"As you, stop making trouble! The Demon World is not suitable for you..." Mo Chen saw Qingcheng looking at him with such cold eyes for the first time, and felt as if his heart had been pierced one by one.

"Haha... the Demon Realm is not suitable for me? Where is it suitable? Yes! I have forgotten that I am a little demon who is only wandering outside the six realms. Where is the place I go? Don't look for me anymore. I don't want to see you again, let alone go to the heavenly realm." Qingcheng suddenly smiled, but the smile was very desolate and heartbreaking! After saying that, she no longer heard what Mo Chen said and turned around and flew away. But when she turned around, she could no longer hold back her tears, and she poured out like a flood that broke the dam, and could not stop it.

None of them expected that the next time they met again would be in that situation, and they would really never see each other again.

"Qingcheng, if you become a demon, you will become a degenerate immortal. You..." Mo Chen moved his footsteps and was about to follow him, and a black figure directly stood in front of him. Chonglou said coldly: "You have seen it too. She doesn't want to go back with you. There is no problem of not returning it. Today I am in a very good mood to fight you, so you can go!"

Yes! He didn't protect her. She no longer believed him and was unwilling to go back with him! Mo Chen staggered back a few steps, watching them gradually fade away, as if a piece of his heart was plucked away.

After Qingcheng flew to the Demon Palace, he lay on a big jade and cried bitterly. At first, he went to heaven just for curiosity, but later he was gradually attracted by Mo Chen. She thought she just liked her, but she never thought that she had lost her heart and loved her so deeply...

"Little girl won't cry. My Demon Palace will be yours in the future." Chonglou saw her crying so hard that she felt a different strange feeling in her heart. He walked up to hug her and comforted her softly.

"He really doesn't want me anymore, but why did he not want to do those things for me? Why did he save me and teach me magic, or even block thunder tribulation!" She was so heartbroken that she thought of the past, and threw herself into Chonglou's arms and cried loudly, just pretending that she was crying willfully for him at the end.

A dark light flashed in Chonglou's eyes, and he explained unintentionally: "He is a cold god of war, and he has also practiced cold-type magic, so he is not moved at all. If you do those things, maybe, maybe you want to train generals!"

Yes, after she woke up, she knew that Mo Chen told Tianjun that she wanted her to be a general by his side. She had been happy for a long time. He had seventy-two generals under his command, and she would be the seventy-third. It turned out that all he wanted was...

The color in her eyes gradually faded, losing her agility, and she said to herself like a puppet: "I should have woken up long ago, I should have woken up long ago... But my heart is left with him. What should I do! Woo woo woo woo woo..."

"And I!" Chonglou blurted out without thinking. He was stunned for a moment, but then he felt relieved and his face changed to firmness. Qingcheng was sinking into his own space and didn't listen to anything.

None of the two people with their own thoughts noticed that at the other corner of the garden, two women stood behind the shade of the tree, Zhi Ru, one of the three ladies in Chonglou, and her maid Xiaorou. Mrs. Zhi Ru was beautiful and dressed in luxurious clothes, which was originally elegant and luxurious. However, her eyes were as if they were poisoned, and she wished she could burn a hole in Qingcheng's body, destroying her beauty.

"Madam Ru, it's that woman. The Demon Lord has broken his plan for him many times. Last time, he even gave up on rescuing the old Demon Lord for her. I'm afraid he's thinking about her!" The maid behind Mrs. Zhiru said in a low voice in her ear. If she ignores the resentment in her eyes, it makes people really think that she is for the good of her wife.

"Hmph, it depends on whether she has the life to rob me of my wife!" After Mrs. Zhiru finished speaking coldly, she glanced at Qingcheng hard, shook her sleeves and left. Her maid smiled coldly after she left, making you meddlers in the world last time and ruined my good things! I won't let you have a good time this time!

Qingcheng was crying and maybe she was tired, so she fell asleep. Chonglou took out a black veil from his arms and wiped her face finely. His fingertips covered her big swollen eyes, gently rubbed them, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to her original stunning face. He looked at her in a daze. The last time he saw her in the world, she was still the weak little flower demon, her face was full of tenderness, but she was covered with thorns. This time, after more than ten years of meeting, she had been transformed into a fairy. The surroundings of Manzhu Shahua on her forehead were filled with golden red light, adding a holy beauty to her.

After a long time, he smiled firmly and said, "Little girl, I decided to marry you as my queen. You can only be mine in the future! No matter what, I will not allow you to leave me."

Qingcheng seemed to be sleeping uneasy, frowning tightly. He wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her brows with his fingers. His affectionate appearance shocked the attendants in the garden. Is this still the cold-blooded and cruel king they usually do?

Qingcheng in her sleep was still immersed in her sorrow. I wonder if Chonglou made such an amazing decision at such a little time, and this decision changed her destiny in this life.

When she woke up again, it was already late the next day, and she was still in the bedroom of Chonglou. Looking at the black room, she shook her mind and her mind was blank for a moment. After a while, she realized that she was in the demon world.

"Awakened? Are you hungry?" A magnetic male voice came, and Qingcheng found that Chonglou was also in the bedroom. At this time, he was leaning lazily on the low couch by the window and looking at her. He was still holding a book in his hand, probably waiting for her to wake up.

"That, Lord Demon..." Qingcheng sat up straight with his body.

"Chonglou."

"Oh, Master Chonglou, am I still in your bedroom?" She looked around and spoke in a little uneasy.

"Of course," he said again in his heart.

"Ahem, how embarrassed you are! Otherwise, you can arrange a guest room for me? I will go back in a while..." Before she finished speaking, she felt that the air around her suddenly became cold. She swallowed a mouthful of water in a mess and did not dare to continue talking. It was said that the Demon Lord was tyrannical, but it was true. She would exude murderous aura when she disagrees.

"You don't want to stay in my Demon Palace?" His voice was no longer as gentle as before, and he seemed particularly cold.

She smiled carefully and said, "Of course not. Your Demon Palace is full of charm, magnificent, magnificent, and magnificent. How many people dream of it? I am no exception. But it's just that this is your bedroom. It's not okay if I always live here as a guest! Right?"

Even though he knew Qingcheng was false, he still enjoyed it very much. He was displeased and said in an unknown way: "Well, it's okay, you live first, you will live in the future anyway!"
Chapter completed!