Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

Inside the Sheren Hall.

Although the drape is old, the tables and chairs are clean.

When Prince Qingshuang entered, he saw light in the inner hall deep in the curtain.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked straight to the inner hall, but before he could get close, a very soft and cold voice came from inside: "Go out."

Through several hanging curtains, Prince Qingshuang vaguely saw the crimson long-clothed demon sitting beside the bed in the inner hall.

Standing still for a moment, he faced the direction of Demon Lord Luo Yan and knelt down, head and hands on the ground. "...on behalf of the ancestor prince to plead guilty to His Majesty the Demon Lord. Although it is difficult to repay the life that the ancestor Princess Sheren sacrificed on behalf of the ancestor, Qingshuang, as the current Prince of Nanwu, is willing to pay with her life. I implore His Majesty the Demon Lord to spare the people of the imperial city. Let Nan Wu go."

"Heh...hehe..." Not long after the words fell, a terrifying sneer came from the other side of the hanging curtain: "Repay with your life?" After saying that, the atmosphere in the entire inner hall suddenly became cold, and the chill pierced his bones. Luo Yanbing The same voice resounded throughout the inner hall: "Your humble life! Is it worth every penny of my capacity?!"

After hearing this, Prince Qingshuang didn't say anything, just bowed his head lower and knelt facing him for a long time...

"go out."

The voice of icing sounded again, and Prince Qingshuang heard it, his fingers gradually clenched into fists, and he forced himself to speak to him: "In addition to pleading guilty to His Majesty the Demon Lord... Please let Nan Wu go... Qingshuang has one more thing to think about." Tell the Demon King...about the blood curse ceremony..."

Before he could finish speaking, the already cold demon pressure in the inner hall suddenly sank, like a boulder.

Luo Yan suddenly said angrily: "I don't want to hear anyone from Nanwu alive talking now!"

Under his coercion, Prince Qingshuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground trembling slightly.

"I don't even want to... hear the word 'blood curse'!"

Forced to swallow the blood that poured up from his throat, Prince Qingshuang coughed heavily on the ground, and continued: "Actually... the blood curse ceremony of my Nanwu royal family is also connected to the soul..."

In the next moment, a strong wave came, and Prince Qingshuang rolled to the ground. Before he could get up, the magic mist hit his throat tightly like a hand.

Luo Yan's voice seemed to ring in his ears, and the words were like ice: "What do you want to say?! What do you want to tell me?! Do you know what day it is today...? The [-]st day of the fourth month... Today is Rong Rong Rong's birthday... is also Rong Rong's memorial day. After today, I will be separated from her forever..." The low and dark voice turned into a bit of sadness, and he said: "Today is the day I and I will be separated from each other forever..." She still has the last day and the last few hours of her bondage... so at this moment, at this moment, what do you want to say to me?!"

He almost yelled out the last sentence, his voice seemed to be close to his ears.

Prince Qingshuang's face turned pale due to the magic mist he manipulated in the palace, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"I want to say... the blood curse ceremony is also connected to the soul... My Rongrong may have replaced that Nanwu prince who was devoured by a monster and died... Are all the souls gone...?"

Prince Qingshuang heard this, his eyes were slightly open, and he forgot to struggle for a while.

It turned out that he had already guessed.

"Perhaps...that's why I haven't been able to find Rongrong's soul for 3000 years..."

The pain in the neck, Prince Qingshuang heard him say: "Do you want to tell me this?"

After finishing his words, a series of extremely sad and pitiful laughter suddenly came from the inner hall, and at the end of the laugh, it sounded like weeping.

Prince Qingshuang was thrown off by the magic mist controlled by him with a "bang", and rolled into the Sheren Palace.Immediately feeling the more unstable demonic breath in the sleeping hall, Prince Qingshuang forced himself to speak before he could stand up: "Your Majesty the Demon Lord...you cannot destroy Nanwu...in fact, there is another possibility...that is She If the former princess left a remnant soul in the world, she would only be reincarnated in the Nanwu royal family because of the blood curse ritual's soul connection."

Prince Qingshuang quickly said: "It may be difficult for her to be found by His Majesty the Demon Lord because of her incomplete soul, and because of her incomplete soul, she can only be reincarnated in the world as twins with the soul she once bonded with... But a hundred years, a thousand years, thousands of years After a few years, I will slowly raise my soul... When His Royal Highness She Rong raises her soul, His Majesty the Demon Lord should be able to find her..."

