Chapter 545 Master is not here
Looking at her expression as if she wanted to treat the cat as an ancestor, she knew that if she became her pet, even if she lost her cultivation, she would be afraid of being in this demon world. Yes, you can travel around the world without any worries.
But at the same time, he will be confined by her side forever as a pet, letting others play with him, and he will not be able to go anywhere.
Bailian’s purpose of traveling to the demon world is to find a way out, so naturally he doesn’t want to go with her.
He meowed twice, his claws struggled to pull between her sleeves, and the hair all over his body exploded as if resisting.
Worried that he didn't express himself clearly enough, he even started to use Ning Feiyan on his side, staring at her helplessly with his light blue vertical pupils sucking a circle of watery tears.
A pair of ears were pitifully hunched and drooped, and the soft call came back a thousand times, making one's bones feel numb.
He looked so loyal that he was unwilling to leave his master even to death.
The front two paws are spread out as if begging for a hug, trying desperately to return to the owner's arms.
Ning Feiyan, who was caught off guard by his show off, looked at her strangely, feeling that his pretentious acting skills were really making people laugh.
She suppressed the smile that appeared on her lips, and cooperated very well in pretending to be sad that she loved him deeply and was reluctant to be separated.
But she looked embarrassed as she did not dare to disobey the Demon Lord. She looked at Bailian and smiled reluctantly, reluctantly giving up her love: "Your Majesty can take a liking to you only after you have cultivated in your tenth life. You should take care of your blessings.”
After hearing this, Balian became even more pitiful and humble, and squeezed out a few tears from his eyes. He twisted his waist and hips, struggled out of the Demon Lord's arms, and jumped at Ning Feiyan's feet. , and kept rubbing his cheek against the tassel on her skirt, looking so clingy.
Ning Feiyan wiped her tears with her fingertips and wanted to squat down to hug him, but took another look at the Demon Lord's face and held back until she made no move.
The cat at her feet was a small ball, constantly circling around her feet, its meowing sounds choked and hoarse.
As if she knew that she was about to be abandoned, her tail hung down on the ground in despair, her fur curling, her claws hooked on her skirt in a fawning way, and her eyes were wet.
Kneeling aside, Hong Zhuang was dumbfounded when she saw that one person and one cat had a perfect tacit understanding just by making eye contact.
However, in this way, Mao'er finally expressed his unwillingness to leave clearly.
His Majesty the Demon Lord, who is in a high position and rules over the demon world, no matter how much he likes this cat, he will not be unreasonably loved by many people.
Hongzhuang couldn't help but glance at the face of the female devil, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The smile on the lips of the female devil disappeared without knowing when. She looked at the white cat at Ning Feiyan's feet, her dark eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes immediately became cold.
Without saying a word, she walked over and hugged the cat again. She glanced at Ning Feiyan with a cold look: "I want this cat."
Hearing her arrogant and unreasonable tone, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart, wondering whether she had figured out the origin of the cat.
This is by no means the best time to send Balian into her hands, but now she is facing the Demon Lord. Resistance and disobedience can only lead to death.
In the end, Balian was taken away by the female devil.
Ning Feiyan sighed, sat down in front of the desk, and rubbed his forehead with a headache.
She looked at Shaojun Milu, who was lying in a pool of blood and fainted from pain. She quickly withdrew her cold eyes from him and sneered: "It seems that I will participate in the banquet of your return." I told him the story."
Ning Feiyan didn't even bother to give a cold look to Hongzhuang, who was so injured that she couldn't get up from the abuse.
She poured herself a cup of cold tea, sniffing the aroma but not drinking it: "You are still as useless as before, with no progress at all."
She stood up, her porcelain-white fingers Holding the tea cup steadily, he came to Milu's side and flipped his wrist lightly.
The cup of cold bitter tea was poured on his cheek. She threw the tea cup back on the table expressionlessly and said calmly: "Is such a piece of trash worth fearing you for so many years?"
Hongzhuang looked at Ning Feiyan’s behavior in shock and was speechless for a long time.
This is the monarch that the succubus clan has served for generations. Even the Lord of the Erhe River does not dare to be rude to him. She actually dares to be so disrespectful...
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Balian couldn't understand how a cruel woman like Demon Lord could be so obsessed with a cat.
He originally thought that the Demon Lord just used him as a plaything for fun, but when he was brought back to the Hades Palace, he realized that His Majesty the Demon Lord was extremely concerned about raising cats. Seriously.
While in Chaomu Palace, Bai Lian could tell that Ning Feiyan actually didn't like raising cats, or she was not interested in all small animals.
Ning Feiyan never allowed him to go up to the palace couch. If Hongzhuang hadn't given him a small bed with her kindness when she read about the bronze door, he would have had to sleep on that cold stone day and night. on the ground.
But when I arrived at the Hades Palace, the treatment was completely different.
