Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

After Feng Jingyou said this, he left in a leisurely manner.

The devil's son was gasping for breath in the back, still in shock.

He knew Feng Jingyou was very powerful, but he didn't know that Feng Jingyou was so powerful! If Feng Jingyou hadn't shown mercy, he probably wouldn't be in this beautiful world now.

at this time--

"You'er!"

Feng Jingyou had just taken a few steps when his feet went weak.

Fortunately, Mo Wuchen arrived in time and quickly caught Feng Jingyou, preventing her from falling.

The devil's son looked at the scene in confusion, he saw black gas continuously coming out of Feng Jingyou's body, which was extremely weird.

Mo Wuchen's eyes darkened, and without thinking, he took Feng Jingyou away.

Before leaving, he glanced at the son of the devil, waved his hand, reduced his own strength, and erased the memory of the son of the devil.

Although he didn't know him, he was determined not to let outsiders know about Feng Jingyou's matter.

If the matter spreads, it will bring a lot of trouble to Feng Jingyou.

inside the house.

Mo Wuchen tried to absorb the excess death energy from Feng Jingyou, but the death energy "fought" with his divine power and neither of them gave in.

Even though the process was painful, Mo Wuchen still did these things for Feng Jingyou without hesitation.

As long as Feng Jingyou is safe, everything he does is worth it.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jingyou's aura finally stabilized, but Mo Wuchen was already sweating profusely and his strength was exhausted to the extreme.

He didn't care about himself, holding Feng Jingyou's hand tightly, staring straight at the movement on the bed, quietly waiting for Feng Jingyou to wake up.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...

Time passed little by little, and when dusk fell, Feng Jingyou finally woke up.

"You'er."

Mo Wuchen's voice was a little hoarse, and his bloodshot eyes told Feng Jingyou that he did not get enough rest.

"Mo Wuchen."

Feng Jingyou smiled faintly and held Mo Wuchen's hands.

"Did you see it?"

She asked Mo Wuchen tentatively.

When she woke up in the past, her father and brother were around her. Although she thought that Mo Wuchen must know about this, it was just a guess.

"Yeah," Mo Wuchen responded in a low voice, "It's okay, you just feel unwell."

He didn't say much.

Feng Jingyou turned his head, looked at the ceiling, and smiled sadly.

"Is it because I don't eat well?"

Obviously, she knew this was not a reason and did not believe it was.

Mo Wuchen didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"My body is special, right?"

Without a father and brother, she didn't need to be so cautious when speaking to Mo Wuchen.

"Actually, I already knew that."

Feng Jingyou tilted her head and looked at Mo Wuchen.

"The death energy in my body is inexhaustible, and so are my red eyes."

“These are all telling me something.”

"I am the 'special existence' of the Netherworld Clan that all forces in Tianyao Continent have been looking for, right?"

When Feng Jingyou asked this question, he already had the answer in his mind.

She didn't want Mo Wuchen to give her an answer, but wanted Mo Wuchen to listen to her inner thoughts.

Mo Wuchen hugged Feng Jingyou quietly: "You'er, don't think too much, no matter what, you still have us."

"There's nothing wrong with your ability, it's just those greedy people who are wrong."

"All we can do now is take good care of your body and protect you from being discovered."

Feng Jingyou smiled and shook his head: "I can feel that my health is getting worse and worse."

"The energy of death in my body is out of control."

She kept looking for a solution in secret, but after so many years, there was no substantial progress.

"You'er, believe me, I can solve it."

Mo Wuchen said firmly that he would definitely find a solution to the riot of Feng Jingyou's death energy. If not, he would transfer the pain to himself and bear it instead of Feng Jingyou.

..

On the other side, the demons.

After the Demon King returned to the Demon Clan, he found that his son did not come back with him, and he became even more angry.

"Useless trash."

"King, are you going to bring the young master back?"

A cautious voice sounded, the tone full of tentativeness and trepidation.

"Why are you picking him up? Isn't he useless? How can he not find the way in the Netherworld Clan? Who can you blame for running around? How old is he? Do he still need to pick him up all the time?"

"Give the order to remove him from the position of Young Master!"

The devil's voice and expression were stern, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing.

This stupid son didn't want to admit at all that his descendants were just a joke compared to the descendants of other clans.

at this time.

The charming woman before actually won the devil's heart. She twisted her waist and swayed to the devil's front.

"Congratulations, Demon King. Congratulations, Demon King."

She half-knelt down and spoke to the Demon King in a delicate voice.

The devil narrowed his eyes and looked down at the woman.

After a moment, he leaned over, pinched her chin with one hand, and looked fierce.

"Congratulations? If it weren't for your bad idea, how could I have made a fool of myself in front of the Netherworld Clan?"

After saying this, he pushed the woman's face away with one hand.

Despite this, the woman remained calm and instead showed a strange smile.

"King, this is a good thing for our clan."

She looked up at the devil, waiting for his orders.

"explain."

The demon king crossed his legs and rubbed his temple.

"Wang, think about it, do we need to find a special person?"

"Special person?"

The demon king had no idea what she meant for a moment, he just stared at her and motioned for her to continue.

The woman looked at the other demons in the hall and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, the Demon King immediately dismissed the other demons in the hall.

"You all stand down."

"Yes."

As soon as these words fell, all the demons left the hall in a flash, fearing that if they left even a second later, they would be strangled to death by the Demon King.

The atmosphere today is too depressing.

"explain."

The devil uttered a word and looked quietly at the woman kneeling in front of him.

She has always been very smart, maybe she can provide a different idea this time?

The woman smiled slightly and said word by word:

"Since we can't form a marriage alliance, we can just go for the Netherworld Clan."

There was a cunning arc on the corner of her mouth.

“We can spread fake news.”

"False news?"

The demon king frowned, "The news released today was all killed in less than half a day. What's the point of spreading false news? It needs people to believe it."

"Someone will definitely believe this fake news."

The woman was very sure.

"Not only will they believe it, but the news will spread quickly."

.. ..