After Prince Qingshuang said it, he thought Luo Yan's deep love for Princess Sheren should be able to change his mind.But Luo Yan heard that the demonic breath surging in the hall did not calm down.

"Is it to prevent me from destroying Nanwu?" Through the swaying curtains, the cold and hoarse male voice in the inner hall was still cold: "So you come to lie to me...? So you want to use it again?" Rongrong's soul, let me let this Nanwu of the human world go...a hundred years, a thousand years, a thousand years?"

"No..." Prince Qingshuang said anxiously.

Luo Yan laughed: "Then why do you believe what you said is true?! How can I win your trust?!"

Prince Qingshuang froze when he heard the words, it was hard to say.

In the end, he could only look at him and clenched his fists tightly: "Although I don't know if it's true or not...but——"

"Although I don't know whether it's true or not...hahaha!" Luo Yan suddenly interrupted him and laughed wildly: "It's a good one... Although I don't know whether it is true or not..."

Prince Qingshuang heard his voice hoarse to the extreme, as sharp as a tear: "You use Wanrong! After 3000 years, you still want to use my love for Rongrong to protect this ignorant, long-dead Nan Wu, another 3000 years?!"

"Even if it's ignorant, it's still our own country..." After hearing what he said, Prince Qingshuang whispered: "We can only find a way to change it, how can we abandon it... let it perish?"

"What do you have to do with me!!!" The demonic aura in the hall suddenly rose, making people breathless for a moment, and Luo Yan's voice was even more cold and suffocating: "...the last touch of Rongrong is in me. Spiritual consciousness is about to disappear... Even if what you said is true, how will I find her in the remaining years?! Without spiritual consciousness and old thoughts, how can she still be her? Even if I find her after that, I will I don't know right or wrong. She will never remember me again..." After speaking, she laughed miserably, hoarsely. "It's real miss... it's real hopelessness... you, get it?"

Prince Qingshuang's heart suffocated uncontrollably, before he could make a sound, he suddenly saw several streaks of magic fog attacking him, which bound him, pushed aside the heavy curtains and dragged him slowly to the depths of the bedroom.

In front of a simple and simple vermilion wooden couch.

The bead curtain flutters, and Luo Qun is hidden.

Prince Qingshuang endured the severe pain in his neck, and saw a young woman with pale and cold eyebrows lying on a long couch in an old but luxurious inner room a step away.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her face was bloodless, but she could still see the faint gentleness and calmness in her life from the corners of her eyebrows.

She is the Princess Sheren...?

For some reason, Prince Qingshuang was shocked suddenly.

Luo Yan leaned on the brocade pillars along the edge of the vermilion couch, holding the demon spirit's heart tightly with one hand, and wrapped the other around Prince Qingshuang's neck: "Did you see it? This is the person I love... a hundred years, a thousand years, Thousands of years... Can the royal family of Nanwu really return her to me?"

With trembling fingers, Luo Yan's eyes were already flushed: "But she will soon... be dissipated... and there will be no spiritual consciousness left. Afterwards, she will be separated from me... forever... forever..."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and Prince Qingshuang heard him say to himself: "You want me to keep the heart of a demon spirit...leave your Nanwu Dynasty...but who can help me keep her...let her stay By my side, forever?"

Prince Qingshuang looked at him, his eyes were suddenly a little dazed, and he couldn't help turning his eyes to look at the woman on the couch again.

Reflected in the eyes, the dress and hair accessories on the woman's body became more and more clear...more and more clear...

Almost instinctively, he couldn't help reaching out and caressing the hand of the woman on the couch lying flat on the edge of the couch.

"What are you doing?!" Luo Yan could see it in his eyes and was furious.

Throwing Prince Qingshuang away: "Who is allowed to touch you—"

At that moment, Prince Qingshuang's hand hadn't touched the person on the couch, but the woman's body still suddenly emitted a layer of white light.

Before Luo Yan could react, the white fluorescent light, together with the body of Princess Sheren, instantly shattered into dots of Liuying.

Luo Yan saw it in his eyes, and instinctively trembled, watching Liuying wrap a ball of pale pink spiritual light rising from the position of Princess Sheren's body.

