The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Chapter 443 The Last Journey (8)

At this time, in a mysterious place far away from here, in an extremely luxurious palace, a man in white clothes as white as snow was lying quietly on an exquisite bed.

Suddenly, as if he had received some inexplicable call, he sat up abruptly from the bed. The Yanwu Star Lord who was guarding beside him was immediately frightened and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The man only sat up for a moment, and then as if he had exhausted all his strength, he slowly lay down again, as if the action just now was just an unintentional moment.

Soon, the huge bedroom was filled with people. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and worry.

One of them asked anxiously, "What's going on, Yanwu Xingjun? What happened to the Emperor of Heaven? Has the tribulation ended?"

Yanwu Xingjun's face was full of solemnity. He slowly shook his head and whispered, "I don't know. Perhaps he suffered some kind of stimulation during the tribulation, which led to the situation just now."

After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought, feeling uneasy.

At this moment, Mo Shang was dealing with things in the Demon Realm. Without any warning, he felt a pain in his chest. He frowned and immediately disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he had returned to the Demon Palace and was walking quickly towards Yan Xue's room.

He smelled blood from afar, pushed open the door, and saw flesh and blood and a skeleton lying on the ground.

Seeing this, Mo Shang slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. He was quite impressive.

He shouted, "Come out."

Yan Xue had just entered the space and had not had time to take a spiritual spring bath when she felt the space being squeezed.

The oppressive feeling made her feel short of breath, as if a huge mountain was pressing heavily on her chest. She felt that she couldn't breathe.

She didn't expect this man to be so powerful that even she couldn't hide from him in space. If he really wanted to take her life, she was afraid that she would not be able to escape even if she fled to the ends of the earth.

She appeared in front of the man in an instant, and fell to the ground helplessly as if she had lost all support.

Her clothes were in disarray and she had no time to change them. The large patches of blood on her body were shocking.

The blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet completely dried, as if telling of the thrilling experience that had just occurred.

The man looked at the woman's miserable appearance with disdain, and curled his lips slightly.

He said sarcastically: "Aren't you usually quite capable? How did you get yourself into this state? You are such a laughing stock!"

When Yan Xue heard this, she felt endless bitterness in her heart. She opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

The man looked at the woman who was breathing out more than breathing in, and his brows furrowed involuntarily. Such an interesting "toy" must not die like this.

He fumbled around in his body and took out a pill, stuffed it into the woman's mouth, then left without looking back.

Yan Xue swallowed the pill and immediately felt a warm current flowing down her throat. The gradually dissipating vitality in her body seemed to have received some kind of call and began to revive little by little.

She struggled to raise her head, her eyes fell on the closed door, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

She flashed and returned to the space.

Time passed quietly, and two days later in the morning,

Mo Shang listened to his subordinates' report with a gloomy face, "Demon Lord, those ignorant disciples of the small sect have all been captured by us."

Mo Shang narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, he smiled coldly, and said disdainfully: "These people really overestimate their own abilities, and they are rushing here to die one by one!"

The Demon King echoed, "Yes, Demon Lord, they think they can shake the majesty of our Demon Realm with their insignificant strength. It's simply wishful thinking."

Mo Shang snorted and ordered, “Lock them up first, and when I’m in a good mood, I’ll kill them slowly.

The demon king responded respectfully, "Yes, Demon Lord."

On the other side, Yan Xue felt that her body had almost recovered after being nourished by the elixir and spiritual spring water, so she walked out of the space.

After thinking it over, she gritted her teeth and walked towards Mo Shang's bedroom.

Mo Shang was sitting lazily on the couch, looking up at her, "Why, are you recovered?"

Yan Xue pursed her lips and said, "I have recovered. I came here today mainly to thank you. These are some spiritual teas I saved before. They taste good. I brought them here for you, Demon Lord, to taste."

Mo Shang smiled playfully, not knowing what this woman was up to, but nodded anyway.

The woman picked up the teapot, gently and skillfully filled him a cup of tea, and then handed it to him with both hands.

Mo Shang took the teacup, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently, and the faint fragrance of tea spread.

He took a sip, and the rich taste spread on the tip of his tongue. He nodded with satisfaction, "It's really good."

Mo Shang put down the teacup, stood up and walked in front of Yan Xue.

He stretched out his slender fingers, pinched Yan Xue's chin, and gently lifted it up, forcing her to look up at him.

He lowered his head and gazed at this extremely beautiful little face. The delicate facial features seemed to be carefully carved by God. He couldn't help but touch it gently. She was indeed the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms.

"Do you want to stay?"

Yan Xue nodded. It didn’t matter whether she wanted to or not, she had to stay.

Mo Shang looked at the woman and smiled brilliantly. He really wanted to know why this woman had to stay by his side.

But it’s okay, he has plenty of time, just wait patiently.

A few days later, Yan Xue heard a knock on the door.

At this time, a demon soldier walked in, "Fairy Jinghong, this is something the Demon Lord asked me to bring you."

Yan Xue frowned. Didn’t the man go out? Why would he bring something for her?

But he still stood up and said, "Okay, thank you for your help."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed something to Yan Xue.

Yan Xue took a closer look, then looked at the demon soldier in front of her, took a deep breath,

He quickly went out and locked the door.

She walked up to the demon soldier, her eyes full of doubt, and asked softly, "Big Brother?"

After hearing the voice, the man's mouth slightly opened up, revealing a brilliant smile, and said softly: "Junior sister, it's me."

Yan Xue couldn't help but frowned and said worriedly: "Big Brother, why are you here? Don't you know how dangerous it is here?"

The man said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of, Junior Sister? Ever since you were captured by that demon king, I have been unable to sleep all day and all night.

I tried so hard to beg Master to come and save you."