Hearing Lan Ling's words, the pale and haggard Yoon Hi-hee immediately swayed.
"Secondly, you are more talented in internal affairs. When the Flame Demon tribe was first established, you were more valuable. But now, my Flame Demon Flag can be said to be full of talents, so you are no longer of any value to the Flame Demon Flag. "Lan Ling's second sentence was longer.
Hearing Lan Ling's cold and heartless second sentence, Yoon Hi-hee directly fell to the ground, her eyes almost losing focus.
"Thirdly, you will know that I am Søren sooner or later. I originally wanted to impregnate you and let you know after giving birth to a child." Lan Ling said, "My three sentences are finished."
Yoon Hi-hee was very cute and beautiful.
But Lan Ling's pity and affection for women seemed to have been used up in the human kingdom.
"My words are finished." Lan Ling said, "What's your decision?"
Yoon Hi-hee sat on the ground, as if she had been completely defeated, not moving at all.
Her mind was in a mess, and she did not want to make any decision. Moreover, she felt a sense of resentment, incomparable resentment.
But the resentment was not towards Lan Ling, but towards Meng Tuoluo.
This despicable woman, this vicious woman, why did she tell her? Why did she tell her?
This narrow-minded woman must have seen that she was living happily, so she wanted to take revenge on her and destroy her happiness.
But no matter what, Lan Ling was Søren, the enemy who had killed her father.
What should she do?
The first choice was to pretend that nothing had happened, and continue to sleep with Lan Ling.
The second choice was to commit suicide.
The third choice was to run far away.
Yoon Hi-hee directly abandoned the third choice. She finally had the feeling of home, and she did not want to run far away again. She did not want to be a vagabond anymore. And after leaving the Flame Demon City, she would really become a wandering ghost.
So the first choice was to pretend that nothing had happened and continue to sleep with Lan Ling, or even give birth to his child?
She really couldn't do it. She really couldn't be that shameless.
Lan Ling glanced at her and didn't intend to help her up. He didn't say anything to comfort her and just turned to leave.
Yoon Hi-hee felt as if her heart was being twisted when she saw him being so ruthless and merciless. Tears surged out from her eyes, and she instantly felt completely disheartened.
He had never felt so uncomfortable, so painful, and so heartbroken.
To put it bluntly, Lan Ling's cold and heartless expression brought her even more heartache than the moment she knew that Lan Ling was Søren.
Then, she sat on the ground, truly cold and silent.
…
Mirror Demon King: "Master, the woman you brought, she … easily cracked all of my spiritual energy arrays."
The woman it was referring to was none other than the Goddess of Misfortune, Shui Hongshao.
The Mirror Demon King had never lost a battle purely on the spiritual level, but it had lost to Shui Hongshao.
In reality, Shui Hongshao had been attracted by the Mirror Demon King's spiritual energy arrays the moment she entered the Flame Demon City.
Then, she spent fifteen minutes to crack the Mirror Demon King's spiritual energy arrays, and another fifteen minutes to imprison the Mirror Demon King's spiritual energy core. Finally, she arrived at the top of the mountain and obtained control of the Mirror Demon King's spiritual energy arrays.
However, the Mirror Demon King wasn't completely passive.
It had also obtained a lot of new knowledge and new energy methods from the Goddess of Misfortune, Shui Hongshao's spiritual energy. The two of them fought back and forth, fighting to their heart's content.
Furthermore, the Mirror Demon King had to divert part of its attention to communicate with Ghoul.
As Ghoul liked to compose poems, Lan Ling used famous poems from Earth to tempt it.
In the end, it was completely useless. It liked to compose poems to express its state of mind, and it didn't have much love for poems.
Moreover, it seemed to be searching for something, but it didn't know what it was looking for. Therefore, he used his crazy thoughts to search everywhere for bits and pieces of information.
It seemed to be searching for a certain memory, or a certain matter, or a certain person.
It didn't know, so it wanted to travel the world, see more people, see more things, see if it could find a little inspiration, evoke some thoughts in its mind, and know what it was looking for.
And the Mirror Demon King was probably the "person" that had seen the most people, the most things, and the most places.
Even though it couldn't go anywhere, it had countless Mental Slaves for tens of thousands of years. Everything that these Mental Slaves saw, experienced, and went to would become the Mirror Demon King's memories.
Moreover, there were countless lunatics among the Mirror Demon King's Mental Slaves.
Therefore, the Mirror Demon King could communicate with Ghoul. Moreover, it generously opened up its memories to Ghoul, letting him feel the thousands of scenery in the world in the illusion, to see if it could evoke some of its memory imprints, to let it know what it was looking for.
Lan Ling asked: "How's the Hell Demon Condensing Formation?"
The Mirror Demon King said: "It's very unstable, it's not going well."
