The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

He Er quickly adapted to the environment here and became lively again. She put her arm around Shiqi's shoulders and said some sweet words, which made Shiqi shy.

Seeing Shiqi's provocative gaze, Ziming could no longer bear it, so he stood up, turned his back and walked towards the top of the mountain. He needed some time alone to calm down and think, and deal with the chaotic emotions in his heart.

He Er grabbed Shiqi's hand and caught up with them, and said to Ziming:

"Wait for us, Ziming! Where are you going?"

There was a hint of anxiety and confusion in her voice.

Ziming's face was stern, and he answered briefly:

“To the top of the mountain.”

He didn't explain much, but just walked forward silently.

Tsuruji touched his chin and asked in confusion:

"What are you doing at the top of the mountain?"

She couldn't understand why Ziming wanted to go to the top of the mountain, and whether there was any special reason.

Ziming explained seriously:

"Meet up with Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian. And..."

After hearing this, He Er asked:

"What else?"

Ziming said nothing more.

He walked silently to the top of the mountain. He Er just felt that he was a little bit inexplicable. He complained to Shiqi:

"What have I done? Why is he always looking so gloomy? This guy is so weird!"

After hearing this, Seventeen smiled and comforted He Er:

"Don't worry, Master Ziming was just frightened and will be fine after a while."

Tsuruji asked doubtfully:

"really?"

Seventeen covered her mouth, chuckled, and nodded.

Ziming walked faster after hearing this.

This also led to Ziming, He Er and Shiqi disappearing in the barrier set up by Haihun in one step.

In the blink of an eye, Ziming disappeared. He Er was just dazed and looked at the small shells on the ground! How could Ziming be such a big man? ? ?

"Seventeen! Where's Ziming? Where did he go?"

Seventeen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Miss He Er with a smile in his eyes:

"I haven't seen Master Ziming yet. Maybe he has recovered his spiritual power and left us behind."

Tsuruji widened his eyes and said accusingly:

"Ah? I noticed he was a bit strange just now! It turns out he had already figured out a way to get rid of us! This is too much!"

Seventeen said to Tsuruji with an unknown smile:

"Ms. Heiji, this side looks like it will lead to the top of the mountain. Let's go this way!"

Tsuruji said hesitantly:

"But Ziming..."

Seventeen moved closer, took her hand and squeezed it hard, comforting her:

"Master Ziming is just one step closer to the top of the mountain. We will be able to see him there soon!"

Miss He Er took a deep breath and circulated her spiritual power, only to find that her body was empty. She had to give up the idea of ​​soaring into the sky and took the shortcut with Seventeen.

After walking for a while, Miss He Er suddenly smelled some refreshing floral fragrance. She turned to Seventeen in surprise and said:

"Seventeen! Come on, smell it, it smells so good! Why can't you see the flowers?"

He Er lowered her head and looked for flowers seriously, but found nothing. Just when she wanted to talk to Shiqi again, she found that he was looking at her with a determined look.

The usually obedient little white rabbit suddenly turned into a big bad wolf. He Er stared at him blankly. Her head hurt a little and everything around her was spinning. She fell to the ground exhausted and looked at the blue sky.

"What... happened... to me?"

Her voice became extremely weak and she had no strength left in her body.

The blue sky was blocked by Seventeen’s face. His face was still as handsome as ever, but his eyes were no longer obedient and cowardly. Instead, they became scheming and sarcastic.

The last words Tsuruji heard when he fainted were:

"Have a good sleep! When you wake up again, you will be the Crown Princess of the Elephant Tribe."

Shiqi carried He Er on his shoulders, went to the beach, and met someone.

He laid Miss He Er flat on the beach. Then he knelt on the ground, saluted the man, and said:

"Master, I have brought Miss He Er to you."

The man nodded, turned around and said:

"Very good, go back and claim your reward!"

Seventeenth time:

"Yes."

He never raised his head to look at the man from beginning to end. After reporting the task, he stood aside.

This person is the young master of the Elephant Clan, Xiang Yun.

Seventeen is his spy planted next to Heji, and Heji's every move is under his surveillance.

Seventeen told him that He Er came to Penglai Island to look for the Shennong Ding, and he followed without hesitation.

Of course, if we take He Er by force and bring him back to Xiangzhou, it will be equivalent to taking Hezhou, which is a great achievement! By the way, we can present the Shennong Ding to our father, which is the best of both worlds. Why not do it?

After a long storm, Xiang Yun finally arrived at Penglai Island. Unexpectedly, the sea was so powerful that most of the soldiers were injured in an instant!

Xiang Yun snorted coldly and said to everyone:

"This mission can only be successful, not failure! Do you hear me?!"

The soldiers replied:

"Yes! Young Master!"

Xiang Yun squatted down and observed the stunned He Er. Unlike He Er's normal skin color, Xiang Yun's skin was dark gray, like a rock eroded by time, revealing a cold and hard texture.

His eyes were deep and gloomy, as if he could see through everything, but they were full of cunning and coldness. His nose was high, but it gave people a feeling of arrogance and arrogance. Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it gave people a feeling of mockery and sarcasm.

Xiangyun's appearance is unique and striking, revealing his coldness, ambition and evil side.

His existence itself is a threat and danger to He Er, forcing him to remain vigilant.

His attire is gorgeous and mysterious, he wears a black robe embroidered with golden patterns, showing his dignity and majesty. He has a wide belt tied around his waist, on which is inlaid a dagger flashing with cold light, suggesting that he is always ready to use violent means to achieve his goals.

Xiang Yun was tall and strong, with clear muscle lines, as if every muscle contained great strength. He picked up He Er without any effort, admired He Er's beauty, and said to the unconscious He Er:

“He Er, He Er, I’ve already shown you special favor by sending you a marriage envoy, but you’re so ungrateful that you want to escape? Haha, you’re overestimating yourself! Guys, find a place for me. I want to consummate my marriage with my fiancée ahead of time! Hahahahahahaha!”

The soldiers knelt on one knee without any emotion and replied:

"Yes!"

Then they stood up and dispersed in groups of four to find a temporary shelter for their young master.

Xiang Yun's limbs are long and strong, his steps are steady and calm, and every step he takes while holding He Er is so confident and calm. His hands are large and powerful, and his fingers are long and flexible, as if he can easily control He Er's fate.