Chapter 89 The Queen’s Inheritance (Twenty-eight)

"It's okay, that's not a bad person." Qi Leren comforted Aya in a low voice, but Aya still couldn't help but tremble.

How could an ordinary human girl not feel fear when she saw such a terrifying behemoth?

Aya's teeth trembled and she looked at the dragon walking towards them in horror, and her whole body collapsed.

The dragon stared at her, no, it was at the Qileren who was holding her. With its heavy and majestic steps, its body began to change, and its huge dragon body as large as a mountain began to shrink. When he stood in front of her, he was already a handsome and silent man.

A person she is familiar with and has never forgotten.

He looked at her with a strange look.

There was no more noise in Aya's throat.

At this moment, she could not connect the man in front of her who exuded blood and the aura of killing with the man who gently taught her teachings in her memory. She had the same appearance and even the same clothing, but the person's eyes no longer had the kind of compassionate gentleness that was before, and there was only endless darkness.

He looked at her coldly, and his gaze slowly fell on her hands holding Qi Leren.

An indescribable fear made Aya retract her hand like a needle.

Qi Leren did not notice Aya's actions, so he stood up and took the initiative to come to Ning Zhou. The glory that survived the disaster made him feel excited. He wanted to kiss Ning Zhou's face, but Aya was still behind him. He was embarrassed to make an excessively intimate move in front of others, so he stretched out his arms to give Ning Zhou a hug.

But before his arms were stretched out, others were already hugged, and the kiss fell on his lips unexpectedly. Qi Leren never expected that Ning Zhou would kiss him suddenly. When he came to his senses, they were already unable to part with the kiss. The heat of the lips rubbing his lips was a change of the gentle and domineering desire to possess, as if a giant dragon that wanted to monopolize the peerless treasure, repeatedly confirming that its treasure was unscathed.

By the time he stopped, Qi Leren felt breathless. He couldn't help laughing, pressed his forehead against Ning Zhou's forehead, and whispered: "I'm fine, really. It's a blessing in disguise."

Ning Zhou's eyes, which had recovered from scarlet to blue, were full of suspicion. This expression was so cute in Qi Leren's eyes that he couldn't help but take the initiative to come over and kiss Ning Zhou's lips, and he was about to part.

The kiss that was temporarily stopped was even more shy than the kiss that couldn't help but feel sad. Both of them blushed. Qi Leren lowered his head, his lips moved three times and finally found his voice: "I... that... this is Aya!"

He quickly turned around and pulled up the stunned brown-skinned girl: "Have you seen her? In the Valentine Tribe? You also gave her a Scripture."

Ning Zhou then really noticed the face of this human girl. He was even surprised because before this glance, he didn't realize that he had seen her before. At that time, what lingered in his heart was the anger and murderous intent that made him feel scared.

If Qi Leren hadn't come up and grabbed him at that time, what would he do?

Aya shivered for a moment, and looked at the little queen in the distance tremblingly. The little queen stared at Ning Zhou for a long time, and finally lowered her head to walk towards him. She lifted her skirt and bowed to him, respecting her as the aging and dead dragon ant queen.

It was not until now that she understood why her half of her body was so melancholy and meaningful tone when she mentioned "him", because they all knew that when they truly saw the future Demon King of Destruction, their hearts were shaken.

This desire for power has been engraved in the soul by the dead dragon ant queen. She is so longing and yearning that this obsession affects them and can never be erased.

"There's no time, Aya, go." The little queen urged.

Aya looked at the crack of the Holy Fire not far away, and there were reddish-brown blood stains and broken arms and limbs along the way, but this hellish road actually led to great power.

She felt as if she was having a dream, a dream she didn't even dare to think about.

The blood stains on the little queen's forehead had dried up, which was proof of her recognition. As long as she walked to the crack of the sacred fire and jumped into the sacred fire, she would no longer be an unknown orphan in the Valentine tribe.

She will become the king of this field.

In the face of this glory and great authority, she felt not ecstasy, but deep doubt and fear.

Can she really do it well? Can an ordinary person like her, a person with a mark on her face with the marks of the broken ruler, really lead the creatures in this field to prosperity and happiness?

Suddenly, her feet were tied with heavy iron blocks, making her unable to take steps, and the thought of retreating surged up again. She hesitated and asked timidly: "Is it really me? I... can I do it?"

The little queen looked up at her face full of doubts and said lightly: "You are the only one, among so many candidates, I only chose you."

