Mu Chenxiao sat down leisurely beside him and stared at him: "But you also know that now that we are here, if you want to open the Heavenly Gate, you may not be so smooth..."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"We give you the chance to open the Heavenly Gate...but you have to return the child to us..."

"Just..." The Demon Emperor suddenly sneered: "I gave it to you, will you let me open the Tianmen smoothly?"

"Then try..." Mu Chenxiao also sneered: "Try not to return the child to us, can you open the Tianmen smoothly..."

"You dare..." The Demon Emperor suddenly yelled: "If you dare to do something wrong, I will kill this child..."

"Kill him, you never think about opening the Tianmen again..." Mu Chenxiao was not afraid at all: "And we... will still have another child in three or two years..."

A sinister sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "Grandpa...If you dare to bet... then grandson will play with you... You should know that the cold-blooded nature in our family's bloodline... is born with..."

Under the bonfire, the two grandfathers and grandsons who were confronting each other looked at each other, and neither of them avoided their own eyes and looked at each other aggressively.

The Demon Emperor was calm on his face, but his heart had already been in a state of uproar.

He really couldn't be sure which type of person this Mu Chenxiao belonged to.

Because in his understanding, Mu Chenxiao belongs to both a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and also to a person who kills and ruthlessly.

His principle of doing things seems to be based entirely on his likes and dislikes in his heart.

This made him not sure if he really met him, would he really be as he said.

It would rather give up the child's life than stop him from opening the gate of heaven.

And Mu Chenxiao's last words made him even more scared and helpless.

Because indeed, he and Feng Qingcheng can still have another child in three or two years.

But he may not have time to spend three or five years.

Although he did not believe that Mu Chenxiao's nature of valuing affection and righteousness would be willing to give up his children's life.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

For a moment, he felt his weakness, as if he was easily held in Mu Chenxiao.

Every word of his is directed to the fatal point in his heart.

The depths of Mu Chenxiao's eyes were still so quiet.

He raised his head calmly and looked at the night sky.

"Grandpa...you seem to be making a decision...because midnight is coming..."

The Demon Emperor suddenly looked at the child in his arms. After twitching his mouth hard, he said coldly: "Why should I believe you?"

"What you need is the blood of gods and demons, we will give you the blood of gods and demons..."

Mu Chenxiao took out a sharp dagger between his sleeves, bent his fingertips, and gently flicked the cold blade.

"I'll give it to you the blood of the child... and then I'll take the child out of here... You open the heavenly gate at will... All this has nothing to do with me..."

He turned his head slightly, and there was a faint temptation and temptation in his voice.

"Anyway, all you need is the blood of gods and demons, not his life..."

A strong wind suddenly rose out of nowhere, whistling between the two, causing the Demon Emperor's expression to change suddenly.

Midnight is coming soon.
Chapter completed!