Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Why do you call her princess?"

Yu Heng stared at Yuan Du, but Yuan Du just held Fu Xiao's robe tightly.

"Princess Fu Xiao, the Lord is in the main hall."

Yuandu reminded to speak.

Yu Heng's eyes trembled violently. Fu Yuan and Fu Xiao felt a surge of shock in their hearts. Yu Heng looked at Fu Xiao in doubt.

"Are you the demon princess?"

"I-No, I."

Fu Xiao opened her mouth to explain, feeling extremely conflicted.

Yuan Du took advantage of Fu Xiao's distraction and quickly fled towards the main hall.

"Elder Yuan, why bother struggling anymore?"

Ruosu no longer cared about the friendship between fellow disciples. She stabbed with her sword, and blood stained the ground. There was no sound anymore.

Yu Heng, who has been with Fu Xiao for such a long time, naturally understands her. She is simple and innocent, and all her emotional fluctuations are revealed on her face. She never hides her emotions.

It's obvious from his look at this moment that he is feeling guilty.

He didn't want to believe that Fu Xiao was actually a member of the demon clan. But the way she didn't even dare to look at him at this moment showed that she had something to hide.

Ming Wu, who came in a hurry, was surprised by Fu Xiao's identity, but was more gloating.

"Brother, I've seen Fu Xiao and Fu Yuan interacting with the female demons frequently these past two days."

These words suddenly reminded him of the experience the four of them had two years ago. He clenched his fists and looked at Fu Xiao.

"So you and Wen Ling have known each other for a long time."

A sword quickly fell on Fu Xiao's neck.

"Tell me, what's your conspiracy behind going to so much trouble to sneak into Jiangming Mountain?"

Fu Xiao saw that Yu Heng's gaze towards her changed instantly. His usually gentle eyes were now filled with vigilance and suspicion.

"I have no conspiracy, I just want to get to know you."

Fu Xiao looked at Yu Heng with sincere eyes. Although she had not confessed her feelings to him directly in the past two years, she did not believe that he was unaware of her feelings.

"What a joke! Humans and demons cannot coexist, not to mention that you are a demon princess."

Ruosu looked at Fu Xiao, then looked at Yu Heng, whose fingers were clenched white and whose emotions were extremely unstable, and patted his shoulder.

"Let's push him into the Demon Subduing Tower first."

If she is really Fu Yuan's sister, it would be difficult to kill her on the spot.

On the other side of the hall, Fu Yuan leaned steadily on the back of his chair, glanced at Taihe who was writing a treaty opposite him, and lowered his eyes.

There was no movement outside for a long time. Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the treaty handed over to him, Fu Yuan raised his eyes to meet Taihe's smiling gaze, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he signed his name on it.

Fu Yuan folded the treaty and threw it to Taihe. "It's getting late today. I'd like to stay here for another night. Taoist Taihe won't be unwelcome, right?"

Taihe stroked his beard with a smile, "Of course."

Looking at Fu Yuan's back as he left with his sleeves swung, Taihe's expression became restrained. Yuqing, who had been standing by as a background, took two steps forward.

"The Ruosu disciples said that the problem has been solved, but where did this Ah Nian get this information?"

Taihe sighed, "If he doesn't want to say it, no one can force him to."

Taihe lowered his eyes to look at the treaty beside him and sighed.

Now it seems like just a piece of waste paper.

At Guixin Cliff, Qinian was completely submerged in the water, and the fragrance of peach blossoms on his body was extremely strong.

The water in the entire pond was stained with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms because of last night. With a sound of splashing water, Qinian emerged from the water and walked onto the shore.

The inner demon who noticed his chaotic mind sneered.

It's just asking for trouble.

On the other side, Wen Ling returned to the room and saw Fu Yuan leaning on a soft couch.

Wen Ling paused, then closed the door and sat down on the other side.

Fu Yuan stared at Wen Ling with burning eyes, "Ah Ling is indeed smart."

Fu Yuan's eyes were full of admiration. If he had not been born thousands of years earlier than her, it would be hard to say who the master of the demon clan would be now.

You can tell what he wants to do just by looking at the clues.

Not many people in the demon clan knew about the Burning Sky Array, but she managed to completely and silently dismantle his plan in just one night.

Fu Yuan's thin lips curled up slightly.

"A Ling, you and I are meant to be on equal footing in this world."

Wen Ling took a sip of water and said nothing.

The next moment, Wen Ling's lifeline was tightly grasped in Fu Yuan's hand, and Wen Ling looked up at him.

His eyes gradually turned red as he looked at her fiercely.

"Is the human race so good? Or can you give up the entire demon race for that little Taoist priest?"

Fu Yuan clenched his fists a little tighter. "A Ling, the human and demon races are like water and fire. Don't be so naive. If you help them deal with me, and the demon race really weakens, and you fall into their hands, what do you think will be the end of you?"

"It's just a matter of pulling out the tendons and bones."

Every word was spoken with extreme cruelty.

Wen Ling's neck was suddenly released. He rubbed it and looked at Fu Yuan calmly.

"Humans and demons are meant to live in peace. It's you who have pushed the relationship between the two races to the very edge of a chasm."

Fu Yuan smiled softly, his eyes slightly curled up, with a faint red, full of bloodthirsty hostility.

"I was born a powerful being in this world. My demon race is thousands and thousands of times more powerful than humans. Humans are nothing but ants. Why should I live in peace with them? Do they deserve it?"

Fu Yuan grabbed Wen Ling's arm and pulled her into his arms.

His eyebrows arched downwards, and his palm gently rubbed Wen Ling's hair.

"A Ling, don't challenge my bottom line again. I always can't bear to punish you when you do something wrong, so I can only let someone else take your place."

Wen Ling, whose body was controlled by Fu Yuan's demonic power, looked up at him. He was completely crazy.

Fu Yuan lowered his eyes and stroked her cheek, and then a demon opened the door and rushed in.

"Look after it yourself."

Wen Ling, supported by a rabbit demon's arm, watched Fu Yuan leave the room.

Inside the Demon-Slaying Tower, Fu Xiao was covered in wounds and hung on the wall with his hands tied. A talisman to suppress demonic power was pasted on his back, and the scars were so deep that the bones could be seen.

"I told you not to let me get hold of anything."

Ming Wu's eyes were filled with a sinister smile, and he lightly flicked the whip in his hand on the ground twice.

The demonic power in his body was sealed and could not be mobilized, and the wounds on his body were burning with pain.

Just by opening his mouth to speak, he felt that the wound on his body was touched, and he gasped in pain.

"You are resorting to lynching."

"Lynching?"

Ming Wu spoke sarcastically.

"What rules are needed to deal with an evil demon?"

Another fierce whip hit her body, and Fu Xiao gasped.

"You are clearly a demon from Tian Fen Yuan, yet you still resemble Senior Brother Yu Heng. You are unworthy."

The vicious look on Ming Wu's face became even more intense, and he swung the whip in his hand fiercely again and again, as if he wanted to get back all the losses he had suffered from Fu Xiao in the past two years.

Seeing her dying, Ming Wu withdrew his hand reluctantly.

Uncle Ruosu has instructed her not to die.

Ming Wu was extremely pleased as he looked at the dark red color on the whip.