My Demon Queen

"Oh my god! That's so scary."

Xiaorou screamed, covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes widened with fear and disbelief.

"Biting and sucking blood?"

Xiaorou's voice trembled, and her eyes were fixed on Ye An, as if waiting for his answer.

When Ye An looked at Xiao Rou like this, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

In this dangerous and indifferent place, it feels so good to feel that someone cares about me.

"Yes, yes. Let me tell you, she specifically bites humans' necks, leaving two bloody holes with each bite. Then she lies on the person and starts sucking blood. It's so cruel and perverted..."

Ye An described it vividly, with an exaggerated expression on his face, and added some actions from time to time, as if he had really seen the horrific scene.

"Really? Is it really so cruel and perverted?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Ye An and Xiao Rou.

When Ye An heard this voice, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body seemed to be petrified.

He was very familiar with this voice; it was the voice of the evil female Mo Qingcheng.

His body became extremely stiff, his heart was filled with fear and despair, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xiao Rou was also startled when she heard the voice. She quickly turned around and saw Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng just stood there, there was no expression on her face, her eyes were as cold as ice, revealing a chilling chill that made people shudder.

She exudes a powerful aura that makes people feel an irresistible sense of oppression.

Because Mo Qingcheng and Mo Ruxue had the same appearance, and there were only three people in the mansion who knew Mo Qingcheng, Xiaorou immediately thought that it was Mo Ruxue who came, and she was immediately terrified to the extreme.

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed hard to admit his mistake.

Ye An's body turned very slowly, and then his sight fell squarely on Mo Qingcheng. At that moment, he forced out a slightly awkward smile on his face, then he gently opened his mouth and said, "Long time no see, sister."

When Xiao Rou heard Ye An's words, she was shocked at first, but then she quickly came to her senses. She knew very well that no matter how special their relationship was, it was definitely not something she could compare to.

Then, Xiaorou began to kowtow and admit her fault, muttering:

"Empress, please spare my life, Empress, please spare my life",

Xiaorou used so much force every time she banged her head against the ground that soon, bright red blood began to flow out from her forehead.

When Ye An caught sight of this scene, he rushed to Xiao Rou, who was still kowtowing, in a hurry, without caring that Mo Qingcheng was standing next to him. He held Xiao Rou tightly with both hands and tried his best to stop her from kowtowing.

Xiao Rou's face was covered with tears. She looked at Ye An with horror in her eyes. Then, she turned her gaze to Mo Qingcheng and said loudly in a pleading tone:

"My Lady Empress, this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with Big Brother Ye. Please don't make things difficult for Big Brother Ye."

Xiao Rou's words full of begging made Ye An's thoughts drift to the past. He remembered those people who had been ruthlessly drained of blood in front of him. They were also begging humbly, but this silly girl was actually doing it for him. Why? Silly girl, you should think more about yourself!

Ye An used all his strength to hold back Xiao Rou, who wanted to continue kowtow.

Xiao Rou was still staring at Mo Qingcheng with a pleading look. At the same time, she turned around and held Ye An tightly with her hand, as if she wanted him to beg for Mo Qingcheng's forgiveness together with her.

Ye An thought that this might be an idea that only humans would have, the idea called sacrifice.

Mo Qingcheng just stood there quietly, staring at the two of them motionlessly. She didn't say a single word, and her face didn't show the slightest change in expression. Only her eyes were filled with indifference.

Ye An looked at Xiao Rou's face which was covered with tears and blood mixed together, and her pleading eyes looking straight at him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a very faint smile. Then he gently wiped the blood on Xiao Rou's forehead and the mottled tears on her cheeks.

Then, he slowly pulled up Xiao Rou, who was still kneeling on the ground, and carefully protected her behind him. Then, Ye An turned his gaze to Mo Qingcheng and slowly said:

"None of this has anything to do with her. She didn't do anything. I'm the cause of everything. Can you please let her go?"

When Ye An said the first two sentences, his tone seemed very plain, but when he said the last two sentences, there was obviously a hint of pleading in his tone.

Xiao Rou stood behind Ye An and wanted to move forward but was stopped by Ye An in time.

And this scene was also clearly seen by Mo Qingcheng.

"Kneel down."

Mo Qingcheng's tone at this moment was filled with bone-chilling coldness and unquestionable command. Just by uttering these two short words, it was as if a gust of cold air was blowing in one's face, making one feel chilled.

With a dull "thump" sound, Ye An knelt down without hesitation, without the slightest hesitation, but his body remained straight and upright, standing like a pine tree.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Rou behind him immediately wanted to kneel down as well, but Ye An’s outstretched hand held her firmly, thus preventing her from kneeling.

"Have you forgotten who you are? What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"

Mo Qingcheng's tone became increasingly cold, as if even the temperature around them had dropped a few degrees.

