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Within the hall, shouts could be heard echoing throughout the hall. Everyone was flustered, and blood flowed like a river within the hall.

Qiao Qiao's eyes were still filled with sorrow. His clear pupils had long since become so deep that they could no longer be seen. He walked shoulder to shoulder with Ji Mingyuan, the longsword in his hand constantly dancing in the air.

Right at this moment, a suit of red clothes lightly flashed into the hall, falling into the crowd's line of sight.

The black clothed people in the hall who were still fighting all stopped, even the completely arrogant Sprite Demon's face was full of respect, they all knelt and shouted:

"Welcome, Demon Sovereign."

Hearing this, Qiao Qiao's hand still tightened and he fixed his gaze at the bright red figure.

The Demon Lord's lips curled up slightly as he slowly turned around. The mana in his bright red clothes that was outlined by golden threads was both beautiful and bloodthirsty, with 3000 strands of black hair scattered randomly on his clothes, appearing both charming and natural. His pair of purple eyes were slightly closed, looking extremely charming, his skin was like creamy, and his face was extremely handsome.

"He You You …" Qiao Qiao muttered in disbelief.

That's right, that pair of familiar purple eyes, that charming and handsome face … if it wasn't the senior brother that she had been with day and night, who else would it be?!

The Demon Lord's brows furrowed. It was as if he heard Qiao Qiao's soft words. He passed through the crowd and looked toward the center of the hall.

Her pair of bloodthirsty purple eyes instantly burst with joy and love.

"Of course!" He jumped through the crowd and landed right in front of Joe. His beautiful face was filled with disbelief. "Of course!"

Qiao Qiao's face was still stiff. She did not expect to see her senior brother here, much less that her senior brother was the Demon Palace Lord who had brought disaster to the entire Qiao Country!

Everyone in the hall was shocked by Qiao Qiao's and the Demon Lord's reactions. This showed that the Demon Lord and the Emperor were old acquaintances. However, what could they say about what was happening in the palace?

Only Ji Mingyuan didn't want to think about whether or not Qiao Gang and the Demon Lord knew each other. He gripped Qiao Yifan's hand tightly, not allowing the Demon Lord to get close to her.

The Demon Lord was clearly aware of Ji Yuan's hindrance. His doting eyes were once again obscured by a vicious aura. Black energy gathered in his hands as he rushed towards Ji Mingyuan.

"Thud!" Before Qiao Qiao could react, Ji Mingyuan had already landed on the ground. "Puff!" Blood gushed out of his mouth.

"You're not worthy of holding her hand." The Demon Lord roared with a sinister light.

Ji Mingyuan struggled to get up, and once again placed himself in front of Joe. However, he was unable to do anything as he only struggled a few times before falling to the ground weakly.

"He You You!" Qiao Qiao was still indignant as she turned around. The joy and agitation from when she bid farewell to her senior brother was no longer in her eyes. Instead, it was replaced by questions and reproaches.

All the black-clothed men in the hall knelt down and did not get up, but their bodies could not help but shiver. A person who dared to say the Demon Lord's name was not even born, did this Emperor Qiao eat the heart of a bear? Just as everyone wanted to see how the Demon Lord would teach Emperor Qiao a lesson, they never thought that their Demon Lord would excitedly hug Qiao Zhuang. Everyone was once again shocked, their mouths growing wide open, until they heard the Demon Lord's hissing sound as he slowly rubbed against the emperor's hair.

"Of course, why are you being so fierce to me?" The Demon Lord held onto Qiao Qiao's hand and continued to speak, "Weren't you supposed to be very happy meeting Senior Brother?"

Senior Martial Brother! Emperor Qiao and the Demon Lord were actually martial brothers and sisters. The jaws of everyone present had already dropped to the ground.

However, Qiao Qiao still got rid of the Demon Lord's arm impatiently. She shouted coldly, "He You You, do you think it's time for us to reminisce about the past?"

However, the Demon Lord looked around disapprovingly. He had never paid any attention to any deaths or injuries in the palace. He only carefully pulled Qiao Qiao and spun around a few rounds before asking with concern, "Are you injured?"

"Do you only care about you and me? The female servants of my Qiao Country's ministers hold court banquets. If you from the Demon Palace were to charge into the palace, you would kill anyone you see, regardless of gender or age, are you still human!? " Qiao Qiao still pushed away the Demon Lord's palm, his face flushed red with indignation as he shouted.

"Of course, I didn't know that the Emperor of Qiao was you." If he had known in advance that it was Emperor Qiao, he would not have attacked the Imperial Palace.

"If I am not the emperor, then you can disregard human life!" Qiao Qiao still coldly shouted, "How many innocent people in this hall are powerless? How can you do that!"

"Of course, this is all my fault." The Demon Lord stood in front of Qiao still and said.

"What about the lives! Can you make up for it just by saying that it's your fault?! " Joe was still unable to calm the waves in his heart.

"That Yan Mo Chen took advantage of the fact that I'm no longer leading troops to massacre my Demon Palace, why don't you think about how there are also innocent people among them!" In the end, the Demon Lord was unable to hold back the blood in his heart. He continued to drink at Qiao Qiao's face for a second.

Qiao once again swept a cold glance over them. Seeing that the people from the Demon Palace were still kneeling on the ground even without receiving the orders from His Highness, for a moment, they couldn't help but laugh hoarsely.

