Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 140 Psychedelic Flower
Qian Juechen took a closer look, and saw that the young man in clean white clothes was tightly protecting the woman in his arms. A stern look flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed softly, with a hint of mockery: " It's actually you, half-demon Yanchi, no, you should be called His Highness Blood Region now."

"She belongs to the hall, if you want to snatch her, you have to kill the hall." Yan Chi's deep eyes were full of coldness.

The three villains in the original book gathered on the sacrificial altar, and the bodies of some characters who should not exist on the altar gradually dissipated.

The originally bright, bright and spacious place instantly turned into a gray and dark space, and the surrounding furnishings and buildings all disappeared.

They are now in a spacious and dark cave, Mo Yiran and the others are still bound, and their spiritual power cannot be displayed temporarily.

In the cave, there are many white skeletons, all of which are distributed around the wall. The white skeletons are more like being hung up, but——

There is no visible thin wire pulling the white skull.

And the most frightening thing is that there is a coffin made of white skulls hanging in the air above.

Mo Yiran and the others took advantage of the 'white coffin', and bursts of indescribable smells came out of the coffin.

But at this moment, the voice of the black heart flower sounded in Ye Qingwu's consciousness: "Ye Qing...cough, master, that is also a kind of coffin flower, called the psychedelic flower, you should take it away!"

Finding that Ye Qingwu didn't pay attention to what it said, it secretly got angry.

It continued to confuse Ye Qingwu and said: "Master, please take this psychedelic flower, it is not inferior to me at all."

Ye Qingwu finally replied to it: "Indeed, you are such a bit of rubbish."

The black heart flower retorted unconvinced: "Hey, master, how can you say me, I am so powerful, I can kill that psychedelic flower with a small leaf."

Ye Qingwu said with a hidden smile: "Then you come out and smoke!"

"Ahem... I can't do it." Hei Xinhua's guilty tone was obvious, "Well, I admit that the psychedelic flower is a few levels higher than me."

How many grades?

What is this concept?
Ye Qingwu sneered in her heart, this little black-hearted little flower really wants her life, how weak can a psychedelic flower that can put Chichi and the others in jail?
Ye Qingwu's tone was cold: "Why don't you tell me some of the characteristics and shortcomings of that psychedelic flower, so that I have a better chance of winning, instead of blindly letting me go on impulse at this time."

At the end, she added: "Do you think you are stupid or your master is me?"

Hei Xinhua felt guilty for several seconds, and then spoke flatteringly, and told her everything it knew without hesitation.

Yan Chi looked down and found that she was a little dazed, and he knew in his heart that he didn't disturb her, but protected her even tighter.

Suddenly, a piercing voice sounded: "Ye Qingwu, you are working with a half-demon!"

"Damn you! Ye Qingwu!"

Mo Weiwei's expression was ferocious, and her eyes were even more angry, as if Ye Qingwu had killed her parents.

"Why don't you die, you... ah ah..."

Before Mo Weiwei finished speaking, her throat was instantly tightened by a powerful force.

Seeing that Mo Weiwei was about to suffocate to death, Ye Qingwu stretched out her hand and pulled Chichi's sleeve, signaling him not to.

The murderous intent contained in Yan Chi's eyes suddenly disappeared when he looked at Ye Qingwu.

Yan Chi's deep voice rang in her ears: "She scolded you, she deserves to die!" There was a hint of grievance in her tone.

If it wasn't for the mysterious voice that suddenly sounded in Ye Qingwu's mind, asking her to stop Yan Chi from killing Mo Weiwei, with her personality, she would never have stopped it.

In this world, if there is no heroine in the original book, I am afraid that things will develop in one direction.

There is also a possibility that the world collapses and all characters do not exist...

At this point in her thoughts, she lowered her eyes slightly to hide the unknown expression in her eyes.

She won't let the world collapse, absolutely not!

"Chichi, leave her for now." She stretched out her hand and scratched the palm of his hand, then raised her eyes and smiled at him like a spring breeze.

Yan Chi's heart softened, and he looked at Ye Qingwu with an imperceptible affection in his eyes.

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Weiwei fell to the ground weakly, unable to even cough, and her face was flushed.

Qian Juechen squinted at Ye Qingwu and Yan Chi's secretly holding hands, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Qian Juechen smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, you can make a beautiful woman smile, but I don't know if the little master in your blood domain will be angry?"

He is sowing discord inside and outside the words.

Yan Chi was inexplicably nervous, even though he had nothing to do with the young master, he ignored her, but he was afraid that A Wu would misunderstand him because of this.

However, before Yan Chi could explain, Ye Qingwu looked at Qian Juechen and said, "The third prince of the demon clan, when did you gossip like this?"

When Qian Juechen was attacked by her, he should be angry, but he wasn't, instead he was a little happy.

really weird!
As a man, Yan Chi naturally sensed the meaning contained in Qian Juechen's inexplicable eyes.

Yan Chi said coldly: "The third prince of the Demon Race has been active in the Chaos Realm and the Immortal Cultivation Realm recently. Are you planning to unify the two realms?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became low.

The main reason is that the air pressure on Qian Juechen's body is very low.

Everyone present looked at Qian Juechen with vigilance and inquiry.

However, within a few seconds, Qian Juechen burst out laughing, the folding fan in his hand was shaken a few times by him, he looked at Si Ming who was quietly standing aside, and then turned his gaze back to Yan Chi.

"Since you already know, do you want to join forces and kill them all?" Qian Juechen was serious in his unruly manner.

Then he shifted his gaze to Si Ming who was dressed in red, and asked, "Do you hate? Hate kills the pillars of their respective sects!"

Hearing this, Si Ming replied without hesitation: "Okay."

"Brother Chen, please let me go, I am Ran Zhu, the holy maiden of the witch clan." The bound woman in a white dress shouted to Qian Juechen.

"What are you? You are the one who killed!" Qian Juechen said coldly.

The folding fan in his hand quickly moved towards Ran Zhu, the sharp blade of the folding fan cut her cheek and a strand of black hair, and the blood flowed down along the wound, if it wasn't for Ran Zhu's quick reaction, it would have been her head cut off!
Ran Zhu looked at the evil man in purple in horror.

Seeing this, Bei Mo Ruotang felt that something was wrong. According to this situation, they would definitely die.

It was absolutely impossible to seek help from the third prince of the demon clan with a weird personality. She had never seen the man in red before, so she could only focus on the boy in clean white clothes.

Bei Mo Ruotang said to Yan Chi neither humble nor overbearing: "His Royal Highness, save me, I, Bei Mo Ruotang, swear, I am willing to surrender to you and stand by for you!"

(End of this chapter)