Although the houses are not large, once you step inside, you will inexplicably feel a warm atmosphere.
Feng Xingyao was staring at the girl in front of him quietly and said with a smile, "If the Red Spirit King is still alive, Ah Yan, what do you want to do next?"
Chen Yan raised her eyes and looked at him, her voice firm, "Of course I want to take back what belongs to me."
This also includes power.
She wants to become the Emperor of the Underworld again.
Feng Xingyao's lips curled slightly. "If you are the Underworld Emperor, then I am the Demon Emperor. Do you want us to marry each other? To maintain the relationship between the two realms?"
Chen Yan retracted her gaze, "No need."
Feng Xingyao's smile faded slightly, "Why?"
"What if I'm not the Emperor of the Underworld?" The girl's cold eyes were staring at him, her voice calm.
Feng Xingyao choked slightly, "Then I will definitely not mention this matter."
Chen Yan approached step by step, "Didn't you say that you are no longer the Demon Emperor?"
Feng Xingyao's face froze, and he suddenly felt helpless, as if he had shot himself in the foot.
He reached out and tugged at her sleeve, shaking it and winking at her.
Trying to muddle through.
"Becoming the Demon Emperor again?"
Her words made him lose his pretense. He sighed softly and confessed honestly, "The new Demon Emperor wanted to deal with me, but I killed him. Then I became the Demon Emperor again."
Chen Yan frowned, with complicated emotions in her heart. She seemed to rarely take the initiative to know everything about him. On the contrary, he knew almost everything about her.
She spoke slowly, "Why don't you ever tell me these things?"
He held her hand, looked at her tenderly, and whispered, "Actually, I didn't mean to hide it from you. You've been worried about too many things this past year, and I don't want to add to your troubles."
Her father and brother are missing, her companions have left one after another, and she still has to deal with the political affairs of Tianzhou.
She has much less time to practice.
If he told her too much, it would only cause her more trouble.
When Chen Yan heard his words, she lowered her eyes. The memories that she had deliberately suppressed resurfaced. She didn't know how they were doing.
Four years is too long...
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