Chapter 541 A gift to the Demon King
When Balian returned to consciousness again, it was unknown how long time had passed.
He barely opened his heavy eyelids, but what he saw was darkness. Even the corpse demon's innate ability to see in the dark seemed useless here.
The first time he woke up, his body was numb, and the pain caused by the penetrating wound on his chest came slowly.
A burst of burning fire and indescribable pain invaded from the piece of flesh and blood. A large area of the body was wet with blood. It was indescribably cold and sticky, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
While thinking slowly, he recalled the long knife in Hongzhuang's hand that penetrated his body.
The feeling of the moment when the cold blade penetrated his body still seemed to remain in his mind. That knife seemed to have the special power to seal the corpse bead.
The corpse bead in his body seemed to be dead. No matter how much Balian tried to contact it, he still had no success.
Even the corpse demon's healing talent failed. The injury on his chest was not healed at all. Even during the bumpy road, the flesh and blood continued to crack and the injury worsened.
The suspended feeling under his body made it clear to Balian that he was not on the ground now. The small space around him was shaking slightly, and he seemed to be locked in a container space.
At this time, the sound of a huge door opening was heard from the outside world, followed by a conversation above his head.
"Welcome Master Sihe to return to the demon world." Listening to this voice, it seems to be the demon guard guarding the city in the underworld.
Ning Feiyan responded calmly and asked casually: "Your Majesty, has he returned to Hades King City?"
The Demon Guard replied: "Your Majesty, the Demon Lord, has been here for a long time. I returned to the palace seven days ago and have been meditating in the palace."
"Yes. Ning Feiyan responded again: "This is the secret feather I found from the Heluo clan. I heard that there are ancient spirits in your Qingzhou Thirteen tribes who have caused chaos and killed and injured many city guards. This feather can restore and suppress the ancient spirits." The damaged barrier of the spirit will hopefully save a few lives from the Thirteenth Department of Qingzhou.”
Her tone was gentle and easy-going, completely different from that night when she killed thousands of ghost soldiers.
The demon guard suddenly expressed sincerity and gratitude: "This... Master Sihe is so considerate, and yet he can be so caring about the trivial matters of the Thirteenth Department of Qingzhou despite his busy schedule. How can Qingzhou be so virtuous? Can..."
"The auxiliary chariots are dependent on each other, and the lips are cold and the teeth are dead. The Thirteen Departments of Qingzhou are important members of our world, so naturally there is no room for loss." Ning Feiyan spoke with a standard, even if he gave enough favors and benefits, he would not call these demons. The little people feel that they are picking up people's wisdom and receiving charity.
In a few words, this little devil guard could have taken out his heart and lungs and given it to her.
Bailian didn’t know where Ning Feiyan’s patience came from. When he returned to the world, he was able to exchange a few words with the demon guard.
But gradually, he really realized that Ning Feiyan was not simple.
During the exchange between the two, the demon guard suddenly said: "By the way, Master Sihe, when Master Erhe Buried Heart reported the report of the demon army to your majesty the day before yesterday, your majesty injured the demon bone. Your Majesty seems to be in an extremely violent and bad mood. I heard that Mr. Milu asked you to go to the Zhenming Hall to burn incense for His Majesty in the past few days. I feel that... this matter should be pushed away as soon as possible. ?”
< br>"Your Majesty is in a bad mood?" Ning Feiyan said in a tone that sounded like a smile but not a smile, and could not tell the emotion: "That's a coincidence. I just happened to catch a little gadget recently, which can make your Majesty happy."
Her voice was smiling, but a little unpredictable: "Your Majesty will be very happy."
The demon guard looked at Ning Feiyan's smiling face, and couldn't bear to awaken her innocence.
Your Majesty has been in the demon world for many years, slaughtered gods and demons, and entered the Netherworld Palace. How could a demon with thunderous skills win joy from a mere toy?
But don’t wait until Mengzi is teased. Instead, he will end up in pain.
He glanced at the iron cage behind Ning Feiyan that was held by Hong Zhuang.
A black curtain was placed around the cage, blocking out the atmosphere and making it impossible to see what it was.
But most of this thing was brought back from the human world.
The Demon King doesn't like things in the world. If this gadget is given away, Master Sihe's fate will probably be no better than that of Erhe.
From the conversation between the two, Balian could tell that he was probably in the demon world at the moment.
Ning Feiyan sealed his cultivation, and imprisoned him in this cage as if to please the devil.
But why does she think that giving him as a gift will make the devil happy?
Ning Feiyan is by no means such a superficial person, and Bai Lian does not believe that her purpose of forcing him to the devil world is so simple.
At this time, the voice of the demon soldier came from the outside: "I wonder what this little toy in the cage is, Master Sihe?"
Ning Feiyan smiled meaningfully, and before she could speak, there was a faint sound. The murderous cold wind blew fiercely from the direction of the rift valley.
