Slowly, the situation on the battlefield began to turn around. Although the demons had more people, they lacked a strong commander and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Finally, Su found his chance and immediately pressed the red bone fan against Luo Feng's neck, "Stop!"

The magical voice instantly penetrated everyone's eardrums, and the demon generals stopped their actions upon seeing it.

Xuan Mo's blood seemed to solidify in an instant, and the huge magic power knocked Zhao Zhao away, and he rushed to Su's side regardless of anything.

Su laughed maliciously, and at the same time, the bone fan moved forward, "If you come any closer, he will die~"

Xuan Mo immediately froze and said, "Okay, I won't move."

Luo Feng looked indifferent, "Brother, don't worry, if he dies, he dies."

"Shut up!" Xuan Mo's eyes flashed, and he stared at him and scolded him.

Luo Feng shook his head and smiled gently, "Not worthy of it, brother." Tears slowly soaked his eyes and dripped down his cheeks onto the bone fan.

Xuan Mo clenched his fists, enduring and enduring, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and let go of his attitude, "As long as you don't hurt my brother, I...will agree to anything you want."

"oh?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

Su still smiled.

Hearing this, Xuan Mo thought he had agreed to let him go, but before he could let go of his worries, he suddenly heard Su's tone change 360 ​​degrees, "But have you let my brother go?!"

Xuan Mo followed Su's gaze and saw Zhao Zhao couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Su slowly closed his eyes, and after calming down a little, he said softly, "Then chop off one of his legs. It's not too much, is it?"

"No." Xuan Mo's face was gloomy, and he looked like he was ready to die together.

Su had been arrogant since he was little, and he hated it most when others touched the things he cared about. What's more, this was his most precious younger brother, a brother he himself couldn't bear to say a harsh word to. How could he tolerate being hurt like this today?

He scoffed and said sarcastically, "I'm not negotiating with you."

There was murderous intent in Su's eyes, and just when he was about to chop off Luo Feng's head, Zhao Zhao walked over.

"Let me take care of this, okay?"

Xuan Mo just saw the Son of God Zhao slightly curl his lips at Su, and then the thing that was almost going crazy suddenly calmed down.

"Okay." Su responded obediently.

Hehe, Zhaozhao smiled at me again.

Xuan Mo: ...

Zhao Zhao was thinking that even if they had extraordinary abilities, they might not be able to escape unscathed if they killed someone else's prince in the demon clan's territory.

Although he was touched by Su's love for him, he still had to put the overall situation first at the critical moment.

A peaceful solution is the best solution.

"Brother can return it to you exactly, but we have conditions."

Zhao Zhao looked at Xuan Mo and spoke slowly.

Xuan Mo met those calm golden eyes, and a bad premonition flashed through his mind.

Half an hour later

Xuan Mo held the signed "humiliating" treaty in his hand, thinking about its contents in his mind, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

It's like a dream.

"Brother." Just at this moment, the "culprit" Luo Feng approached him with a playful smile. Xuan Mo gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to scold him.

However, thinking of the scene where he almost lost his life today, he ruffled his hair hard.

"Next time you encounter something like this, stay away from me."

"Okay, brother, but will we have a next time?"

Xuan Mo: ...

Yes, this humiliating treaty has been signed, and he is forced not to take the initiative to provoke the gods and goddesses in the divine realm for five hundred years.

Seeing Xuan Mo frozen in stone, Luo Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "Is it worth it, brother?"

Xuan Mo was stunned for a moment, then said seriously, "For you, everything is worth it."

"But we've lost a huge opportunity to rise this time. Don't you feel sorry?"

"No regrets."

"Why?"

"No reason."

"Can……"

Xuan Mo couldn't stand it any longer, "Shut up."

"oh."

Luo Feng was satisfied after being scolded and smiled like a fox.

To be precise, it is a happy fox.

…

On the other hand, Zhao Zhao was in a very happy mood because he had received the promise from the eldest prince of the demon world not to cause trouble within 500 years and had rescued Na Yue without any casualties.

Even when he saw Su's familiar bone fan, he was in the mood to tease him, "I think I've seen this bone fan before."

When Su heard this, he immediately felt guilty and wanted to hide it. When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Zhao's expression with a faint smile.

Seeing this, Su stopped pretending and said, "Back then, I was blinded by the ghost and used it to hurt you. Now it's in your hands, so do with it as you please."

He held Zhaozhao's blood-stained hand and handed him the fan.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao immediately put it away and said, "Okay, I'll return it to you in a few days."

The evil aura emitted by the bone fan was not an illusion. He wanted to see what Su was doing.

Tracing:……

Okay, Zhao Zhao didn't refuse.

Thinking of this bone fan, Su felt a little guilty and his eyes were wandering.

So, he drifted along, and finally met Shi Qinian's eyes.

Shi Qinian smiled slightly and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to the God Realm."

As he said that, he walked over to Zhao Zhao and supported her.

Among them, Zhao Zhao fought alone against the powerful Xuan Mo and was injured the most.

Su was not willing to be outdone and immediately went to the other side to support him.