As mentioned before, the Hell Demon Condensing Formation was the highest defense mechanism of Flame Demon City! Because whether compared to the Demon Empire United Front or Princess Na Xue, Lan Ling was the weakest party, and even Flame Demon City's defense was very weak.
Therefore, Lan Ling thought about whether to enlarge the Hell Demon Condensing Formation and make it a strategic killing weapon of Flame Demon City.
The original Hell Demon Condensing Formation was created by the Little Rakshasa King himself, and it was an energy formation composed of 16 Shadow Warriors.
These 16 Shadow Warriors were all Demon Venerable level powerhouses. If they fought with a Demon Saint, there would only be one outcome, and that was to be defeated one by one.
Therefore, the Little Rakshasa King thought of a way to condense the energy of the 16 Shadow Warriors together to make a qualitative change.
This wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two. It wasn't to make the energy line thicker, but to make it stronger. For example, if two 300-degree flames were stacked together, it would be a thicker flame that was still 300-degree instead of 600-degree.
And the Hell Demon Condensing Formation was to turn it into a 400 ° to 500 ° flame, to make it change qualitatively. To condense the energy attacks of the 16 Demon Venerable level shadow warriors into Demon Saint level energy.
The Little Rakshasa King was undoubtedly extremely awesome, and he actually succeeded.
However, this was only a small formation after all.
Lan Ling wanted to magnify it a few hundred times, or even a thousand times, and the result was a problem.
When the number of people in this Hell Demon Condensing Formation exceeded 99, it would become very unstable. Not only was the energy efficiency very low, but it was also easy to have energy conflicts and energy overflow.
"When the number exceeds 99, the probability of an accident is 27%."
"When the number exceeds 399, the probability of an accident is 43%."
"When the number exceeds 899, the probability of an accident is 100%. Also, there will definitely be energy overflow and energy conflicts. " The Mirror Demon King said, "We experimented more than 400 times, and destroyed more than a thousand houses. There were more than a hundred explosions in the Mirror Mountain."
Lan Ling's Hell Demon Concentration Formation required the participation of tens of thousands of Hell Warriors at most. Only then could it become a super destructive weapon, a strategic defensive killing weapon, and only then could it protect the safety of the Flaming Demon Flag between two huge forces.
"Communicate with the Goddess of Misfortune Shui Hongshao more, and try to get her interested in the Hell Demon Condensing Formation blueprint. Then, the two of you continue to perfect this formation," Lan Ling said.
"Yes!" The Mirror Demon King said.
Lan Ling said, "Anyway, before my duel with Hades ends, this Hell Demon Condensing Formation must be completed. Otherwise … we can only kneel, or we will be destroyed. Either way, I don't want to kneel. "
"Yes …" The Mirror Demon King said.
The Goddess of Misfortune Shui Hongshao was the key to the Balrog Empire. Her first mission was to complete the true large-scale Hell Demon Condensing Formation, because this was the Balrog Empire's first strategic weapon.
At least in the Southern Wilderness, its function was equivalent to a nuclear umbrella.
With the arrival of Princess Na Xue, the situation in the Southern Wilderness had completely changed. It had become the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and Lan Ling had become the weakest party.
He would either kneel and pledge his loyalty to one side, or stand proudly.
Now, whether it was Princess Na Xue, or the united front of the Demon Empire led by the Heaven Killing King and Tigné, they could easily destroy Lan Ling's Balrog Flag a hundred times over.
Now, the strength of the Balrog Flag was only a fraction of the strength of the other two forces.
Princess Na Xue did not even need to do anything. She could just ask Di Jun to lead the five Venerable Ones out, and they could destroy the Balrog Flag.
Now, the five Venerable Ones were not just Demon Saints. After being kissed, they were also immortal. Their subordinates had also become an almost immortal Blood-sucking Demon Army.
When that time came, what would happen to Lan Ling? Would he let the Young Rakshasa King control the meteorite powder to defend against the enemy?
The last time he controlled the meteorite powder, the Young Rakshasa King only had half a year left to live. If he did it again, it would probably not even take half an hour for the Young Rakshasa King to turn into ashes.
Of course, Lan Ling now had two more top-notch experts under him. They were the Goddess of Misfortune, Shui Hongshao, and Peerless Ghoul.
However, these two experts could not be controlled. Moreover, even if they joined in, if Di Jun led the five Venerable Ones out to destroy the Balrog Flag, at least more than half of the Death Warriors, Golden Warriors, and Centaurs would die.
This was a price that Lan Ling could not afford.
Therefore, this Hell Demon Condensing Formation was the nuclear umbrella of the Balrog Empire. With it, Lan Ling could be one of the kingdoms in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Without it, Lan Ling would have to kneel down and pledge his loyalty to Princess Na Xue, or face a disaster.
The negotiation with Di Jun had already proved that it was impossible for him to cooperate with Princess Na Xue on an equal footing. At the very least, he had to display unparalleled strength before they could cooperate.