Hongzhuang found it difficult to stand firm in the strong wind. She staggered a few steps, and a corner of the black cloth covering the iron cage in her hand was lifted.
A few rays of starlight from the demon world fell faintly into the cold iron cage.
With the help of the faint starlight, Bai Lian saw Ning Feiyan standing steadily in the chaotic wind. Her eyes were like smoke, and she glanced at him lightly. The black hair on her shoulders was fluttering messily in the wind. It was so beautiful. It's so beautiful.
"I have been away from the world for too long, so that the demon world is out of order. I also bring dirty and vulgar things from the world into the palace. Feiyan, when did you become so unruly?"
As these words started to sound, a particularly sickly and thin young man climbed up the stairs.
He looked very young, and was wearing a gorgeous robe embroidered with black and gold mature dark patterns that was extremely inconsistent with his age and appearance.
His eyebrows were gloomy, and his voice did not hide the pride and coldness in his bones.
His voice is not as childish as his appearance. The slightly hoarse voice is full of the smell of blood, and there is a hint of uncomfortable madness.
Perhaps it was because he was not very tall and was slightly stooped. His back was bent very deeply, as if there were no bones to support him, so his walking posture at this moment looked a bit ugly.
If he calls himself me, then he can only be Milu, the young master of the demon clan.
Bailian’s fingertips were slightly stiff.
That day in the sea, he seriously injured Milu like that, but he still left the Bronze Gate alive.
Bailian confirmed his current situation and felt that it was really terrible.
If Milu opened the curtain and saw him at this moment, he wouldn't even need to cross the gate of the demon world and go deep into the dragon's pond and tiger's den. He would probably sleep here forever.
The world is often full of coincidences. When you hope that something will not happen, the reality will always be difficult to meet your expectations.
A pale and skinny hand stretched out unceremoniously and picked up a corner of the black cloth.
Ning Feiyan did not stop him, but looked calmly at Milu as he lifted up the black cloth with a bit of coldness.
Outside the iron cage, Balian saw the sinister face of the young demon king. His face was sinister and ruthless, and his whole temperament was thin, thin, and cruel.
His eyes slid coldly on Balian like a snake. Surprisingly, Balian could not see any hatred and resentment in his cold eyes as he imagined.
There was a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were like strangers meeting him for the first time: "What do you think it is? You can handle this little gadget?" Balian frowned, The way Milu looked at him at this moment... it really didn't look like he was looking at a human being.
Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "Your Highness, Shaojun, you are serious. This is just a kitten I adopted in the devil city. Thirty years ago, it died in the human world because of greed. It was lost and found only recently. His Majesty the Demon Lord has been alone all this time. Feiyan thinks this kitten is cute and adorable, so he thinks it can relieve His Majesty's loneliness. "
Kitten?
Balian looked up at Ning Feiyan in astonishment, and she also looked down at him, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm in her smiling eyes.
He saw a clear and bright reflection in Ning Feiyan's dark, mirror-like eyes.
The cage in Hongzhuang's hand is not big and cannot hold a human being at all. In the cold iron cage, he is actually a cat with snow-white hair and a few dark circles?
The appearance is somewhat similar to the little tiger that Xiao Junjun transformed into.
Bailian felt like he was struck by lightning, and it became increasingly difficult to understand what Ning Feiyan wanted to do?
Mi Lu snorted coldly and said coolly: "That little girl just broke the seal a few days ago and returned to the demon world. She hurt Burial Heart on the other side, so you rushed to give her a gift. I don't know. , I thought you thought that I had broken my magic wings and my spine, and that I was now incompetent and useless. I am anxious to change my master’s service.”
“What are you talking about, Your Highness?” Ning Feiyan said with a smile: “Your Majesty is the king of the demon world, and he is the master of the demon world. The Lord said. "
As if being brushed against the scales, Milu Qisen's eyes were full of anger.
With a cold face, he slapped the iron cage to the ground, and a jet-black magic mist flew out of the sleeves of his robe.
The mist quickly enveloped Ning Feiyan's sleeves, and she did not resist. With a smile in her eyes, she allowed herself to be strangled by the magic mist, and her whole body was lifted up in the air.
Milu's eyebrows were deeply stained with bitterness, and he stared at Ning Feiyan sadly.
"You are so stubborn that you dare to show off your words with me! You are my future young concubine! Your master can only be me from the beginning to the end, don't have any evil thoughts Trying to escape from my hands
Ning Feiyan, your heart and body are even one. Every strand of hair can only be mine! Your life and death depend on my will! Don’t forget, what is the mission of your birth?”
The demon guard suddenly froze in fear. There, his face was pale and the veins on the backs of his hands were stretched, but he still dared not say a word.
The skin of Ning Feiyan's slender neck was stretched out of shape, but her eyes were still clear, her voice was gentle and sweet, and there was no trace of rebelliousness.
