After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"I heard that after being severely injured by Jing Yu, Lord Qiong Hua was imprisoned in Fengluan Palace, and there has been no news since then." Feng Yang said, and couldn't help but look up at Feng Ge, "My king, Jing Yu has announced that he will search the entire heaven for the true body of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If he knew that His Royal Highness's true body was hiding in our Feng clan, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Feng Ge asked back, "Even if he knows, so what? No matter what, I will not let Xiao Feng's true body fall into his hands!!"

“Having said that, I am worried that with Jing Yu’s temper, he will not let our Phoenix Clan go easily…” Feng Yang said with a worried look on his face.

Hearing this, Feng Ge looked up at Feng Yang and said firmly, "If it has to come to that point, I hope that you and all the Feng Clan soldiers will join me in protecting the Crown Prince's true body at all costs."

"Yes, King!" Feng Yang bowed respectfully, "I know what to do now!"

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Jingyun Palace.

Late at night, Jing Yu was practicing in his bedroom.

As the power of the demon soul further eroded his divine body, his originally handsome face began to become more and more terrifying. He looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Seeing himself in the mirror, Jing Yu suddenly became furious. He yelled, waved his sleeves suddenly, and swept all the wine cups and fruit plates on the table in front of him to the ground.

"Jing Yu, what happened?" Hearing the voice coming from the hall, Long Qingxue outside the door hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in.

"Get out!! Don't bother me!" Jing Yu roared, his eyes full of bloodshot.

Looking at the messy scene in front of her, Long Qingxue frowned, then stepped forward and grabbed Jing Yu's arm, and said softly: "Jing Yu, it's me..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jing Yu calmed down for a moment, but soon, an uncontrollable anger surged into his mind, causing him to almost go insane.

"Don't touch me!! Get out!" Jing Yu pushed Long Qingxue away and said angrily.

Seeing this, Long Qingxue was so scared that she quickly stepped back. Jing Yu's appearance just now really made her heart tremble.

Those terrifying black magic patterns had even begun to appear on his cheeks. "Jing Yu, you...how did you become like this..."

Long Qingxue stared at Jing Yu in disbelief.

The handsome and flawless man in her memory has now become almost unrecognizable to her.

"Haha, what? Do you also think that I look scary now?" Jing Yu suddenly sneered.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, then suddenly punched the wall behind him. In an instant, blood covered his entire arm.

Long Qingxue bit her lip and looked at him, her heart already hurting so much, "Jing Yu, why are you doing this?"

"Qingxue, let's not talk about you. I hate the way I look now. I don't look like a god, and I don't look like a devil!" Jing Yu said painfully. After that, he slowly closed his eyes and let the blood slide down his arm.

Long Qingxue came to him again, slowly stretched out her hands, and then hugged him in her arms, "Jing Yu, I will not hate you because of your appearance. I know you are very sad, and I also know that the power of those demon souls has a greater and greater impact on you, but no matter what you become, I will stay with you."

Feeling Long Qingxue's soft and warm body, Jing Yu's pain in his heart seemed to ease a lot. He turned around, lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, "Qingxue, I must have accumulated so much luck to meet a good girl like you."

The corners of Long Qingxue's mouth curved up, and then she stood on tiptoes, taking the initiative to deepen the kiss between the two.

After a long while, Jing Yu finally let go of Long Qingxue and said softly, "Just wait, when I officially take over the heaven, I will definitely give you a grand wedding."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Long Qingxue nodded slightly.

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Demonic world, Frostfall Palace.

At dawn, before the sky was completely bright, Wen Yan, who had not slept all night, leaned against a pillar outside the temple, staring blankly into the darkness in the distance.

He spent the whole night last night thinking about his original owner.

He had served Feng Yuchen for tens of thousands of years, but he had never imagined that his master would die tragically at the foot of the Eternal Cliff.

At that moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and his heart was filled with indescribable pain.

He didn't even dare to imagine the scene of Feng Yuchen's tragic death...

When Wen Yan thought of this, tears began to fall uncontrollably.

In the hall not far away, Fu Feng was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, concentrating. Since knowing his identity, Wen Yan's attitude towards him has obviously changed.

Wen Yan felt more fear towards this Heavenly God of War!

After all, the last time he broke into the demon world, he made the entire demon world terrified by his own strength.

Afterwards, he even killed the previous Demon Emperor Qian Luoye in the Heaven-Demon War and severely damaged millions of demon soldiers in the Demon Realm...

However, despite his fear, Wen Yan was still full of respect and gratitude towards Fu Feng.

At least, he avenged Feng Yuchen, and for this reason alone, he deserves Wen Yan's respect.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but just when Wen Yan felt vaguely sleepy, suddenly, a powerful pressure came towards him, making him unable to move at all for a moment.

Wen Yan opened his eyes and saw a black figure flying towards Fufeng's bedroom.

"Who is it?!" Wen Yan shouted subconsciously.

Upon hearing this, the black figure stopped flying and slowly turned around.

When he saw the other person's face clearly, Wen Yan's eyes widened instantly, "Xiao Yufeng, why is it you?"

The person who came was Xiao Yuhan’s younger brother, Xiao Yufeng, the second prince of the demon world.

"Feng Yuchen ordered the killing of my elder brother, I want to avenge my elder brother!!" Xiao Yufeng looked at Wen Yan with bloodshot eyes, a gloomy and cold aura surrounding him.

When Feng Yuchen was mentioned, Wen Yan's pupils shrank violently, and a feeling of grief and indignation suddenly arose. He glared at Xiao Yufeng angrily and shouted, "How dare you say that? Isn't it enough that my prince has been harmed by Xiao Yuhan over the years? He has even lost his life. Xiao Yuhan clearly deserves to die!"

"What did you say? You said Feng Yuchen is dead?" Xiao Yufeng was shocked when he heard Wen Yan's words.

Although he wanted to kill the people in the hall immediately, at this moment, he was still shocked by Wen Yan's words.

Wen Yan paused, then realized that he had accidentally let the cat out of the bag, and quickly explained: "Xiao Yuhan pushed my prince off the Eternal Cliff, doesn't that count? If it weren't for the return of His Majesty the Nightmare, my prince would have died long ago!"

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