That was the last touch of spiritual consciousness of Princess Sheren during her lifetime.

Knowing that the time limit is up, knowing that no matter how difficult it is to keep it, knowing that today will be forever... Luo Yan looked at the ball of pink aura, and his whole heart was twisted together like a tear.

Rong Rong...

The next moment, I saw the aura suddenly brighten——

Then it flew straight into the center of Prince Qingshuang's forehead spiritual platform.

……

In 3000 years, if I can't let her spiritual consciousness see her soul and merge into one...

……

Luo Yan suddenly looked at Prince Qingshuang in front of him like a fool.

Countless images flashed through my mind in an instant, Prince Qingshuang seemed to realize something suddenly.Also a little confused.

In the next moment, he returned to his senses slightly, and met the eyes of the demon in front of him.

The hands around the prince's neck in the human world trembled slightly, and the curled fingers loosened.The crimson long-clothed demon looked at the mortal in front of him, his pupils narrowed, and then opened again. "Rong... Rong...?"

The remaining pain in the neck was still there, Prince Qingshuang subconsciously reached out and rubbed his neck.At the same time, several sets of images flashed through his mind, all of which were related to the demon in front of him.

Unknowingly raised his head, Prince Qingshuang opened his mouth watching him, and called out: "Brother Yan..." After calling, he was stunned for a moment.

The heart of the demon spirit held in Luo Yan's other hand rolled silently to the ground, looking at him.All sounds are quiet, forget to breathe.

Prince Qingshuang was intimidated by his expression, subconsciously wanted to say something: "I..." before he could say it.

Demon King Luo Yan embeds the person in front of him into his arms.

His fingers trembled, his whole body trembled, and he hugged him very tightly.

All of a sudden, Prince Qingshuang was clinging tightly to his chest like this, and there was an incomparably violent heartbeat by his ears, one after another... the shock made his mind uncontrollably dazed.

The next moment, a scorching hot breath rushed towards his face.

"Rong Rong." The demon in front of him inserted one hand into the hair behind his head, hugged him tightly with the other hand, lowered his head and leaned forward to kiss him.

His mind went blank and he couldn't breathe. Prince Qingshuang felt chest tightness and pain from being kissed by the devil in front of him.

Reluctantly began to push back: "Damn, His Majesty the Demon Lord..."

The demon in front of him kissed deeper and deeper, and he didn't let go for a long time... looked up at him with red eyes: "It's you."

Prince Qingshuang's heart palpitated instinctively, and his fingertips trembled.I don't know if it's because of his voice, his eyes, or his overly hot kiss.

Luo Yanfu bowed his head and kissed him again, with a lingering voice: "It's you...my Rongrong."

The whole scalp was slowly bursting, and Prince Qingshuang didn't dare to struggle too hard in his arms, he was only in a state of panic: "Yes, could there be some misunderstanding... Could there be something wrong... Demon, His Majesty the Demon Lord..."

Luo Yan distressedly stretched out his hand to caress the bloodstain on his neck that he had pinched before: "Is it because I hurt you? So you are blaming me?" The bloody red mark disappeared without a trace as soon as he passed his finger. "So you won't recognize me right away?"

Luo Yan hugged him into his arms again with trembling hands, and buried his head tightly on his neck: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... It's my fault... Please don't be angry... I will never be like this again... Russily kissing the ear of the person in front of him, he murmured softly, "You...call me Brother Yan again, okay?"

Dazed and hesitant, Prince Qingshuang looked at the demon in front of him, feeling tense, helpless and difficult to adapt for a moment.

After a long time, looking into his eyes, Prince Qingshuang finally subconsciously whispered something. "Yan... brother..."

His answer was a whirlwind.

Prince Qingshuang was buckled by his waist, turned around and entered the brocade couch behind him.

My mind was still stunned, but the demon in front of me had overwhelmed me.Prince Qingshuang was completely stunned.

Until he lay on the vermilion brocade couch with swaying bead curtains, passively bearing the Demon King Luo Yan, Prince Qingshuang's eyes were dazed.

After a long time, I found my own voice from the increasingly rapid breathing: "In this case... can you let Nanwu go?" Panting heavily, Prince Qingshuang asked in a hoarse voice through his sweaty eyelashes .

