Divine Doctor and Demon Concubine: Emperor, no lower limit

Chapter 242 The Phantom of the Phoenix Flying to the Moon

Qing Luan, who had been relieved of the suppression, stood up slowly at this time, a cold smile was on her face of neither man nor woman, her bald scalp, matched with her face with heavy make-up, looked like a woman. Extraordinarily ferocious.

She walked towards Nangong Huangyue step by step, just after passing Fenji, she held the Hunyuan Sword and made another sneak attack towards Nangong Huangyue.

"Huangyue..." Ye Nanxuan raised his head to see this, and once again tried his best to rush towards Qing Luan...

But at this time, Nangong Huangyue heard Ye Nanxuan's voice, and she reacted, knowing that her husband must be blocking the sword for her again, and when she turned around suddenly, her face was shaking. He stopped, and the Hunyuan sword that was tightly held in his hand also stopped, and Ye Nanxuan jumped into the air, but Nangong Huangyue jumped into her petite embrace.

Ye Nanxuan also stared blankly at Huangyue. He looked at Huangyue's eyes that suddenly turned red like fire, and then turned around to see a fiery red shadow shining through her body on her left shoulder. out.

The Haotian Demon King standing behind Nangong Huangyue also opened his eyes wide, and he murmured in a trembling voice: "Female, daughter..."

All the people present, except Yan Xin who didn't know what to do, were all stunned.

Fen Ji looked at the pair of fiery red eyes on Nangong Huangyue's delicate face, then jumped behind her a few steps, saw the fiery red imprint of Phoenix Flying to the Moon on her left shoulder, and said with great joy: "Moyue, you really are Princess Moyue, hahaha, you are really Moyue, that's great, it's really great..."

Fen Ji was so happy that he almost didn't know what the situation was.

But Qing Luan said in a daze: "Didn't you not have a mark on the back of your shoulder? Why do you have it now?" At this moment, Qing Luan, who looked like a man, jumped towards Nangong Huangyue, and stretched out his hand to her left shoulder. , but just touched her left shoulder, "Ah..." screamed, and she was shaken five feet away by the fiery red phoenix flying to the moon.

At this moment, the messy hands seemed to have turned into a piece of coke.

"Ahh..." He kept screaming, his voice changed from rough to hoarse, which was particularly harsh and unpleasant.

Fen Ji stopped his excited smile, looked at Qing Luan's embarrassed and ugly appearance, and scolded: "So you are bald, and you are so ugly, and you have been hiding it from this deity, which made this deity spoil you for so many years."

As he spoke, his hands were filled with black air, and he swung towards Qing Luan.

"Your Majesty... ah..." Qing Luan let out another scream and fainted to death.

At this time, Nangong Huangyue was baffled by the people around her. Originally, she was burning with anger, but she only felt anger in her head. Seeing that everyone was watching her, she didn't know that she was out of control. What's up.

"Huang Yue, no, Mo Yue, you are actually Mo Yue..." Ye Nanxuan said weakly, his voice choked in his throat.

He never thought that Huangyue was really Moyue, the Moyue he loved so much, reincarnated as Huangyue, and the Huangyue he thought he was in love with was not Moyue.

So messy, so messy...

He almost lost his mind. It turned out that he had never loved the wrong person, never.

Speaking of this, he felt dizzy for a while, and finally couldn't hold on, his head tilted, and he passed out.

He had already been drained of his divine power by the demon spirit in the demon tower, but without a little bit of divine power, he was stabbed twice in a row.

Of all the people present, only Yan Xin was the calmest.

She doesn't know what the magic moon is, she only knows that Xiaoyue's sister's husband Nan Wang passed out, and she doesn't know if she is dead or something.

And Sister Xiaoyue was so strange just now, her eyes suddenly turned red, a pair of fiery red pupils, so beautiful, and on her left shoulder, there was a phantom of fiery red seal, that phantom was so beautiful.

However, at this time, those phantoms disappeared.

Sister Xiaoyue's eyes returned to black.

"Sanggong, Xianggong..." Nangong Huangyue called Ye Nanxuan a few times sadly.

At this time, the Haotian Demon King wiped away tears, and his mood calmed down.

"Son, let's take him to the inn first."

"Okay." Nangong Huangyue looked at Ye Nanxuan's sleeping face, she was really afraid that he would die.

She helped him up, and Yan Xin hurried over to help.

"Princess Demon Moon, why don't you take him to the Demon Palace to heal his wounds!"

Fen Ji said it kindly at this time, Nangong Huangyue knew that Fen Ji wanted to engage in a soft policy.

"You big devil, get out of here. If you dare to follow me, I will die with my husband." She is very clear now that everyone knows that she is the Princess of the Demon Moon in her previous life, and with her identity, For Fen Ji, it has great effect, so if there is no divine treasure to threaten Fen Ji, then use yourself to threaten him.

"Okay, okay, the deity will go first, and the deity will send someone to the inn to pick you up later."

"Get lost." Nangong Huangyue roared.

At this time, she also suffered internal injuries, but it seemed that the pain was not as painful as before, but she felt a little tired.

It's so strange.

Fen Ji turned around and disappeared without a trace, and even Qing Luan, who was wearing a green dress, bare head, and burnt hands into charcoal, disappeared without a trace. He must have been brought back to the Demon Palace by Fen Ji.

They got into the carriage and returned to the inn.

In the inn, Ye Nanxuan was lying on the bed, Nangong Huangyue was sewing up his sword wound.

"Although Lord Shenlong is a mortal body now, he is still tenacious! According to common sense, when he is under the demon spirit, he will definitely be sucked up by the demon spirit and his essence, but he has always been strong. Hold on, firstly, because he still has four dragon balls in his body, and secondly, because he has a strong willpower to support him, presumably this willpower is because of you."

Haotian Demon King said to Nangong Huangyue.

Nangong Huangyue put away the needle and thread in her hand, and glanced at Haotian Demon King. There were complicated emotions in her eyes.

Haotian Demon King looked at Nangong Huangyue who was no longer busy, but his old eyes were full of crystal light again.

He stretched out his wrinkled palm, caressing Huangyue's thin shoulders, and said kindly: "I didn't expect you to be my daughter, Moyue."

Nangong Huangyue stretched out her hand to hold Haotian Demon King's hand, with a slight smile on her lips, "Well, actually, I knew a long time ago that I was Princess Moyue in my previous life, and you were my father in my previous life."

At this time, Haotian Demon King thought of her natural look when she massaged his stinky feet that hadn't been washed for thousands of years, and remembered that Moyue was like this.

Mo Yue likes to help him wash his feet the most, but at the time, she didn't expect that Huang Yue now has the same temperament as Mo Yue back then.

"Sister Xiaoyue, by the way, why were your eyes red just now? And on your shoulders, why did there appear fiery red phantoms." Yan Xin didn't understand what kind of phantom it was, she just thought it was very beautiful. Looking up, it seems to be a curved moon, covered by a bird like a phoenix.

(End of this chapter)