Because the Demon Lord made up his mind that even if the blood flowed into a river, he would never hand over the [Liuxian Fengyi Skirt].

Mu Yan looked at the red skirt in her hand and frowned slightly.

According to her thoughts, it was just a skirt, no matter how precious it was, it could not match the thousands of lives of the demon clan.

"Your Highness Princess, this skirt is different for us demons."

Elder Minwei's voice suddenly came from behind, which scared the three of them.

Youyue hid directly behind Yun Ruohan, grabbed his clothes and said silently: "The old guy can't see me! The old guy can't see me!"

Elder Minwei glared at Youyue before bowing to Mu Yan and said, "The Liuxian Fengyi skirt has actually been missing for many years, and the Demon Lord also got it by accident. At that time, he did not take a mere skirt seriously at all, and even wanted to throw it away or give it to Xue Ji. But in the end, the Demon Lord still kept it. Do you know why?"

Mu Yan shook his head.

Elder Minwei walked forward, gently stroked the skirt with his hand, and whispered: "Because our men of the demon clan, as long as they see this skirt, they will automatically imagine the appearance of their lover in their minds. Liuxian Fengyi was forged with the blood of the first demon clan in the world and his soul bones. Like the princess, he is a demon and a human, and he is even a demon. After savoring the various aspects of the world, he met a beloved woman, but in the end the woman died in his arms."

"This ancestor completely chose to abandon human nature and completely fall into a demon. He killed all his enemies, disgusted people, and insensitive people. The world is blood flowing into a river. The [Ancient Battlefield] you see now at the intersection of the three domains has its original prototype at that time."

"But even so, he still felt unsatisfied, so he made this [Liuxian Fengyi Skirt], imagining the way his beloved woman wore it, buried his demon body and the skirt into a huge valley, forming the Demon Cloud Ridge that can give birth to thousands of monsters, which is the current Qianyuan."

"So, for us demons, if we give up other things, we will give up, and we will never have life. But [Liuxian Fengyi Skirt] is definitely not something that can be easily abandoned."

Mu Yan was fascinated by hearing it.

The expression of Jun Shitian's eyes when he saw her wearing the [Liuxian Fengyi Skirt] was unconsciously revealed in his mind.

Excited, painful, and lose your composure.

Is it because I think of her mother Ning Yanxin?

Mu Yan is a woman, so she can't feel this feeling.

But for the men of the demon clan, is this [Liuxian Fengyi Dress] equivalent to their beloved woman?

Therefore, even if Jun Shitian bet on the lives of all the demons, he would not be willing to compromise or give in at all.

At this moment, Qihuang's muttering voice came from his ears: "Is it a demon, a human, and a demon? Tsk... Why does this identity sound familiar to me?"

Mu Yan said in confusion: "Qihuang, do you know the ancestor of this demon clan?"

Qihuang curled his lips: "I don't know my mother-in-law's love brain. I just vaguely feel like I have a little impression. Forget it, this matter is not important. What's important is that things must not be given to the Netherworld!"

"That's a broken skirt, and that Wanmo's heart, don't you know what that purplish silk is?"

Mu Yan was stunned, then his eyes slowly widened.

"You wouldn't want to say that the purplish silk is the repair material of the Heavenly Demon Piano, right?"
Chapter completed!