Luo Yan looked down at him, his eyes full of tenderness: "Since you are the prince of Nanwu... how can I harm Nanwu again?" He kissed his lips lightly again, and murmured to him affectionately: "In the future, the Demon Realm will only guard and protect it, and will never endanger Nanwu again...don't worry."

After hearing this, Prince Qingshuang breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next moment, I heard the person on my body say again: "This time you are a man, can I be more wanton?"

Prince Qingshuang blushed instantly when he heard the words.

In addition to palpitations in the next moment, I can't help but feel the yearning of the person on my body that has been suppressed for thousands of years and the longing of madness.

Not long after, he turned his head unsteadily, and couldn't help whispering: "...lightly, lightly."

"...Okay." Demon Lord Luo Yan responded hoarsely, then hugged him tightly and kissed him deeply.

Outside the Sheren Hall.

The few people who had been waiting for a long time to enter the palace to snatch the heart of the demon spirit were stopped by Xianjun Guchen. "It's a matter here... I'll wait and leave first."

Pei Yan didn't understand what it meant, so he asked in detail: "What happened in the palace?" Knowing that Luo Hanzhou's hearing is far better than ordinary people, he asked in surprise, "Could it be that Prince Qingshuang has already persuaded the Demon King?"

"Or..." Princess Qingwan's eyes turned red, "Brother Prince has already sacrificed for my Nanwu...?"

Immortal Lord Guchen: "..."

It's not wrong either.

Everyone was stunned, and the next moment, the soles of their feet shone with dazzling golden light.Then the voice of God Servant Tianqi sounded: "Everything has stopped being enchanted by demons, and the chaos in the six realms has been calmed down. The final exam for this year's academy will end at this moment. I now summon you all to return to the academy."

Pei Yan, Ghost King, and Princess Qingwan were all taken aback when they heard this.Yilu turned his head to look at the Lord of the Ghost Domain in the teleportation array and smiled slightly: "Send off my lord."

The ghost king already had some guesses in his mind, and turned his eyes to look at the Sheren Hall.

Xia Jian turned his head back and forth to look at Yi Lu, nodded in response, and said softly, "Yi Lu, take care, see you later."

Yilu bowed, and then said: "For the matter of the young master of the demon world, Xuange should find him to apologize... because at that time, the young master did not harm Yilu, but it was helpful."

After hearing this, the ghost king was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Okay."

Princess Qingwan looked at Sheren Hall in surprise and anxiety, but before she could say anything, the figures of several people had disappeared in the teleportation array where the golden light circulated.

Inside the hall.

Prince Qingshuang sensed the teleportation burst of golden light shining below him, and his face was shocked.If he was sent to everyone in the academy in this way, would he still have the face of Prince Nanwu?

The demon on his body immediately comforted him gently and said, "Don't worry." After stroking his fingers, he was completely dressed, and there was only one place that was still open to hold someone else's things...

Prince Qingshuang was still in his arms, his breath was trembling and he said, "You..."

Luo Yan kissed him deeply one last time, and finally withdrew. "Wait for me to find you."

Feeling that the clothes under his body were finally put back on, Prince Qingshuang adjusted his breathing while turning his head to look at the heart of the demon spirit that fell to the ground. "The heart of the demon spirit..."

"I will take good care of it, and I won't let it endanger Nanwu." With a hoarse voice, he kissed lightly on his lips, Luo Yan said in a low voice at the same time: "It's just that although Rongrong is now a man, in order not to regenerate As a woman, you and I still need to work hard to change the old system of male superiority and female inferiority in Nanwu."

Prince Qingshuang also had the same intention, so he nodded unambiguously: "Yeah."

"I had begged for death, but I didn't think about the way out, so that my behavior was exposed. God will punish me and take responsibility. If I come late, you have to wait for me."

Prince Qingshuang's mind was complicated for a moment, he glanced back at him, and let out a "hmm".

If you can't find the soul of the first princess of the She people, everything will be enchanted, Nanwu will be destroyed, and they will all die together... Now it's the turn of the prince, if you dare not wait for you, I don't know what will happen.

Then he responded: "I'll wait for you..."

Luo Yanfu kissed him again, and watched him disappear into the teleportation array where the golden light circulated.

The author has something to say: reckless = brutal

PS: The next chapter returns to the mainline~ The final test copy is finally over