The Demon Lord gave an order, and all the furnishings in the Hades Palace were changed in an instant. The ancient ink jade bed with dragon carvings, the violet curtains and gauze tents were as heavy as clouds, and thirty-seven new glazed lamps were added to the palace.
Even the floor is covered with a soft brocade blanket, and when you put one foot on it, it feels like you are stepping on the clouds.
The originally deserted Hades Palace has been carefully tidied up several times, and the spring light has washed it away, warming the palace and creating fragrance.
After dismissing the rest of the people in the palace, the female demon king lazily kicked off her shoes and socks, hugged Balian, and took him without any hesitation to the king's bed, which no one had dared to approach throughout the ages. Treat his injuries carefully.
There is no shortage of rare medicines in the palace. The injuries suffered from the battle with Ning Feiyan in the valley have not been treated. The stab wound on the chest and abdomen has been lingering for a long time and even shows some signs of suppuration. .
The smell of blood was unpleasant, but she didn't care at all. She placed Baili'an, who was curled up in a small ball, on her bare feet.
After she gently wiped the blood from his hair with a wet wipe, she began to apply medicine to treat the wound.
Her long black hair was untied at some point, and it was hanging down her shoulders in thousands of strands, and the soft hair fell on his body.
Under the faint halo, her brows were full and her face was as bright as jade. Her usual sinister and sharp look had faded away. At this moment, her face seemed more quiet and well-behaved.
Bailian raised his head and looked into her jade-black eyes, smiling at him.
For a moment, he couldn't understand. How could a person opposite a cat who could smile so innocently and innocently be the female devil who was feared and awed by all the six realms?
The injuries on his body were quickly treated, and the skin under his claws was soft and warm, the body temperature of a living person.
She put down the wet wipes and medicine, took a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood between her palms, then picked up a piece of hibiscus cake, put it on Bailian's lips, and looked at it with crooked eyes. Looking at him, he said: "Xiao Bai, this is your favorite food Try the hibiscus cake.”
Facing this smile, Parian couldn’t resist, so she obediently opened her mouth and took a small bite, and the soft texture spread on her tongue. This hibiscus cake is quite delicately made.
It's a pity that he can't taste any sweetness or bitterness.
After eating a piece of cake in small mouthfuls, she gave him another sip of warm tea, and his stomach began to feel slightly uncomfortable.
After turning into a cat, Balian retained most of the zombie demon's characteristics, such as having no sense of taste and being unable to digest human food.
But there are some things that are different from when he was a human being. For example, as a cat, he would feel sleepy from time to time. Perhaps because the corpse bead was sealed, his spirit would be very weak.
The consciousness gradually became tired and confused. It is strange that since entering the demon world, Bailian's spirit has been in a highly tense state. Although he has a contractual relationship with Ning Feiyan, from the beginning to the end He was very wary of her.
The Demon Lord is far more dangerous than Ning Feiyan. Is she more terrifying and cruel?
But now that he was resting on her feet, Balian's mood slowly relaxed for a moment. He closed his eyelids heavily, rubbed her feet with his belly, and found a comfortable position to curl up in a ball. The glazed lamps have deep shadows, the jade furnace is burning, and there are wisps of green smoke.
The female devil looked at the little thing on her feet with gentle eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks in her dark and gentle eyes.
She said slowly and in a low voice: "Fortunately, you are still here..."
As he fell into a deep sleep, Balian felt vaguely that he was being picked up by a hand. , wrapped in a soft embrace, the familiar breath lingering around him, it was a wonderful feeling.
It was clearly his first time being a cat, but the feeling of being completely wrapped up in someone's arms and falling asleep together felt like he had experienced it before.
Indistinctly, he heard her say: "Xiaobai, holding you like this, I seem to have returned to the time when we were dependent on each other. The master was not there at that time, but fortunately...you are there. ”
The fairy tears in my bones seemed to stir at a certain moment.
When he opened his eyes again, he knew that he was still in a dream.
What came into view was the Eight Wastelands Red Earth Land, a place he had never been to. The setting sun above his head shone on him, but it did not bring him the poisonous burning pain he imagined.
There was a pool of blood underneath him, and what was reflected in the pool of blood was the figure of a cat.
Is that him?
At dusk, there were ruins all around. Behind the ruins, there was an endless stretch of desert yellow sand. He crossed the ruins and passed through the sharp sandy Gobi cliffs. He ran very fast. For some reason, he felt very happy. Restless.
He didn’t know what he was looking for, nor what he was anxious about.
Until he came to the other side of a burning river, in the raging fire, there were countless tortured demons, just like the oven of heaven and earth, burning all living beings.
The demons fought each other in the blazing fire, their intestines were pierced and their stomachs were rotten, their heads were smashed with axes, and their blood was spilled like soup.
This is nothing more than a hell of fire, chaos, and ghosts.
The fire was as fierce as poison, but it could not stop him.