Xiao Rou was already frightened and at a loss in this cold atmosphere, but Ye An's hands still held her tightly.

"I haven't forgotten. I just beg you, hoping that you can show mercy and let her go." Ye An's tone was full of pleading.

"Why? Do you care about her? You've only met once, but you're willing to take responsibility for each other. It seems like you both care about each other very much."

"She is the only living member of my clan that I have seen in this world, and she is just a little girl. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy and let her go!"

"Let her go?"

Mo Qingcheng turned her gaze to the trembling little girl. Although her face was full of fear, her eyes were fixed on Ye An's kneeling back.

"What if I don't agree?"

Mo Qingcheng withdrew her gaze and looked at Ye An again.

Ye An's throat was extremely dry, as if there was a fire burning in it, making him unable to speak. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks, but he was completely unaware.

Yes, if Mo Qingcheng didn't agree to let Xiaorou go, what could he do? Was he really going to watch this innocent little girl die because of him again?

To be honest, Ye An couldn't do it, but he also felt deeply powerless, and this feeling of powerlessness made him feel suffocated.

At this moment, for the first time in Ye An's heart, he longed for power.

He thought of his fellow tribesmen who had been drained of blood in front of him. They were once living beings like Xiaorou, but they were powerless because of their weakness.

A strong desire surged in Ye An's heart. He wanted to protect the people around him and had enough power to prevent such tragedies from happening again.

Ye An's eyes became firm. He looked at Mo Qingcheng and said slowly:

"If you can let her go, I am willing to be your loyal slave and please you with all my heart."

Although Ye An's voice was not loud, after saying this, he seemed to have used up all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

"Oh, how ridiculous! Isn't this what you should have done when you surrendered to me? Now you're using it as a bargaining chip?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with a sneer, her eyes full of disdain and ridicule.

Ye An felt powerless. He didn't know what else he could do to make Mo Qingcheng let Xiao Rou go. He raised his head and asked weakly:

"What do you want me to do in order for you to let her go?"

His voice was full of despair and helplessness, as if he had given up all hope.

Xiaorou's fear melted quickly like ice and snow in the sun, but her tears flowed like a broken dam.

In this demon territory, she met fellow demons for the first time and felt the warmth of care for the first time. Some people treated her as a normal person, some stood up for her, and some even knelt down to beg for forgiveness for her.

At this moment, Xiaorou felt that even though her life was about to end, she had encountered an extremely happy thing at this moment of death.

"Brother Ye, you don't have to do this. My humble body is not worth your efforts!"

Xiaorou sobbed, her voice becoming hoarse with sadness, and she shouted to Ye An with all her might.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ye An turned his head, his gentle smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and he whispered softly to comfort Xiao Rou.

"My Lady Empress, as long as you are willing to let her go, I will do anything for you."

Ye An said helplessly. He no longer stood up straight, but bent down and kowtowed to Mo Qingcheng.

Ye An's body slowly leaned forward, his forehead touching the cold ground.

"Brother Ye... woooo" Xiaorou cried even harder

Mo Qingcheng stared quietly at Ye An, whose head was on the ground. This seemed to be the first time he begged her, but for a servant.

The coldness in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes became more and more intense, and the anger in her heart also burned fiercely. This was the second time, the second time she was angry because of Ye An.

"That's what you said."

Her tone was filled with coldness and murderous intent, but deep down, there was a different feeling hidden in it that she herself hadn't even noticed.

Before Ye An could respond, Mo Qingcheng had already sucked him to her side and teleported away with him.

When Xiaorou saw this scene, she immediately became anxious and looked everywhere.

"He begged for your life. If you want to die, I will grant your wish now."

Mo Qingcheng's voice came from a distance, scaring Xiaorou so much that she dared not move.

With a bang, the door of a room was suddenly broken open, Mo Qingcheng walked into the room carrying Ye An, and then casually waved her sleeves, and the door closed tightly.

Mo Qingcheng threw Ye An onto the bed with a casual swing of his hand. The huge force made Ye An groan in pain.

Ye An tried hard to stand up, but he saw Mo Qingcheng's murderous eyes walking towards him step by step.

Ye An swallowed and instinctively wanted to step back, but Mo Qingcheng grabbed his neck.

"I didn't expect you to have such a kind side. You actually begged me for a woman you only met once. Hmm?"

Mo Qingcheng felt even colder at this moment, and her tone revealed a strong murderous intent.

Mo Qingcheng felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She didn't understand why she was angry because of Ye An's concern for another woman.

Her eyes became even colder, and the strength in her hands increased unconsciously.

"I... this is my fault after all."

Ye An's neck was pinched, his face flushed red, and he spoke with difficulty.

"Oh! Your fault? It is indeed your fault, but that woman, as a slave, did not do what she should do and just listened to your story. This is her fault."

Mo Qingcheng's tone was full of disdain and ridicule.