Divine Seal: I am the princess of the demon clan

In the Holy Demon Continent, inside a palace in the Demon Clan’s heart city.

A Ling looked at her brother with a complicated expression.

"Why are you pinching my face?"

A Ling said this in confusion.

"Because it's cute."

Abao smiled awkwardly, and a smile appeared on his chubby little face.

"..."

"That's not funny at all."

A Bao poked A Ling's fair little face with his finger, and his black eyes sparkled.

"..."

A Ling looked at him expressionlessly.

Looking at her serious expression, Po couldn't help but poked her little face with his hand again.

"Take it easy."

"I'm your brother."

Po's tone suddenly softened.

Hearing this, A Ling gave him a look.

Then, A Ling took A Bao's hand and said, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Come train with me."

"too weak."

A Ling spoke slowly.

Under Abao's surprised look, she took Abao's hand and walked outside.

When I opened the palace door, the sky outside was pitch black.

Heart City, this demon city is black all over and is spread by darkness.

It's all black.

Bao and Aling have lived in this city since they were born.

They have long been accustomed to the darkness of this city.

They lived in a small palace, which was their mother's bedroom.

The Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragons were not born in human form. They were able to maintain their human form after practicing for a long time.

As they walked outside, they saw three familiar people.

These three people were from the Anti-Heaven Demon Dragon Clan, but because of their impure bloodline, they were not given much attention. At first, due to their mother, these people did not dare to do anything, but after their mother left the Anti-Heaven Demon Dragon Clan, the malice of these people increased exponentially.

They are tall, with dark scales on their faces, and their human form is incomplete.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and then she saw three tall figures walking towards them.

A Ling immediately pulled A Bao and ran back.

Just run back to the bedroom and you'll be safe.

No matter how arrogant these three people were, they would not dare to break into the bedroom.

The demon clan is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Without the protection of their mother, they can no longer get the favor of the Demon King, so they are naturally looked down upon by others.

A Ling and A Bao were blocked by them.

"We are the princes and princesses of the demon clan. If you attack us, aren't you afraid of arousing the wrath of the Demon King?"

A Ling trembled and pulled A Bao back.

"What's the use of unloved princes and princesses?"

Under A Ling's angry gaze, the three men punched and kicked them.

Before she could react, she was pressed to the ground. Then she groaned, and a limp body blocked her way.

She was stunned for a moment, with shock in her eyes.

A Bao lay on top of her to help her bear the malice from others.

At that moment, A Ling's eyes were red, and an indescribable feeling appeared in her heart.

Is this what it feels like to have a brother?

This was the first time in her two lifetimes that she felt this kind of emotion.

Under the beatings and kicks, she could hear the forbearing voice of Abao. Needless to say, Abao was beaten very badly.

But no matter how painful it was, Abao still protected her tightly and didn't let her get hurt at all.

Is this the love a brother has for his sister?

"She is also His Majesty's child, but the newly returned princess is much more favored than you."

With a bang, a punch hit Abao's body, and Abao immediately vomited blood.

Smelling the rust, A Ling wanted to push A Bao away and not let A Bao bear the burden alone.

She didn't expect that Abao would stop her movements with his hands.

Under her stunned look, A Bao protected her. They were very close and could feel each other's condition.

A Ling's mood suddenly became heavy.

One blow after another rang out, and the beating lasted for half an hour.

Half an hour later, they left. Ah Ling looked dazed, wiping the blood off Ah Bao's body with her little hands.

At this moment they were like two little animals in danger licking each other's wounds.

Most of the damage was borne by Abao, while A Ling only suffered some minor injuries.

Seeing Abao's bruised face, A Ling pushed Abao away with a trembling body, then gritted her teeth and carried Abao in a princess hug towards the bedroom.

She walked slowly, the strong smell of blood filled her nose, her throat suddenly tasted of rust, and her face turned pale.

A Ling struggled to place A Bao on the big bed in the bedroom, then sat down on the floor with her back against the bed.

A Ling was breathing heavily, and her mood was heavier than anyone else.

She never thought that Abao would protect her.

"hiss."

A Bao wanted to turn his body to see her, but he accidentally touched his wound and cried out in pain.

"Fool."

Hearing this, A Ling ignored her own pain and immediately said, "Pay attention to your wound."

Thinking of Abao's arrogance, she slowed down her tone.

"Take good care of yourself."

A Bao didn't dare to move and could only lie flat on his back. The little hand like a lotus root node was placed on his smooth forehead, feeling his body temperature.

She was afraid that he would have a high fever as his body recovered from the beating.

When I touched it, it felt icy cold, not warm at all.

A Ling's brows relaxed. The people of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan generally have a very low body temperature.

Now his body temperature has not risen, which means he is in good condition.

"take a good rest."

"I'm going out."

As soon as these words came out, Abao endured the pain and turned to look at A Ling, with confusion in his dark eyes.

The look seemed to be asking her where she was going.

"It's dark."

“It’s time to do something.”

A Ling left this sentence and turned away.

Before Abao could react, her figure disappeared from the spot.

A Ling left the bedroom and looked at the black flame in her hand.

Brilliant purple magic patterns crawled up her cheeks and her hair turned darker.

A Ling's eyes showed murderous intent.

She was going to kill those three people.

As the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a murderous night.

As a black magician, she had never been bullied like this.

She had never been insulted like this in her previous life. Anyone who dared to approach her would be killed in seconds. There was no chance for anyone to nag in front of her.

Who doesn't know that she is not easy to mess with? !

Now she has traveled to another world and become a princess of the demon clan. She originally wanted to act a little, to be ordinary, she has no interest in the throne or anything like that.

However, these three people dared to insult her like this.

It was strange, she had become a god, so why did she travel to another world? There was a blank in her memory, which puzzled A Ling.

Since this body was not yet old enough for enlightenment, she planned to wait a year before starting to master the dark arts.

Now she only has mental power but no magical skills.

In order to kill those three people, she could only forcibly use her mental power to temporarily improve her own realm.

From a person without any spiritual power, she soared all the way to the ninth level. Her face turned pale.

Her intuition told her that this was the maximum level her body could withstand. Forcibly increasing her own strength would put a heavy load on her body.

A black hexagram magic circle appeared under her feet. The next second, her figure disappeared from the spot.

It was a dark and windy night for murder, and the bright moonlight was dyed red.

Scream after scream was muffled by the barrier.