This sentence made Aya feel excited and smiled shyly with her lips. She turned around and looked at Ning Zhou and Qi Leren standing side by side behind her, tears gushed in her eyes.

"Thank you, thank you. Thank you, I will continue to learn the scripture you gave me, and learn every word. Now, please help me keep it and wait for me to come back." Aya took out the scripture that she never left, and carefully wanted to hand it to Ning Zhou, but halfway through, she turned a corner and took it to Qi Leren.

Qi Leren glanced at Ning Zhou and took it.

"Aya, do you understand what it means to be the Dragon Ant Queen?" Qi Leren asked worriedly.

It means responsibility, pain, and she only has twenty years of life left.

She will enjoy a vast power in the suffering of pain for the rest of her life. In her realm, she is the king, the law, and the morality. Even if she wants to suck human blood and prolong her life, her subjects can only respectfully serve her the most delicious blood.

"I understand, I'm willing, thank you, I really do." Aya smiled brightly, "You probably don't know that living in this desert, I can't even live that age. I... I also want to do something for my tribe members. I think everyone can live better, I want to give it a try!"

The earth was shaking more and more violently. Looking up at the sky, there were countless cracks in this huge underground city, like a glass ball covered with cracks, on the shattering edge.

Aya understood that time was too long, so she took two steps back, looked at them reluctantly, then smiled, turned around and ran away.

This is the last time she used her legs to run in her life. She was running while crying. This is not a tears of sadness. At this moment, her heart was filled with joy and courage, and her longing for a bright future. She was like a young bird who finally flew out of the bird's nest, about to fly under the boundless blue sky.

The overwhelming flames poured into her eyes. Aya stared at the holy fire that was said to blind her eyes in the falling wind. It was burning in this huge rift. Countless flames turned into burning butterflies and flew towards her, leaving only this dazzling and dazzling thing in her field of vision.

The eyes burned, and she saw it, but couldn't see it. In the endless fire, half of the insect's body seemed to be scorching. The flame was so hot that it tore the insect's body into pieces one after another, and also tore her body apart.

Her soul flew away from her body and stared at all this from a high point.

She saw that her body was left in the flames, leaving only her upper body, and the insect shells torn by the flames were stuck to her body one by one, making the position below her waist perfectly merge with the dragon ant's body.

Countless women with blurred faces walked towards her from the sacred fire, each with an ant's lower body. The first person put a crown on her, the second person gave her a scepter, and the third person put a gorgeous dress on her... When she came back to her senses from her out-of-body state, Aya found herself standing quietly in the flames.

The world suddenly no longer was the world she was familiar with, and she was no longer the self she was familiar with. Even the flames in front of her that once made her feel dazzling and unstoppable became soft and tame. She held the scepter in her hand tightly and walked forward-the dragon ant's body moved, and the inhuman legs hidden under the hem of the huge dress moved.

The fire seemed to hear her command, and Moses spread out to both sides as if he were to the sea, and she looked down at the crowd ahead.

Under the high altar of the Holy Fire, the maids and virgins who were not involved in this cruel ceremony were crawling in front of her under the leadership of the maid. The guests who had previously waited for the result of the ceremony on the observation deck had also come here and bowed their heads to greet the queen who was about to command this field.

Aya looked at all this in a daze, scolding her guards with a serious smile, scolding her chief priests, and laughing at her skin color and accent, they didn't even dare to look up at her face.

She stood calmly, but she was as confused as if she had accidentally entered the uninvited guest of the gorgeous dance party until she saw the two people who had come from the crack of the ground to the underground river valley.

A sincere smile appeared on Aya's face, and she walked quickly towards them. The huge skirt swung gently because of the bodies of dragon ants hidden inside, and a group of burning fire butterflies danced around her.

Qi Leren looked at this familiar and strange girl coming to him. Her eyes were as bright as a starry sky, and the ring patterns surrounding her eyes became extremely beautiful. She stretched out her hands holding the scepter and excitedly asked for the book of the Scripture. Although she was dressed in this way, her expression looked like a little girl asking for a toy.

Qi Leren put the sect in her hand. Aya held the sect and recalled the memories and experiences she had obtained in the holy fire. The dead dragon ant queen was loyal to the Demon King of Destruction. What about her? There would be no second choice. On the day when she met a traveler in the Valentine tribe with yellow sand all over the sky, God had already pointed out the way for her.

Aya bowed down and said to Ning Zhou: "Your Majesty, I swear with my realm, I will always, forever, and forever be your most loyal follower!"
Chapter completed!