"Jiuyou..." Feng Qingcheng suddenly murmured and looked at his eyes: "My father was locked in Jiuyou...he is not dead?"

She thought of the map she had seen in the Feng family's old house.

I think my father had known his own ending long ago and should have also studied the way to deal with it.

But later, he was unable to escape the shackles of fate.

"Die? Do you think it's so easy to die when he reaches his cultivation level?" The devil emperor's eyes suddenly became envious: "This is why I am so eager to practice the ancient clan's martial arts... Everything about our demon clan is injustice after all..."

"What do you want to say?" Mu Chenxiao's cold eyes locked his eyes: "You have tried so hard to mention the Emperor of Heaven... What do you want to say?"

"I will help you save the Emperor of Heaven..."

The Demon Emperor's words exploded in Feng Qingcheng's heart like a thunder.

"What did you say?"

"I will help you save the Emperor of Heaven...you will help me enter the Heavenly Gate..."

"Impossible," Mu Chenxiao refused: "We will not make any deals with you with our children."

Feng Qingcheng also closed his head silently: "Yes, if my father knew that we really did this, I'm afraid he would rather be trapped in Jiuyou forever..."

For her, my father was willing to be trapped in Jiuyou.

Now, for her children, I will be willing to sacrifice everything.

"Don't rush to refuse..." The Demon Emperor struggled to sit up: "We don't have to use that child..."

"What else do you have?"

"You two..."

"We?" Mu Chenxiao looked at Feng Qingcheng with a charming expression: "What are we?"

"The blood of gods and demons may not necessarily need your children... It may also require you..." A flash of madness flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes: "Aren't you two... the blood of gods and demons themselves?"

"Impossible..." Feng Qingcheng shook his head decisively: "If this is possible, then there will be more people who have opened the Tianmen throughout the ages?"

"How did you know that no one has opened it?"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flashed in an instant, and it was obvious that the Demon Emperor's words came straight into her heart.

As a child, I naturally want to save my father from the fire pit.

But she didn't know what the chance of success of this matter was, not to mention that it involved Mu Chenxiao.

After Mu Chenxiao's faint eyes trembled, he said in a deep voice: "Trade..."

He knew very well that if this matter did not end, it would be her eternal pain for the rest of her life.

...

In a dark stone cave, cold wind penetrated the gaps in the wall and whistled in.

The snowflakes wrapped in the wind, after being stained with the indoor breathing, instantly turned into ashes.

In this darkness, a man was wide open his limbs, and was hung in the air with iron chains in a large shape.

Fire-colored streams flashed from time to time on the iron chain.

In this flowing light, you can clearly see the face of the person being hung like a sunken lake, dark and boundless.

With a steady sound of footsteps, the man raised his head quietly, a sneer on the corner of his lips, and looked at the entrance of the hole.

"I didn't expect that someone could remember that there was a living person here..."

"It seems that you still don't know how to repent..." The visitor stood quietly in a black robe: "I don't want to admit my mistakes anymore..."
Chapter completed!