Chapter 1189 I Hid Her

"I've said it many times, I'm Wen Xiaoai, I'm not her. And this time you helped me, I won't thank you, because you are the demon king, Zuo Yan's monarch, even if these things are true It has nothing to do with you, but you can't escape the responsibility."

She sympathizes with his emotional experience and admires his infatuation, but she is always treated as a substitute for others, and she feels somewhat uncomfortable.

What's more, the person in front of her is the leader of the demon world who killed half of her clan.

"I know, I don't take you for anyone."

Whether his words were true or not, Wen Xiaoai could no longer refute them.

Wen Xiaoai was like being poured ice water by the opponent, and the fire was instantly extinguished.

"I want Zuo Yan's life."

"it is good."

He answered so frankly that Wen Xiaoai felt that he was full of malice.

Pursing her lips slightly, she finally put away her thorns.

"You said...you found her? Then how is she now? Has she been reincarnated like you? Or..."

To be honest, if possible, Wen Xiaoai would really like to see this Fairy Shangying who made the Demon Lord go crazy thousands of years ago, and even wanted to save her soul at all costs.

Does it really look that much like her?

Wen Xiaoai couldn't help touching her face.

"Well, I found her, but she doesn't remember me." He looked at her with sadness in his eyes, but also the joy of finding her again.

"Don't remember you? Why? Amnesia?"

"Because the soul is incomplete..."

"Why is the soul incomplete?"

"I don't know, and I don't really know what happened to her at the time."

Nie Jiuque looked at her, trying to restrain his emotions that he couldn't express or express.

"Then where is she now? Immortal world?"

He suddenly grinned and said with a sense of accomplishment like a child:

"No, I hid her."

Wen Xiaoai was taken aback for a moment.

Nie Jiuque, who was as naughty as a child, made her feel more familiar than ever.

It was a dream, she must have seen Nie Jiuque like this in the dream.

So, is Nie Jiuque like this the real him?

For some reason, Wen Xiaoai couldn't help but sympathize with him when he thought that he might have been a free and easy person, and occasionally had a childish stubbornness, but because of his feelings, he had a knife stuck all over his body, hurting others and himself severely. .

"Hiding? Because immortals and demons have different ways, so like a thousand years ago, is it to protect her?"

"Um."

"..."

Wen Xiaoai's heart felt depressed, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Even the demon king can't resist the so-called special way, and can't protect the one he loves.

Then what should she and Jun Moyan do?

She knew that she and Jun Moyan, one person and one demon, would definitely have more hardships than Mozun and that fairy.

"Do you hate the fairy world?"

"How can you not hate?!"

"I heard that your demon world fought against the underworld several times back then, and even you... lost your soul in the underworld in the end. Did the fairy world and the underworld join hands, or is there something else hidden?"

Hearing this, Nie Jiuque flashed before his eyes the scene of being blocked by the soul-suppressing beast when he rescued Shangying in the underworld thousands of years ago, and there was nowhere to hide the anger and hatred in his heart.

Seeing Nie Jiuque's sudden change in breath, Wen Xiaoai's heart skipped a beat.

How does it feel...Nie Jiuque's hatred for the underworld is even greater than for the fairy world. ?

"If we say that those old things in the fairy world are the murderers who killed me and Ying'er, then the things in the underworld are the accomplices! People hate a hundred times and a thousand times more than the murderers."

"You mean... the soul-suppressing beast?"