Quick Transmigration: The Multi-Fertile Dumb Beauty Makes the Extinct Heirless Bigshot Cry

In the post-apocalyptic era, a mutated cat demon uses up her last life and obtains a childbirth system. As long as she gives birth to children for those heirless bigshots, she can achieve eternal l...

Chapter 192: Dual Soul Rebirth Demon Lord x Scheming Little Demon Girl (Part 6)

"Brother, come this way. I know the way here."

"Okay, Junior Sister, I believe you."

The three words "Tianlin Sect" were very prominent on the back of their respective jade pendants. As they walked, the tassels under the jade pendants swayed violently.

"Wu Ying, follow them and send them to the Demon Prison. Then, respectfully invite that woman to the easternmost cell. Don't let her senior brother see it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As soon as Wu Ying left, Rong Zhiyuan felt the severe pain in his head again.

"What are you going to do? Are you excited just seeing her? Don't you remember what she did to you?"

There was no one around at the moment, and Rong Zhiyuan was obviously not talking to anyone.

His originally painful expression changed to another one. "I didn't do that. I just wanted to ask her why."

The expression changed again, this time it was that familiar cold face.

"What's the use of asking? Isn't it enough that she lied to you?"

“I…I…”

"Give me your body, and I will avenge you."

After saying this, the soft voice never appeared again.

Despite this, his head still hurt, as if it was about to split open.

He wants to go back to find Jiang Rongxi, and everything will be fine once he finds her.

He broke through the void and went straight to the bedroom.

But there was no one in the bedroom.

"Wu Ming, where's Jiang Rongxi?"

Wu Ming immediately appeared and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Jiang has gone out to play."

"Bring him back to me immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Rong Xi felt a little bored staying in Huanzhi Palace and wanted to go out for a walk.

Before he walked out of the gate of Huanzhi Palace, his body suddenly flew into the air.

She watched the scene in front of her receding, and the wind whistled in her ears. She realized that it was she who was retreating, or rather, she was being carried backward by a force.