Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

"You are right?"

The God King raised his voice a little. He couldn't bear to hear the Human King saying these hypocritical words here.

"The Princess of the Netherworld did nothing wrong. The ones who were wrong were those with unclean minds."

"The Nether King has personally sent his daughter into the life and death formation. Isn't that enough?"

Hearing this, the Demon King and the Human King said nothing.

They really couldn't say anything.

"It's fine as long as it's resolved. Now that things have come to this, I'm going back first."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, the Human King quickly found an excuse and left.

The Demon King glanced at the Human King and followed him out of the God Clan.

"Everyone, step back."

"Yes."

The God King glanced at the gods around him and dismissed them all. Then, he set up a barrier to block out all sounds from outside.

"You'er——"

The Nether King teleported to Feng Jingyou's side, his voice trembling.

Feng Jingyou had stopped breathing, and his bloodless face was extremely cold.

The King of the Underworld just held Feng Jingyou quietly in his arms and remained silent for a long time.

"Old man, I'm going to go see Mo Wuchen."

The God King said softly, on the one hand he thought he needed to make room for the Nether King, on the other hand he was really worried about Mo Wuchen's situation.

After saying this, he waved his hand gently and left.

The King of the Underworld seemed to have been deaf to all sounds. He tidied up Feng Jingyou's messy hair, gently wiped the blood from the corner of Feng Jingyou's mouth, and tidied her clothes.

"You'er, please forgive your father for taking the initiative."

His voice was hoarse.

The next moment, he used his own strength to slowly lift Feng Jingyou into the air.

"Whoosh-"

As a stream of spiritual power fell, a ball of strong white light condensed on Feng Jingyou's forehead.

The Nether King took away this power, and then Feng Jingyou's body disappeared from the spot, as if it had never existed.

Fortunately, Feng Jingyou's soul did not dissipate.

You'er, there is still hope.

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the other side.

"Father."

Mo Wuchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the worried look of the God King. He suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

"How does it feel?"

The God King did not say anything directly, but simply expressed his concern for Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen smiled faintly: "It's okay."

"I remember—the general came to see me."

His memory before he fell into a coma stopped at the moment when the general came to find him, and he knew nothing about what happened afterwards.

When the God King heard this, he was silent for a moment.

"problem occurs?"

Mo Wuchen had a sharp sense and he felt that something was particularly wrong with the God King today.

The God King didn't know how to talk to him.

"The great general has activated the God Clan's life and death formation."

"Rebellion."

Mo Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up.

"Where's You'er?"

The Formation of Life and Death - the most powerful formation of the Gods, or in other words, the most powerful formation of the Tianyao Continent.

Once activated, it will inevitably drain the strength of those in the array, leaving them dead.

The God King hesitated to speak. He only knew that the King of the Underworld had a way, but as to what the way was - the King of the Underworld did not elaborate.

He was helping Feng Jingyou in such a way that was harmful to his body, and it was unknown whether he would succeed or not.

After all, he had never encountered such a thing before.

"Where's You'er?"

Mo Wuchen's voice was a little excited, and he seemed to realize something.

"She saved you."

The God King slowly uttered four words.

"Her spirit should be taken back to the Nether Clan now."

Before he could explain anything, Mo Wuchen directly tore through the space and left the God Clan.

He didn't believe it, so he wanted to go to the Netherworld Clan to find his little You'er.

She hasn't even waited until his wedding, this is impossible.

"Mo Wuchen."

When the Netherworld King saw Mo Wuchen coming to the Netherworld Clan, he called him.

"Where's You'er?"

Mo Wuchen could no longer maintain his sanity, even his voice was trembling a little.

"follow me."

The Nether King had a calm expression, without even the slightest sign of disturbance.

Mo Wuchen followed King of the Underworld quietly and came with him to Feng Jingyou's bedroom.

The Nether King waved his hand and set up a barrier.

"You'er, I won't be back anytime soon."

When he said this, Mo Wuchen felt that the Nether King suddenly looked much more haggard.

"Did the God King tell you?"

The Nether King raised his eyes and looked towards Mo Wuchen, his eyes full of blood.

Mo Wuchen clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice: "You'er, she——"

"Ah."

The Nether King picked up the cup on the table and rubbed it in his hands for a few times: "I had planned to let You'er enter the death array, it can only be said that the time was advanced a little."

"I will send You'er to the Dark Ancient Continent. You two can meet again in a few hundred years."

"The Hadesian Continent?"

Mo Wuchen didn't know what he meant.

"Well, You'er's soul has not dissipated, but it takes time to recover. I will send her to the Dark Ancient Continent, and she will be reincarnated after her soul recovers."

"This period of time can be as long as several thousand years or as short as several hundred years."

Whenever the King of the Underworld thought about this, he felt uncomfortable.

When had his daughter ever been away from him for such a long time since she was little?

He was worried that his daughter would not have a good life in the Hades Ancient Continent, would be bullied, and would be unhappy.

But there's no point in worrying, right?

"You'er can still be saved, it just takes time, right?"

Mo Wuchen grabbed the Nether King's shoulders, extremely anxious.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else. The only thing echoing in his ears was the fact that Feng Jingyou would come back.

"Correct."

The voice of the Hades was firm and powerful.

Just as Mo Wuchen was about to speak, the Nether King spoke again.

"I know you wanted to see her, but her physical body dissipated."

His voice was hoarse.

"I can go to Hadean Continent with her."

Mo Wuchen spoke without even thinking.

"How do you get to the Hades Ancient Continent? Do you know how much it will cost you to get there? Even if you go, how long will you stay? When will you be able to see You'er? Even if you do, will you ever meet again?"

"Mo Wuchen, this is no joke. You have to think about yourself. Going to the Dark Ancient Continent is not an easy thing, and your meeting is not inevitable."

The Nether King's voice was a little excited. He didn't want Mo Wuchen to do anything stupid because of Feng Jingyou.

After a pause, he spoke again:

"Stay here for a while and think about it."

He knew that Mo Wuchen needed time alone.

He needs it too.

After saying this, King of the Underworld patted Mo Wuchen on the shoulder, turned around and left Feng Jingyou's bedroom.

A familiar fragrance hits me, and every place here is so familiar yet strange.

Mo Wuchen found it hard to accept.

How did that happen?

It was clear that the day before, You'er had held hands with him and made a wish to the sky.

How did they separate? Why didn't he even see You'er for the last time?

Why is You'er so stupid? Why would she enter the life and death formation just for him?

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