The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

Mo Yao was on the lonely peak, so naturally Huang Jue and the mythical beasts White Tiger and Vermillion Bird were all guarding the peak.

Huang Jue actually wanted to tell them that this illusion was not dangerous. Except for the beginning, what followed would only make them excited.

But these people are stubborn, so he doesn't want to persuade them. It doesn't matter whether they do whatever they want or not.

There were only three people coming from the Divine Art Palace, all of whom were at the lower level of Martial Honor, while there were five people coming from the Blood Alliance, all of whom were at the higher level of Martial Honor.

This is a huge difference, but they do not intend to provoke each other this time. They have only one goal, which is to kill the fledgling Demon Emperor.

As long as they kill the Demon Emperor, their contribution will be the greatest.

Therefore, no matter it is a one-on-one fight or a siege, as long as the Demon Emperor is killed, they don’t care about the process?

Mo Yao felt the people coming and his black eyes flashed. For so long, the longing, regret and guilt in his heart had occupied his body and mind. These people actually wanted to provoke him without knowing the danger, so don't blame him for killing them to vent his hatred.

It may be that the self-righteous elders of the Blood Alliance and the Palace Master of the Divine Art Palace all believed that the current Demon Emperor was vulnerable and could be dealt with by sending one or two people at random.

Therefore, everyone overlooked the actual strength of the Demon Emperor Mo Yao.

Mo Yao looked up at the sky, watched the exceptionally dazzling sun, and felt the slightly cold wind. Without that person in his arms anymore, his heart felt empty.

People from the Divine Formula Palace and the Blood Alliance came to the foot of the isolated mountain one after another. Looking at the man who was as cold as ice, they actually felt a humble feeling that made them want to bow down in submission. This feeling had not been experienced in many years.

They suddenly felt that they would return to the west in the next second.

The divine beasts Suzaku and White Tiger stayed quietly aside, and when they saw the visitors, they ignored them and continued to do what they had been doing for the past month.

Although Huang Jue ignored Mo Yao during this month, he was still quite nice to these two divine beasts.

Although they were not comforted, they were asked to kill monsters to vent their anger. This not only helped them vent their anger, but also allowed them to gradually restore their strength.

Now they have no space and can only rely on themselves.

Mo Yao turned around calmly, his snow-white robe swaying in the wind, his black hair flying in the wind, his sexy and evil lips tightly pursed, and the pair of deep black eyes on his high nose bridge seemed to be poisoned, his bloodthirsty murderous aura filled his black eyes. He looked at the lackeys of the Shen Jue Palace and the Blood Alliance, he sneered, can't you wait so soon?

what!

It's really ironic. Could it be that a few Martial Honor-level generals could kill me?

Is this daydreaming too much?

A bunch of idiots!!!

"Are you the Demon Emperor? The fledgling Demon Emperor?" The people from the Divine Formula Palace looked at Mo Yao with great disdain, their voices filled with contempt.

In the winter sun, Mo Yao's cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

The people of the Blood Alliance need to remain calm. They have long been warned by the elders not to act rashly and not to underestimate others.

Otherwise, their Elder Qingzhun, Elder Qingyan and many of their fellow disciples would have been killed without a complete body, and even their souls would have completely disappeared.

Therefore, they chose to hide behind the Shen Jue Palace, and no matter how rude the people from the Shen Jue Palace spoke, they would not get involved.

Mo Yao didn't even glance at them, nor did he bother to look at them any more. If he looked at them any more, he would be polluting his eyes.