Seeing Xingyue's resolute attitude, Second Luo couldn't help but pout, but still sighed helplessly and said, "Since that's the case... then there's nothing we can do! Although Luo Luo wants to keep Sister, since this is what Sister wants to do, Luo Luo has no choice but to take Sister to find the Demon Lord and ask him to help Sister recover her memory."

Hearing this, Xingyue's eyes flashed with emotion. She looked quietly at the handsome and lovely young man in bright red clothes in front of her, and a warm and tender feeling surged in her heart.

Then, Xingyue gently held Second Luo's hand and said in a gentle voice, "Lolo, thank you for accompanying me to the Demon Realm, and thank you even more for leading me to seek the help of the Demon Lord. With you by my side, I feel extremely at ease."

Second Luo and Xingyue entered the Demon Lord's palace. The palace stood proudly like a towering mountain, emitting an aura of mystery and majesty, as if declaring its inviolability. Xingyue followed closely behind Second Luo, her heart shrouded in a fog, filled with endless doubts.

Inside the palace, the crowd bowed to the Second Luo like a tide, their eyes revealing awe and obedience. Xingyue watched this scene in astonishment, her heart surging with turmoil. She couldn't understand why these people showed such respect to the Second Luo.

Second Luo keenly noticed Xingyue's puzzled expression. His narrow and long phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as charming as a crescent moon, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

He turned around, looked at Xingyue with burning eyes, and said softly: "Sister, Luo Luo...isn't he the Demon Lord you have been searching for?"

Xingyue was in shock beyond words, her beautiful eyes staring at Di Er Luo in disbelief. She could never have imagined that this red-clothed young man, who had always been by her side, so well-behaved and adorable like an elf, was actually the Demon Lord feared by all seven realms?!

Second Luo looked at Xingyue's surprised expression and couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. He knew this news would leave Xingyue dumbfounded. He decided to use this opportunity to give Xingyue a deeper understanding of his identity and power.

"Sister, from now on, you belong to Luo Luo..."

Second Luo gently held Xingyue's hand, his face full of wicked charm and charm. His voice was as sweet as the sound of nature, but it was also full of dominance and possessiveness.