The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 239 Countermeasures

Everyone was shocked.

The Fire Lord laughed heartily: "The future Demon Emperor is indeed worthy of being Your Majesty's daughter. Let's see which tribe dares to challenge our Demon Realm in the future."

The Phantom Lady was a straightforward person who never beat around the bush: "That's right, our Demon Realm wants to unify the three realms and then attack the Nine Heavens Temple.

For tens of thousands of years, we have been bullied by the Celestial Clan. Look at how self-righteous they are.

They think they are gods and show off in front of us. I just can't stand them."

"One hundred thousand years ago, the great war between the Heavenly Demons will be staged again, and we must let the Heavenly Lord know that our Demon Realm is something they cannot afford to offend."

"..."

Everyone was talking about it.

The Demon Lord began to deploy, who would lead the charge and who would be responsible for intercepting...

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The one-month period between Princess Zhijin and the Demon Patriarch has come to an end, and she has been tortured beyond recognition.

Only that beautiful face is still as exquisite as before.

Princess Zhijin stood at her side in the hall, while the Demon Patriarch sat there leisurely drinking tea. He asked, "Who is your enemy?"

Princess Zhijin clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white from the force, and one could even hear a slight crackling sound from her joints.

Her breathing became rapid and heavy, her chest heaving violently, filled with endless rage, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent: "It's Ye Qingyan, the Queen Mother of Dong Qin!"

The Demon Patriarch glanced at her and said, “You are really useless. You can’t even kill a mortal.

My word is as good as gold. I will do what I promised you. You are free now."

After saying that, he casually took out a detoxification pill and handed it to Zhijin: "Eat it, and your poison will be cured.

Eat this one too. You have so many wounds, this will help you heal faster."

"Thank you, Master!" Princess Zhijin took the antidote and felt much more relaxed after taking it.

My head felt dizzy, my vision started to blur, and then I fell down.

Then a woman's voice sounded: "Big Brother, you are indeed trustworthy. You didn't bear to part with him. Ling'er thanks Big Brother."

The Demon Patriarch snorted coldly: "We just took what we needed. She stayed with me for a month, and I killed a man for her. We are even now.

For me, this is just a transaction, between us.

She was just a plaything, now she is a fallen beauty. I am tired of her and throw her away like a worn-out shoe. There is no pity.

Even though I'm old, my junior sister still thinks that I have some romantic relationship with her.

I'm leaving this bitch in your care. How you change your face has nothing to do with me, Senior Brother."

Xiao Ling's lips curled up into an evil smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother!

This is Ling'er's newly refined Xiongfeng Pill. May your sword remain forever sharp!"

"Junior sister, you are so thoughtful. Why haven't I seen Junior Sister Qingran? Where did she go?"

Xiao Ling was speechless for a while: "Big Brother, after she left here last time, she disappeared.

She runs away whenever she has nothing to do. Seeing her is harder than seeing the emperor in the human world. Big Brother, I'm taking Zhijin away."

"Go!" The Demon Patriarch smiled.

Xiao Ling'er turned into a gust of evil wind and returned to the Valley of Ten Thousand Skulls.

In the secret room, she put Princess Zhijin down, took out a bottle of water and put it near her nose for her to smell.

Zhi Jin sneezed several times in succession, opened her watery eyes, and looked around. "Where is this?"

"I am the Palace Master of Piaomiao Palace."

Princess Zhijin looked in the direction of the voice and was immediately startled. Her heart rose to her throat and her body began to tremble.

She remembered that the woman in front of her was the one who wanted her skin.

"You, you are the junior sister of the Demon Patriarch!"

Xiao Ling's eyes were filled with amusement: "Yes, I brought you here.

I want your face, and then I'll send you to the underworld so you don't suffer any more."

Princess Zhijin knelt down and said, "Please let me go. I am Princess Zhijin from the heaven.

As long as you let me go, I can agree to any conditions you ask for."

Xiao Ling squatted down, pinched Princess Zhijin's chin with one hand, and looked at her coldly: "I have everything I need. Your immortal power is sealed, so even if you have an immortal body, don't expect to escape from this Ten Thousand Skull Valley.

I will cut the skin off your face piece by piece and give you drugs so that you won’t feel any pain until you die.”

Princess Zhijin wanted to die at this moment.

She knelt down and begged: "Please let me go. I will get you as many beautiful women as you want."

"I don't care about anyone else's face, I only like you."

Zhijin was completely speechless, regretting his actions and getting himself into trouble.

At this point, there was no way to go up to heaven, and no door to enter the earth, so he could only let Xiao Ling control him.

She began to curse: "You old witch, how dare you touch this princess? My father will find out and kill you."

Xiao Ling pushed Sangsang and took him into a secret room. He pressed Xiao Ling's acupoints and put him on the bed.

There are various knives by the bed.

In the secret room, there were various skeletons all around, human skins hanging on the shelves, and some bottles and jars.

Princess Zhijin knew that she was powerless to change the situation, so she began to curse and swear to vent her anger.

Xiao Ling was completely enraged, with murderous intent in her eyes: "I was originally planning to give you a drug so that you wouldn't feel the pain.

Now that he's cursing so vigorously, he might as well save the trouble of using the sleeping pills."

After saying that, he picked up a knife and cut her face...

"Ah..." Zhijin cried out in pain.

Her face was peeled off.

At this time, someone outside shouted, "Oh no! The warehouse is on fire! Help!"

Xiao Ling was shocked: the warehouse contained all the treasures she had saved over the years.

She said to Princess Zhijin, "Just wait."

After saying that, he disappeared.

At this time, a green shadow flashed by, pressed a few acupoints on Zhijin's sealed magic power, pulled her, and disappeared.

Far away from Piaomiao Palace, the woman in green said softly, "Your master, Venerable Xianling, once helped me. You are his disciple, and I am repaying this favor.

Don't ask who I am, just go back to Heaven."

Princess Zhijin was frightened, and with a flash of silver light, she went to Tianyi Palace.

The Heavenly Doctor was sorting the herbs, cursing non-stop: "This little witch, it took me tens of thousands of years to collect all those rare flowers and herbs, and she took them all away."

"Heavenly Doctor, Heavenly Doctor, save me!" Zhijin shouted.

The doctor saw that half of Princess Zhijin's face was hanging and the other half was covered in blood. He exclaimed, "Princess, what happened to you? Who did this? Come to the bed quickly and let me take a look."

Princess Zhijin burst into tears and she never dared to leave the Heavenly Palace again.

The doctor treated Princess Zhijin's injuries, but the skin on the other half of her face had already dried up.

It didn't stick to her skin at all, so she had to live with the scars...

From then on, Princess Zhijin wore a mask every day and did not dare to step out of her bedroom.

She didn't even dare to bring people to Piaomiao Palace to look for Xiao Ling...