The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Chapter 470 The Last Journey (35)

Fang Lian just shook his head helplessly and said solemnly: "There is really no way. Her life span has been exhausted. This is an irreversible fact."

Hearing this, Mo Shang was struck by lightning. His body staggered back involuntarily, and his footing lost stability, and he fell to the ground.

But even so, he still held the woman in his arms tightly, fearing that if he let go, she would leave him forever.

The next moment, a ray of light flashed, and Mo Shang disappeared from the spot in an instant, holding the woman.

Mo Shang came to the stone cave again, carefully laid the woman flat on the spirit stone bed, and then began to frantically pile up top-grade spirit stones around her.

After doing all this, Mo Shang suddenly remembered that there was an extremely precious resurrection flower in his warehouse.

That was the holy medicine he had picked from the depths of the dangerous Demon Forest after Xue'er's death last time. It was said to have the power to bring the dead back to life.

He dug out the Resurrection Flower and hurried back to the cave. He gently opened the woman's tightly closed lips, put the Resurrection Flower in them, and let it slowly melt in the woman's mouth.

Then, Mo Shang took the woman's cold little hand and sat quietly beside the stone bed, his eyes unwilling to leave the woman's delicate little face for a moment.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Xueer would definitely wake up, and those who said she was hopeless must be liars!

One day, two days, three days...time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

During these three years, Mo Shang has never left the cave. He always stays by the stone bed, staring at the woman in front of him intently.

However, no matter how much he expected, the woman never opened her eyes, nor did she show any sign of waking up.

Gradually, the light of hope in Mo Shang's eyes dimmed and finally went out completely.

"My Xue'er...will never come back...never come back again..." he murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless sorrow and despair.

He suddenly appeared like a ghost and returned to the towering and majestic magic palace in an instant.

Everyone in the Demon Palace was surprised to see the Demon Emperor return.

You know, the last time the Demon Emperor and the Demon Queen suddenly disappeared without a trace for some unknown reason, they were gone for three whole years!

Mo Shang's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes flashing with raging anger. He reached out and grabbed a guard beside him, and shouted, "Where is that evil creature?"

The guard looked at the Demon Emperor in horror and swallowed hard. He had no idea who the "evil obstacle" the Demon Emperor was talking about was.

Before the guard could explain, Mo Shang had already lost his patience. He swung his arm and threw him away.

Poor guard, like a kite with a broken string, crashed heavily into the distant wall, spitting blood and falling to the ground.

The rest of the people were terrified when they saw this, and they turned pale, kept silent, and trembled all over, not knowing what to do.

Two demon kings realized that the situation was not good, so they turned around and hurried away to inform Lord Guangyin.

At this moment, Guangyin was sitting in the study with a loving face, telling the three-year-old prince all kinds of strange stories about the Demon Realm.

The little fellow listened with great interest and expressed his own opinions from time to time. Guangyin felt very pleased that at such a young age he had ideas that went beyond ordinary people. There was no need to worry about their Demon Realm not prospering in the future.

When Guangyin heard a commotion coming from outside the door, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Soon after, a guard came to report that the Demon Emperor had returned to the palace.

When Guangyin heard this, he was happy at first, but after listening to the visitor's description, his face instantly became solemn.

He looked down at the little prince beside him, his heart sank suddenly, and he said inwardly, "Oh no!" Something must have happened to the Demon Queen, and the thing he was worried about happened.

Without time to think, Guangyin turned around and shouted to Tal beside him: "Quick! Take the little prince and hide quickly. I will go and hold them off for a while!"

Tal was also a smart man. When he heard this, he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.

Without saying a word, he picked up the young prince and prepared to teleport.

But who would have thought that with a loud "bang", the door that was originally closed was kicked open by Mo Shang without mercy.

Wood chips flew everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air...

Seeing this, Guangyin hurried forward with a look of panic on his face: "Demon Emperor, you are back!"

However, before he could get close, Mo Shang swung his arm violently and threw Guangyin, who was in the way, to the side.

His face was as gloomy as water, and he strode straight towards Tal without looking around.

At this time, Tal was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

When had he ever seen the Demon Emperor look so terrifying?

Faced with the Demon Emperor's relentless pursuit, Tal subconsciously took a small step back and quickly hid the little prince in his arms behind him.

Then, his legs went limp and he fell to his knees, begging desperately, "Master Demon Emperor, please spare the little prince!"

Hearing this, Mo Shang snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves impatiently.

In an instant, a powerful force surged out, and poor Tal flew backwards.

Mo Shang slowly squatted down and stared at the thin boy in front of him, who looked only a few years old, with an almost scrutinizing look.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a sinister smile: "It's you...it's you who caused your mother's death."

When Guangyin and Tal heard the word "death", both of them trembled.

The little boy was not intimidated by Mo Shang's ferocious aura. Instead, he raised his head bravely and looked at the tall and ferocious man in front of him without fear.

He just waved his hand, muttered something, and instantly cast the magic he had learned. A ray of light rushed straight towards Mo Shang.

However, this small attack is nothing compared to Mo Shang, whose strength is unfathomable.

He just raised his hand and waved it lightly, and it was easily resolved.

Then, Mo Shang sneered and nodded approvingly: "The strength of the high-level demon king is indeed worthy of being the son of this emperor."

But at this moment, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his originally gentle eyes were instantly filled with ferocity and violence, and he gritted his teeth and said,

"But you shouldn't be living in this world at all!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Shang's right hand shot out like lightning and tightly grasped the little boy's delicate neck.