He talked endlessly.

But Gu Tian’s answer only had two words, “No.”

After he became a demon.

There are only three things left in life.

Dry stand!

Find a son!

And... while fighting, looking for his son!

Find a son.

Become the top priority.

Don't talk about the magic handsome.

He doesn't even do it if he gives it to a demon king!

"Look for someone?"

Mu Qianhua seems not to be surprised.

Sighing lazily.

The interweaving of charm and purity caused the demons to get restless again.

"If I promise you."

"Will you mobilize the power of billions of cultivators in the Nine Nether Demon Realm to help you find it?"

"The vast and silence are vast and vast."

As if seeing through what he was thinking, she whispered: "Even if you are the demon lord and rule over all demons, how likely is it to find someone?"

While talking.

He gently pointed his slender fingers, and a jade talisman had already fallen in front of Gu Tian.

"Is it going or staying."

"You might as well think carefully. If you make a decision, you can give me a reply at any time."

The words fell.

She turned around and hid in the endless fog, disappearing.

In place.

Gu Tian stared at the jade talisman, his eyes fluttering in his grief, as if he was hesitant.

He knows very well.

He and Gu Han have been separated for too long, and in addition, he was in a mess before and there were no clues. It was basically impossible to find Gu Han.

Stay behind.

Maybe a good choice.

...

Through the magic fog.

Mu Qianhua did not return to the original palace, but passed through numerous prohibitions and came to an inexplicable place surrounded by magic fog.

A little fingertips.

A faint light fell, and the magic fog slowly dissipated to both sides as if there was life.

The magic fog is flowing.

A man in a mysterious robe sat cross-legged there. Although his body was still alive, his face was silent, as if he had lost his soul.

"Your Majesty."

Mu Qianhua slowly stepped forward, gently stroked the white tenderness on the handsome face that could not be picked out at all, and said softly: "I'm here to see you again."

The fingers gently stroked the eyebrows.

A black line about an inch long flashed by.

"Your Majesty."

"I have been planning for so long, and that person has finally arrived."

She murmured to herself.

Temperament is very different from being outside, charm is no longer there, purity and nobility disappear without a trace.

Instead.

It is pure, weak, and a touch of lingering attachment and dependence.

"What a pity..."

She sighed softly and said regretfully: "This person is not the object He named, nor is it the person I am waiting for."

"But it's okay."
Chapter completed!