My Demon Queen

Chapter 405 Crazy

"The Demon Clan...Empress?"

The trembling cry was like a sharp arrow that pierced through the thick haze.

"Run, the Demon Queen is back, run!"

Panic was like a surging tide, sweeping across every corner in an instant.

A blood mist suddenly rose up, and the disciple turned into ashes in an instant.

The remaining disciples' eyes widened into wide open, with the shadow of death reflected in their pupils. They looked around in panic like headless flies.

The dark clouds were as black as ink, weighing heavily on the sky, as if they would collapse at any moment.

In the gaps between the dark clouds, four figures emerged like ghosts.

Mo Ruxue, who was in the lead, had a frosty expression on her face, with anger burning in her eyes.

"Want to run?"

Mo Ruxue's voice was like an ice knife cutting through the air, making people feel terrified.

She danced her hands rapidly, and between her palms, blazing flames began to gather wildly. The hot air currents circled like a dragon, burning and distorting the air wherever they passed.

Just as the flames were about to erupt like a raging volcano and devour everything, a hand grasped her wrist tightly like an iron clamp.

Mo Ruxue turned around suddenly, her eyes as sharp as lightning, but met Bai Feiyu's eyes filled with grief and helplessness.

She had already killed his disciple once using the same method.

Now, this similar scene was played out again, her heart suddenly tightened, and the flame in her hand also swayed.

"I will give you an explanation for your disciple's death. At this moment... don't stop me."

Mo Ruxue's words were squeezed out from between her teeth. Although they were cold and hard, they carried a barely perceptible tremor, like a taut string that could break at any time.

Bai Feiyu had a bitter smile on his face, full of self-mockery and sadness: "Explanation? How are you going to explain? Are you going to let me kill you with my own hands?"

When Mo Ruxue heard this, her anger exploded like a lit powder keg.

Her eyes instantly became bloodshot, and she shouted angrily, "Then do it! Kill me! Why did you save me in the first place? You should just let them kill me!"

At this moment, her hair was flying wildly in the wind, her clothes were rustling, and she seemed as if she was possessed by an angry demon.

Bai Feiyu's anger was also aroused, his chest heaving violently. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he was interrupted by a lazy yet impatient voice behind him.

"If you keep arguing like this, why don't you all just die, and let Ye An die with you, so that everything will be over once and for all."

The nine-tailed fox held Ye An steadily with one hand. Ye An's body was like a candle in the wind, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was so weak that it seemed like it would dissipate at any time.

The nine-tailed fox raised its head slightly, looking at the two people arguing in front of it with a hint of disgust and helplessness in its eyes.

Mo Ruxue was struck by this sentence, and the anger in her heart receded like a tide, and her rationality gradually returned.

She knew very well that Ye An's life and death was the top priority at the moment, and everything else could be put aside for the time being.

Then, she flashed and flew towards the Empress's Palace like black lightning.

Bai Feiyu looked at her receding back with complicated eyes. His heart seemed to be full of mixed feelings, with all kinds of emotions intertwined and entangled. He didn't know how to face the complicated entanglement between him and her.

The nine-tailed fox had no time to care about Bai Feiyu's inner struggle. It held Ye An tightly, stepped lightly, and followed closely behind Mo Ruxue.

Xiaorou stood there, witnessing this series of events, and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, as if an invisible big hand was tightly grasping her heart.

She took a deep breath, held up her shaky body, and flew towards the Empress's Palace.

In the distance, Mu Wushuang seemed to have all his strength drained away. He slumped to the ground with empty and tired eyes.

"Third Senior Sister, please go, I want to stay here..."

Her voice was as light as a falling feather, but it was particularly clear in the silence.

Princess Changle was surprised and puzzled when she heard this: "Wushuang, what nonsense are you talking about? This is the demon territory, how can I leave you alone?"

Mu Wushuang shook her head slowly and looked towards the direction of the Tianlin Mountains of the Demon Clan. Her eyes seemed to have passed through the mountains and saw some secrets that only she knew.

"It's okay, Third Sister, you can go now, don't worry about me."

