Xihe was so upset by Jimo Fan's rejection that she couldn't even get angry.
What the heck? Why are you talking to me like you're coaxing a child?
He turned and wandered into the woods nearby.
This area has not yet been sealed off or searched. Xihe didn't know what Jimo Fan was doing here, but she didn't urge him. She found a place to pass the time.
The main reason was that he felt a little embarrassed to continue the conversation after what he had just said.
It seems like he'd be disobedient if I kept pestering him.
But if he obediently went to the side on his own, it would seem as if he were admitting that he was a childish idiot.
He angrily plucked a large bunch of wildflowers, and when he came to his senses, a wreath had appeared in his hand.
Would it look good on Ji Mofan?
Thinking this, Xihe planned to put it into practice immediately. But as soon as he stood up, holding the flower wreath, before he could even open his mouth, he suddenly sensed the presence of a third person approaching.
He instinctively wanted to hide the wreath, but then he realized that he was now bound by the Demon-Binding Rope and couldn't even open his Qiankun Bag.
Helpless, I could only put my hands behind my back.
The first thing that came into view was a shimmering hem of clothing.
It was dusk when they left the main city, and now it was completely night. The sky was filled with stars and a bright moon. The moonlight was faint, but the fabric of the clothes still reflected such a beautiful light in such a dim light.
It looks expensive; that was Xihe's first impression.
His Majesty would probably like it; I might get one for myself sometime in the future.
"You really know how to find a place, hiding in such a remote corner." The young man in white robes and a jade crown who emerged from the dense forest was none other than Li Jinchu, who had met Xihe once in the Demon Palace.
Xihe later ordered people to investigate the identities of this group, and it was only then that he truly learned the circumstances under which Ji Mofan had come to the Demon Realm.
But after finding out the truth, he felt that Li Geyue was 120% unworthy of being treated so well, which is why he acted impulsively and put on such a grand ceremony to crown the empress.
However, it seems he messed it up; Ji Mofan doesn't seem to like it.
“Then you can still find me.” Ji Mofan put the map away and walked forward to look behind him.
“The others haven’t caught up yet, but I’m faster on foot,” Li Jinchu said.
Ji Mo Fan did not believe it at all.
Li Jinchu's strength is not top-notch. Even though he has a magic weapon, with demonic cultivators all around and spiritual power not easily usable, everyone can only rely on physical skills and luck.
He has no advantages whatsoever, so how could he leave everyone else far behind and come all by himself?
"Then let's wait for them." Turning his gaze away from the dense forest behind Li Jinchu, Ji Mofan shrugged.
Li Jinchu walked over to him, fanning herself with a folding fan.
This guy is so pretentious. They're clearly in a pretty awkward situation in the Demon Realm, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're on the run right now, yet he still has time to pose for photos.
Not only was his hair neatly tied up, but his clothes were also spotless, suggesting he had changed them recently.
When Ji Mofan stood next to him, it was like a wild animal meeting a domesticated pet.
To match the elaborately patterned wedding attire, Ji Mo Fan Ben wore a headdress weighing several kilograms when she appeared today.
But he discarded all those beautiful but useless things before even leaving the main city.
Her long hair was loosely tied up with just a hairband, to the point that it wouldn't affect her movement.
As for the wedding dress, he didn't cherish it at all. He tore off the hem, which was covered with jewels, making it much lighter than when it came from the factory.
If Xihe had dressed up Jimo Fan as a vibrant red camellia, then this move of his directly transformed the clothes into a spider lily.
"You really kidnapped the Demon Lord?" Li Jinchu stepped forward, her gaze sweeping suspiciously over Xi He, who stood silently to the side.
"I don't think anyone in the Demon Realm would be so bold as to impersonate the Demon Lord," Ji Mo Fan said vaguely.
Ordinary demonic cultivators wouldn't have such courage, but Xihe's case involved authorization from the person himself, so he was naturally fearless.
Li Jinchu clearly did not believe him.
His gaze lingered on Xihe several times before finally settling on the hand hidden behind his back.
"...What are you looking at?" Xihe was quite annoyed by his scrutiny.
He still carries the Emperor's face; no one has ever dared to look directly at the Emperor so openly before.
Even many people in the Demon Realm know what the Venerable One looks like not from their own eyes, but from the portraits circulating in various places.
"The Demon Lord is very handsome." Li Jinchu showed no displeasure at his tone, and even smiled as she gave him a compliment.
It made it difficult for Xihe to retaliate against the smiling person.
The standoff ended somewhat ambiguously, and Li Jinchu quickly turned her attention to discussing with Ji Mofan how to leave the Demon Realm as soon as possible.
The wreath in Xihe's hand was wilted from being squeezed so tightly by himself, and the flower juice was crushed on his fingertips, feeling sticky and astringent.
For some reason, he found the sight of those two people standing side by side in the distance inexplicably irritating.
This feeling came out of nowhere. After standing there pondering for a while, he could only explain it as the possessiveness inherent in demonic cultivators.
It is extremely difficult for demonic cultivators to share their possessions with others.
Unless the latter is an existence so powerful that one cannot contend with it.
Therefore, although some people in the demon realm keep more than one partner in their homes, without exception, they all subdue them first before considering anything else.
Therefore, when Xihe initially wanted Jimo Fan to be his Demon Queen, he did not truly consider Jimo Fan's own wishes.
After all, this is a common occurrence in the demon realm; if you can't win, you deserve to be controlled by others.
But now, regardless of his stance, he seems to have no right to protest.
Ji Mofan didn't have any irreplaceable feelings for him, and with his power completely sealed, he had no ability to force him to do anything for him.
In a terrible mood, I crushed all the flowers I had just picked, one by one, turning the once beautiful wreath into nothing but bare grass.
The faint roar of some unknown beast seemed to echo from within the dense forest.
Ji Mofan and Li Jinchu, who were talking, fell silent at the same time, and both turned their gazes toward the source of the strange noise.
Monster?
The gradually amplified sound quickly confirmed the guess that had popped into their minds at the same time: the heavy panting of the animal, accompanied by the sound of grass being crushed, grew louder and louder.
Two longswords were drawn simultaneously, and spiritual energy slowly covered them.
Li Jinchu noticed that the sword in Ji Mofan's hand didn't seem as bright anymore.
It's not surprising. He had been in the Demon Realm for quite some time, and the spiritual energy in his body had always been insufficient. Naturally, the power he could mobilize was no longer at its peak.
But this is not good news.
Because the behemoth they were about to face... had a terrifying aura.
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