Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

A flash of sadness flashed across Yueji's equally purple eyes. She was created by Ye and had been with Ye for thousands of years. Now, was she going to end up in the hands of her great demon king?

fair enough……

There was a flash of white light, and Yue Ji's body was pierced by a sword.

Her veil was taken away by the sword, revealing a face that was exactly the same as the night beneath a pair of gorgeous purple eyes.

The two of them are like twin sisters, with almost no significant difference between them. The only distinguishing feature is their expressions.

At this moment, Yue Ji looked relieved, with a relaxed smile on her lips.

That’s great! Those violent, crazy emotions will never make her feel painful again.

The Sword of Immortality in the illusory state severed cause and effect with one sword, breaking the master-servant relationship between the monster and the creator, repairing the broken souls and making her a truly independent creature.

……

Tsukhime touched her body and found that she was fine! ?

She was puzzled and looked at Ye again, her eyes clear. She would never love and trust him wholeheartedly as she did before, treating him as if he were her own life.

"Demon King...sir?" Yue Ji was puzzled, but she had a feeling of freedom, as if a dog that had been shackled for a long time had finally been untied. However, she was still puzzled and did not dare to leave.

Ye smiled at her, "Yueji, thank you for your hard work over the years."

She did not stop her movements. The illusory and extremely fast Changsheng Sword was like an embroidery needle, piercing through dozens of monster ministers present, and then she ran out happily.

Heading towards the assembled monster army.

It takes energy to complete the soul, but the merit gained from liberating the soul makes up for it.

In short, this is a hassle-free business with no profit or loss.

Thousands of years of creation by Ye are now all independent of her, and have truly become species that can reproduce on their own and experience birth, aging, sickness and death.

Yue Ji looked at Ye, who was full of divinity, and knelt down again: "It's not hard, it's my honor to serve you!"

Even without that aura that made her blood boil, she was still fascinated by Ye.

Ye lifted her up and she knelt down. She was not a god who needed to rely on faith to live. Everything she did came from her heart.

You don't have to kneel when you see her.

She walked down the stairs step by step, towards what she wanted, and asked Yu Ci softly, "I wonder... have you calmed down?"

She knew that Yu Ci did not want a war between races. By liberating all monsters and disbanding the monster soldiers, she would forever eliminate the possibility of her launching another conquest of the Mia continent.

She was making up for her mistake of pretending to obey her and deceiving her.

Yu Ci understood what she meant, so she just asked, "Is it a big burden on your body to use so much strength just after you recovered your memory?"

Ye hissed. The purple magic mist in her body was indeed surging, but it was suppressed by the magic circle.

Restoring memory does not mean that the injuries on your body will be healed.

Otherwise it’s not called memory recovery, it’s called great recovery technique!

Yu Ci's face turned cold. So he was just pretending despite being injured?

She grabbed Guo Ye's wrist and wanted to take his pulse, but then she remembered that his body was in a state of pure energy, and the medical skills she had learned were of no use at this moment.

She was a little annoyed that the other person didn't take care of his body, but she couldn't effectively reprimand her, so she could only throw the hand back, "Only by living well can you get my forgiveness, understand?"

“But I’m not really angry anymore.”

As soon as she finished the second sentence, she was hugged tightly by strong arms. Yu Ci wanted to struggle, but she thought about how hard and bitter the journey this idiot had gone through was.

Because of the heartache, I finally didn't push him away.

Ye hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Yu Ci, are you really the salvation given to me by God?"

Even if she died at this moment, she was willing.

But Yu Ci patted him on the back and said, "No, all of this is the result of our bumpy journey."

Ye saw a faint pink silk thread reappear on his empty wrist, entwined with the girl in his arms, hanging around her waist, shoulders, and hair.

They are like acacia trees hung with red cloths for making wishes.

(Friends, I'm on a business trip these two days, and I'm still typing away in the hotel. I may not be able to add too much. Wait until I get back????_????)