Quickly wear, pregnant lady, the male protagonist who has no descendants loves her like crazy

"Feng Wu, I'm going to the Demon Realm. I won't be in Zhengyang Palace these days. Take care of yourself."

Seeing Long Ao's angry yet restrained appearance, Feng Wu knew that someone in the God Realm had been harmed by the devil again, but it would not be a wise move to let Long Ao go to the Demon Realm alone.

"How about this, in my name, call the demon out of the demon world."

Feng Wu's method was indeed good, although not very fair. But as long as Mosheng left the demon world, they would have a way to deal with him.

But... Long Ao didn't want this to happen, he didn't want Mo Sheng to see Feng Wu.

"Let me think about it. You should know what Mosheng feels for you. I'm afraid you're in danger."

Feng Wu was a little puzzled. She thought she was quite powerful. As an emperor, she was one of the strongest people in the divine world. How could it be so easy for her to encounter danger? Why did she feel so weak in Long Ao's heart?

"Don't worry, I don't think the demon can do anything to me right now, so don't underestimate me."

Long Ao thought about it carefully, but still felt that it was inappropriate. "That's not possible. Nowadays, demons will do anything to achieve their goals. If he wants to take you away, we will be unable to defend ourselves."

Feng Wu shrugged helplessly and said, "I have a way to deal with the demons, just do as I say."

Looking at Feng Wu's determined eyes, Long Ao knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only nod and agree to Feng Wu's proposal.

A small figure hid in the dark, with a calculating look in his eyes.

Demon Realm

The raccoon cat spirit broke into the demon world. Although it was covered with wounds, it still sneaked to the door of the Demon Palace.

"Your Majesty, a raccoon cat spirit from the divine realm said it has something important to report to your Majesty."

Mosheng raised his eyebrows and became interested. "Oh? The raccoon cat spirit from the God Realm, could it be the one that Long Ao raised before?"

"Press it in. I want to know what important matter it is."

The raccoon cat spirit was grabbed by the neck and thrown to the ground. It was dirty all over and looked at Mosheng with wet eyes. It trembled slightly, and a petite woman appeared in front of everyone.

"Little raccoon cat greets the Demon King"

The soft and sticky voice made people feel inexplicably comfortable, but Mosheng was not an ordinary person. Just hearing such a voice made him even more irritated.

"Tell me, what's your business? If you dare to lie to me, watch out for your life."

The evil and cold voice of Mosheng frightened the civet cat, and he bravely said, "I heard the conversation between Long Ao and Feng Wu. They said they wanted to trick you out of the demon world in the name of Feng Wu and get rid of you."

"Oh?" Mosheng's eyes flashed coldly, and he said with a mocking smile, "You are Long Ao's former pet. How can I know whether what you said is true or false? What if you colluded with them to deceive me?"

The raccoon cat spirit was shaking with fear. It was telling the truth. It did not expect that the Demon King would be so suspicious. However, it had to make the Demon King believe it. It wanted to use the Demon King's hand to get rid of Feng Wu.

"What I said is true. I hate Feng Wu. She was the one who stole the Emperor of Heaven. If it weren't for Feng Wu, I would still be the Emperor of Heaven's favorite pet."

The demon put away the mocking expression on his face, stared coldly at the raccoon spirit, and after a moment he waved his hand at the demon soldiers in the room and said, "All of you go down, I want to question this beast."

The raccoon cat spirit suddenly felt hopeful. When there was no one in the room, the raccoon cat spirit stood up and tried to lean towards the demon with a soft and boneless manner.

As a result, the demon grabbed the civet cat spirit's neck with a big hand, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I believe what you say."

The raccoon's eyes lit up, but before he could react, the demon strangled his neck.

"Although I believe in you, I will not let go of anyone who has ill intentions towards Feng Wu, not to mention that you are a beast."

The corpse of the raccoon cat spirit was thrown to the ground in disgust by Mosheng. Mosheng waved his hand and the raccoon cat spirit was not even left with its corpse.

"Long Ao, if you really want to set a trap for me, I don't mind playing along with you."

"Mojiao, come out!"

As soon as Mo Sheng finished speaking, a lame woman appeared in the hall. This woman did not look like the one who wanted to harm Feng Wu before.

"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?" Mojiao's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and you couldn't tell at all that she was a woman.

Mosheng's cold eyes flashed, and he sat back in his chair. "How about this new body I found for you? Are you satisfied?"

Mo Jiao suppressed the hatred in her heart, lowered her voice and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life."

Mosheng sneered and said, "You can endure it, but remember, if I know that you want to hurt Fengwu again, I don't mind making you die."

"Next time you eavesdrop, remember to hide yourself. Go away."

Mojiao's whole body stiffened, and she turned around limping, one hand clenched tightly, her nails even digging into the flesh.

Of course Mo Jiao hated Feng Wu, but she also resented Mo Sheng. Although she was not the most beautiful woman in the past, her appearance could seduce many people after all.

But her current appearance was simply disgusting. Not only was her face covered with scars, but she was also disabled. Mo Jiao knew that Mo Sheng did this on purpose, just to avenge herself for having the intention of hurting Feng Wu.

Mojiao had thought about restoring her appearance and making the scars on her face disappear, but for some reason, the more she lost her magic power, the more obvious the scars on her face became.

Fengwu, just wait, I will never give up until I kill you.

Of course Mosheng knew the hatred in Mojiao's heart. The reason why he kept Mojiao was because she was still of use to him.

A few days later, Mosheng received a message from the God Realm that Fengwu wanted to meet him near Ling Island.

Mosheng rubbed his brows, looked at the puppet in his hand and said, "Fengwu, Fengwu, please don't let me down."

Feng Wu stood on the cliff of Qianyu Mountain on Ling Island. A breeze blew by, and her skirt swayed slightly, as if she wanted to fly away with the wind.

"Phoenix Dance"

A shout came from behind Feng Wu. Feng Wu turned around and saw Mo Sheng standing not far away.

It only took a moment for Feng Wu to discover the clue.

There was something wrong with the demon in front of him. Not only was there no emotion in his eyes, but even the arc of his mouth when he spoke was the same.

Feng Wu made a slight gesture that only Long Ao and the others who were hiding could see.

Jiuyang Divine Lord was very confused, "Emperor of Heaven, what does your Majesty mean by this?"

Long Ao narrowed his eyes and said, "Feng Wu asked us to stop our actions. This demon..."

Jiuyang observed carefully, slapped his forehead and said, "This demon is so fake, he is not a real demon."

Long Ao taunted, "You figured it out too? I wonder if Mosheng really underestimated us, or if he did it on purpose."