"What is your Highness angry about? Of course Feiyan knows what His Highness said. Feiyan just wants to bring his cat back to the royal city today. Since His Highness is not happy, Feiyan will not send it away."
Milu saw that her expression was not perfunctory, and her appearance was even more docile. His violent, inferior, and uneasy heart was immediately soothed.
The magic mist suddenly dissipated, and Ning Feiyan fell to the ground again, with an ugly red mark on her snow-white neck.
Milu was so angry just now that his mind was not very clear, so he used the cursed poison collected from the Great Demon Witch Territory on her without thinking.
Once this poison touches the body, it cannot be driven away for three years. The skin will burn like fire, and the body will be covered with filth and poison, which is extremely unbearable.
The antidote to the curse's poison had not been refined yet, so it was too late for Milu to feel regretful and distressed.
But when he saw Ning Feiyan's gentle eyebrows and no resentment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his gloomy face rarely softened.
He coaxed in a gentle voice: "I was angry just now. Don't blame me. When it comes to this matter, it is because Fei Yan did something unflattering. A small gadget that makes people happy is not the first thing to do. Show it to me, don’t you allow me to get jealous?”
Milu is obviously a twisted person who worries about gains and losses. One moment he was violent and violent, but at this moment he became gentle and coaxing.
It can be seen that he really likes Ning Feiyan, otherwise he would not be here to guard her as soon as she returns to the devil world.
Milu, with some remedial intention to please, then bent down and condescended to pick up the cat that fell in the cage on the ground for her.
Ning Feiyan's eyes moved, but she didn't let him touch her cat at all. With a wave of her sleeves, she took the iron cage back into her hands before him.
She glanced at Balian who had fallen badly in the cage, frowned quietly, and then quickly dispersed.
Ning Feiyan smiled lightly, took out the cat from the cage, held it in his arms, and said: "My cat is injured, and it would be bad if it was stained with blood and soiled His Highness's clothes. "
Milu saw her gauze cloud sleeves. Sure enough, it was stained with blood, and it looked really dirty. He nodded and said warmly: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early. As for the troublesome matter of burning incense to guard her heart, I will take care of it for you. Don’t worry.”
Ning Feiyan's eyes dropped, and there was a touch of sarcasm in her eyes. Only Balian, who was lying in her arms, saw it.
"In this case, please trouble Your Highness more."
Bailian never knew that Ning Feiyan, the fourth river in the demon world, was actually the future young concubine of the demon clan. Knowing such a difficult secret is not a waste of time.
Ning Feiyan is a Sihe, and she has her own royal palace to live in.
Surprisingly, the furnishings of the place where she lived were not extravagant and gorgeous. Only four lamps were lit in the huge palace, and a light layer of dust fell on the seats.
There were no extra attendants in the hall, and it was deserted. There were only two people, her and Hongzhuang.
After entering the palace, Ning Feiyan was not afraid of Bai Lian running away, so he threw him under the couch and said to Hongzhuang: "Go and make him a cat nest."
Hongzhuang looked embarrassed. She was good at killing people, but she was really not good at this kind of craft.
But she had always followed Ning Feiyan's orders. Even if she was in trouble, she would not hesitate to step back and study how to make a cat nest.
The wound on Bailian's chest was not bandaged. Ning Feiyan seemed to be extremely relieved about him. Even with such a fatal injury, she felt that he would not die even if he was not treated.
Bailian's body is very weak, and he can't move for the time being due to excessive blood loss.
Ning Feiyan doesn’t like to drink tea. There is only water in her palace. She wets the embroidered handkerchief with the water and slowly wipes the blood on her sleeves: “Now that you’ve woken up, don’t you have anything to ask? ?”
She turned her face sideways, with those striking eyes. He stared intently at Balian and said with a smile: "Although I have banned your body, I have not banned your speech."
Bailian was full of questions and didn't know where to start, and he You know, with Ning Feiyan's temperament, if he asks some key questions, she won't really give the answers.
He thought for a while and then said: "Why did you pick me up just now? You didn't seem to want him to touch me."
Ning Feiyan was startled, as if she didn't expect that he would ask an irrelevant question as soon as he opened his mouth.
She put down the handkerchief, held her chin with her bare hand, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "I told you, it's very dirty."
Bailian was silent After a moment, he said: "If you feel dirty, how about you stop the bleeding first?"
Ning Feiyan laughed out loud: "What I'm saying is, Mi Lu is very dirty. If he touches you, I don't want to hug you anymore. This is not possible. If this is the case, I will not be able to hug you again in the future. How should I use you?"
Bailian was puzzled: "Use?"
Ning Feiyan narrowed his eyes: "That's what it means literally, little bastard~"
Beibei gave me a hint, why was Xiao An turned into a cat by Ning Feiyan at this time? Why a cat? There was some foreshadowing in the past, the Demon Lord’s cat was lost and could not be found.
(End of this chapter)