After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"You're right, I also think he deserves to die!" Fu Feng took over and said coldly.

Hearing his words, Xia Shu was stunned at first, and then continued to ask: "If Qian Luoye is really dead, who will take over the Demon Realm now?"

"Purple Nightmare." Fu Feng uttered a few words lightly.

"What? Purple Nightmare?" Xia Shu looked at Fu Feng in surprise, her face full of disbelief, "You mean, His Majesty the Nightmare is back?"

"Well, yes, he's back." Fu Feng nodded.

"That's great..." Xia Shu murmured, "He is the only person in the entire demon world who deserves my respect. Although he doesn't know who I am, during the hundreds of thousands of years that he has been in charge of the demon world, the demon world has never been as prosperous as it was in those years. Whether it is the demon world or the heavenly world, almost no one dares to provoke us..."

Hearing Xia Shu's words, Feng Ge subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Fu Feng.

Since entering Mingling Valley, she has learned more and more about Fufeng's past.

The legendary Demon Emperor Zi Cang Ye Yan is not as scary as imagined. Instead, he seems like a gentle and generous man.

Fu Feng didn't say much, he just picked up the wine glass and raised it to Xia Shu, "Miss Xia, let's not talk about the past. My friends and I just got here, and we have to thank you for your help time and time again."

Xia Shu smiled and also picked up the wine glass. "What a coincidence. During the day, you asked me why I wanted to help you. I told you at that time that you looked a bit like someone I know. What I want to tell you now is that you look a lot like the person you just mentioned."

"Haha, Miss Xia, you are joking, right?" Fu Feng smiled faintly, "How could I be similar to that person?"

"I'm not joking. The expression on your face when you spoke and the aura on your body are exactly the same as his. But I know that you can't be his. My Majesty the Demon Emperor is of noble status, so how could he come here? Besides, you are from the heaven, not the demon world, so you can't be him."

Fu Feng did not explain or admit it, he just drank the wine in the glass silently.

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After returning from the restaurant, Fu Feng stood alone by the courtyard wall for a long time.

It was not until late at night that Feng Ge came out of the house. Seeing Fu Feng standing outside with a serious face, she couldn't help but frowned, walked up to him and asked softly, "Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you? Why are you still here alone so late?"

"I'm fine, I just recalled some past events." Fu Feng shook his head slightly and explained, "I'm still very sad to hear about Xia Shu's experience. Back then in the Demon Realm, the Chiyan Clan was considered a very prestigious demon clan. Baili Jing proposed many times that I should appoint the Chiyan Clan leader as the elder of the Demon Realm, but he rejected it every time. I didn't expect that their clan would end up like this. Perhaps, I shouldn't have handed over the position of Demon Emperor to Qian Luoye. If it weren't for him, many things might not have happened..."

"Xiaofeng, don't blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. You might not have known that Qian Luoye would be such a person at the time." Feng Ge patted him on the back and comforted him in a low voice.

"I knew he was ambitious, but I didn't know he would be so cruel! In the tens of thousands of years that I was away, he made a mess of the demon world!" Fu Feng clenched his fists and said angrily.

"Don't be angry, didn't you deal with him last time? His original power and demonic soul essence have been refined by you, and he will never be able to reincarnate again." Feng Ge persuaded softly.

"Yeah." Fu Feng nodded slightly, then hugged Feng Ge into his arms, "Okay, it's getting late today, I'll accompany you back to the house to rest."

"Yeah, okay." Feng Ge took Fu Feng's hand and then leaned her head lightly on his shoulder.

Just as the two were about to enter the house, suddenly, an extremely strong spiritual pressure came from afar and approached towards the courtyard.

Fu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then whispered to Feng Ge: "Ge'er, go back to the house first!"

"What's wrong?" Feng Ge asked vigilantly.

"I feel someone is approaching our yard."

"Sure enough, things get uneasy here at night." Feng Ge looked around and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Feng, I'll stay and help you deal with them."

"No need, go back to the house first, I'll take care of it here." Fu Feng held Feng Ge's hand and said softly, "I'll be back to find you in half an incense stick of time at most."

Feng Ge hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly and warned: "Okay then, be careful."

Fu Feng nodded slightly, then released the hand that was holding her wrist.

As soon as Feng Ge returned to the house, an even stronger pressure enveloped the courtyard.

Fu Feng curled his lips slightly, then sat down at the stone table beside him and drank his tea slowly.

Soon, a group of men in black fell from the sky and landed on the open space in the yard.

Seeing Fu Feng sitting alone in front of the stone table, several men in black immediately surrounded him.

Fu Feng glanced around and raised a faint smile, "Aren't these the deacons of the Black Dragon Guardian? Why are you visiting my courtyard so late at night? Is there something important?"

"Haha, you recognized our identities without us saying a word?" The leading man in black sneered.

“The cultivation of most people here has been sealed, but you are emitting obvious fluctuations of spiritual energy. Apart from being the deacon of the Black Dragon, I really can’t think of any other identity you have.” Fu Feng replied calmly.

Hearing this, the leading black-clad man laughed, "Since you know our identities, you should also know why we came to you?"

Fu Feng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and replied calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly. Why are you beating around the bush?"

“Hahaha, you’re really straightforward!” the man in black laughed arrogantly, “In that case, I might as well be frank. We fell in love with your sword during the day. As long as you give me your sword, I can promise you that we won’t make it too difficult for you in the trial in seven days.”

"What? You are interested in my sword?" Fu Feng pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, we can see that the sword you used to perform sword-controlling skills during the day is a peerless artifact. As long as you hand over the artifact to us, we will never make things difficult for you." The leading man in black said in a deep voice.

"Haha, you have a really good idea. But why do you think I will give away my sword?" Fu Feng put down the teacup and asked with raised eyebrows.

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