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Qiao Qiao's face was still cold as he rolled his eyes. He really wanted to curse out loud. If he wasn't confident, why did he pull her here to die! At that moment, even though he had Yan Mo Chen's handsome face, he was still the one who deserved to be beaten up!

At that moment, the two horses were still galloping along the road, and they soon arrived at the territory of the Devil's Palace. Yan Mo Chen tightened his reins, and the snow-white steed slowly stopped.

He looked around, his arm around Joe's still-small waist, and they both jumped and landed firmly under the horse.

Yan Mu followed closely behind, his face tense as he surveyed his surroundings.

Qiao Qiao still stopped slowly. She was naturally able to see Yan Mo Chen and Yan Mu's faces that dared not relax after coming to the Demon Palace. She sighed. The Demon Lord was indeed not like an ordinary person.

At this moment, the three of them were on the outskirts of the western part of the country, surrounded by dense vegetation. The dense tree branches covered the entire path, and as the sunlight slanted in, mottled light and shadow were reflected sparsely through the cracks in the tree trunks. Qiao Qiao still raised his head to look at the sky, slightly furrowing his brows as he felt the rays of sunlight that scattered down from above.

"You regret it?" Yan Mo Chen frowned, he looked at Qiao Qiao's troubled face and smiled faintly.

"Nope." Qiao Qiao still lowered her eyes. It was just that she didn't want to die too early. After all, she had already died once. She still had some resistance towards death.

"Don't worry. With me here, nothing will happen." Yan Mo Chen raised his hand and rubbed the top of Qiao Qiao's head. The light in his eyes gradually turned warm.

His words seemed to give Qiao Qiao some comfort. She raised her head and looked at the man before her. His handsome face was like that of a god that descended from heaven. She couldn't help but be speechless.

"Don't look at me like that." Yan Mo Chen frowned. In his mind, he could still remember the first time she saw Ji Mingyuan, when she used this look of blind worship, and then she wholeheartedly wanted to bring him into the harem. Even though he knew that Qiao Qiao was no longer that lecherous, lecherous, monarch, every time he thought about how she had once been like a beautiful man, his anger would rise up again. However, he did not know that Qiao was still salivating over him, but because of her status and power, he did not dare express it out loud.

Qiao Qiao still pursed his lips. Naturally, he did not know that Yan Mo Chen was jealous. He thought that with his otherworldly appearance, he was already used to being seen by a person with a infatuation and felt disgusted by him.

"Should we go now?" Qiao still turned his head to look around. Other than Yan Mu, who was a dozen meters away, who was observing the road, there was still no one. "Your Death Soldier didn't abandon you at the most crucial moment did he?"

"Death Soldiers are not allowed to flee before the battle. Death Soldiers that backstab their masters will quickly transform into a corpse." Even though he knew it was Qiao Qiao's joke, Yan Mo Chen still answered it seriously. He just did not want to be looked down upon by this little girl.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk." Joe continued to twitch his mouth and roll his eyes in disbelief.

Yan Mo Chen looked around and said: "The Death Soldiers have been ambushed. Now, you will have to rely on your wives to support us."

"How do you know I have spies in the Demon Palace!" Qiao Qiao was still shocked. She had kept this matter a secret and hadn't revealed it to Qingwu. Just how did Yan Mo Chen find out?

"Do you really think that without my secret assistance, it would have been that easy for you to get into it?" Yan Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, he then pursed his lips, "Do you really think that the Demon Lord is that easy to fool?"

"Is your narcissism ancestral?" Qiao Qiao still narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Mo Chen's face with obvious disdain.

"..." Yan Mo Chen was speechless. He grabbed Qiao Qiao's hand and walked deeper into the forest.

"Hey, where to? Where to!" Qiao Qiao was still dragged along by Yan Mo Chen as he shouted out with great difficulty.

What Yan Mo Chen gave her in response was just a silent back. Qiao once again pursed his lips, not saying anything.

At that time, when she was on her way out of the palace by herself, and accidentally met a drunkard who was drunk on the streets, and the smell of alcohol hit her, Qiao Qiao's heart was still burning with anger, and he choked on her a few times. That person was angry, and wanted to heavily injure Qiao Qiao, but was suddenly stopped by a woman, from the looks of it, that woman should be the wife of that drunkard, but that drunkard was not understanding in the least, so he immediately beat her up. Although Qiao Qiao still lacked inner strength, she was exceptionally agile, and was able to deal with a drunk man.

