Chapter 280 She is really going to lose her balance

This time, the people of the Thousand Demon Sect seemed to have learned their lesson and actually locked up Di Yange and Wu Yan separately.

Di Yange was struggling with how to blow up the Thousand Demon Sect and save Wu Yan at the same time.

After all, she couldn't bear to see such a good man die like this. As

for Mo Changliu...

let's find them first, then talk about it.

Soon Di Yange was taken to the place with demonic aura by the puppet.

Those crazy old men who were dissecting monsters and cultivators suddenly looked at her with eager eyes.

Di Yange frowned slightly.

It seems that the situation is not good.

Those crazy old men will not dissect her.

Although she is not afraid of death, she doesn't want to try the feeling of being dissected.

If so, it is better to blow them up together.

At this time, the leaders appeared.

They specifically ordered: "I have brought the person here. You can check her at will, but she must not have any problems. She will be my most powerful demon. If anything happens to her, you will all die."

"Don't worry, sir. We are just drawing some blood and letting her suffer some superficial injuries. We will never let her suffer any physical injuries."

The crazy old men looked at Di Yange, but their expressions did not seem as simple as just drawing some blood.

After the Thousand Demons Cult gave the order, they said to Di Yange: "Boy, you'd better be obedient, otherwise the person who is brought here will be the bald donkey."

Di Yange did not speak, but just frowned at him and the group of crazy old men.

After the man left, these crazy old men rushed to her anxiously.

Four of them grabbed one of her limbs, and with a flash of sword, Di Yange's wrist was bleeding.

"..."

This professional level, it is obvious that these people often do this.

After a while, Di Yange had a large bowl of blood.

While bleeding her, these people were whispering to each other.

"She...she doesn't have Yuan Yang. Could this be the reason why she is so strong at such a young age?"

"It's very possible. I met a guy named Xiao Jue before, but unfortunately he ran away. He also didn't have Yuan Yang, and he entered the Spirit Transformation Realm at a young age. This shows that Yuan Yang may not be beneficial to cultivation."

"That makes sense. We will verify it later."

"Look, the magic seeds in her body are providing her with spiritual power continuously. She is simply crazy. She actually uses the magic seeds to cultivate. Is she afraid that she will not die soon enough?"

"What is she wearing? Why is she so strong? I also want to check her muscle strength."

"This piece of clothing is definitely a top-grade spiritual treasure. Take it off carefully."

Just when a few crazy old men were busy, they heard another person excitedly saying, "Don't worry about that broken spiritual treasure, come and see her blood, it's simply top-grade."

After a while of chattering...

"Quick... let her bleed more."

The crazy old men didn't care about any spiritual treasures at all, and excitedly let her bleed bowl after bowl.

Di Yange was a little speechless.

But it was just a few bowls of blood, which was not a big problem.

At this time, she was controlling her clone and sneaking in to find Wu Zhu and Mo Changliu.

"Master... Master, she did it all for me."

His master, who was as high and mighty as a fairy, was bled like an animal, and all this was for him.

Mo Changliu, who was outside the light curtain, only felt the sharp blade piercing his heart again and again. He could no longer tell whether it was because of the torture of the demon species or because of his regret and self-blame.

The master did so much for him, but what did he do?

"Mo Changliu, don't be so self-indulgent. She...she didn't do it for you at all. She did it for...Wufan."

No matter who it was for, Liu Mu only felt a bitter mood surging to his limbs.

However, Mo Changliu could not hear his words.

He still looked at the person in the light curtain with a painful look on his face.

At this time, no one noticed that there was an imperceptible tangle in Yan Wu's eyes.

They were all looking at Di Yange in the light curtain.

Because they were looking at the light curtain the whole time, they could see it very clearly.

Di Yange spent so much effort just to set up the formation.

But after the formation was set, she was reluctant to start.

Everyone knew that she was not afraid of death. If she was afraid of death, she would not be called crazy.

So... she endured all this just for Wu Yan... and Mo Changliu.

As for who it was for, they couldn't tell yet.

But no matter who it was, they were deeply jealous and sympathetic.

"Tian Xuanzi is really too pitiful. Every person she treats sincerely with her life will end up deeply hurting her heart."

"Yeah. The 'Master Ji' was such a good person back then, why would anyone make her sad?"

"The Demon Emperor is too pitiful. Even if he really does something cruel and inhumane in the future, everyone who hurt her heart will be held responsible."

"Brothers, you all hold on. The Demon Emperor is about to make a mistake..."

"Get out!!!"

The onlookers immediately quarreled again.

"Shut up."

Emperor Yange on the throne slapped the throne with his palm, making a loud noise, and everyone was silent instantly.

Everyone lowered their heads, like children who had made mistakes.

"This emperor has always done things as he pleases, so stop talking nonsense."

Emperor Yange wished that these people could get out of here as soon as possible.

I don't know what's so good about her troubles.

And it seems that more and more people are watching.

If she continued like this, she would lose her balance.

Her image as an emperor might be ruined soon.

So, she could only close her eyes and pretend to be in a trance.

After she closed her eyes, Mo Changliu and his party dared to secretly glance at her.

Seeing her indifferent and cold expression, as if she really didn't care about anyone, Mo Changliu felt a heart-wrenching pain.