My Demon Queen

Dao Wuchen frowned tightly, looked at Confucius helplessly, shook his head slowly and said: "I just calculated the hexagram, but I didn't predict a certain person. I also observed this person, and he doesn't seem to be..."

Having said that, Dao Wuchen paused. A complex look flashed in his eyes, and Ye An's hellish appearance involuntarily appeared in his mind. Even he, a powerful warrior in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, felt terrified at that moment. The suffocating aura of terror seemed to still linger in his heart.

At this moment, a trace of lingering fear appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

But Ye An's character is not like that, and everything becomes unknown again. The unknown often means full of dangers and surprises, just like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, which may jump out at any time to deliver a fatal blow.

Mo Qingcheng's face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were chilling to the bone. Naturally, she knew why Dao Wuchen didn't continue speaking, because Ye An really looked like a world-destroying disaster at that moment. The whites of his eyes were swallowed by darkness, and his whole temperament was like the most terrifying existence in the world, exuding a chilling aura.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the cold light seemed to be able to freeze people. Mo Qingcheng also understood that Ye An, who was like that, could not be a disaster star, with at least a 90% probability. Moreover, Dao Wuchen stepped out to smooth things over, only because of the pressure from Mo Ruxue and himself.

If they did not have such strength, Ye An would probably have been wiped out by them today.

Looking at Dao Wuchen's hesitant look, Kong Fuzi could only helplessly take a deep breath. His face was full of unwillingness and helplessness. He calmed down his inner waves and turned to look at Mo Qingcheng.

"Demon Queen, since Dao Wuchen is willing to wait and see, then I..."

"My demon clan and Qingcheng Academy will fight to the death."

Mo Qingcheng's cold words were like a sharp blade, interrupting what Confucius was saying. There was endless coldness in her eyes, and her beautiful face was full of determination and coldness.

From the moment Gu Shuchen wanted to kill Ye An, Gu Shuchen and the Qingcheng Academy behind him were already on Mo Qingcheng's kill list.

Confucius opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, his body trembling slightly, and looked straight at Mo Qingcheng. He really didn't understand why Mo Qingcheng was so ruthless to kill them all when he was clearly ready to make concessions.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes, which were already filled with coldness, were now even colder. She stared closely at Gu Shuchen who was about to wake up. As time passed, the coldness in her eyes gradually transformed into a murderous intent so strong that it made people shudder.

Then she slowly raised her beautiful eyes that were full of murderous intent. There was a cold light flashing in her eyes. She looked straight at Confucius without any warmth in her eyes.

Mo Ruxue, on the other hand, had an indifferent look on her face. She stood quietly by the side with her hands folded across her chest, like a sculpture, just watching everything happening in front of her with a calm gaze.

After Dao Wuchen heard Mo Qingcheng's words that he was going to fight to the death with Qingcheng Academy, he frowned slightly and finally sighed softly. He knew clearly in his heart that the final outcome of this matter would only change slightly.

So he stopped paying attention to Confucius and slowly turned his gaze to Mu Wushuang behind Mo Qingcheng.

Mu Wushuang also had a complicated expression on her face at this moment. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes revealed confusion and thought, and she stared at all this quietly.

Now she finally understood why Ye An had said that her stubborn temper would harm her. Isn't the current Qingcheng Academy the most vivid example?

Mu Wushuang slowly turned her head to look at Ye An who was still unconscious. Her face showed a look of entanglement and pain, and her eyes flashed with complex light. She thought to herself: Ye An, I already understand all this, but why did it have to be you? Will you really...

Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang could no longer think about it. The young man who seemed unruly and unruly in the Tianlin Mountains, but seemed to see through the essence of the world, might really bring disaster to the world in the future.

This filled Mu Wushuang's heart with contradictions and struggles, and for a while she found it difficult to accept this fact.

Confucius's face, which was originally calm at this moment, was now covered with dark clouds, and his old and hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth and slowly rang out: "Demon Queen, do you have to do this?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingcheng slowly withdrew her sharp gaze from Kong Fuzi with an expressionless face, and instead turned her gaze to Gu Shuchen who had already woken up.

Mo Qingcheng's flame-red eyes stared at Gu Shuchen closely, without the slightest warmth in them. Her icy tone seemed to freeze the air around her as she spoke:

"Ye An said that he would kill you. I will not stop him, nor will I attack you again. But if anyone dares to interfere, it doesn't matter. You and your Qingcheng Academy will be killed by my demon clan."

As the last word "kill" fell heavily, Gu Shuchen stared at Mo Qingcheng. At that moment, his eyes first revealed incredible pain, followed by deep despair.

He recalled all the admiration he once had for Mo Qingcheng, and all the love hidden deep in his heart, now vanished into thin air.

His heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss and was completely dead. The person whom he once admired so passionately was now so heartless to him. How could he not give up? His face turned extremely pale and he seemed to have lost his soul.

Mo Qingcheng retracted her gaze and looked at Master Kong again. She raised her head slightly, with determination and resoluteness in her eyes, and said clearly and forcefully, word by word:

"I, Mo Qingcheng, have always done things this way, understand."

At this moment, Confucius was finally completely enraged. His eyes widened and flashed with anger.

He frantically used all the spiritual power of his soul and actually broke free from Mo Ruxue's suppression. His eyes swept back and forth between Mo Qingcheng and Mo Ruxue, and then he quickly left the demon clan with Gu Shuchen.

However, before leaving, Gu Shuchen looked back at Mo Qingcheng unwillingly. His eyes were full of helplessness and deep reluctance, but were soon overwhelmed by despair.

However, at this moment, Mo Qingcheng moved. She waved her hand lightly, and a brilliant purple lightning flew towards Confucius. The purple lightning contained extremely violent energy and hit Confucius hard.

Having just used up all his spiritual power, Confucius was completely unable to resist at this moment and took the blow hard, which almost caused his soul to dissipate.

"When did my demon clan become a place where you can come and go as you please?"

Mo Qingcheng slowly raised her head, her beautiful red eyes looking coldly in the direction where Confucius left.

"Demon Queen, I will remember this attack."

Confucius' old and weak voice came from the sky, and then there was no sound.