The thing he was looking for seemed to be in that fiery river.
The moment he rushed into the Yan River, thousands of demons fighting each other seemed to have found a common goal in an instant, and they rushed toward him.
Balian didn't know what he could do with his weak cat body.
But the next moment, he saw the sword glow coming from his mouth, the sword energy turning into a dragon, sweeping past, the hell of fighting became a Shura field, the stumps and broken arms of demons could be seen everywhere, and the evil spirit of death was strong , not a single demon could keep him behind.
He seems to be a little too strong.
It’s just that the fire here seems to be constantly devouring the spiritual power in his body, and his strength is constantly weakening.
Ahead, there is still a black sea of demons with no end in sight.
In this evil place where even the gods dare not stay for more than half a day, they may be seized by the demonic spirits in the fire at any time, but he fought his way from the other end of the river to this end.
Finally, he found the timid and helpless girl Demon Lord behind the bone-white throne.
She lay curled up in the corpse of the demon bone, her dark and slightly curly hair falling behind her like smoke.
Her eyes were distracted, as if she was trapped in some kind of terrible nightmare that was difficult to wake up from. She was sobbing and muttering, as if she was being forcibly pushed into hell and could never find a way back or a way out.
"Master taught me to recite kindness..."
"One good deed stains the heart, and it will be immortal for eternity. A hundred lamps and mines will illuminate it, and it will be bright for thousands of miles."
She was covered in the blood of her own people, lying there, with a red rope in her arms, but she never let it There was a trace of blood, but it was clean in her arms.
The bones beneath her body silently spoke of cruel evil. She kept mumbling repeatedly, her consciousness no longer clear, and her voice was filled with extremely heavy grievances and complaints: "Master... I don't want to be a demon who harms others. Jun, they forced me to harm me, when will you come and take me home..."
Something seemed to be tumbling in Bailian's chest. He didn't know who the master she was talking about was, but he still He slowly extended a front paw towards the girl.
Under his gaze, the claw suddenly turned into a pale and blood-stained human hand. Under the slender fingertips, the thin calluses of sword practitioners could be vaguely seen.
The palm of his hand soothed the girl's thin shoulder, and he heard his own voice slowly ringing out, saying, "A'luo, just bear with me a little longer, and I'll take you home right away."
He was carrying it on his back. The young uncrowned king left this world of fire and yellow sand.
When she woke up, he could no longer maintain his body, his cultivation dissipated, and he turned into a white cat.
In this era of chaotic demons, during her difficult years, he guarded the girl in the form of a kitten, watching how she walked to the high platform step by step, awakened the demon blood, and became a true The devil.
At the enthronement ceremony that year, she was not alone on the throne of the Demon Realm, she also had a cat.
On the eve of her leaving the demon world, she took off her black royal robe and put on the familiar black and red sword outfit. She hugged Mao'er with a lonely expression and said, "Xiaobai, Master is getting married. I have to go back to the mountain to serve him." Congratulations, I can’t take you away.”
“I’m finally going home.”
"But why hasn't Master come to look for me after all these years?"
"If Master knew that I had become a demon king, he... would definitely kill me with his own hands, right?"
"Xiao Bai, you are a demon. I can't bring you in front of him, he... will be angry."
"Xiaobai, I'm sorry, I have to abandon you."
"I'm sorry..."
In the girl's repeated voice, the echoes of the two lives seemed to overlap, and the apology in her ears The words were mixed with the sporadic drizzle outside the window, as if they were slightly choked.
Bailian had a splitting headache, and his mind seemed to have been severely disrupted by a sharp knife. After enduring the pain for a while, his consciousness gradually returned.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a piece of soft snow-like skin wrapping and protecting his small body.
The violet-colored flowing cloud pattern curtains flutter gently, and the breeze entering the room is refreshing and cool.
His Majesty the Demon Lord was only covered with a thin quilt. Under the thin quilt were she and him. Under the couch were the monarch's robes, socks, and even a tube top scattered all over the floor. They were thrown away casually and hung on the bed frame.
She hugged the cat to sleep and even took off all her clothes. What a weird thing is this!
The soft touch on his cheeks made him wake up instantly. The hair on Balian's tail stood up and he twitched all over, finally waking up the peaceful female devil.
The soft and slender eyelashes were lightly lifted, and a pair of dark eyes looked deeply at the kitten in her arms. She smiled softly: "Good morning, Xiaobai, you were so cold last night. I But after I simmered you all night, I warmed you up.”
Listening to this small talk, Balian suddenly remembered that dream. For a moment, he actually felt that the faint smile on her face was a bit pitiful. He rubbed his arms awkwardly in her arms and twitched his hand. His paw patted her shoulder.
The female devil was startled, then she bent her eyes and rubbed his head with her lips intimately, saying: "I have to get up to review the papers. I have prepared the books you like to read in advance. , can I come and play with you later?”
(End of this chapter)