The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

Miss He Er and Seventeen were unable to keep their balance in the panic and fell from Kun's back into the raging sea.

Chu Wan Ning immediately reached out to grab it, but her hand passed by He Er's.

He Er, who fell into the sea, tried to use her spiritual power to hold up a protective shield. However, she was surprised to find that the spiritual power in her body was not flowing smoothly and was constantly dissipating.

What on earth is going on? There is something wrong with this sea!

Seventeen struggled hard in the sea, his hands waving in the waves, trying to grab anything that could save his life. His voice was full of despair and fear, almost screaming:

"Ms. Heiji, save...save me! Ah!"

His eyes were fixed on He Er in the distance, as if asking her for help.

He Er looked over and saw a huge wave rolling up from behind Seventeen, hitting him like a wall of water. The wave was like a huge monster, roaring and rushing towards him.

In just a moment, Seventeen's figure disappeared into the sea.

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart. Just as she was shocked, the huge wave suddenly hit her and threw her into the sea.

Seeing this, Ziming jumped off Kun's back without hesitation and swam towards the place where He Er fell into the sea. His body was agile and he shuttled through the waves like a dragon.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring at Tsuruji's figure in the waves. After taking a deep breath, he dived into the sea and swam towards Tsuruji like a nimble fish. The sea whistled in his ears, but he was fully focused on the target in front of him.

When Ziming approached Heer, he reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly. Heer was almost unable to breathe due to the seawater. Ziming's arm was as hard as steel, supporting her weight steadily. He pulled upward with force and finally pulled her out of the water from the waves.

He Er struggled in the sea water, but when she saw Ziming's face, a trace of gratitude and relief flashed in her eyes. She held on to Ziming tightly like an octopus, as if she had found a life-saving straw.

Although this posture hindered Ziming's movements, he still tried his best to let He Er float on the sea surface so that he could breathe.

At the same time, Chu Wanning, Fu Qian and Yaoqin also lost their way in the storm and lost contact with He Er.

They fought each other in the storm, their lives and deaths uncertain.

After struggling for a while, Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian were escorted to the island by the Kun group.

There was indeed something wrong with that sea area. Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian also lost their spiritual power. They only managed to avoid falling into the sea by holding on to Kun tightly. They lay exhausted on the shallows. Chu Wan Ning regretted it in her heart. She was careless. The journey to find treasure was extremely dangerous! She shouldn't have brought Miss He Er here. Now their lives and deaths were uncertain. It was really worrying.

Chu Wanning controlled the Kun group to patrol the coast and found no stranded people. After searching in vain, the Kun group circled Chu Wanning and whispered a few times, saying goodbye to Chu Wanning in Kun language. Chu Wanning patted their heads gently, signaling them to go. The Kun nodded and said goodbye to Chu Wanning and Fu Qian, and flew to the island, flying back to where they lived.

Chu Wan Ning looked at the boundless sea with a sad look. The sea that had just transformed into a violent sea beast now became gentle and pleasant.

"Fu Qian, what should we do? Miss He Er is missing now. It's all my fault. I promised to bring her here."

Fu Qian put his arm around Chu Wan Ning's shoulders, looked at the sea with deep eyes, and said to Chu Wan Ning:

"Don't worry! They won't die! When Ziming jumped into the sea to save He Er, I saw a silver-white tail, which looked like a dragon's tail."

Chu Wan Ning turned to look at Fu Qian and asked in disbelief:

"Did you really see it clearly? The Dragon Clan never has anything to do with humans. They live in the deep sea. Normally, no one has seen them. Moreover, Ziming has been in He Mansion for many years."

Fu Qian nodded and said:

"I am sure I am not mistaken. With him here, Miss He Er will definitely not drown. But I don't know why Ziming is living in He Mansion."

Hearing this, Chu Wan Ning felt relieved. As long as Miss He Er was fine, it would be fine. Chu Wan Ning looked around and thought about what to do next.

Unlike the unpredictable storm at sea just now, the Penglai Island is sunny and green.

She felt her spiritual power slowly recovering, but the speed was very slow.

Chu Wan Ning looked around for a while and found that there were no towering trees on the island, only some newly grown grass and some dehydrated and withered aquatic plants.

However, at the top of the mountain in the center of the island, there is mist and clouds, like a fairyland.

From afar, the outline of a palace can be vaguely seen on the top of the mountain. It stands there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Fu Qian and Chu Wan Ning looked up at the mountain and the outline of the palace on the mountain, and they had already made a decision in their hearts. They must reach the palace, which is the most prominent and special place on the entire island. Perhaps Miss He Er who had been separated would also go there.

Although they had recovered some spiritual power, it was not enough to support them to fly with the sword. So, they began to walk along the mountain road to the palace. The mountain road was rugged and covered with withered and rotten water plants and newly grown tender grass. They walked forward carefully, fearing that they would fall if they were not careful. The surrounding environment was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of Kun and the sound of wind.

As they gradually approached the palace, the scattered buildings around it became more and more beautiful. The cracks between the rocks were full of unknown flowers, and the mountain flowers were in full bloom. Even due to rainfall, a gurgling stream was naturally formed, as if they were in a paradise.

Finally, they arrived at the palace. Chu Wanning and Fu Qian could see its true appearance. Unlike when they were watching from a distance, the palace on the fairy island was located in a verdant bamboo forest, surrounded by clear streams and colorful flowers. The appearance of the palace was simple and elegant, built with natural stone and wood, and every brick and tile revealed the vicissitudes of time. The roof of the palace was covered with glazed tiles, which sparkled brightly in the sun, giving people a solemn and mysterious feeling.

Chu Wan Ning was full of doubts as to how the environment here could be preserved so well, as if it had never been eroded by sea water.

With these questions, they came to the palace and found that the palace gate was closed, as if no one lived there. They looked around, trying to find a way to enter the palace. Finally, they found a small door next to the palace with a gem inlaid on it. They walked closer and found that the gem was actually a spiritual stone, emitting a faint light.

Fu Qian and Chu Wanning looked at each other, with a determined light in their eyes. They understood that this spiritual stone was the key to the palace.