They did not sacrifice their little family to fulfill everyone's "noble" sentiment.

They do take care of the overall situation of the entire demons, but their perspective on the overall situation is completely different from spiritual cultivation.

In the eyes of Jun Jitian, the life of the precious daughter is greater than his own life than the rise and fall of the demons.

If he had to sacrifice his daughter Baobie, that's okay, pull him from the position of the devil, and step on his body.

As Demon Lord, if he can't protect his only daughter, he is still a bullshit Lord of the Demon Race?!

Having figured this out, Mu Yan was moved, but also a little bit dumbfounded.

She thought about it, and then changed her angle directly.

"Father, have you ever thought about a question. If the Demon Race really loses in this battle, the Demon Race's power will be greatly lost, far inferior to the Extreme Region."

"In fact, Qianyuan’s power is still not as powerful as the Extreme Territory. If it weakens a lot, the situation of the three parties will collapse. Under the circumstances, if I marry Di Mingjun as a princess of the demon clan, What would the people of the domain think of me? Would they still think that Emperor Mingjun was a member of my demons? No, they won't, they would even laugh at me as a down-and-out princess, and climb the Emperor of the Extreme Domain."

"They dare--!!!"

Jun killed the sky and was furious.

Mu Yan seriously suspected that if Di Mingjue or Jiyu people were here now, he could not help but kill them directly.

Mu Yan said silently in her heart: Di Mingjun forgive me, I didn't deliberately provoke your son-in-law's feelings.The expediency is a must.

It didn't show up on the face, but he sighed softly, "But that's the truth! Mortal women's marriage depends on the strength of their natal family, whether the dowry is rich or not, not to mention the marriage of the two biggest forces in Xiu Xian Continent. ."

"Don't say that this time the battle between the Demon Race and the Nether Territory may be lost, even if it does not lose, the casualties will be heavy. My position in the hearts of everyone in the Extreme Territory will also plummet. If you suffer any more damage, Dad, then my life may be even more sad. Up."

When Jun Xitian thought of the scene where his precious daughter might be bullied and ridiculed, he gritted his angry teeth.

The devilish energy around it seemed to form a whirlpool, which was firmly suppressed before it burst.

Frightened the Gorefiend guards crawling on the ground one by one, shivering, and dare not let out the atmosphere.

Mu Yan pressed her fist to her lips and coughed slightly to hide her smile.

How is your own Demon Zun father so cute?

"Ahem...So, I stay on the battlefield not for others, but for myself."

Mu Yan pointed towards the army that was wrapped in thick fog in the distance.

Even if the black fog is so thick, you can still see the dense crowds of demons sitting together and talking.

From time to time, someone called "His Royal Highness" and "Ye Da Devil".

Mu Yan smiled and said: "These are not just the army of the demons, but my dowry or dowry. If there is too much damage, dad, you don’t feel distressed, I will also feel distressed. Only I stay on the battlefield and use my piano sound to assist. They fought and weakened the strength of the Nether Territory army, so my dowry and betrothal gifts would not lose too much!"

Jun Jitian: "..."

Damn, he thought there must be something wrong with that.

But he was actually convinced.

As he spoke, the war drums on the other side resumed.

The Mozu, who had been sitting to adjust his breath and recuperate his wounds, suddenly jumped up from the ground and let out a cry that didn't cowardly retreat.