Prosperous Favorite: Evil Prince, insist on teasing

Chapter 1265 Why?
The Demon Emperor lay weakly on the ground, with a bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It was all because of my emperor's heart that you treated me like that before?" A strange smile appeared on her pale face.

Cold to the bone, extremely cold.

"What do you think?" A faint voice sounded.

Ben Huang?

Leng Ruoyun looked at this woman who couldn't see her face clearly, she seemed to understand a little bit.

This woman is probably the demon emperor, the king of the demon clan, right?

But, Jun Moming?

She really wanted to see their faces clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't see their true faces.

The Demon Emperor lay on the ground, raised his arms feebly, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"That's it."

The space seemed to be exaggerated by her, and the whole body was full of depression.

Lifeless.

Leng Ruoyun couldn't understand why the demon emperor without a heart could still speak.

She knows that there are many unexplainable things in the world, but this one is really incomprehensible.

The Demon Emperor looked down at the big hole on his body, and pursed his lips slightly.

Afterwards, her body slowly approached the illusion, and gradually, something seemed to float out of her body.

'Jun Moming' originally wanted to take away her three souls and seven souls, but turned around.

I didn't know what to see, so I gave up this idea.

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The center of the black mist.

Lan Qing was worried that Xue Luo would not be able to deal with Jun Moming alone, so she sent Zihe here.

Zihe laughed and said, "Should I call you Jun Moming or Ghost Emperor? Which title do you think is more suitable for you?"

"You?" Jun Moming didn't dwell on that question, but looked at him seriously.

"Me?" Zihe snorted coldly: "What about me?"

"Purple Mandala." He said with great determination.

"The eyes are really poisonous." Zihe pretended to give a thumbs up, and then approached Jun Moming step by step.

"Since your eyes are so vicious, let me see if your skills are as shocking as your eyes?"

He closed it step by step, his voice full of contempt.

Jun Moming glanced at him slightly: "You are not worthy, let the people behind you come."

"Look down on this deity." Zihe was suddenly angry.

Countless purple vines approached Jun Moming along the palm of his hand.

Jun Moming sneered, without saying a word, he directly turned the dark breath around him.

Zihe thought that with his current level, he should easily take him down.

However, the reality is not like this.

The dark breath in the air was diverted by Jun Moming, and the miniature black mandalas rushed towards Zihe one by one.

Zihe wasn't jealous either, and suddenly there was a burst of purple in the air.

Countless black mandalas collide with purple ones.

Not surprisingly, black directly crushes purple.

Zihe was not reconciled: "Why do you have to come out first, why is the black mandala the king, why?"

He growled, roared.

It seemed that he wanted to yell out the unwillingness in his heart.

Of course, with every move, purple was crushed by black without exception.

"You?" Jun Moming frowned!

He really couldn't remember where these people came from?

You know, it is not easy to transform plants, especially Datura.

At this time, Jun Moming already felt that Leng Ruoyun was no longer in danger, so he was not in a hurry.

He was thinking, he always felt as if he should know something.

None of them noticed that a trace of a person suddenly disappeared.

"Jun Moming, you are still as arrogant as ever." Zi He gritted his teeth angrily.

(End of this chapter)