The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

"Of course, I always keep my word."

Chong Ming smiled happily. He never expected to have an unexpected gain. At the beginning, he really just wanted Cang Le'an's life to avenge his son, but now, he didn't think so.

Among the two races of gods and demons, who doesn't know the name of the God of War Cangli? Although she and Cang Le'an are both daughters of the main god, the two sisters really cannot be compared. The difference in their cultivation alone is huge.

Cang Le'an is only at the seventh level of Void True God now, but when Cang Li was the same age as her, he was already an Immortal True God, and now he is about to break through to the tenth level and will soon inherit the position of the Lord God.

Therefore, Chongming would rather see Cangli die than Cang Le'an, so that their demon clan would have one less threat.

However, Chongming was thinking beautifully, but he never expected the accident of Cang Le'an.

"Le'an!"

Cang Yuan's sorrowful voice suddenly rang out. Cang Li paused with her raised hand and turned her head abruptly. The blood-red color she saw stung her eyes.

I saw that Cang Le'an's natal artifact, the Frost Sword, had pierced her heart. Blood had dyed her clothes red and was flowing to the ground drop by drop.

After the initial shock, Cangli felt a bone-gnawing pain in her empty heart, which made her raise her hand and grab the clothes on her chest.

"Le'er..."

"Shh!"

Cang Le'an pulled out the Frost Sword, blood spurted out instantly, and her body fell to the ground as if it could no longer support itself.

Cangli's pupils shrank, and he rushed over and hugged the person in his arms.

"Le'er, don't be afraid, sister will save you."

Cangli felt that she should be very sad now, but she couldn't shed a single tear. She only knew to send her divine power to her sister, wanting to heal the bloody wound on her sister's chest.

"Sister..." Cang Le'an raised her hand with some difficulty and held Cang Li's wrist. She shook her head weakly, "Sister, don't waste your power. It's useless."

The Frost Sword is a divine weapon, and wounds caused by it are not easy to heal. What's more, Cang Le'an stabbed her heart directly with the determination to die. In addition to her own divine power, there is also powerful sword energy. Her heart is broken and can no longer be healed.

It was obvious that Cangli had already noticed this, and a hint of sadness finally appeared on his face, which usually had no expression.

"Le'er, why are you so stupid? Didn't I tell you that your sister is here?"

"But... I can't... watch... my sister... die... for... me!" Cang Le'an raised his hand and stroked Cang Li's face. "Sister, you... are... the... God of War... of the Gods. The Heaven Beyond Heaven... needs you, and the common people... need you. Even if... you die, you... shouldn't... die... so... pathetically. Instead, you... should... die... on the battlefield."

"Cough cough..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cang Le'an coughed up a mouthful of blood. Looking at her pale face without a trace of blood, you knew that she was about to die.

"Sister, I'm... sorry. From now on... Father God... and Mother... I'll leave... them to you. You... must... take good care of yourself..."

As the last word fell, Cang Le'an slowly closed his eyes, and the hand that was caressing Cang Li's face slowly slipped away.

"Le'er..."

Cangli called out softly. She didn't scream out of control, but just tightened her grip and held her sister tightly in her arms.

Chong Ming frowned slightly, and a trace of regret clearly flashed across his face. Of course, he was not regretting Cang Le'an's death, but regretting that it was not Cang Li who died.

With a move of his body, Chong Ming appeared beside Cang Li. He originally wanted to find out whether Cang Le'an was really dead, but before he could make any move, a figure blocked his way.

"What else does the Demon Lord want to do?" Cang Yuan glared at Chong Ming with eyes filled with anger and hatred, and said coldly: "You have already forced my daughter to death, don't you want to let go of her corpse too?"

Seeing that Cang Yuan looked like he wanted to eat someone, Chong Ming's mood instantly improved a lot, and he felt quite relieved. He thought that he had lost his son, and Cang Yuan also experienced the pain of losing his daughter, so they were even.

Therefore, Chong Ming no longer insisted on checking Cang Le'an's body. He just glanced at it lightly, and after confirming that the other party was really dead, he left with hundreds of thousands of demons.

Watching the demon army gradually retreating, the gods felt only resentment and frustration. One of the gods gritted his teeth and said, "Lord God, are we just going to let those demons leave like this?"

"What else?" Cang Yuan looked at the god, a hint of sadness in his tone. "Le An has already sacrificed herself for the peace between the gods and demons. As a father, do I have to let my daughter's efforts go to waste by actively provoking a war between the gods and demons, causing countless deaths?"

Upon hearing this, all the gods shut their mouths. Even though they were unwilling, they could only watch the demons leave and could do nothing.

They originally thought that the matter was over, but they never expected that the demons would go back on their word and take the initiative to provoke a war in the near future.

"Li'er"

Cang Yuan looked at his eldest daughter who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and his little daughter who had lost her breath in her arms, and his heart was filled with grief.

"Li'er, take Le'an home!"

Cangli, who had been silent at first, slowly raised her head upon hearing Father God's words. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Father God, can Le'er still be saved?"

Cang Yuan was silent for a moment. He couldn't make any promises, but he still said, "Father God will do his best to save her."

Cangli nodded, said nothing more, just picked up Cang Le'an and left.

Ugh!

Cang Yuan sighed and hurriedly followed. He didn't know how sad his wife would be when she knew the news of their daughter's death. He thought that he had to go back quickly to calm his wife down.

Sure enough, when the Queen of Gods saw Cangli holding Cang Le'an, who was covered in blood, she felt like the sky was falling.

"Le'er!"

The Queen of Gods ran over anxiously. She stretched out her trembling hand to touch her little daughter's face, but when she saw her face stained with blood, her fingers froze because she found that her daughter was no longer breathing.

"boom!"

The Queen of Gods felt as if her world had been shattered by thunder. She staggered back two steps, unable to accept what was happening before her eyes.

"Li'er, what happened? What happened to Le'er?" The Queen looked at Cangli and said cautiously, "Tell me that Le'er is still alive, right?"

Cangli looked at his mother quietly without saying a word. Just when the Queen Mother was about to collapse, Cangyuan finally arrived.

He pulled his wife into his arms and said in a gentle voice, "A'si, don't worry. Le'an can still be saved."