Princess Changle wanted to persuade him, but when she saw the rock-hard determination in Mu Wushuang's eyes, she swallowed the words back.

She bit her lips hard until a hint of blood spread on the tip of her tongue, then she spoke with difficulty: "Wushuang, Third Senior Sister's place will always be your home."

After saying this, she turned and left, taking each step very slowly, as if she wanted to pour all her reluctance and worry into these steps.

Mu Wushuang looked at Princess Changle's receding back, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to say something, but in the end, no sound came out.

After a long time, she supported herself on the ground with her hands, slowly stood up, and walked towards the Tianlin Mountains with staggering steps.

Her figure looked so frail in the wind, like a dead leaf that could be blown away at any time.

On the way, some demons saw Mu Wushuang, and their eyes flashed with ferocity. They gathered around her like wolves seeing their prey.

Just as they raised their weapons and prepared to attack, Sister Hei appeared like a whirlwind.

Although Sister Hei was full of doubts about Mu Wushuang's intentions, in this fierce battle, she clearly noticed that Xiaorou and Mu Wushuang's sword moves were like they were carved from the same mold.

But the two seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. Neither of them drew his sword against the other. Instead, they kept deliberately avoiding each other.

In addition, this great battle had exhausted everyone, and there was no need to create more killing and disputes because of her, so they let Mu Wushuang go away gradually.

Inside the Empress's Mansion.

Mo Ruxue searched anxiously in her room and finally found the heart transplant method that was almost destroyed in a secret compartment in a corner.

Her hands trembled slightly as she turned the yellowed pages of the book, and when she saw the key point, her face turned pale instantly.

The heart transplant required was actually from a living person.

Her mind was blank and she stood there blankly.

Just now she was blinded by anger and watched those human monks fleeing like birds and beasts. Where could she find human beings now?

The nine-tailed fox hurried over with Ye An, and she gently placed Ye An on a stone slab in the yard.

Ye An's body lay lifeless, his clothes were stained with blood, and the fatal wound on his chest was like a dark abyss, swallowing up his life.

The nine-tailed fox stood up and turned to look at Mo Ruxue who was standing there in a daze. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Just as she was about to ask, Xiaorou rushed into the yard like a gust of wind.

When Xiao Rou saw Ye An's miserable appearance, her eyes widened instantly, her eye sockets filled with tears, her lips trembled, and she cried out miserably: "Brother Ye, what happened to Brother Ye...?"

The long sword in Xiaorou's hand fell to the ground with a clang. She ran towards Ye An desperately, staggering and almost falling.

Mo Ruxue and the nine-tailed fox turned to look at Xiaorou at the same time.

Compared to the Nine-tailed Fox's simple curiosity, Mo Ruxue's expression was as complicated as the sky before a storm, dark and unpredictable.

In an instant, a crazy thought sounded in her mind like a devil's whisper.

"Isn't Xiaorou a ready-made living person?"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Mo Ruxue felt as if her soul was being swallowed by darkness, and she was almost going crazy.

If she had to choose, she knew very well that she would probably prefer Xiaorou.

But at this moment, this terrible thought made her feel as if she was like her sister who was possessed by a demon in the legend, falling into an endless abyss.

Mo Ruxue clenched her teeth, the crisp sound of her teeth grinding was particularly harsh in the silent courtyard. Her teeth chattered, as if she wanted to crush the guilt in her soul.

During this time, Xiaorou threw herself to Ye An and burst into tears. She raised her head and asked the nine-tailed fox with tears in her eyes about the whole story.

The nine-tailed fox saw that Xiao Rou and Ye An had a close relationship, and although hesitant in his heart, he still told her the whole cause and effect.

Upon hearing that her master was missing and Brother Ye’s heart was destroyed, Xiaorou’s body shook violently, and an unprecedented aura emanated from her.

Her eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's. Her frail body seemed to be supported by a powerful force. Her originally slender fingers were now clenched into fists, with white joints.

When Xiao Rou heard that a heart transplant could save Ye An, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Mo Ruxue.

"Master Ruxue, you..."