873 Rebirth, as if in Another World

? Fen hesitated for a moment: "It might be a little tricky to deal with the Demon Lord."

"I understand." Su Qiqi also knew Fen's intention: "Let's find a way with the Demon Lord. The current Yan Dynasty cannot do without Wen Chen."

She has plans for the people of the world.

"Okay." Fen nodded vigorously. Indeed, Mo Wenchen is the emperor of the world. His main responsibility is to govern the country and bring peace to the world. He cannot ignore everything for a demon king.

While taking out the crystal ball from his sleeve, he glanced at Su Qiqi again: "Qiqi, since you have decided, I will cast the spell."

"Okay." Su Qiqi didn't hesitate anymore. She needed Mo Wenchen to wake up, not a killing machine.

Mo Wenchen is definitely the best killing machine now. As long as Fen Lue uses some tricks, Mo Wenchen can run to the wilderness and kill the Demon Lord. With Mo Wenchen's current skills, the Demon Lord will definitely have to wait for death. share.

"By the way, what will happen to Feng Wen if Wen Chen wakes up?" Su Qiqi thought of another question and asked casually. She didn't want to care about Feng Wen, she was just curious.

"Feng Wen can only resign herself to her fate. She may not live long in a place like the black market, unless..." Fen narrowed his eyes and paused.

"Unless something." Su Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and she was suddenly afraid of another accident.

"Unless the Demon Lord takes action to save her." Fen Ye smiled: "This is unlikely."

"It's just in case." Su Qiqi said with a pale face: "Or you should let Xiaoluo do something and just let that woman Feng Wen die."

"This way" Fen nodded: "It's also a good idea, but only after Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng wake up."

"Okay." Su Qiqi nodded directly: "Mr. Fen, please take action."

Zi Wuya, Chu Fan and others were also watching outside. They knew that they were in a difficult position and had no better ideas for a while. It seemed that they could only wait for Mo Wenchen to wake up before discussing.

An imperial doctor had already gone to see Cuiyu, but Leng Yan was staying by Su Qiqi's side.

He wanted to ensure that nothing would happen to Su Qiqi. Even though he knew that Su Qiqi was surrounded by experts, he still stayed by his side.

This also shows his loyalty.

Now he has absolutely no objection to Su Qiqi. Even if Su Qiqi is allowed to take charge of politics directly, he will not object, because he knows that Su Qiqi will never get involved in Mo Wenchen's world.

This world belongs to the two of them.

"Leng Yan, go and see Cuiyu. She was also injured in Mobei." Seeing Fen turn around and leave, Su Qiqi looked at the people around her.

"My subordinates must protect the Queen." Leng Yan stood there like a tree. No matter how his mind changed, his character remained the same. This was innate and could not be changed.

"Just let your men protect me." Su Qiqi smiled helplessly, feeling that the cold words were cute.

But he didn't say much.

Leng Yan hesitated for a moment, looked at Su Qiqi, then at Zi Wuya and others, and then nodded vigorously: "Yes."

In fact, he was also worried about Cuiyu.

After burning until there was no one around, he released Xiaoluo's soul. With a cold face, he said numbly: "Unlock the witchcraft on Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng, and I will promise to resurrect you."

Xiaoluo's soul was a little ethereal, and while looking at Fen, he was a little doubtful.

"Do you know who I am?" Fen's expression did not change and he asked calmly.

Hearing this question, Xiaoluo shook his head: "I know that the people around Miss Qiqi are not ordinary people."

"You still have such knowledge?" Fen suddenly laughed: "Since you know, let's do it."

"Yes." Xiaoluo doesn't want to be reincarnated, because it's hard to predict what will happen to her. If she lives again with the memories of this life, she will definitely be an outstanding wizard.

While responding, he walked around the crystal ball and skillfully took out the large bottle and silver bowl from his sleeves. He muttered something while not stopping the movements of his hands.

Just like when casting a spell, I took a piece of paper and wrote something, then put it in a silver bowl and burned it. Then the crystal ball began to change, with Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng inside.

What the two of them were doing was clearly shown inside.

The paper burned into ashes in the silver bowl, and Xiaoluo poured out the green liquid from the bottle. As soon as the liquid was poured into the silver bowl, it condensed with the paper ashes, forming a round sphere about the size of a thumb. .

Xiaoluo held it in his hand again, flicked his fingers, and penetrated into the crystal ball.

Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng, who could see clearly in the crystal ball, disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the crystal ball also became clear and transparent, leaving nothing behind.

"Okay." Xiao Luo seemed very tired, and her wandering soul curled up and floated into Fen's sleeve.

"You actually want this world too, right?" Seeing Xiaoluo acting like this, Fen pulled her out of her sleeves and asked coldly.

"I only wanted Mobei at that time." Xiaoluo opened his eyes and glanced at Fen, feeling very tired: "My soul can't last much longer. When will you let me come back to life?"

