Chapter 550: Your Majesty, what a joke
His pupils shrank, he calmly retracted his fingers, and said softly: "I can't hold her back for three days. In just two days, she can do it all by herself." , slaughtered the seventy-two tribes of Nine Snakes alive Pure."
Bailian paused slightly, his voice deepened, and seemed a little conflicted, and continued: "The old and weak women and children, even the newborn babies were not spared."
< br>Ning Feiyan laughed softly and said : "You are blaming my selfishness for causing those innocent people to die in the hands of the Demon Lord."
She raised her eyes and looked at him sideways, and continued: "The strong man Life and the weak die, this has always been the case in the devil world. The laws of survival have changed. Since the Nine Snakes clan had the courage to rebel, they should have expected that such a day would come. The old, weak, women and children may be innocent, but there are more than tens of millions of innocent people who have died on the battlefield in this world. "< br>
The fire in the charcoal furnace burned extremely brightly, and the firelight was like blood, reflecting in Ning Feiyan's calm eyes, and her pale smile was still beautiful.
"Compared with being defeated in the war and becoming a prisoner of a plaything in the hands of the enemy, this way of death is not less pleasant."
She looked back and smiled, the snow on her neck was still stained Sweat thin.
It was clear that she was talking about an extremely cruel fact, but her words and smiles were exceptionally gentle, and her unruffled eyes were like blurred ink strokes.
She chuckled: "Master, if you have time to pity these unrelated people, you might as well pity me."
"I'm going to die soon."
Bailian can certainly see that she is in critical condition at this moment. She is not exaggerating in her words, and the terrifying and evil power in her body is exactly the same. Little by little, it was eating away at her few remaining vitality.
It’s just that he has never seen that woman speak so lightly of her life and death.
Bailian said: "The Demon Lord is on his way here, and you really don't have much time."
The fiery red orb shone between her ears, and Ning Feiyan turned around her beautiful face. Wushuang's face came up, and he stared at Bailian deeply, with a smile on his lips: "So, are you willing to let me die?"
"In today's huge devil world, only I can help you find what you want."
"Isn't Mr. Si curious about what interesting things I saw in Xuanting Cave?"
Bailian pursed her lips and looked into her eyes Eyes on the eyes, he said seriously: "This transaction between you and me, so far, I have been unilaterally helping you to make it happen. I hope that in the near future, you will not disappoint."
"This It's natural." Ning Feiyan curled her lips and smiled, with a familiar teasing look in her eyes.
People with soft ears are very good at handling things. At first, she thought that although Balian had a gentle temper, he was extremely stubborn at heart and had his own principles of doing things.
But after getting along with him recently, I found that he really easily exposed his weaknesses.
Sure enough, she heard Bailian continue to compromise a step further and said, "I can help you one more time."
Ning Feiyan's eyes became even more mocking.
"But..." Balian stared at her for a long time, his calm face suddenly smiled, he reached out and took off the magatama from Ning Feiyan's neck, his bright eyes were very profound and mysterious.
He said: "If I find out that you lied to me, I will give you a hard time in the future."
He had an innocent smile on his face, and the cruel words he uttered were not threatening at all, but more like a joke.
Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes out of habit, handed him the formidable fang in her hand, and turned her back to him again.
The pale hands gently pulled on both sides of the shoulders, and the loose nightgown was easily pulled down to the waist.
The tall and graceful ridges are very smooth and moving, and the waist that can be grasped is thin and slender, giving people a fragile beauty that is thin and fragile.
The originally smooth and white snow back was now covered with small wounds of various sizes. Those wounds seemed thin, but there was a bone-deep and dark evil spirit that was constantly eroding her meridians. With Shenfu.
A bright red bead was deeply embedded in her spine, constantly releasing a terrifying murderous aura that made her scalp tingle.
Bailian looked down at the white fangs in his hand that were like the bones of a demonic beast, and frowned: "What are these?"