"You think all of us in the Devil Palace deserve to die?" The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows. He had already lost his previous doting attitude.

Qiao Qiao gave a sudden smile as his thin lips pursed: "Your people from the Demon Palace have ill intentions. They secretly betrothed themselves to an important official in the imperial court with the intention of destroying our country's rivers and mountains. Isn't that what you deserve?"

"Haha, you deserved to be punished for your crimes. However, you are wrong. As long as you are going against my Demon Lord, you deserve to be punished for your crimes." The Demon Lord suddenly smiled towards the sky.

Qiao Qiao still stared blankly at the senior brother she had grown up with in the past. The relationship between the two of them had once been so close, but now that they met again, it was as if they had crossed thousands of mountains, making her unable to climb over. The two people who were once the most familiar to each other were now so unfamiliar that even every word he said made her laugh.

Such selfishness, such viciousness.

She didn't even want to ask how he had come to this dynasty, because she didn't want to know anything about him!

Now, all she knew was that she was the Emperor of Qiao, and the man in front of her was only the Demon Palace Master, the Demon Lord. The two of them had no relationship whatsoever, only enmity.

The sword in Qiao Qiao's hand was ready to move. It was as if he had finally made up his mind. With a turn of his wrist, the sword was raised and stabbed viciously at the Demon Lord's chest.

"Pfft ~" The sound of the sword tip penetrating his skin was heard. Qiao Qiao suddenly raised his head and looked into the Demon Lord's wounded purple eyes.

Why didn't he dodge?!

"Your Majesty!" The Sprite ignored everyone, immediately drawing his sword and dashing towards Qiao Qiao in anger.

The Demon Lord did not even think about it, the Spirit Qi in his palm condensed and rushed towards the Sprite behind him.

"Pu ~" The Sprite spat out fresh blood, and flew diagonally downwards, with a clank, the long sword fell to the ground. He used his hand to cover his chest, looking flustered at the Demon Elder who had attacked him mercilessly the first time.

"No one is allowed to hurt her." The Demon Lord gritted his teeth as he said this.

Qiao Qiao's face was still shocked. His trembling hands gently pulled out the longsword that had pierced the Demon Lord's heart. Blood gushed out, but the Demon Lord's handsome face did not change at all. He didn't even furrow his brows.

"Of course, do you know how long I have been looking for you?" The Demon Lord lowered his head and sighed, completely ignoring the sword wounds on his chest and the blood that continued to gush out.

Qiao Qiao still looked at his heart in pain. It was her senior brother, a senior brother who grew up with her. Why did he become the Demon Lord? Why was he so violent and bloodthirsty? Why …

"Of course, here —" He pointed to his bleeding chest, and then broke into a laugh. "Have you ever had me?"

"Clang ~" Qiao Qiao's long sword fell onto the ground. She had only felt brotherly affection towards him, and had never felt the slightest bit of love between a man and a woman. Today, He You You You You asked this question, but what did it mean!

How could he not have noticed that in the recent years, the women that the Demon Lord had captured in the Demon Palace were more or less similar to the Emperor Qiao Guo. Whether it was the eyes, the nose, the mouth, or the heart, the Demon Lord had repeatedly mentioned that they were not worthy of his eyes or were not worthy enough to live in this world.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the woman the Demon Lord was yearning for was actually Qiao Guo's famed and infamous scarecrow emperor!

"Of course, Senior Brother scared you, right? Senior Brother was wrong. " The Demon Lord's hands were still on Qiao Qiao's shoulders. His face was forcefully filled with warmth as a gentle light shone in his eyes.

"Don't touch her!" Blood dripped from the corner of Ji Mingyuan's mouth as he shouted at the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's gentle eyes turned ruthless as he looked at Ji Mingyuan. The blackened Qi in his hand grew stronger and stronger.

Qiao Qiao could see that the Demon Lord wanted to kill Ji Mingyuan. She immediately grabbed hold of the Demon Lord's arm and shouted, "He You You! If you dare injure him, I won't forgive you any longer!"

As expected, when he heard this, the black qi in the Demon Lord's hand vanished. He faced Qiao Qiao with a face full of excitement as he said emotionally, "So, you are willing to forgive me now?"

Qiao Qiao's brows were still slightly lowered as he looked at the blood that had stopped flowing. He could not help but feel a twinge of heartache. "Withdraw your troops and return to the Demon Palace to heal your wounds. We will deal with this matter after you have recovered." At this moment, Qiao Qiao's mind was still in a state of chaos. Since the Demon Palace Master was He Huan You, she would definitely have a way to make the Demon Palace abandon their evil ways in the future.

"No, I want to stay by your side!" The Demon Lord said firmly.

Qiao Qiao continued to look around at Qiao Guo's severely injured officials and was silent for a moment.

"I finally found you. I'll be wherever you are." The Demon Lord said, unwilling to let it go.

"Do you think that the royal palace will still welcome you?" Joe still looked up, a mist covering his eyes.

"Of course. I was wrong. Don't cry. I'll leave. I'll leave, okay?" Seeing the mist in Qiao Qiao's eyes, the Demon Lord panicked. He removed his hands that were still on Qiao Qiao's shoulders and slowly retreated.

Joe wiped his eyes and turned away.

The Demon Lord retreated until he left the great hall. Only then did he withdraw the love and tenderness in his purple eyes. They were once again covered by a dark ruthlessness. However, this time, there was a trace of happiness in his vicious gaze.

He had finally found her.