Chapter 4230
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As the sharp voice resounds through the Priest Hall, the veil on Mo Lian's face is also taken off.
And her next words also spread to everyone's ears.
"Because, I am also your daughter –!! I am the supreme First Princess of the Devil Race!! "
The Priest Hall falls into a deathly silence.
Xue Gie's eyes are wide open, her right hand unconsciously grabs Demon Blade's arm. She doesn't even feel that her long and beautiful nails are deeply embedded into Demon Blade's flesh.
She wanted to curse Mo Lian for speaking nonsense, but the words that were at the tip of her tongue were completely stuck in her throat because of Mo Lian's face.
Because Mo Lian's face is very similar to Jun Shitian's.
Even at first glance, the resemblance is even higher than Mu Yan and Jun Shitian's.
"Saintess, your face!" The maid standing beside Mo Lian widens her eyes. She looks at Mo Lian, then looks at Jun Shitian and says excitedly, "You, why do you look so similar to the Demon Lord? Are you really the Demon Lord's daughter?! "
"No wonder, no wonder you never take off your veil, even when you're alone. Are you afraid that someone will recognize you as Her Royal Highness? "
Mo Lian's eyes are already filled with tears.
Her body gently trembles, the expression on her face is full of grievance, longing, pain, and unwillingness. She stares at Jun Shitian without blinking: "Father, do you still remember Lan Ke? She was born for you and died for you. In a place that you don't know, she gave birth to a daughter for you. That daughter is me. "
Jun Shitian slightly narrows his eyes and says coldly: "You are Lan Ke's daughter?"
"Yes, I am Lan Ke's daughter, and also father's daughter."
Tears rolled down Mo Lian's cheeks as she said, "Father, do you know how jealous I was when I saw you searching for my sister with great fanfare and sending all the good men in the world to her for her to choose from? Do you know how unwilling I was? Why is it that even though we are both daughters, she can receive so much love from you, can make you spend so much effort to find her, and even send all the treasures in the world to her, but I have nothing, and you don't even know of my existence? "
Xue Gie almost went crazy after hearing Mo Lian's words.
Could it be that Mo Lian was really the Demon Lord's daughter?
It shouldn't be!
Mo Lian was at most a hundred years old.
A hundred years ago, the Honor Demon was still going through the tribulation in the mortal world to get rid of the Lovesick Devilish Love Curse. How could he have given birth to Ink Lotus?
Was this hypocritical woman making up a story?
As if she had guessed Xue Gie's thoughts, Mo Lian continued to sob, "Just because my mother was with you a thousand years ago, and after such a long period of time, you've forgotten about her, haven't you? But Father, do you know that it is difficult for a demon raised by the heavens to give birth? How much pain did my mother suffer in order to keep me alive? She used up all her cultivation to seal me in ice, allowing the demonic energy and spiritual energy in my body to reach a balance. After a thousand years, I was finally freed from the ice and began to grow. But my mother also passed away because of this! "
"Father, when you dote on other women and your sister, have you ever thought about how much pain a female cultivator has suffered for you and how much pain she has to bear for your child?"
Jun Shitian frowns slightly, and his face shows a bit of doubt.
When he is about to ask, he turns around and sees Mu Yan looking at him thoughtfully … the expression of the Blood Vein Bell on his chest. His body suddenly stiffens.
The Honor Demon, who has always been cold, does things his own way, and never bothered to explain, suddenly has a strong desire to live at this moment. He quickly says in a cold voice, "I didn't. Except for Ning Yanxin, I have never had another woman. Yan Yan, you are my only daughter. "
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