Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The devil's expression was so firm, just like the way he confided his friendship to Ning Zhiyu every time he was drunk.A long time ago, he had heard from his subordinates that it was fashionable to die for love in the human race, and if they couldn't have each other, they would die together even to death, and go to the underworld to be mandarin ducks.

He has always sneered at such stupid things, their demons are not like this, the demons seem to be born with a cold temperament, addicted to killing, love is a very rare thing for them, it only exists among a few high-level monsters, Even if you have it, it will not weigh your own life.

When I was young, I overheard the conversation between my father and queen mother. Tens of thousands of years ago, the first demon king married a human queen. Their family may have continued the blood of that human race, so there is always some infatuation in their bones.

The father and king treated the mother with deep affection, and the two elder brothers were also infatuated and single-minded towards their sister-in-law, unlike other high-level demons who had wives and concubines in their backyard.

Mo San originally thought that he was the only one who didn't inherit that kind of affection, but later he realized that this was not the case, he just hadn't met someone he really liked, and if he did, he would lose his life.

Just like the big brother who died for his wife and daughter in the battle between gods and demons ten thousand years ago.

They are family after all.

"Okay, stab the magic blade in your hand into my heart, and I will let him go." After being slightly surprised, Yan Yuan smiled lightly.

Unexpectedly, Mozun agreed so happily, he was not sure what kind of existence Ning Zhiyu was to Mozun, he was betting.The Gambling Demon Lord likes Ning Zhiyu.

It is a strange thing to be able to live intact in the hands of the devil until now. Although Ning Zhiyu's hands and feet were bound by the chains of the devil when he saw Ning Zhiyu, every shackle that bound him was covered with meticulous Cowhide, this proves that Mozun didn't want Ning Zhiyu to get hurt, even if it was a small wound.

As it turns out, he was right.

Also surprised was Ning Zhiyu, who was held hostage by Yan Yuan with a dagger in her arms. He looked at Mozun's cold face and murmured softly, "No...he can't die for me..."

"Beware of fraud..."

"No, he will." Yan Yuan observed the Mozun's expression and said firmly.

Several demon generals who were fighting with the gods below raised their heads and shouted anxiously at Demon Venerable, telling him not to be obsessed with ghosts, but they couldn't stop Demon Venerable from slowly raising the hand of Demon Blade, he said in a low voice.

"it is good."

As if sensing the master's intentions, the magic blade hummed and trembled uneasily, and the black-red magic energy circled the half-curved blade, thickening and fading from time to time.Mozun looked at the magic blade in his hand for a while, then suddenly laughed.

The demon generals were entangled by the gods and couldn't get away, so they could only yell at the demon crazily, intending to prevent their king from self-destruction for the sake of the human race.

"King—don't—"

"He doesn't love you at all—!!"

Who was roaring like this below, the Mozun heard it.He knew that Ning Zhiyu didn't love him, he knew it better than anyone else.

His Aning not only doesn't love him, but also hates him.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't die for a person who doesn't love him and only treats him coldly, but in fact, just seeing Ning Zhiyu being pressed against the neck with a knife, shed a little blood , he felt as if his heart had been stabbed with a knife, and he trembled with fear even to breathe.

That was worse than letting him die by himself.

The subordinate was right, he might be crazy.Or a Gu was planted, the Gu was named Aning, and it was even more powerful than the Demon Gu.

I don't know when it started to sink deeper and deeper. At first, it seemed that I was dissatisfied with Ning Zhiyu's gentleness and politeness to everyone, but he was biased like a stinky maggot in a cesspit. If he hated him, the more he wanted to see Ning Zhiyu smile at him.

But he has never liked anyone before, and he can't do such things as coaxing people. After all, as a demon, only others can please him.

On the contrary, he has devoted himself to learning from his subordinates that one should do what one likes to please others. He remembered that Ning Zhiyu liked to read books, so he went to the mortal world to find a lot of them, and even bought the Four Treasures of the Study. Maybe one day Ning Zhiyu would be in a good mood and want to sing Poetry Fu.He was afraid that if he gave Ning Zhiyu himself, he would be thrown out, so he asked his subordinates to give it to him every time.

The other party of his intention should not have sensed it, or if he sensed it, he still dismissed it.Mozun actually knew it was the latter, but he didn't want to think too much about it. Even though Ning Zhiyu's words were so vicious, he was still wishful thinking that one day this human race would be moved by him.

It's a pity that he is so stupid that he hasn't learned how to really make him laugh until now.

The heart-piercing roar of his subordinates was completely dismissed from the demon king's world, he raised his blood-colored pupils, looked at Ning Zhiyu, and said as usual.

"A-Ning... teach me to write your name."

The voice was low, rustling, scattered in the wind.

Probably sensed something, Ning Zhiyu even forgot to say the sarcasm, and stared at Mozun in a daze, with a bit of bewilderment between her brows.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mozun lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Look, I'm talking about something and nothing again."

"I know you don't like to hear it, but I still want to make you unhappy... No wonder you hate me so much."

