Lu's smile became increasingly playful.

"How do you plan to deal with her?"

The tiger messenger was stumped by the question.

He had a vague feeling that if he didn't answer well, he might not be able to leave the Demon King's Palace.

He considered it himself

"This woman despises the Demon King and even shamelessly says she wants to be the Demon Queen."

He should be thrown into prison and imprisoned.

Originally, he initially intended to say that he should be executed immediately.

But as soon as the words were on the tip of her tongue, she had a sudden thought.

So much so that they changed their tune.

But as soon as he changed his mind, one of his subordinates who had come with him tried to step forward.

He answered eagerly.

"Your Majesty, such a human woman should be executed immediately, so as not to be an eyesore to Your Majesty!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"That's right, that's right!"

The rest of the people there met the requirements.

The entire place was silent except for the kneeling guards.

They didn't say a word.

Having served His Highness the Demon King for so long, I've come to understand a principle more and more.

Speak less and speculate less, and you'll live longer.

Lu's smile deepened, his deep eyes revealing a mystery.

"good."

He said.

It seems that I completely agree with this idea.

However, a powerful pressure and aura permeated his surroundings.

They headed towards the group of people.

His smile grew deeper and deeper.

"Then you can all die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled groan came from beside him.

His robes were grabbed.

Su Yan held his hand with one hand and covered her chest with the other.

His face turned deathly pale.

Then they saw Lu Na's powerful aura falter.

He reached out and hugged the person.

The smile faded from his face, and he looked down at her, his brows gradually furrowing.

"Are you injured?"

The suffocating, oppressive feeling disappeared, and she shook her head.

"No."

He was stunned, then, holding Su Yan's hand, the smile on his face vanished.

Only undisguised coldness and sarcasm

"It's been so long, you've gotten better and better at pretending."

He gradually increased the pressure on his hands.

She no longer had the divine power to resist.

So much so that my wrist was gripped so tightly that it hurt terribly.

Her complexion, which had improved slightly, slowly turned pale again.

She tried her best to look the same as before.

But his expression couldn't be hidden.

Lu didn't speak again, but squinted at her.

Xiaohua was getting a little anxious.

"Host, say everything you want to say, so that Lu can understand your intentions."

The host no longer has the power to protect them.

If Lu Yi gets angry and doesn't know his own strength, the host will be done for in no time.

Su Yan stared longingly at them.

"It hurts a little."

Lu stared at her for a long time.

Until the wound on her hand burst open, dripping blood from her fingertips onto the ground and splattering onto his white clothes.

Lu lowered his head and looked at her drooping hands.

Look at her face again.

He frowned, looking somewhat annoyed.

He held the person in his arms and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

It was a long, long time before the envoy from the Fierce Tiger Tribe, who was kneeling on the ground, gradually seemed to realize something.

This woman seems to have an unusual relationship with the Demon King.

The Demon King didn't kill her, but took her away instead?!

Fortunately, he survived.

The envoy from the Fierce Tiger Tribe breathed a sigh of relief and slowly exhaled.

In the courtyard behind the Demon King's Palace.

The Demon King's residence.

Su Yan sat in the chair.

The person next to her was roughly applying medicine and wrapping the wound with gauze.

Lu remained silent as he worked.

They continued until the wound on her hand was bandaged.

He lifted his eyelids, straightened his body, and looked at Su Yan.

"What are you coming back for?"