The woman's name was Li Ruo Ying, and she was originally a young lady from a big family in the capital. When they met that drunkard from a while ago, the two of them swore an oath that they would stay together for the rest of their lives, that the man was very good to the girl at first, but after marrying him for a year, he had exposed his original habit. Not only was he addicted to alcohol, he also liked gambling with women, and after getting drunk he often beat her up.

However, she didn't expect that on the second day of their separation, she would be captured in the Demon Palace because she looked very similar to one person. The Demon Lord would often order his subordinates to capture people with the same appearance as one woman, and these women who were captured had the right to move around the Demon Palace before meeting the Demon Sovereign. The Demon Lord would also frequently pick out a few of the more outstanding women from these women to nurture them. As a palace maid, there were a total of five Holy Maiden, who would be exchanged with a group of Holy Maiden every three years.

And Li Ruo Ying was chosen as one of the new Holy Maiden. She knew her own situation three years later, and when she thought about how she had no one to rely on other than that drunk who killed thousands of enemies, she thought of the chance they met once. The Qiao family who seemed to have an extraordinary background was still together with her, and she thought of all sorts of ways to bribe the guards of the Demon Palace before contacting her.

Thus, she secretly communicated with Li Ruo Ying, she protected Li Ruo Ying's safe return after three years, and Li Ruo Ying had to do her duty and devotion in the Demon Palace for her after three years. Even the false news about the internal strife in the Demon Palace that led Li Ruo Ying to return to the palace a few days ago was something that Li Ruo Ying did, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but admire, Li Ruo Ying really had some good methods, she actually managed to survive in the Demon Palace like a fish in water within a short few days, and protect her entire body.

"We're here." Yan Mo Chen's indifferent voice pulled Qiao Qiao back from his deep thoughts.

Qiao Qiao still looked around. He didn't know when he had reached the center of the forest, but the dense thickets of grass had completely covered her small body. From the gaps between the branches, it wasn't hard to see the majestic door with the words' Devil Palace 'written on it.

"This is the Devil's Palace?" Joe asked, still looking up and tugging at Yinmo.

"Right." Yan Mo Chen said indifferently.

At the entrance, there were only four guards, dressed in black, that looked more or less the same as the entrance to the Supreme Purity Palace. However, if one looked closely, one would realize that the guards at the entrance of the Demon Palace were all extremely ferocious, and there were many ambushes and traps no more than ten meters in front of them.

There seemed to be peace and serenity in the surrounding forest, but there was actually a faint fragrance coming from within. There were three or four people lying in ambush behind every dense forest, and as the breeze blew and the grass rustled, Joe pulled at Yan Mo Chen again and asked:

"Are these death soldiers?" she asked, pointing to the man hiding behind the bushes.

"Yes, and quite a few of the dark guards." Yan Mo Chen stared at the entrance of the Demon Palace with a serious expression. He did not turn his head and only explained softly.

"How many people did you bring this time?" Joe asked, still frowning, a little worried.

"Twenty elite death soldiers, fifty ordinary death soldiers, one hundred and thirty dark guards. Two hundred in total." Yan Mo Chen said indifferently.

"Only two hundred people?!" Qiao Qiao was still shocked. The total number of people in the Demon Palace was probably more than 500. There were at least 100 experts. He actually brought 200 people with him to break through the Demon Palace?!

"Even if he can't take it all in one go, it's enough to make him lose his composure for a few years." The Demon Palace had flourished for a hundred years, it would be even more difficult if they wanted to destroy it in one go. If they wanted to break the Demon Palace, they would need to clear away a little, and today was only its first attack.

"Aren't you afraid of alarming the snake in advance?" Joe asked.

"Their group of snakes was originally scared to begin with, so they didn't need us to scare them. Besides, I came today to scare them. You know, if they were scared, then it would be chaotic." Yan Mo Chen frowned. His hatred for the Demon Palace might not even compare to his.

Qiao Qiao no longer answered and only focused on looking at the main entrance of the Demon Palace. Due to the distance, she could only see from afar that the main entrance of the Demon Palace opened a small gap. A woman dressed in white slowly walked out …