Unbelievable beauty: The female demon lord brought the three realms to tears

"No need to be polite." Demon Lord Chu Zang also saw An Ning upstairs, with a smile in his eyes.

All the demons immediately stood up and looked at Demon Lord Chu Zang.

"Your master has a good eye. This soul-soothing jade has the effect of calming the soul and calming the soul. It will have the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind during daily practice."

After Demon Lord Chu Zang finished speaking, the devil's breath flashed in his hand, and a palm-sized black jade appeared from his inner space, with a faint spiritual breath lingering on it. It was very beautiful.

It is the soul-suppressing jade.

Chu Zang walked up to the female demon and gave the soul-suppressing jade to the female demon.

An Ning saw the soul-suppressing jade from a distance, but she was horrified in her heart. Isn't that the soul-suppressing jade?

This soul-soothing jade was produced in the Liuli River Realm, and occasionally lucky people picked it up. She heard that this jade could refresh the mind, so she wanted to give Li Yan a unique gift.

In her previous life, she foolishly groped in the Liuli River for several years before she got a piece as big as a palm. Thinking about it now, it was really a stupid thing.

It took several years to polish it into a dagger and gave it to Li Yan as an engagement gift for the two of them.

She carefully gave it to the arrogant banished immortal along with her sincerity, but the man used it to cut open her heart with his own hands.

The female demon took a careful look, and when she saw that she had really obtained the item, she thanked her softly: "Thank you, Lord Demon King, for your help."

An Ning came to her senses and saw that the shape and size of this soul-soothing jade was almost exactly the same as the one she got in her previous life.

Such a coincidence made her think wildly. If they were really the same person, would Demon Lord Chu Zang have died in the Liuli River Realm in his previous life?

When she thought of her beloved father who died in the Liuli River Realm in her previous life, her heart ached to the point of suffocation.

Ever since the soul-suppressing jade appeared, Helan Jin realized that something was wrong with An Ning. Her face was so pale that she crushed the window sill with her hands without realizing it, and her fingers were deeply embedded in the wood.

The spruce wood that was built like this is only a low-grade Lingbao-level wood, so it won't hurt An Ning. But why did he feel uncomfortable?

"An Ning, are you okay?"

In the end, Helanjin couldn't hold it back, lightly touched An Ning's shoulder, and pulled her hand out.

An Ning felt He Lanjin's movements and trembled all over. He pulled his hand back, met He Lanjin's worried eyes, and laughed miserably.

"I am fine."

Is this okay? Helan Jin was a little angry for the first time. What happened to An Ning? A dark color could not help but gather between his eyebrows.

The atmosphere between the two people was so frightening that Jin Miaomiao didn't dare to speak. What happened to these two people?

An Ning shook her head and forced a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

How could she be okay? It's just that things have already happened. No matter how heartbroken she is or how regretful she is, she can't change what happened in her previous life.

"You guys go and exchange for the Purple Underworld Insect Corpse. I have something else to do and I'm going back first." An Ning hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

Jin Miaomiao felt that something was wrong with An Ning. Looking at her suddenly distant eyes, she could only nod slightly, "Okay, An Ning, you have to pay attention to your safety."

Ye Wenyi wanted to say something, but did not speak. In the end, she only said: "No matter what happens, we are still there."

"Well, I really have nothing to do." An Ning was comforted by the little beans, and burst into laughter. Looking at her worthless look, even the children were more understanding than her.

He Lanjin said nothing, but followed An Ning.

"I'll take you back."

An Ning was just about to refuse, but found that He Lanjin's expression was indifferent and he had already left the Ping'an Pavilion one step ahead of her.

Forget it, little Douding can follow if he wants.

By the time An Ning left and guests arrived, Demon Lord Chu Zang had already settled everything.

The female demon also got the soul-suppressing jade and left directly. Fifty black figures, different from the majestic appearance when they arrived, disappeared quietly.

But these fifty men in black cloaks were destined to cause a sensation in the entire Demonic City. The faces of the demonic servants of the aristocratic families could not be said to be good or bad. They walked into the exchange office one after another, exchanged items and left.

But it left endless talk for the ordinary demons.

An Ning looked around and couldn't see Li Lian anymore. It seemed that he had left. He and Yingluo were indeed accomplices, but she didn't know why he spent so much time to obtain the soul-suppressing jade.

"Helan Jin, how long have you been keeping this Ping'an Pavilion where guests are coming like clouds?" The two people walked out, but An Ning's first words were this.

He Lanjin stuffed the person into her chariot, "Why are you asking? I have more magic stones than you can imagine, so you don't have to worry about me."

Okay, the He family has magic stones, why should she worry about him? This little Douding's strength is no less than hers. Could it be that his true body has been cultivated like hers?

Is it just that the realm is low and the true ability has not been revealed?

An Ning sat quietly in the carriage. She didn't know what He Lanjin's true body looked like. She had never seen the appearance of Qingcang Kunpeng.

"Helan Jin, I don't know what your real body looks like. Can you take a look at it when you have time someday?"

An Ning was curious. Not many people had seen the true form of Qingcang Kunpeng, and she had never seen it.

"Do you want to see it?" He Lanjin paused as he left, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Why is it inconvenient?"

An Ning wanted to joke a few more words.

He Lanjin was no longer in front of the chariot.

"Young Master, the Young Master of the He family has left. Shall we go back to An Mansion?" Alai's voice was filled with helplessness. How could His Highness make all kinds of jokes? Who would reveal his true identity except in a life-and-death battle?

Alai thought of another situation, his old face turned red, what kind of bastard was this, and Alai stopped talking along the way.

An Ning's way home was very quiet, but she felt a little confused in her heart, and her suspicions about Li Yan were also uncertain.

Could it be that Li Yan was not reborn? Then what was Li Yan's purpose in seizing the soul-suppressing jade? As far as she knew, the soul-suppressing jade only had the effect of calming the soul and concentrating the mind. Was it for the phoenix eggs that had not yet broken out of their shells?

A group of men in black cloaks were kneeling in a prosperous and luxurious hall.

The leading woman was stunningly beautiful, with puzzlement in her amber eyes: "Master, just for such a soul-soothing jade, the sisters will suffer a lot of casualties this time."

The man lying on the couch is even more beautiful, with waterfalls of green hair, alluring.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yingluo with a bloodthirsty look: "Are you questioning my decision?"

"I don't dare." Yingluo immediately knelt on the ground. She didn't understand how the banished immortal who established Dew Pavilion had changed his appearance. The previous master was kind and aloof, and would never cause Dew Pavilion to suffer heavy losses for a piece of jade.

"Master, Miss An Ning has become suspicious of my identity. I spent a lot of effort today to deceive Aunt Bai. I believe that Master will be found out soon."

"I understand, go down, stay there in An Ning, and help me protect her."

"Yes, Master." Yingluo didn't dare to say any more and retreated directly.

The man in red caressed the jade in his hand expressionlessly. His little An Ning, who had no cultivation at that time, polished this high-level divine treasure into a dagger.

I really love him miserably.