"The fangs of the Beiyuan Demon Emperor, he I have spent two thousand years of cultivation in this fang. I have refined it for five hundred years, and there are still fifteen hundred years left. The fang of the Great Emperor. The poison is very similar to the dragon poison of the dragon clan. I just used the mysterious fire to unblock and release all the remaining 1,500 years of cultivation, all of which were used to stimulate the poisonous intention in the fangs."
At this moment, Ning Feiyan was enduring great pain, her breathing gradually became heavier, and her voice was trembling and rapid.
“I want you to help me use that emperor’s poisonous fang to open wounds all over my body, crush the shemali, and then pour all the poison in the fang into my body. .”
In the end, this guy was able to say sincerely: "That's all, thank you."
The plain tone seemed to say that he would pick a bowl of tea for me to drink, but he couldn't hide it. The stubbornness and madness in it.
Bailian's knuckles holding the fangs turned white. For a moment, he couldn't understand why this woman could be so cruel and decisive to him.
Seeing his silence, Ning Feiyan thought he couldn't bear to feel hurt, so he had no choice but to explain: "Only the emperor's thousand-year cultivation can perfectly conceal the breath of Shemoli. This is the devil world. This is the only way to survive.”
“I’m not afraid of pain.”
Balian said: "You don't need to explain so much to me. I understand the reason. I'm just thinking about which part to start with."
Why does it sound like I'm preparing to eat a roasted whole lamb?
Ning Feiyan frowned and said: "Hurry up..."
"Ah!" Before she could finish her sentence, sharp black and purple fangs struck her without warning. A wound on the back suddenly tore open.
The bitterness of the pain quickly injected into her body, and the gushing wounds quickly turned black and red, filled with poisonous gas, and the bloody mouth festered. The wounds were as hideous as a centipede crawling over, which was extremely terrifying.
The defenseless Ning Feiyan cried out in uncontrollable pain, her face turned pale from the pain, and her lips drew strands of blood.
Bailian raised his hand and looked at the black blood drops slowly dripping from the tips of the fangs. He raised his eyebrows and said: "The scream sounds good, at least it makes you look more like a normal person. "
Ning Feiyan gritted her teeth, the pain was so painful that she could no longer use it. She was arguing with him, her shoulders were trembling, and her teeth were clenching: "Continue..."
She didn't need to say anything at all. Balian didn't stop moving, and the large and small scars on her back were all covered. He opened and slashed them one by one steadily and without any trembling.
As he moved, his dark eyes moved slightly, and his fair face was stained with bits of blood, which made his handsome and clean face look a bit sadder.
A drop of blood just happened to splash on the corner of his mouth. He touched the blood with the tip of his tongue. A simple taste revealed that the blood contained extremely terrible poison. He also didn't know that Ning Feiyan, who had added poison to the wound, could not Can hold on.
He kept moving and continued to open wounds one after another, and said in a calm voice: "Why don't you let Hongzhuang do this for you?"
Ning Feiyan was in so much pain that she was dying. She almost fainted, but she knew that if she fainted at this moment, she would never wake up again. Balian talked to her just to keep her awake.
Her voice was low, as if she was mocking herself: "Although I hate her very much, I also understand her temperament very well. She attaches great importance to me. If I let her take action, how can you be as calm and decisive as Mr. Si? Cutting off the knot. The more she hesitates, the easier it is for her to make mistakes, and naturally the pain I suffer will be ten times worse." Her tone seemed to be complimentary, but in fact it was mocking.
"Well..." A very deep wound connected to the muscles and bones was opened. Ning Feiyan couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and her whole body was covered with the brocade embroidery on the table as if she was exhausted. .
Soon, all the wounds on his back were torn open, looking like they had been torn apart by the fangs of an evil beast.
Bailian pressed the tip of his fangs against the bead between her waist bones and continued without raising his head: "Although you hated her so much, you still took her away to protect her at the last moment. "
Ning Feiyan laughed mockingly: "It turns out that in your perception, I am such a gentle person, I am a bit flattered." Balian shook his head. : "In today's situation, you are not completely sure of surviving. If it is exposed, Hongzhuang in this palace will naturally die under the wrath of the Demon Lord immediately."
