A man walked over, waving a folding fan, looking very cool, but his eyes were raised high, as arrogant as a stubborn donkey.

"Prince Duoshou, you come first!"

Princess Ling glanced at him lightly, then looked at Yun Zhongzi again.

"Princess Spiritual Princess? Prince Longevity?"

Yun Zhongzi looked at the two people and couldn't help but murmur in his heart. These two people were obviously in the middle stage of the gods, but they were even more arrogant. Even Jiang You looked down on them.

"The Spiritual Princess is the daughter of the Spiritual Demon Emperor, and we all address her as Princess!" Die Yuhua calmed down and said calmly, "Prince Duoshou is the only son of the Supreme Demon Emperor of the Nezha clan. A being like him,

He is called the prince, which represents his status!"

"So, the prince and princess are the devil princes and daughters?"

Yun Zhongzi felt a little bit in trouble. This was a typical strong second generation. If the younger one was killed, the older one would definitely come out and pursue him relentlessly.

The stronger a person is, the smaller the chance of giving birth to an heir. Once a bloodline is passed down, they tend to cherish it more and protect it closely.

"Although I am only a princess of the Colorful Demonic Butterfly Clan, I have always been very popular. If you kill me, I can guarantee that you will never get out of the Death Swamp!"

Die Yuhua nodded and said in a change of tone.

"Really?" Yun Zhongzi glanced at her, penetrated deep into her heart, and said with profound meaning, "Isn't everything in front of you exactly what you want?"

Butterfly Flower's pupils shrank and flashed with colorful light.

"In that case, I will fulfill your wish. Anyway, this is exactly what I need!"

Yun Zhongzi smiled, held his palm, and the Butterfly Flower exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, which he quickly absorbed into the inner world.

Then, he glanced at the sea of ​​flowers in the sky, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away. There was a figure in the attic in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

"You didn't want to run away, and you saw through the trap I set. Could it be that you really wanted to go on a killing spree...!"

Standing inside the flower tower is Dieyuhua, but her figure is hazy. Without special eyes, she would not be able to see everything in the attic.

"What is the purpose of this mass killing?"

She murmured, lost in confusion, "Every time he killed someone, he quickly put away the corpse and the broken magic weapon. Could it be just for this...!"

"Although he is strong, facing many princes, princesses, and strong men spying on him, how can he have any chance of escaping?"

Dieyu Huapan sat down and said, "Perhaps he has a treasure or back-up plan that makes him invincible?"

"No matter what, the drama has already started, I just need to watch it carefully!"
Chapter completed!