Chapter 490 A Cold Autumn Rain
The female devil shook her head, not ashamed, but sighed: "Poor, pitiful."
This poor person is naturally not herself, nor is she Si Li, but the two succubus Ning Feiyan and Hongzhuang.
Ning Feiyan had already become one of the six rivers when the old devil was in power.
She was entrusted by the old devil to belong to Milu, and Hongzhuang was the most loyal soldier under her. Similarly, Hongzhuang was also loyal to Milu.
As she just said, after all, she suffered the disaster for Milu. As the elder brother, how could she not help the Demon Lord in his resurrection battle?
Ning Feiyan and Hongzhuang naturally became his abandoned sons to maintain the image of a broad-minded young demon king.
Looking at the way that silly kid Hongzhuang defended her in every possible way, I guess the order I received this time was to rescue the Demon Lord at all costs.
Ning Feiyan is also a restless master. For many years, among the six rivers, although she is not the strongest, she is the most difficult one to control.
Milu's skill is not enough to completely tame her, so who will be sacrificed if he doesn't sacrifice her.
After careful calculation, it turned out that it was Si Li who had been exchanged for the agreement, and he came here to save her sincerely.
It's a pity that the only person who saved her now has been struck by the demon-sealing sword seal of the Heavenly Sword. Now that she has lost her cultivation, she really has no way out.
The female devil naturally knows her current situation.
She turned her head and stared at the swaying wind and rain in the courtyard: "Young man, don't you think this rain is particularly strange?"
Bailian's eyes moved slightly, but there was no movement. say.
The female devil sighed softly and said: "You brought Milu in front of me, but you didn't see his guardian devil river. If you think about it, Erhe Burying Heart must have fled away, but do you really think that he will abandon you? The monarch? ”
Bailian said: "His purpose of sneaking into the Bronze Gate is not just to restore Milu's cultivation, right?"
The female devil said unequivocally: "The Bronze Gate has lost its owner for many years, and Fengqing is a bronze One of the key fragments of the door, possessing With the key, you are qualified to inherit the rights to the bronze door.
Three thousand years ago, he founded the Tao Fa Sect in order to obtain the key fragment of Feng Qing. In other words, everything in this door. , Ancient God, Dao Demon, Heaven Ghosts are all the targets of his trip."
Bailian quietly folded his palms into his sleeves and said, "You mean, Erhe will not let us go easily. Return to the world?”
The female devil laughed out loud, looked at Balian with her enchanting eyes like hooks, and said: "Young man, although you have done many great things along the way, you really think you can do everything. As you wish, good luck will always be with you?"
Bailian ignored her sarcasm and walked to the window, reaching out to take a palm of the cold rainwater. .
The rain turned out to be very cold and desolate, and the water in my palms looked crystal clear at first glance.
But if you use your mental power to observe carefully, you can find that there are countless transparent and slender insect eggs hiding in the rain, twisting and struggling.
He frowned and his expression became solemn.
The female devil said: "One autumn rain and another cold. This rain is so heavy that it really chills my heart."
Bailian's brows moved, and the rainwater in his hand instantly froze into ice.
The secret energy in his palm was generated, shattering and scattering the unknown insects together with the ice.
There was a soft creak.
Two old windows slowly closed and closed tightly.
The female demon king was thinking about her little thoughts when her head suddenly felt light and she was picked up by a pair of cold hands.
Long, slightly damp green silk hair spilled out from between her fingers. The female devil seemed not to react to this sudden move, and was stunned in his arms. Balian carried her back to the bed, took the clean bath towels neatly stacked on the bedside, wrapped it around her head and carefully wiped the moisture from her hair and face.
There were no candles or lamps burning in the darkening room. In the half-light, there was the handsome young face of the boy. When he lowered his head, his dark eyes were warm.
The female devil became quiet for no reason, her eyelashes slowly drooped and trembled, like a pair of injured butterfly wings trembling.
When Balian wiped it, he used spiritual power. The moisture in his hair was quickly evaporated and warmed little by little. The slightly curly long dark hair gradually became soft and fluffy between his fingers, and scattered behind his back.
When she opened her eyes again, the long-lasting sleepiness and vague tiredness seemed to have flashed away, and the emotions hidden in those eyes were hard to guess.
She said: "Thank you, I'm not cold anymore."
Bailian put down the veil and fell silent.
The Demon Lord thought he was thinking about how to talk about this strange autumn wind and rain.
She smiled at the corner of her lips, trying to seduce him and help him achieve his goal, which was also a key step in her resurrection.
Who would have thought that before she could take the initiative to explain, he couldn't bear it and spoke first.
"Why do you want to become a demon king?"
This question really caught her off guard.
At that moment, something seemed to flash across her eyes, as if there was fleeting shock and confusion.
But soon, she calmed down.
The female devil's dark eyes were filled with indescribable emotions: "Why do you want to know this?"
Bailian thought about it seriously, and then said : "Curious."
"Curious?" The female devil seemed amused by his answer.
She lowered her eyes in a self-deprecating arc and said: "Would a good gentleman be curious about such a boring question? In your human cognition, you all know that the throne of the demon world symbolizes the supreme power. With power, everyone aspires to reach the top, control life and death in the palm of your hand, swallow the sun and moon in your mouth, and rule the twelve continents of the demon world. No ghosts or demons from all sides dare to disobey. What a magnificent scenery."
"So, do I, an abandoned demon who has lived in oppression and exploitation all year round, need any valid reason to become a demon king?"
Bailian shook his head and said: "I can't I understand, and...I am not a human being."
The female devil was stunned for a long time. , and then burst into laughter: "Yes, yes, how could I forget that you are originally a corpse demon? What do human beings' thoughts have to do with you."
Bailian doesn't think this is the case. It was a very funny thing, but when he saw His Majesty the Demon Lord laughing so hard that tears came out, he couldn't stop it.
The laughter gradually stopped, and there was a kind of motionless indifference on the female devil's expression. She said: "Because I want to see the real sky is high and the sea is vast, and I can settle down in hope. I don't want to live by clinging to anyone. , and don’t want to be treated with kindness and mercy, and finally be used and abandoned.”
"So, I want to become a Demon Lord."
"A real Demon Lord."
The fluffy and soft ink hair fell slightly from her forehead, and her black and white eyes At this moment, it seemed to be somewhat mysteriously cold.
Bailian stared at those deep eyes for a long time, he shook his head and said: "I think with your ability, even if you are not a demon king, you can live a very satisfying and wonderful life. So, this is not the real reason.”
(End of Chapter)