My wife is not a demon

On the contrary, this son kept talking non-stop, especially in front of her husband.

The woman's lungs are about to explode.

Ji Heming came to his senses and hurriedly backed away.

The long whip scratched bloodstains on one handsome cheek, and a few drops of blood exploded into fine blood flowers as the whip swung.

Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, he gritted his teeth and drew out the long sword.

Snapped!

Before he could swing the long sword, he received a solid slap on the face, and was directly slapped on the ground.

It was Chen Mu who made the move.

Chen Mu signaled Bai Xianyu to step back, grabbed the lapel of the dazed prince who was beaten, and slapped him down several times in succession.

While slapping his face, he cursed:

"Emperor Star, right?"

"The future emperor, right?"

"My wife is your queen, right?"

"Establish a new dynasty, right?"

"..."

After more than a dozen slaps, Ji Heming's cheeks were swollen and blood was oozing, as if he had no strength to stop him.

To this day he still doesn't understand what happened.

Originally, he was lucky enough to absorb the Emperor's Star, and everything went smoothly, but now he was beaten into a pig's head for no reason.

Who's to make sense of this?

"Tomorrow!"

Seeing his son being beaten, Lord Yunzheng's tiger eyes burst out with bloodshot eyes, turning red.

He wanted to save someone but was stopped by Mo Hanshuang.

The huge wave of swords drawn was like a swimming dragon, and its momentum was terrifying, forcing the prince to retreat steadily. Countless sword lights fell like rain, manifesting mountain torrents.

At this time, everyone understood that Prince Yunzheng was at the end of his rope.

Fa Xiang's 'betrayal', Emperor Star's destruction...all the bargaining chips that could have established an advantage are gone.

Such a situation of losing everything completely broke the prince's mentality.

He still doesn't even understand where he lost, and why the good situation suddenly disappeared.

"My lord, surrender, your son is in my hands, you have already lost."

Chen Mu raised his voice.

lose?

Perhaps this word stimulated the prince's nerves, he roared: "This king will not lose!"

After speaking, he waved his palms to fight back.

The light of the sword crossed the mountains and rivers, and Mo Hanshuang became more and more courageous in the battle. As the blade swung around, with a snort, Lord Yunzheng's abdomen was cut bleeding, and he staggered back, his face was frighteningly white.

Prince Yunzheng clutched his abdomen, his expression appeared confused.

Looking at his subdued son and then at his unconscious wife, he gritted his teeth, raised his blood-stained palm, and crushed a red bead.

The red dust penetrated into the latter's nostrils, his aura rose, and his injuries recovered a lot.

Prince Yunzheng, who had a slightly ferocious face, rushed forward again.

"Go together!"

Seeing this situation, Xu Duozhu, Man Jiaye and other Hades masters all surrounded him and attacked the prince together.

At this time, even though Prince Yunzheng continued to use secret techniques, he still couldn't change the fact that he had become a bird in a cage. No matter how hard he struggled, it was difficult to escape from the encirclement of the crowd, and the aura in his body became weaker and weaker.

puff--

Blood sprayed out, and Lord Yunzheng flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, hitting the stone wall.

He staggered to his feet, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

His hair has been disheveled, and his clothes have been torn a lot. Compared with the previous height, he looks extremely embarrassed.

call out!

A long sword came through the air tearing through the air, but it was Xu Ruozhu who took advantage of the opponent's lack of defense and released the magic weapon.

The long sword contained an astonishing murderous aura, and saw the prince in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The latter is inevitable.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over and stood in front of the prince.

It turned out to be the princess who was unconscious before.

The long sword pierced into her heart without hindrance, and a coquettish blood flower bloomed, staining her chest red.

"lady!!"

Lord Yunzheng stayed for a few seconds before reacting and shouting, and quickly hugged the woman's precarious body.

He frantically sent spiritual power into the woman's body, intending to pull her back from the gate of hell.

It's a pity that the breath of a woman is passing away bit by bit.

The princess, whose face was as pale as paper, squeezed out a bitter smile, raised her hand to stop the prince from continuing to send spiritual power, and murmured: "Husband, this is all my fault, I shouldn't force you. Now we have lost , maybe... we lost at the beginning..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman's arm slowly slipped down, and she closed her eyes.

A tear of regret rolled down the corner of his eye.

"lady!"

Holding the corpse like a prince, weeping bitterly.