It was an extremely familiar feeling.

Those dark eyes were not bottomed, but they seemed to have some surging emotions.

But after a closer look, there was nothing.

Minwei asked, "Who is this?"

The two demon guards hurriedly bowed and said, "Return to Elder Minwei, this person is the princess's old knowledge, who came to see her."

Minwei glanced at the old man again.

I just feel that the eyebrows can't tell the ordinary, even if it is thrown into the magic pile, it might not be recognized.

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

Finally, he waved his hand to signal them to leave.

After the demon guard walked away with the old man, the old man suddenly stopped, looked at the direction where Minwei disappeared, and smiled lightly.

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

...

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

After there were only two people left in the room, the old man suddenly fell to his knees respectfully and squatted towards Mu Yan: "See Your Royal Highness."

Mu Yan smiled, "I'm really not used to you being so serious. It's better to hear you call me a girl."

The old man shook his body slightly and stood up and said, "His Royal Highness, the old man dare not forget the life-saving grace of the princess. If he is more disrespectful, he can't justify it."

"Saving grace?"

Mu Yan was stunned, and then reacted, "You mean those magic pills that heal? There is no way to heal your wounds. In fact, your magic core is very weird, far more than just hurting. My devil Dan can at best repair the scar on your magic core a little bit, but it is almost impossible to recover it completely."

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

"His Royal Highness, the old man was offensive at the beginning, and please don't mind if you have a lot of it. I am asking to see you today, it is really a ruthless please."

Mu Yan felt the old man weird.

Before, he was full of swear words, completely like a market beggar.

But now the speech is literal, showing the once extremely high education and tolerance.

It doesn't even look like a demons.

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 servant."

Mu Yan squinted slightly and looked at him with a smile but a smile: "Want me to take you back to the Demon Palace? How do I know if you are a spy or a bad intention? At least you should tell me your identity and origin, and go to the Demon Palace. Isn’t that the purpose?

Being questioned in this way, the old man's expression remained unchanged.

He raised the corners of his robe, and slowly fell to his knees.

A dagger appeared in his hand at some point.

His skinny fingers clasped the handle of the knife tightly and pierced his heart without hesitation.

Mu Yan was taken aback by him.

As soon as I was about to speak, I saw a drop of red water emerging from the old man's wound and floating in the air.

The old man still bowed his eyebrows, his face pale, and his chapped lips opened and closed slightly, reciting words that Mu Yan couldn't understand.

Mu Yan's whole body tensed subconsciously, and Qi Juejian was unconsciously pinched in his palm.

However, the next moment, the red drop of water rushed into her without warning.

Submerged and disappeared.

"What did you do?" Mu Yan looked at the old man in surprise.

The old man raised his head and smiled at her, "The devil swears to be loyal to her for a while, and he cannot be betrayed from life to life. You can't even think of betrayal, otherwise you will lose your soul and never live beyond life. So the princess can believe me?"