"...I know you are having a bad time by my side, but I am not willing to let you go, and I don't want you to die, so I can only imprison you. Even a dead ant will be sad for a long time, maybe one day they will be soft-hearted towards me and Ah Lie, and then our family will be happy."

Ning Zhiyu's brain was sluggish from the cold, and at this moment she managed to find her own voice: "Why should I be soft-hearted towards you... It's all because you are self-indulgent, and I hate you."

Mozun was silent for a moment: "Well, you have no reason to be soft-hearted to me." He raised his head and said. "Didn't you always say let me die?"

"Finally you can get what you want."

Ning Zhiyu didn't quite understand what the Demon Lord wanted to do. Until now, he still didn't think that the Demon Lord would die for him.

This is ridiculous.

He must have some kind of conspiracy...

In Ning Zhiyu's chaotic thoughts, the blade in Demon Venerable's hand was lifted to the level of his heart, his eyes did not leave Ning Zhiyu's face for a moment, but the words in his mouth were for Yan Yuan to hear.

"At the price of the death of my soul, I swear to the Dao of Heaven... I would like to exchange my death for the life of my beloved wife. If you don't honor this oath, the nine heavenly thunders will rain down, the Dao will disappear, and the ashes will disappear, and you will never be reborn forever."

At the same time as the last word fell, the blade in Demon Venerable's hand sank into his heart, and Ning Zhiyu could hear a "噗嗤" through the cold wind. not come.

"King——!!!!" The demon soldiers roared in despair.

The Mozun's body trembled, and a lot of blood gushed from his lips, so that his handsome face became very beautiful.

Mo Zun was originally born extremely outstanding, and his appearance was never inferior to Yan Yuan, because Ning Zhiyu disliked him, thought he was disgusting and vicious, so he never looked at him seriously.

The Mozun's behavior today was so unbelievable, Ning Zhiyu had to look at him more, unable to look away.He has always felt that demons are inhuman, so he has always looked down on him, but now he can't understand.

No matter how powerful the demon is, it is impossible to live if he is stabbed in the heart by the magic blade. The sky-defying self-healing ability has become a display, and more blood drips from the demon's mouth. Seeing Ning Zhiyu staring at him so intently, Can't help but smile at him hopelessly.

"Aning..."

"...A-Ning..."

He knew that Ning Zhiyu would not answer him, so he just wanted to bark more, if he didn't bark, he would lose his chance.

After all, he failed to learn how to write his lover's name.

Because the people he loves are unwilling to teach him.

"I know you hate me...but Ah Lie was born by you after all, so don't treat him too cruelly."

"Born to be a demon... It is not what he wants, if you are willing to teach him... Maybe, Ah Lie can grow into a humble gentleman like you..."

When she was pregnant that day, Ning Zhiyu was pregnant with twins. As a human race, he couldn't bear such a big demonic energy, and he didn't have enough nutrients to nourish the child, so there was only one child left when he was born.

Mozun didn't know a few big characters, so he couldn't think of any connotative name. It happened that the day the child was born was snowing heavily and the wind was cold, so he called him Ah Lie.

Ning Zhiyu knew all about this.

Not long after giving birth, he was thrown into the cold palace. There was no one around him. The Demon Lord, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared out of nowhere. She looked at him and asked him if he would like to go with him.

Of course he didn't want to, he just wanted to wait for death alone, but this devil was so annoying that he poured bowl after bowl of soup and medicine, and forced him back from the gate of hell when he was terminally ill.

From then on, Ning Zhiyu hated him, hated him for forcing herself to live in such a painful way in the world, and the appearance of the demon king made him lose everything, how could he not hate him.

Half a month after the child was born, the snow stopped, and the afternoon sun was very good. The Mozun carried him to the sun lounger in the courtyard, and then carried the infant child out, and asked him, what is the name of our child? Are you okay?

At that time, Mozun seemed a little embarrassed when he said such a thing, he couldn't talk to him, why would a dying person care about the name of a little bastard? Next said.

Ning Zhiyu felt very strange, how could he remember those memories that had already been ashes so clearly, so clear that even the little things that happened in those days were vivid in his mind.

The Mozun came over to feed him chicken soup, but he knocked him down with a wave of his hand; the Mozun wiped his face, but he turned his head away and told him to roll off, the demon not only refused to roll off, but also got a slap from him; He coaxed him to drink the medicine, but he didn't want to drink it, so the devil made him happy by telling anecdotes about Jiang Hu from the teahouse, and he cried after listening to it, because Yan Yuan would tell stories like this when he was not healthy in the past Put him to sleep.

Ning Zhiyu suddenly understood that this devil may really like her, not just treat him as a dispensable plaything, otherwise how could he be willing to die for him.

Mozun's body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye amidst the wailing of the demon generals.Yan Yuan let go of Ning Zhiyu, and they stood together in mid-air, with an auspicious cloud under their feet.

"A-Ning...you are free."

All this happened so fast that Ning Zhiyu didn't even have time to react, he didn't even have time to answer the Demon Venerable, and before he could say those words that could hurt the other party, the Demon Venerable's body turned into blood mist and scattered around. go.

——His lover is very gentle, but treats him cruelly, never giving him a smile.