Dark Night Four breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved expression on his face.

"As for Jun Jitian..."

The deep voice paused, and the body formed by the black mist began to change rapidly, forming a ball.

Then the black mist floated in front of Dark Night.

An Ye Si quickly reached out his hands respectfully and made a move to take over.

The black mist shook, and a fiery red pill fell from it and landed on his palm.

"Just feed this to Dark Night, and he will be able to hold Jun Jitian for a while."

"However, it can only last for one hour at most."

"After an hour, if he doesn't leave Qianyuan, he will die."

After speaking, the black mist slowly dissipated.

Dark Night shook the pill in his hand, and the corner of his mouth slowly conjured a strange arc.

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The battle between the two sides entered the intermission period.

Mu Yan's movement of playing the piano also stopped.

Her face was pale, with fine beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

As soon as she stopped playing the piano, Raining beside her immediately took out the porcelain bottle, poured out the pill, and delivered it to her mouth.

After Mu Yan swallowed it, she got a little better.

She was leaning on a chaise couch.

This chaise couch is soft and comfortable, with exquisite carvings, and exudes a faint cool breath. At first glance, it is a luxurious and rare extraordinary product.

However, at this time the chaise couch was placed in the Demon Cloud Ridge full of blood and corpses.

Surrounded by a thick black mist that made people sick, the floor on the foot of the bed was a foul-smelling mud made of carrion.

The two sides can be said to be incompatible.

It's just that Mu Yan had been overconsumed in the Tianmei Banquet before, but now he has not recovered.

Now I can't care about other things.

After a short break in the battle, she naturally had to lie down on the rare magic weapon [Moonfall Red Cloud Couch] that was comfortable and could restore her physical fitness.

After taking a breath, feel the effect of the pill slowly melting in the body.

"Senior Sister Six, how are you? Are you better?"

Just as Mu Yan was about to answer, she saw a familiar figure rushing towards her like a gallop.

"Yan Yan, why did you come to Moyunling?"

Before Jun Jitian's body settled down, he asked angrily, "Which cowardly fellow brought you here? I think Minwei's seat of elder is too relaxed."

As he spoke, he let out a whistle.

Immediately, a team of magic servants came galloping over and knelt in front of Jun Jitian: "See Demon Lord!"

Jun Jitian said solemnly: "You immediately escort the princess back to the Demon Palace. If there is anything wrong with the princess midway, you are the only one to ask!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute!" Mu Yan hurriedly stopped her father's actions, "Father, I can't leave the battlefield. You should have heard just now. My God Musician skills can control the battle. On the contrary, if I leave, the Demon Race is very likely. There will be heavy casualties. These Demon Soldiers are all of Dad’s people. You don’t want them to be buried in Demon Cloud Ridge like this, right?"

Jun Jitian was completely unmoved: "So what? Our demons are born to fight, as long as they die well, there is no fear. They die on the battlefield! But all this has nothing to do with you. A dirty place like the battlefield is not for you."

Mu Yan soon realized that the righteousness of the family and the country using human spiritual cultivation could not convince his demon father.

The way of thinking of demons has never been the same as that of humans.