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Chapter 1563 High-level Demon Race

A black translucent crystal core was pulled out of his heart, slowly moving towards his palm little by little, as if another force was competing with him on the other side.

Emperor Jiuque's majestic and cold phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Gui Yi with scrutiny.

Yun Qingyan didn't know what Gui Yi was doing, but when she saw Di Jiuque's calm attitude, she knew Gui Yi had no intention of hurting them.

As a person from Shengyuan Da 6, Yao Ya knew more than Yun Qingyan. Seeing Gui Yi's movements, Taohua's eyes showed a hint of obvious surprise, but he quickly took it back.

In the end, the translucent diamond crystal core fell into Gui Yi's right palm, and his already overly fair face felt pale like a serious injury.

“Master can trust me as much as possible.

This is my natal magic core.

If the ghost has any betrayal or false statements, the master can kill me at any time."

Yun Qingyan heard from Emperor Jiuque.

The demon core is the most important life source core of the demon clan. If the body dies, the demon clan still has hope of living, but if the demon core is destroyed, it means that it is really dead.

Giving the magic core to others is equivalent to handing over your life to others, and you will live and die.

Yun Qingyan's heart was a little shocked.

It is enough to say that the ghost dares to hand over such an important thing to her.

"Okay." She accepted the magic core, "I will accept your magic core for the time being. Don't worry, when the right time comes, I will return it to you."

This is her first time in contact with the demon clan, and it is always better to have the security in her hands.

"Thank you, Master." Gui Yi didn't mind whether Yun Qingyan would return his magic core.

His life belongs to the princess. If the princess is not there, it belongs to the little princess. It is natural.

This handsome man with a somewhat inhuman appearance couldn't help but carefully scan Yun Qingyan's face.

It looks like Princess Lan.

He still remembers that when he hugged her when he was a child, His Highness the little princess was still a small ball. Unexpectedly, she grew so big in the blink of an eye, and she didn't look like that white and tender little bun at all.

"Hmph." Di Jiuque snorted coldly, expressing deep dissatisfaction with Gui Yi looking at his wife unscrupulously.

The cold and arrogant sound, like the sound of cold jade fighting, made Gui Yi's pupils shrink and he withdrew his gaze.

He could feel that the man in Xuanyi's clothes had a very strong aura.

If it is not necessary, he does not want to be enemies with it.

This is like the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm in the subconscious of the creature. For a shadow demon like him, he has always been sensitive to the aura of danger.

Yun Qingyan felt a little troubled when she saw Gui Yi's current image. The people in Xingluo Empire were hostile to the demons. Gui Yi's appearance was so conspicuous when walking on the street.

"Can you cover up your demonic characteristics by yourself?" Yun Qingyan asked. If she couldn't, she could only help refine hallucination-type components, at least she couldn't let Gui Yi run around like this.

I don’t know how Guiyi lived in the Fei family.

"Yes." Gui Yi nodded after being stunned, "We higher dark tribes all have the ability to hide their characteristics."

Under Yun Qingyan's gaze, the horns above the ghost's head and the scales on his face gradually disappeared, and the vertical pupils gradually expanded into round pupils, looking no different from normal humans.

But his appearance seemed a bit too handsome and cold, which is the physique that most demons have.

Yun Qingyan became interested in the higher demons he mentioned, "What is the higher demons?
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