The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 404: Designed Death of Love
Sacrifice platform mountain gate

Cen Yi waited around, "Senior brother, when will Junior Sister Miaoyuan come over? Senior Sister Yan Yun has been in for half an hour."

Murong Feng clenched his fists, his brows downcast, "Wait a moment."

He knew that Junior Sister Miaoyuan must be more anxious than them at this moment, and they could not get into trouble.

Cen Yi understands, but understanding is one thing, being anxious is another.

She turned her back, clasped her hands and prayed, "Hurry up, Your Highness, please, come quickly. Senior Sister Yan Yun can't wait any longer."

The silver beast tribe inside was still very fierce. She had been lucky enough to participate in a sacrificial ceremony before, and the silver beast tribe was so fierce, hissing, and scary.

She quickly closed her eyes and said, "Your Highness..."

"Please please."

"Junior sister?!" A surprised voice came from Murong Feng behind him.

"Me?" Miaoyuan was shocked.

"Yes, the sect leader has issued an order to allow disciples Yan Yun and Miao Yuan to enter today."

The two disciple brothers on duty said righteously: "I'm sorry, no one can enter without the order of the sect master."

They turned to look at Miaoyuan, "But you can come in."

I don't know what's going on inside. I hope Senior Sister Yan Yun will not be injured.

Murong Feng nodded, "Just come, let's find a way to get in first."

Cen Yi was so anxious that she almost fainted, "Can't we really be accommodating? We really have a very urgent matter!! Human lives are at stake!!"

"Senior Brother Murong, Senior Sister Cen Yi."

"Well," Miaoyuan walked towards the mountain gate with a sullen face. Cen Yi let go of his hand, with worry in his eyes.

Cen Yi quickly turned around and saw Miaoyuan and Nuoming slowly falling from the air in the distance and coming in a hurry.

Just as Murong Feng was about to move over, he saw Cen Yi running over in a hurry, crying with joy, "Your Highness, you are finally here!"

She finally saw the light.

Led by Miaoyuan, Cen Yi and Murong Feng followed her. As soon as they reached the mountain gate, they were stopped again as expected.

Murong Feng and Cen Yi also looked in disbelief, "Junior sister, can I come in?"

However, things in the world are always unpredictable, and we are always afraid of what will happen.

Miaoyuan was about to speak anxiously when she saw the two disciples on duty solemnly said: "No one can enter without the order of the sect master."

Miaoyuan followed her footsteps and walked over, "Senior brother."

Miaoyuan: "!!" What else is there to say? !
The naked conspiracy, the scheming, from the cultivation to the barrier, from the barrier to the sacrificial mountain gate, were all designed by the master.

Cen Yi took her arm and shook her head, "How could it be? You're here just in time. Hurry, hurry in..."

Although she knew that Junior Sister Miaoyuan had a way to help Senior Sister Yan Yun, she was afraid that if they couldn't enter the mountain gate now, then even if there was a way, there would be nothing they could do. That would be bad.

Miaoyuan apologized, "Sorry, senior sister, I'm late."

She had calculated that she and Sister Yan Yun were coming, and had also made a plan not to let others help, but to let them solve it themselves.

Humph, you can solve it by yourself. It's originally the ghost clan's own business.

Miaoyuan turned to look at Murong Feng and Cen Yi, "Senior Brother Murong, Senior Sister Cen Yi, I'll go in first."

Cen Yi's eyes showed sadness, "Then you must be careful, little junior sister." There is still no danger in it. Even if she has an idea, there is no guarantee that the silver beast tribe will not have eyes.

Murong Feng also had a worried look on his face, "Junior Sister, you and Junior Sister Yan Yun must be careful and don't be reckless, let alone confront them head-on."

Miaoyuan nodded, "Don't worry, senior brother, I know."

No matter how great the danger was, she had to go in. Because she is the little Highness of the Ghost Clan, she cannot let Sister Yan Yun bear it alone. This is her own responsibility.

Miaoyuan patted Nuoming's little head in the Qiankun bag on her waist, and used the power of her heart to send a message to it: "You go in first, Nuoming. You don't have to accompany me in the rest of the battle." Because of what happened next. Fighting, I don’t know what kind of danger it is.

Nuoming retracted obediently and allowed Miaoyuan to tie the Qiankun bag.

