Seeing Xiao Zhuang and Song Xiwei's intimate actions, he could clearly feel another force surging within him, almost bursting out of his body.
It's yelling, "Let me out, let me lend you a hand!"
You can't rely on anyone else, only I will never let you down!
Aoqian suddenly became too lazy to suppress that power and released it as he pleased.
Amidst the swirling black mist, the black mist prostrate at his feet, gradually solidifying, became the demon guards of the true bloodline of the Crimson Capital Demon Clan.
They only obey the direct bloodline of the demon race.
They are also the most lethal force among the demons.
Over the past few days, Aoqian had become accustomed to concealing his fierce and malevolent aura in front of Song Xiwei.
At this moment, after releasing these demon guards, the murderous aura emanating from his body was about to burst forth.
This is a far cry from the way he sometimes acts like a clueless fool in front of Song Xiwei, speaking nervously and stuttering, even with a coaxing tone.
At this moment, not only his appearance, but also the way he spoke was so cold that it froze the surrounding air.
One of the demon guards, who had received guidance from the old demon lord, was considered the strongest; that was the commander of the demon guards.
His name was given to him by the old demon lord; it was Ling Sheng.
Ling Sheng, in his human form, looked at least ten years older than Da Aoqian. He had a mature and steady appearance and a robust and muscular physique.
Of course, he also has a calm personality. He is not the kind of person who is troublesome, nor is he a chatterbox. This is because the Demon Lords of all generations have not been the kind of people who can chat with anyone. They dislike their subordinates who are talkative.
The reason why the Demon Clan's royal guards were suppressed by Ao Qian and not released was that they were his only trump card.
He had always intended to keep it hidden until the moment he needed it most, the moment when he was about to personally kill Ze Lin.
After Song Xiwei appeared, he no longer had the idea of summoning these personal guards.
Today, perhaps due to my unstable state of mind, I released these personal guards directly.
Realizing that he had suddenly made such a big move, it was hard not to alert Song Xiwei.
If Song Xiwei knew about the existence of these personal guards, would she blame him for keeping it from her?
For some reason, when he thought of Song Xiwei, the murderous aura on Aoqian's face thinned out, and his anger was replaced by annoyance.
Even Ling Sheng found it hard to understand; the young lord before him seemed a bit off...
Just then, Song Xiwei came out with the medicine, clearly having sensed something.
The sudden release of so many demon guards was a powerful force; it would be strange if Song Xiwei hadn't sensed it.
Just as Song Xiwei was about to lock onto these targets, Ao Qian's heart pounded wildly. Regardless of whether forcibly suppressing these personal guards would cause a backlash, he simply recalled them all.
When Song Xiwei saw Ao Qian, he was curled up on the ground, looking extremely disheveled.
But she didn't see a single shadow of the target she sensed.
She wasn't sure if she had made a mistake, but seeing Aoqian's appearance...
"Young Master??" She wanted to ask Aoqian if he had been injured by something.
Aoqian suddenly reached out and snatched the medicine bottle from Song Xiwei's hand. He opened the stopper and was about to take the medicine when Song Xiwei stopped him: "No, your foundation is not stable right now. You have to wait before using this medicine."
Aoqian felt a little relieved when he saw that Song Xiwei didn't continue to ask about what had just happened. But then he saw Song Xiwei sniffing around him, seemingly a little suspicious.
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