Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

"It spreads quickly?"

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

The Demon King was confused by her words, and he was eager to know what kind of false news had such an effect.

The woman slowly looked towards the door at the side and spoke in a sharp voice.

"Those who possess the source of death energy have the power to overturn everything, dominate the world, and destroy the heavens and the earth."

Hearing this, the Demon King’s eyes darkened.

"what do you mean--"

The woman twisted her waist and came in front of the devil.

"Yes, we can say that Feng Luohan is the one who possesses the source of the aura of death, causing a small obstacle to the Netherworld Clan."

"The King of the Underworld only has one son."

The meaning of her words was obvious.

The devil thought about it carefully and said, "This matter cannot be said casually."

"The one who possesses the source of the aura of death may not have appeared yet."

After all, there has been no movement for so many years.

But the woman shook her head: "Wang, whether they have it or not is one thing, whether we say it or not is another."

"We can spread the news secretly and arouse the suspicion of several tribes. For this kind of thing, everyone would rather believe it than not. By then, Feng Luohan will definitely become the target of public criticism. What if someone wants to replace the death energy in Feng Luohan's body——"

She glanced at the Demon King and didn't continue.

"it is good."

The devil agreed to this matter without hesitation: "I'll leave this matter to you. I trust you to do the job."

He pinched the woman's waist without stopping his hands.

Even if this news doesn't cause any waves, it can still bother the King of the Underworld for a while.

He is happy when the King of the Underworld is not living well.

..

In the next few days, the demons began to spread the news frantically. As they expected, most people believed the rumor.

Word spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and the entire Tianyao Continent was talking about this matter.

The Nether Clan.

The Nether King had a solemn expression on his face, tapping the armrest rhythmically with his left index finger.

"Report!"

"how?"

The Nether King tried to sound as calm as possible, but one could still hear his anxiety.

"To answer your Majesty, the rumors cannot be stopped."

With just these simple words, the King of the Underworld knew that the people below had put a lot of thought into it.

"It's okay, you have done a good job, please leave first."

His voice was calm; he had expected this result.

"Father, I actually think this might not be a bad thing."

Feng Luohan looked at the Nether King with deep eyes.

"If they all think that I am the owner of the source of death energy, You'er will be safe, right?"

It doesn't matter if he suffers a little, since he is not the owner of the source of the energy of death anyway.

If he could help Feng Jingyou, he would be willing to sacrifice his life.

"I won't let you get caught in the storm," the Nether King raised his head and glanced at Feng Luohan, "This ability is crazy and will bring you great danger. I can't put you in danger."

Feng Luohan was a little anxious: "Father, but if this goes on, You'er will be exposed sooner or later. What's wrong with me suffering a little for her?"

"What can they do to me? They will let me go when they find out that I am not the owner of the source of death energy."

"Han'er."

The tone of the Hades' voice rose several degrees.

"You are my son. I know what you are thinking. Don't have such thoughts."

"You and You'er are both my children. No matter which one you are, I will not put you in danger, and I will not use your danger to exchange for You'er's safety. Do you understand?"

His gaze shifted to Feng Luohan, and at that moment, Feng Luohan suddenly felt that his father had aged a lot.

How much did his father endure in secret?

"But if this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Feng Luohan was still very worried about Feng Jingyou. He couldn't just watch his sister being watched covetously by various forces like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"They are just worried that You'er will grow up and affect their status."

The Nether King stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn.

"So what if I dominate the world? So what if I destroy the heavens and the earth?"

"If they really dare to come to my Netherworld Clan to cause trouble, I will definitely let them see the strength of the Netherworld Clan."

Hearing this, Feng Luohan was a little shocked.

"Father, do you want to confront them head-on?"

You know, the Tianyao Continent has been peaceful for thousands of years. Although there are undercurrents between the several tribes, they have never had a head-on confrontation.

Even hundreds of years ago, there was no precedent for intermarriage among ethnic groups, and each ethnic group strictly guarded its "pure" bloodline.

The Nether King took a few steps and looked back at Feng Luohan.

"We in the Netherworld Clan value peace and harmony, and we are not easy to be bullied."

His eyes were firm and his words were powerful.

No matter what, he will protect his two children and the Nether Clan well.

"Father, I know you have your responsibilities."

Feng Luohan clenched his fists: "I also have my responsibilities. I am You'er's brother, and I should bear something for her."

Even if I die for You'er, so what?

"Han'er, don't be impulsive."

The Nether King was somewhat angry.

"You'er also has her own path to follow."

He knew it a long time ago, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Hearing this, Feng Luohan seemed to realize something, and he asked tentatively: "Father, the divination result of You'er when she was a child - is not what you said, right?"

His mother was a fortune teller and she had once predicted the future for Feng Jingyou when he was born.

After that - his mother never showed up again.

For hundreds of years, he searched everywhere for his mother, but could not find her.

"Ah."

At this point, the Nether King no longer wanted to hide anything: "You'er will have a great disaster."

"What about my mother?"

Feng Luohan asked anxiously.

When it comes to this, a trace of sadness flashed across the eyes of the Nether King, but it was quickly hidden.

"Still no news."

He has been investigating, but his wife seems to have disappeared out of thin air and there is no trace of her at all.

For countless days and nights, he questioned himself why he was not with her all the time.

Seeing this, Feng Luohan quickly changed the subject.

"Father, how can we stop the people from talking?"

Feng Luohan brought the topic back to the previous events.

The Nether King was silent for a moment, then he sighed and said, "Let's have a banquet."

"Holding a banquet?"

Feng Luohan didn't know what the Nether King was going to do.

“Well,” the Nether King said softly, “The power of the God Clan and the Nether Clan is one bright and one dark. If the power of the owner of the source of death energy encounters the power of the God King, the power of the God King will be swallowed up.”

"As long as your power cannot devour the power of the God King, it can be proved that you are not the owner of the source of death energy."

“But there are risks involved.”

.. ..