"Chirp chirp..." Master, rest assured that Nuoming will always be with you.

Miaoyuan took a long breath and bravely walked to the gate of the sacrificial mountain.

That petite figure is obviously so small, yet so strong. There was some messy dirt on his body, as if he had just emerged from a pile of dirt, and his clothes were torn in pieces. He looked petite and pitiful, but he had to bear such a heavy responsibility as a ghost clan.

Murong Feng looked very distressed. He was thinking that it would be great if he were a member of the ghost tribe, so that he could accompany Junior Sister Miaoyuan to fight together at this moment.

Cen Yi looked at her back as she entered, her eyes red, "Senior Sister Yan Yun, you and Junior Sister Miaoyuan must come out safely."

Murong Feng whispered, "Everyone will be safe."

Junior Sister Miaoyuan's cultivation has just begun, and she will not be given up by Heaven so easily. She is the pride of heaven, the darling of heaven, and the ancestors of the ghost clan will protect her in heaven.

Miaoyuan walked all the way into the sacrificial forest. Along the way, she listened to the fierce and harsh sounds of ghosts crying and howling, and her heart felt like she was facing a flat mirror, calm and calm.

She knew that they didn't dare to hurt her at will. They only dared to hide behind the woods and behind rocks to spy on her whereabouts.

"The little highness of the ghost clan is here..."

"Quick, tell the boss."

A silver beast running wildly in the mountain forest headed towards the sacrificial altar. The words spoken in its mouth were the special spoken language of their tribe.

She couldn't understand it, but she could guess that they were informing their leader.

She is coming.

Miaoyuan nervously grabbed her sleeves, but walked towards the altar with a calm look on her face.

"Is it Miaoyuan?" Sister Yan Yun's voice suddenly came from mid-air, using the power of her heart.

Miaoyuan looked at the sacrificial altar in surprise, and couldn't help but quicken her steps, "It's me, Sister Yan Yun, where are you?"

"Sacrificial altar."

Miaoyuan got the exact location and ran hard towards the sacrificial altar, "You wait for my sister Yan Yun."

She wants to fight side by side with Sister Yan Yun to fight against the Silver Beast Clan.

Running wildly with her in the forest next to her were a group of burly and majestic silver beasts. Viewed from a high place, Miaoyuan's petite figure seemed to be overwhelmed by the entire group of silver beasts. The densely packed group of gray and silver beasts interspersed among the lush and lush mountain forests, each of them looked fierce and vicious, making it difficult to offend.

Miaoyuan tried her best to ignore the danger around her and ran all the way to the sacrificial altar. On the sacrificial altar, she saw Sister Yan Yun confronting Yin Xian, the leader of the Silver Beast Clan, alone.

At that moment, she didn't think about anything. She ran towards the sacrificial altar like crazy, using her weak body to protect Yan Yun, and said very uprightly and fearlessly: "You are not allowed to hurt sister Yan Yun. If you want to kill me, just kill her." I!"

Yan Yun: "..."

Yinxian chuckled lightly and looked at her, "Your Highness is from the ghost tribe, right? I was worried about not having enough dinner tonight, so you brought it to my door."

Miaoyuan's body trembled, and her voice trembled a little, "You...you dare, you, your master was not killed by my grandfather, why do you want to eat me."

She came here today just to find out the truth about that year and to restore her grandfather's innocence.

Yan Yun behind him looked at her in surprise. He didn't expect that before she returned to the ghost clan, she already knew the same news as her. She actually underestimated her.

"Then tell me, why did my master die?"

Miaoyuan endured the fear in her heart, looked into its pair of green cruel eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I died of love."

"What did you say?" Yin Xian's voice suddenly rose to a higher pitch, and the silver earrings in his ears rang. He was puzzled and surprised as to why there was a different answer.

Yan Yun frowned. Just as she was about to pull the skirt of the little girl in front of her to tell her to stop talking nonsense, she saw that she had finished speaking quickly.

"Elder Xuan Yin died because he loved his grandfather, and my grandfather died because he cared about Elder Xuan Yin. None of them were wrong. What was wrong was that natural disaster and that shipwreck! But it was not caused by us, let alone because of me. Grandfather’s reasons.”

"So, you can't harbor hatred towards us, let alone hurt me and Sister Yan Yun!"