.

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