That's an extremely familiar feeling.

Those dark eyes were bottomless, but they seemed to be hiding some surging emotions.

But when I looked carefully, there was nothing there.

Minwei asked: "Who is this?"

The two demon guards quickly bowed and said: "Reporting to Elder Minwei, this person is an old acquaintance of the princess, and he came to see Her Royal Highness."

Minwei glanced at the old man again.

I just feel that my facial features are indescribably ordinary, and I probably wouldn't recognize him even if I were thrown into a pile of demons.

He didn't understand where that familiar feeling came from.

Finally, he waved his hand and signaled them to leave.

After the demon guard led the old man away, the old man suddenly stopped, looked at the direction where Min Wei disappeared, and smiled softly.

The smile was indescribably sad and desolate, but it quickly disappeared.

…

The demon guard took the old man into the room and left.

After there were only two people left in the room, the old man suddenly knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Muyan: "See you, Your Highness."

Muyan smiled: "I'm really not used to you being so serious. It would be more pleasant for you to call me girl."

The old man swayed slightly, stood up and said: "The old man dare not forget Her Royal Highness the princess's life-saving grace. If you are not more respectful, it will be unjustifiable."

"A life-saving grace?"

Muyan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You mean those healing magic pills? That can't cure your injuries. In fact, your magic core is very weird, and it's far more than just a wound. My magic core

At most, Dan can repair the scars on your magic core slightly, but it is almost impossible to completely restore it."

The old man looked at her blankly for a long time before he smiled and let out a long sigh: "It's all my hope to recover a little bit."

"Your Highness, the old man was very offended at the beginning, so please don't mind me. I am asking for a meeting today because I have an unkind request."

Muyan felt more and more weird about this old man.

Before, he was full of foul language, just like a beggar in the market.

But now he speaks in a formal manner, showing that he once had a very high level of education and magnanimity.

That doesn't even look like a demon.

She asked: "What do you want?"

The old man lowered his eyes and said, "I hope the princess can take me back to the Demon Palace as a slave."

Muyan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him with a half-smile: "You want me to take you back to the Demon Palace? How do I know if you are a spy or have bad intentions? At least you should tell me your identity and where you went to the Demon Palace.

The purpose, right?"

Being questioned like this, the old man's expression did not change at all.

He lifted the corner of his robe and slowly knelt down.

At some point a dagger appeared in his hand.

He held the handle of the knife tightly with his skinny fingers and stabbed himself in the heart without hesitation.

Muyan was startled by him.

Just as he was about to speak, a drop of red water emerged from the old man's wound and floated into the air.

The old man still had his eyebrows lowered, his face was pale, his chapped lips were slightly opening and closing, and he was saying words that Muyan couldn't understand.

Muyan's whole body tensed up subconsciously, and the Qijue Sword was unknowingly held in her palm.

However, the next moment, the red water droplets rushed into her body without warning.

Submerge and disappear.

"What did you do?" Muyan looked at the old man in shock.
Chapter completed!