What Lan Ling wanted was not just to cooperate on an equal footing. He wanted to ride on Princess Na Xue.
At this moment, Princess Na Xue wanted Lan Ling to become her lackey. Therefore, there was no room for negotiation at the moment.
…
In the cold room!
Yoon Hi-hee was still sitting on the floor. Her mind was in a mess, and her body was cold.
After thinking for a long time, she could not find a suitable solution. She could not make a choice.
The third choice was to run away. That was impossible. The first choice was to pretend that nothing had happened. It was impossible to continue sleeping with her father's murderer, Lan Ling.
Then, the only option left was to commit suicide.
Actually … Yoon Hi-hee did not want to die. Even in her most desperate moments, she did not want to die.
But now, she had a lot of worries in her heart. She did not want to die. However, Lan Ling's cold and heartless look made her lose all hope. She did not have the courage to live.
"Just die … Anyway, no one cares about you!" Yoon Hi-hee muttered to herself.
After hesitating for a long time …
Yoon Hi-hee's face was covered in tears. She took out a bottle of Dark Poison and took a deep breath.
"Lan Ling, you b * stard, you b * stard …"
Summoning up her courage, Yoon Hi-hee pulled out the cork and poured the Dark Poison into her mouth.
Then, she lay on the floor quietly, waiting for death.
That feeling came very quickly.
First, there was a terrible pain in her stomach. It was a kind of earth-shattering pain that felt like her internal organs were being torn apart.
It was as if a fire had scorched all of his internal organs, or as if concentrated sulfuric acid had corroded and penetrated his entire stomach, or as if countless knives were stabbing his internal organs crazily.
Although Yoon Hi-hee had suffered a lot, she had never experienced such pain.
It was much more painful than death.
"Ah … Ah …" Yoon Hi-hee desperately rolled and screamed.
This hellish torture lasted for a few minutes. Then, the pain gradually faded.
Then, darkness and coldness attacked and gradually devoured her life force.
Yoon Hi-hee knew that death was coming.
At this moment, she could no longer feel her body. Even the pain was gone.
She was going to die …
However, Yoon Hi-hee's tears continued to flow.
Although she was unwilling to admit it, deep in her heart, she had been hoping that after she committed suicide by consuming the poison, Lan Ling would rush in and save her.
But … he didn't.
Lan Ling let her commit suicide by consuming the poison, let her die.
"Lan Ling, I hate you, I hate you …" Yoon Hi-hee muttered to herself, then closed her eyes.
Then, her mind completely fell into darkness.
…
Yoon Hi-hee opened her eyes again. Her whole body felt like it was under the sun, warm and comfortable.
She was lying on the bed, next to her was Dina, who was feeding her something spoonful by spoonful. As for Little Tanuki, it was gently wiping her body.
"I … I'm not dead?" Yoon Hi-hee shook her head, but before she could finish, her tears flowed again.
"You're not dead, but the next time you commit suicide, we won't stop you, nor will we save you," Dina said. "You actually drank the dark water soaked in the star magic meteorite, looks like you really want to die."
Yoon Hi-hee's beautiful thin face twitched: "What's the point of living like this?"
"You want to die, is it because you know that my husband killed your father, or because he's cold and heartless?" Dina asked.
Yoon Hi-hee didn't say anything, but she knew the latter reason.
Dina said: "Our husband's softness and concession have already been used up in the human kingdom, he won't use any more pity on us. If you go against him, you'll only get coldness and heartless. "
Yoon Hi-hee continued to cry silently.
Dina said: "If you want to avenge your parents, I don't think there's any need. The Søren who killed your parents, the human Søren, is already dead. His heart was pierced and burnt to a crisp. Now, your husband is Lan Ling, not Søren. Someone has already avenged you. "
"Søren is dead?" Yoon Hi-hee said with a trembling voice: "Who killed him?"
"His wife, Princess Jung Yeon, also the current Queen Jung Yeon," Dina said.
"Ah …" Yoon Hi-hee cried out in shock, her heart aching so much that she couldn't breathe.
She was very clear about the relationship between Jung Yeon and Søren.
Everything Søren did, including killing her parents, was for Jung Yeon. He relied entirely on his own strength, almost going against the whole world, to defeat Zhi Li, who had the support of the Dragon Temple and the Hidden Island, and put Princess Jung Yeon on the throne.
And Princess Jung Yeon actually … killed him!
"So, don't hope that our husband will compromise with us and show too much pity for us. His feelings for women have already been used up." Dina said: "I don't really care about this, because I love him very much. I'm already very satisfied that he can accept my love."
"If you've still decided to commit suicide, then you can die for good. Because my husband can no longer pierce his own heart and drip Golden Devil Blood to save you." Dina said, "He's already gone to Rakshasa King City to fight the Netherworld!"
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