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Ning Feiyan obviously didn't want to have such a boring topic with him, she urged in a tone of voice: "The Demon Lord is coming soon, please destroy that bead quickly."
"Now that you are seriously injured, it is a miracle that you can survive. If the poison is added to your body and the moment the bead is destroyed, the destructive power of Shemali will remain in your body forever. By then, You will feel that you are luckier to die than to live.”
Because no one can bear such suffering.
Ning Feiyan finally couldn't stand it any longer and looked back to glare at him. Her eyes were moist due to the pain, and she looked a little pitiful.
But even so, it still could not hide the calmness and fearlessness in her eyes.
With such a look, Balian said nothing more, and pushed the fangs deeply in with his palms.
This moment was undoubtedly extremely painful.
Black and red blood rolled out, and Ning Feiyan suddenly tightened her grip on the brocade Shu embroidery on the table, her fingers pale.
But this time she didn't make any sound. Her eyes were blurry and dark, and she was strangely calm. Her expressionless pale face on the table looked like a ghost.
The tips of the fangs were still deeply embedded in the hideous flesh and blood wound on her back, and the fragments of the beads were still embedded in the blood and bones.
Bailian's eyelids twitched and his eyes darkened a little. Without saying a word, he dug out the bloody fragments one by one. His movements were extremely fast.
After cleaning up, he was about to take out his fangs when a cold hand soaked in sweat suddenly grabbed Balian's wrist.
Ning Feiyan grabbed his hand tightly and swung it outward with force. The fangs deeply embedded in her flesh suddenly pulled out a huge wound on her back.
The skin and flesh are rolled up, and it is terrifying!
This woman is really ruthless. She is really ruthless in order to cover up the bloody wounds caused by Shemali.
Under Balian's strange gaze, after she finished doing this, her palms suddenly became unable to loosen, her face turned pale, and her head tilted softly to one side, like a fish that was about to die of thirst, without any trace of emotion. Looks like a living person.
With most of her life taken away, she really doesn't know how to deal with the devil next.
With Balian's help, the wound was covered with a layer of medicine that did not help her injury at all, wrapped in a layer of gauze, changed into clean clothes, and cleaned up the bloody clothes.
Ning Feiyan shook her hands and poured a cup of cold tea on her cheeks.
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The night is cool, the rain is falling, and the light is as bright as water.
His Majesty the Demon Lord quickly led people to search the Chaomu Palace. She glanced at the woman sitting on the elegant table collecting rain and cooking tea, her eyes focused on the still water like a deep pool: "Now the capital is full of wind and rain. The Lord of Four Rivers is very elegant.”
Ning Feiyan lowered his head and stirred the soup, hiding the haggard and pale look between his brows through the hot air, looking very elegant and gentle.
Getting a celadon cup and filling it with tea, she made a gesture of invitation and said: "Although the wind and rain are strong, how can you walk around with wet clothes?"
She smiled slightly He smiled elegantly: "It's a rainy night and it's cold. Why don't Your Majesty sit down and have a sip of hot tea?"
The atmosphere in the palace was extremely depressing and heavy. Even Milu Shaojun, who was seriously injured and was recovering, rushed here worriedly. Ning Feiyan glanced at the crowd behind the demon king and said with a smile: "Chaomu Palace But it hasn’t been so lively for a long time.”
Except for the Demon King, no one dared to enter that tea seat safely.
She sat opposite Ning Feiyan, picked up the celadon cup and smelled it carefully, her naturally charming eyes raised slightly, and said: "The Lord of the Four Rivers is not surprised at all to see me?"
Ning Feiyan said: “I have heard a little bit about what is going on in the city. Your Majesty is searching for that daring thief, and now that he is in my Chaomu Palace, in your eyes, I am naturally suspicious."
