Speaking of this, Han Jiejie didn't continue talking.

He raised his head and wanted to observe Yan Ning's expression.

But Yan Ning had no expression, which made Han Jigu feel a little uneasy.

Yan Ning is no longer the wild boy of the past. In ten years, no one has the confidence to see what Yan Ning grows up to.

But hearing that he had killed the Witch Scorpion quietly before was enough to prove Yan Ning's terrifying strength.

If Yan Ning does not agree to the request of the demon clan, what should Han Jie Jie do?

"Yan Ning..."

Zhuang Xiaoya, who was beside her, sighed long and said, "Those who should come will always come, right?"

"This is not our responsibility." Yan Ning said in a deep voice.

"Everyone's birth comes with responsibility, and the question is whether we are willing to take responsibility and face it..."

Zhuang Xiaoya's smile was bitter, and she couldn't help but hug Chen Xiaofan tightly.

"Do you want to leave?" Yan Ning took a deep breath and asked seriously.

"I don't want to leave you, but I will at least leave Sanqing Island. The people of the demons need me."

Yan Ning was silent for a moment.

Quefeng walked forward and patted Yan Ning on the shoulder.

"It's been ten years, and some burdens shouldn't be carried by us."

Yan Ning's importance to the fairy world is beyond doubt.

His departure and his escape also made many people who should not have carried those missions gritted their teeth and carried heavy burdens.

For example, Fatty Du, Jiang Wujue, and Wang Tianci.

They are still working hard in the fairy world.

Chen Xiaofan still couldn't understand what the demons wanted to do.

However, Zhuang Xiaoya gently put Chen Xiaofan down, led him to Yan Ning's side, and handed Chen Xiaofan's hand to Yan Ning.

"Mother?" Chen Xiaofan was a little scared.

"Be good at Xiaofan," Zhuang Xiaoya touched Chen Xiaofan's head, "Xiaofan has grown up and can face many things alone. My mother just goes to do some things and will be back soon."

"I... go with you!" Chen Xiaofan said anxiously.

Zhuang Xiaoya shook her head and said, "No, don't stay and take care of your father."

"Dad is so powerful that I don't need my care..."

"Your father..." Zhuang Xiaoya said slowly, "He needs you very much."

After hearing this, Chen Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.

Zhuang Xiaoya stood up and nodded to Han Jiegu and others.

Han Jigu and others glanced at Yan Ning and finally turned around.

The demons are warlike.

At that time, Yan Ning used his own strength to protect the entire exile land, turn the world around, and protect the demons.

He used his strength to make the demons admire him and recognize him.

Now his escape and his cowardice made Han Jiegu and others look down on him.

A person without fighting spirit, even if he has the power to destroy the world, it is not worthy of respect for the demons.

"Let's go." Ji Liye gave way to Zhuang Xiaoya.

Zhuang Xiaoya glanced at Yan Ning deeply.

It contains love, reluctance, and deep helplessness.

She turned around and was about to leave, but a rough hand grabbed her wrist.

"Xiaoya..."

Zhuang Xiaoya turned her head and looked at Yan Ning.

On his face full of stubbornness, there was a perseverance that had not emerged in ten years.

"Lead the Extreme Demon Purgatory well. I will appear when the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain opens."

Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned, then nodded heavily!

A smile also appeared on the faces of Han Jiegu and others.

"Don't worry, Xiaoya is the Demon Lord of the Extreme Demon Purgatory now. Even if we die, she will not be hurt at all!" Ji Liye said.

Han Jiegu said: "In still one and a half months, Wan Yao Mountain will open. I hope you can seize the time yourself."

"Get out."

Yan Ning couldn't have any good feelings for these guys who took Zhuang Xiaoya away for a while.

But the few people laughed.

Zhuang Xiaoya flew into the sky, and Han Aigu and others followed her.

Her body was filled with black demonic energy, covering her body. When the demonic energy dissipated, the coarse cloth clothes and apron on Zhuang Xiaoya had disappeared.

Instead, it was a black skirt that winded for more than three meters, and her hair was also scattered, like a black waterfall.

He was carrying a large golden bow.

In his hand, he was holding a red umbrella gun.

She is the queen of the demons.

Chen Xiaofan widened his eyes. He had never imagined that his kind mother would have such a side.

"The soldiers of the demon clan welcome the queen of the demon clan. May the queen live forever and be with the sky!"

"May the Queen live forever and be with the sky!"

The roar of the demon soldiers echoed in the sky, impacting Chen Xiaofan's eardrums.

Under Chen Xiaofan's gaze, Zhuang Xiaoya and the demons left the sky of Sanqing Island.

Yan Ning, whose eyes were a little lost, also closed the barrier casually.

The Sanqing Island, which was originally extremely lonely, seemed even more bleak at this time.

"Dad, my mother is gone..." Chen Xiaofan reminded weakly.

"Yeah, I know."

"Then...when will we leave?"

"It's almost done."

Chen Xiaofan didn't dare to speak anymore, he thought his father was angry.

At this time, a golden light flashed in Yan Ning's hand, but a wooden sword appeared.

"Xiaofan, this is the Thunder Sword. From now on, it belongs to you." Yan Ning put the Thunder Sword into Chen Xiaofan's hands without saying a word.

Chen Xiaofan held the cold wooden sword and did not recover for a while.

Yan Ning had already taken a step and said without looking back: "Still tomorrow morning, we will leave Sanqing Island in ten days."

"But, Daddy..."

"I'll go back first. If you have anything you don't understand, go and ask Dahui."

Chen Xiaofan closed his mouth, knowing that his father was in a bad mood.

Looking down at the thunder sword in his hand, the child's nature made Chen Xiaofan happy again.

It was just ten days, and Chen Xiaofan could tolerate it, and was curious about the outside world, which made Chen Xiaofan not worried about leaving his mother at all.

...

In the bamboo forest, the secluded cottage stands alone.

Yan Ning pushed the door open and looked at the three little clay men on the windowsill.

The clay man is ugly, but after wearing the clothes that Zhuang Xiaoya sewed for them by herself, she looks much cute.

Withdrew his gaze, Yan Ning came to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

"You are really...a lot of haggard."

Yan Ning reached out and touched his stubble.

Hiss... It turns out that it's so stunning, no wonder Xiaoya always dislikes me.

Silently, a shaver appeared in Yan Ning's hand.

One knife, one knife.

The beard on his face that had been left for ten years was falling off Yan Ning's face, floating on the water, and flowing away from the vortex.

A smooth face gradually appeared in front of the mirror.

Yan Ning put down his razor blade, and he looked much younger in the mirror.

Although the skin is much darker than before, the pair of eyes seems to have been shaved with a layer of wind and sand by the razor.

In my eyes, there are burning flames and golden lights.

"Come on, Wan Yao Mountain..."

"Come on, Jiuyou!"
Chapter completed!