"I will let you come back to life, but I want to make sure you are not a threat to Qiqi." Fen's voice was very low, word by word.

"Haha, you also like Su Qiqi." Xiaoluo smiled, a little far-fetched: "With my ability, how can I influence the Queen? Her methods are brilliant, and there are so many people who are loyal Who can take away everything from her? Miss, oh, Feng Wen, I don’t want to end up in such a miserable way."

The sound gets quieter and quieter.

Finally, he lay on Fen's arm, trying not to get up for a moment.

Fen moved the crystal ball, and it was clear inside. He looked at Xiaoluo again, shook his head, and waved his hand. The crystal ball and Xiaoluo disappeared.

A daughter was born in a commoner's home in the imperial city. The baby's cry was very loud, and there were large patches of fire clouds in the sky.

"Qiqi, why are we here?" Lei Yufeng was standing side by side with Zi Wuya, Chu Fan, and Su Li, but he shook his head vigorously at this time: "I, wasn't I in the desert?"

"I'm back." Su Li smiled, and there was a bit of teasing in that smile: "Have you forgotten who you met in Mobei?"

"Who?" Lei Yufeng was even more confused, his face was a little strange, and he looked straight at Su Li, thinking that the smile on this guy's face was unusual, and something must have happened, and he didn't know.

"Wan Qian Zi" Su Li said fearlessly.

"Miss Wan" Lei Yufeng took a breath and subconsciously looked at Su Qiqi, but saw that the latter was talking to Shenglan and Shengge, and didn't pay any attention to him.

Then he looked at Su Li again: "Where is Miss Wan now?"

He always felt guilty about Wan Qianzi. Even if he didn't like her or loved her, he couldn't just ignore her.

"She saw you ignored her and left again." Su Li was in a good mood now, so he was so out of tune.

Chu Fan and Zi Wuya ignored Su Li's existence and walked towards Su Qiqi. Shengge took the order to send Shenglan back to Shenzhenmen, and everything here was handled by Hua Chi.

"Wen Chen should wake up too. Everyone is tired. Let's go and rest first." Su Qiqi glanced at Zi Wuya and Chu Fan: "Thanks to you for being here these days"

"Girl" Zi Wuya raised his hand: "Don't say that, we are willing."

He didn't want Su Qiqi to be grateful to him, he really was willing.

Even if Su Qiqi would not look at him more, he had no complaints. He just didn't want Su Qiqi to be in trouble. He just wanted her to live a happy, peaceful and happy life.

"Yes, Qiqi." Chu Fan also nodded. Relatively speaking, Chu Fan would not be as affectionate as Zi Wuya, but he said it very seriously.

"Next, we have to face the Demon Lord. I don't want Mo Xie to be in any danger during her growth, so I will help him get rid of the Demon Lord." Su Qiqi's face sank for a moment, and he said it seriously.

To get rid of the Demon Lord, it is not as simple as just talking about it.

Even if the Demon Lord was seriously injured, they might not be able to get rid of him easily.

There are also many masters around the Demon Lord, and those people died at the hands of Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen, and they are absolutely loyal to the Demon Lord.

One Xu Weiran and one Bai Jin are enough for them to deal with.

"We will definitely help with all our strength." Zi Wuya didn't say any nonsense and expressed his attitude directly.

"Me too." Chu Fan also nodded vigorously. He would never leave Su Qiqi at this time.

If you want to leave, you have to leave when she doesn't need you.

Just like three years ago.

"Qiqi" Mo Wenchen finally walked out of Fengyi Palace in a graceful manner, looking at Su Qiqi affectionately, with a little blur in his eyes, as if he had forgotten something.

"Wenchen, you are here." Su Qiqi didn't say much: "The two little guys are asleep"

"Awake." Mo Wenchen glanced at everyone and hesitated: "Did something happen to us in Mobei?"

"Yes, something happened." Su Qiqi frowned and walked to Mo Wenchen's side: "I'll tell you later, now we have to discuss Feng Su's matter." Student:

"Feng Su" Mo Wenchen rubbed his forehead: "By the way, our daughter has returned to the palace."

"Well, Feng Su wants Shao Zi to be the prince consort." Su Qiqi said with some laughter and tears. This matter really made her helpless. Bai Shao Zi was her only disciple, and she certainly would not give up on him.

"What?" Mo Wenchen's face immediately turned pale: "How dare you set your sights on my daughter, you little brat"

"It has nothing to do with Shao Zi, it was Feng Su who proposed it." Su Qiqi shrugged her shoulders with a helpless smile on her face: "She wants to find a backer for her son."

"You are already his backer." Mo Wenchen was unhappy. At that time, he had objections to Su Qiqi accepting Bai Shao Zi as his apprentice.

Now he dared to set his sights on his daughter Mo Su, he couldn't tolerate it.

"Feng Su doesn't think so." Su Qiqi looked at Mo Wenchen, feeling as if he was in another world: "Feng Su only gave us three days."