The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

Niu Dali knew it was her when he heard that the Ji Le Fang ship was split in half by the Xuan Yuan Sword! But the wanted order showed a man! Did she give the Xuan Yuan Sword to that man?

He came unwillingly to look for clues, but unexpectedly ran into the girl he loved!

When he saw the faces of Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian, he was stunned. These two people were clearly the women he had seen before!

"You...why are you here?"

Niu Dali widened his eyes and asked stutteringly.

Chu Wanning and Fu Qian also recognized Niu Dali.

Fu Qian grabbed Chu Wan Ning's hand without a second thought and immediately sped away on his sword.

Niu Dali immediately shouted in panic:

"Koi girl! Don't run! I mean no harm to you! I'm here to find you!"

After hearing this, Fu Qian quickly stopped his flying sword and responded loudly: "What do you want to talk to me about? I have nothing to say to you."

After saying this, Fu Qian's originally tense face turned even more grim, but Chu Wanning, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but reveal a hint of suppressed laughter.

Niu Dali was worried that Fu Qian would suddenly fly away, so he quickly controlled the flying sword under his feet and blocked Fu Qian's way. Because the situation was critical and sensitive at the moment, Fu Qian did not dare to use his real powerful sword easily, so he had to change to an extremely ordinary sword to cover it up.

Then, Niu Dali lowered his posture and pleaded with Fu Qian in a low voice:

"Miss Koi, please believe me. Ever since we last met, I have been thinking about you day and night. Would you be so kind as to allow me to go with you? I can assure you that I will stand on the same front with you and will never betray you!"

However, Fu Qian was not willing to even look at Niu Dali's request. He just turned his head away, indicating that he did not want to face Niu Dali's extremely ugly and uncomfortable face.

Especially when he saw Niu Dali's bloodshot, red and swollen eyes like a rabbit, Fu Qian felt nauseous and uncomfortable. At this moment, Fu Qian's heart was filled with all kinds of complicated and unspeakable emotions, which was really uncomfortable.

Seeing Fu Qian so embarrassed, it was simply impossible to continue the conversation with Niu Dali. Chu Wan Ning had no choice but to come forward to help Fu Qian out. She whispered to Niu Dali:

"Mr. Niu, I'm really sorry. We are not going the same way as you, so we can't go with you. Please forgive us. It's fate that allowed us to meet each other this time, but as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. Why don't we say goodbye here and go our separate ways?"

However, surprisingly, after hearing these words, Niu Dali not only did not show any sign of giving in, but his face was full of resentment and anger! He retorted with wide eyes:

"What do you mean by saying goodbye and going our separate ways? I will never agree to such an arrangement! I just want to follow Miss Koi closely!"

Facing the stubborn Niu Dali, Chu Wanning could only persuade him earnestly:

"Mr. Niu, you may not understand the situation. Koi girl already has someone in her heart, why are you so persistent? In my opinion, you should give up this idea as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Niu Dali burst into tears and almost collapsed. He cried out:

"Since we last parted, I have been searching for you all the time! I really want to see you again! Although I know your name is not Koi, I actually know the real Koi. I have always known your true identity! No matter who you are, I only recognize you! Please take me with you! Otherwise, I would rather die in this life!"

Niu Dali's feelings for Fu Qian are like the brightest star in the quiet night sky, which is unspoken but gleams with a fiery light. His heart has long been occupied by Fu Qian, and he is obsessed with him beyond words.

Fu Qian's indifference and silence, like a cold sword, pierced Niu Dali's heart. He longed for Fu Qian's response, even just a glance would be enough to satisfy him. However, Fu Qian was always as cold as an iceberg, making Niu Dali feel endless despair.

At that moment, Niu Dali's heart was completely broken. He could not accept Fu Qian's indifference and ruthlessness, and could not bear the pain of losing Fu Qian. He took out a knife and pointed it at his heart, hoping to end his pain.

"I told you not to listen! I want you to understand today! You can only choose one between death and her! Since she doesn't want you, then I don't want you either!"

Niu Dali's voice was trembling but firm, as if he wanted to release all the pain in his heart.

However, the imagined pain did not come. A strong hand grabbed his wrist, preventing him from moving forward. The owner of that hand was Fu Qian.

"You finally...finally looked at me!"

Tears welled up in Niu Dali's eyes, and he looked at Fu Qian with tears of joy, as if he saw the best dawn of his life.

Fu Qian's eyes were deep and complicated. He let go of Niu Dali's wrist and looked at his tearful face. He was filled with helplessness. When would this person understand that he had only used him in the first place?

"You saved me again!"

Niu Dali's voice was full of gratitude and joy. He followed Fu Qian closely, as if he wanted to freeze this moment in his heart forever. His eyes were gleaming with blazing flames, as if he wanted to melt Fu Qian into them.

"So what if I saved you?"

However, Fu Qian looked at him coldly, with a mocking smile on his face. He pushed Niu Dali away with force, his tone cold and firm:

"So what if I saved you? Things in this world will not have results if you force them. Please open your eyes and see that I have no intention of you. Please leave quickly and don't bother me again!"

I, Fu Qian, am a straight man, and my favorite is Chu Wan Ning! Not you, Niu Dali!!!

Fu Qian’s cold attitude is enough to discourage anyone with an idea!

But Niu Dali was not an ordinary person. His face was as thick as a copper wall and his ears were full of earwax, so he could not listen to any unpleasant words! He still had a flattering smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about Fu Qian's indifference and ridicule. He gently stroked his chest, as if he was feeling the warm touch of Fu Qian when he saved him just now.

Fu Qian was rarely discouraged, he was not afraid of bloodshed when it came to wielding swords and knives, he would just roll up his sleeves and start fighting, but when it came to the persistent peach blossom debt, he was completely helpless and had a huge headache!