The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The Red Dragon is back, and he no longer eats anything. Before, he felt that everything was so fresh and interesting. He was also willing to try all the delicacies in the world, see all the beautiful scenery in the world, and listen to all the stories in the world.

Now that Huanhuan is dead, everything becomes meaningless.

His mouth felt bitter and he didn't want to speak anymore. He locked himself in the West Hall, holding the sugar figure of Huanhuan in his hand, looking at it over and over again.

Chu Wanxin carefully dressed up the unconscious Chu Wanning and let her lie on a piece of ice jade, waiting for Fu Qian to come and see her so that she could continue to act out the drama of life and death in a pretentious manner.

But Chilong did not come, and Chu Wanxin was unwilling to wait any longer. She set her eyes on the child born by Chu Wan Ning. She pinched the child's butt hard, and the child instantly burst into tears in pain. She carried the child to the door of the West Hall with satisfaction, changed her expression, and knelt down on the ground, holding the child and crying until she almost fainted.

"Tian Zun! During the time you were out, my sister! Wuuwuwu! My sister was too sad and gave birth prematurely! My sister gave birth to a baby boy and then fainted. Please go and see her quickly! If you are late, there will be no chance! Tian Zun... please come out and take a look..."

Chilong heard a baby crying in the darkness. It was the first time he heard a baby crying. It was so loud that he couldn't calm down and miss Huanhuan.

Fu Qian's consciousness attacked him like crazy in his sea of ​​consciousness. Whatever, it was meaningless. Chi Long was disheartened. Fu Qian's consciousness prevailed, pressing Chi Long into a corner and taking control of his body.

The red dragon closed his spiritual consciousness and fell asleep in Fu Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fu Qian finally regained control of his body. Without caring about anything else, he appeared outside the door like a madman and saw Chu Wanxin kneeling on the ground holding the baby, looking pitiful.

He took the baby with trembling hands. This was his child, but Wan Ning...

Chu Wanxin cried on the ground, he choked and said:

"My sister has lost consciousness after bleeding too much!"

After hearing this, Fu Qian could no longer wait a minute or a second, and rushed to the East Hall with the child in his arms. At this moment, he knelt in front of Chu Wan Ning's bed, and his hands holding the child were shaking violently.

He gently placed the baby next to Chu Wan Ning. The child seemed to sense his mother and stopped crying.

Fu Qian looked at Chu Wan Ning, who was pale on the bed. She was so thin and lying on the huge cold jade bed. If it weren't for the little bit of warmth and slow heartbeat, he thought he was going to lose her again.

Fu Qian held Chu Wanning's hand tightly but didn't dare to squeeze it hard, fearing that it would hurt her. He choked and said:

"Wan Ning, you've suffered. I'm late, can you please open your eyes and look at me? Look at our child! I'm back, Wan Ning! I'm back... Please, open your eyes and look at me..."

He was extremely sad and regretful! He hated himself for being greedy and provoking the Red Lotus of Karma, which led to chaos in the world and the destruction of his family.

He excitedly raised his hand to release Chu Wan Ning's blocked spiritual power. The spiritual power shackles were opened, and Fu Qian's spiritual power went straight to Chu Wan Ning's heart meridian to repair it, but he found that where the spiritual power passed, the meridians actually cracked and damaged...

Blood was flowing out of Chu Wan Ning's mouth, and Fu Qian panicked and quickly withdrew all his spiritual power. He touched Chu Wan Ning's face with trembling hands, trying to wipe the blood away with his hands, but the more he wiped, the more blood came out, and blood was everywhere.

Fu Qian hated himself for making Wan Ning suffer again. He destroyed her heart veins with his own hands.

Fu Qian was so distressed that he couldn't breathe, his heart was broken, and he wanted to chop off his own hands!

He howled to the sky, and his grief-stricken voice echoed throughout the demon world.

Chu Wanxin showed a cold smile at the door. If you solve it well, it is equivalent to killing her with your own hands. Then Chu Wanxin changed her face, stepped into the hall sadly, knelt down in front of Chu Wanning's bed with a plop, and shook her hard.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Sister, get up quickly, I'm scared..."

Fu Qian used his spiritual power to push Chu Wanxin away and shouted at her excitedly:

"Get away!"

Then, he hugged Chu Wan Ning and held her in his arms, refusing to let go.

Chu Wanxin knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately!

"God of Heaven! This is the cold jade bed I found for my sister. It can keep her spirit alive. I hope God of Heaven will put her on the cold jade bed!"

Fu Qian knelt beside Chu Wan Ning with his head covered. After listening to Chu Wan Xin's words, he put Chu Wan Ning on the cold jade bed and looked at her blankly.

Chu Wanxin knelt on the ground and pleaded:

"I am willing to protect my sister day and night and use the best medicine in the world to nourish her body until she gets better."

Fu Qian said in despair:

"It's no use. Her heart was shattered by my own hands."

Chu Wan couldn't bear to see him sad, so she tried to comfort him:

"Tianzun, this cold jade bed can repair the meridians. Don't worry, sister will get better!"

Fu Qian's eyes lit up, he turned to look at Chu Wanxin and asked:

"really?"

Chu Wanxin nodded affirmatively.

Fu Qian murmured to himself:

"That's good. There is still hope. There is still hope."

Chu Wanxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his emotions had stabilized. She began to doubt whether she had been too harsh. It was not her intention to make Fu Qian so distraught!

Just as she was daydreaming, she heard Fu Qian say to her:

"I'm sorry for what happened just now. You helped Wan Ning so much, but I scolded you... I'm really sorry..."

When Chu Wanxin heard Fu Qian apologize to her, her eyes instantly sparkled with admiration and love. She shook her head vigorously, smiled with tears in her eyes and said:

"It's okay, please don't worry about it!"

At this time the baby started crying, and Fu Qian picked him up clumsily, not knowing how to coax him.

Chu Wanxin stepped forward and stood in front of Fu Qian, saying gently:

"Tianzun, the little prince must be hungry. I can't breastfeed him now. This is the goat milk fruit I went to Lingshan to find for him. This fruit is rich in nutrients and spiritual power, which is good for growth and cultivation. I can only use this to let the little prince make do with it."

Fu Qian was confused by what he heard. Chu Wanxin stepped forward bravely and carefully placed the goat milk fruit next to the little prince's mouth. She squeezed out the milky juice and dripped it on the corners of the little prince's mouth. Only then did the little prince stop crying.

Chu Wanxin smiled gently and said to Fu Qian:

"Tianzun, please give the little prince a name! The little prince cannot be without a name!"

Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at Chu Wan Ning, and said in a low voice:

"But Wan Ning hasn't woken up yet."

Chu Wanxin stared at Chu Wanning fiercely from a place where Fu Qian couldn't see, but she pretended to be concerned and said:

"Tian Zun, you can't just indulge in sadness and the past. You can't leave your little prince without a name until your sister wakes up!"

After Fu Qian heard this, he froze and did not respond.

Chu Wanxin suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing and touched Fu Qian's sore spot.

She quickly explained:

"I was wrong, Heavenly Lord! I shouldn't have spoken nonsense about your family affairs. Please forgive me."

Fu Qian didn't say anything. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop clearly.

Chu Wanxin knelt on the ground, not daring to get up.

After a long while, Fu Qian said in a hoarse voice:

"His name is Chu Huiwang."

Chu Wanxin was stunned. Is that so? Do you love her so much? Even the child's surname will follow the mother's? Do you want Chu Wanning to look back at you?

I'm sorry, this is impossible, I will never let her come back. Can you look back at me, Fu Qian?

Chu Wanxin responded in a low voice with a lost mood.

"Yes."