The Demon Lord did not drink the tea, he sniffed it for a moment and then put it down. He took the porcelain lamp in his hand and looked at her silently.
The expressions of Zang Xin, Mi Lu and others behind her were also solemn and profound, because as soon as they entered the palace, the air was filled with a lingering smell of blood and soup.
This is the Chaomu Palace, and Ning Feiyan likes to live alone.
The answer to who was injured is naturally obvious.
Ning Feiyan sighed softly and imitated the Demon Lord's actions, putting down the tea. She looked at her sincerely and seriously: "So what does Feiyan need to do to prove his innocence?"
The hot pot has been cooked, and the hot boiling water made a popping sound on the small lid of the magnetic pot. Through the heavy fog, the Demon Lord's eyes were as flat as mirror water, and her tone was leisurely, with no hint of happiness or anger.
“According to common sense, a person who has been struck by samadhi will not live long at all. In fact, it would be easier and easier to let nature take its course and let the person die in a damp corner where no one knows, but This person acted too recklessly and touched things that I shouldn’t touch. I really can’t swallow this.”
Ning Feiyan thought she was referring to the Jun Yu in Xuanting Cave, and said calmly: "I think this matter should be investigated thoroughly."
Demon Lord Click He nodded, looked sideways at the people behind him and said, "You guys go down."
Mi looked gloomy and said in a cold voice: "What do you mean, this is the young concubine appointed by me, and it's not your turn to interrogate her?"
Ning Feiyan never thought that she could take advantage of her. As a young concubine, I came to solve today's predicament, and I can even say that I don't have any expectations.
Listening to Milu's endlessly noisy voice, she was very upset, but her face was good-natured and she said warmly: "Your Highness, please leave the palace."
Today's Demon King seems calm, but in fact he is hiding a storm and anger.
Mi Lu is arrogant and wants to plunge himself into the fire. Ning Feiyan can ignore his life or death, but once the demon king starts killing, today's situation will be beyond her control.
Mi Lu looked choked up, shocked by her tepid attitude, and immediately led everyone to leave without caring about her life or death.
The Demon Lord stood up and closed the two palace doors with a flick of her sleeves. She looked at Ning Feiyan expressionlessly and ordered: "Take off your clothes."
Ning Feiyan had already Anticipating this, she stood up slowly, untied her waistband, and her long skirt hung around her ankles, showing her body under the bright light without any shyness.
Without waiting for the Demon Lord to move or make a sound, she turned around silently and showed her back openly.
Layers of snow-white gauze exude strands of black and red moisture. Under the overlapping gauze, there are some ferocious bloody mouths that have not been tightly wrapped, and abnormally colored blood is seeping out. The back of the snow turned red.
There was a hint of surprise in Demon Lord's eyes. She stepped forward and tore the gauze from her back. Regardless of the huge harm this would cause to Ning Feiyan, she threw it away. He took off the blood-stained gauze, looked at the wound on her back, and sneered: "Sihe is here Even if you stay well in the palace, you can be injured like this."
Ning Feiyan sighed, then curled up her little finger and blew, and then a kitten emerged from the couch behind the curtain. He got out, meowed softly, came under Ning Feiyan, and rubbed her ankles affectionately.
Seeing this, His Majesty the Demon Lord narrowed his long eyes deeply. Although his expression was still serious, from the moment Mao'er appeared, the ferocity in her eyes did disappear a lot.
Ning Feiyan looked down at the cat, smiled at it dotingly, raised her toes and shook the cat's fluffy little head, she chuckled.
“On that day when there was civil strife in Hades, Mao’er was abducted by the assassins of the Nine Snakes. It must have been because of the disaster caused by the magatama on his body that I couldn’t worry about Mao’er.
While your Majesty is regulating the spiritual chaos in Lanzhou, I will set out to He went to the Nine Snakes Territory to rescue Mao'er, but he never expected that he would encounter three demon kings from the Dragon Clan there and besieged by them. Only then would he be poisoned, which made His Majesty laugh. "
(End of this chapter)