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Chapter 1357: 1357: How could he possibly form a heaven-sent blood contract with you?
Chapter 1357: Chapter 1357: How could he possibly form a heaven-sent blood contract with you?
The Great Elder and others, along with Qiong Qi and the four guards, almost had their expressions darken when they heard Yan Ye say that “no.” A surge of immense sadness welled up, shaking their forms so violently that they nearly fell from the sky.
How could the Devil Emperor refuse such a request from the Demon Queen? Had his love for her changed over the ten thousand years? When they were married, he had even promised to “share life and death together,” and if it weren’t for the Demon Queen covering his mouth to stop him from speaking out, the Devil Emperor wouldn’t merely suffer the heart-eating pain on the night of the full moon due to her annihilation.
Even though everyone felt that the Devil Emperor had paid too great a price for his love for the Demon Queen over more than ten thousand years, they still didn’t want to witness his love for her diminish with the passage of time.
In the eyes of others, the Devil Emperor might appear cold, ruthless, cruel, and tyrannical, but in their eyes, he was intensely emotional and passionate!
Most critically, they didn’t want to see the Devil Emperor suffer the greatest agony of divine punishment for his refusal, nor did they want to see him fall into the hands of the Spirit God Clan.
But upon hearing that “no,” Bing Feng was so overjoyed she almost leapt from the ground. Supporting herself with her hands, she struggled to lift her upper body and, despite her severe injuries, burst into a bout of wild laughter, “Hahaha, Beiting Huang, don’t delude yourself. Even if you are the reincarnation of Huang Jiu, do you really think there is someone in this world who would wait eternally, without hope, for your reincarnation?”
Ming Xiu also let out a huge sigh of relief. The Devil Emperor was still the Devil Emperor after all. Even if this man was heartless, indifferent, and looked down on the world, there was still one thing about him that was reliable — his promise!
Thinking of this, Ming Xiu called out to Beiting Huang with a hint of heartache, “Little Ninth, the Devil Emperor promised to compete with me fairly. How could he possibly form a heaven-sent blood contract with you? Little Ninth, if you want, I can give it to you!”
Ming Xiu’s heart soared. If the Devil Emperor refused, then the divine punishment would send him to the Divine Hall of Judgment. Perhaps they could use this opportunity to annihilate the Yanmo Heavenly Clan and thus make him, Ming Xiu, the only one in the world, with no Yan Ye left.
Mist Grass, they had seen shameless, but never someone this shameless! When the people of Central Continent heard what Ming Xiu shouted, they directed all their anger towards him from Yan Ye, staring angrily at this despicable man as if it were not the Devil Emperor but Ming Xiu who had refused Beiting Huang.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
“Damn it, if he were really here, I’d definitely slap this guy to death!”
“You can still attack his clone state, but right now, we can’t beat him, even if it’s just a projection.”
“Damn, one day, I will manage it!”
Meanwhile, within the Divine Veil, Yan Ye held Beiting Huang’s face and kissed her deeply. His lips, soft as a mousse cake and sweet but not sickly, were smooth as pearl milk tea. The cool sensation transmitted between them made Beiting Huang greedily capture his thin lips, sucking hard on them. That sweetness was drawn into her mouth, sliding down her throat and in an instant, both her body and heart were immensely fulfilled.
Lips intertwined, noses touched, each greedily drawing in the other’s delectable essence. Beiting Huang’s arms tightly enveloped Yan Ye’s neck, her eyes firmly closed, allowing Yan Ye to hold her tightly in his embrace, wishing she could be ground into his bones, binding her firmly to him.