Chapter 563: Trapping oneself in a trap
She didn't seem to notice Balian's arrival. Balian walked over quickly and glanced at the luxurious carpeted floor with stars scattered all over it. Dots of blood.
The seat surface was in a mess, and Ning Feiyan was lying in the mess, with her hair tie broken at some point.
Ink hair poured down from the edge of her slender arms. A few strands of hair were wet with sweat and stuck to her porcelain-white jade neck, and her shoulders undulated weakly.
The recent skylight that shines through the window is like a thin glow, flowing along her eyebrows, nose and chin, creating a beautiful line, like a beautiful and fragile painting.
Balian came behind her, lowered his eyes, and saw the blood on her slender back spreading through the heavy white clothes, smearing with warmth.
How could Bai Lian not see that Ning Feiyan’s battle just now was anything but easy?
Her current situation was not much better than that of Peacock Pluto, but she happened to be Pretending to be calm and composed in front of the demons.
For a moment, Balian didn't know what to say to her.
His fingers came to the clothes behind Ning Feiyan, and he was about to tear her red-stained clothes apart to check the injuries. As soon as his fingers touched her body, Ning Feiyan lowered her eyelashes lightly. With a shudder, he was awakened.
"There is no need to treat the wound. The injuries caused by Shemali cannot be stopped by ordinary elixirs."
Seeing her say this, Balian stopped touching her. He retracted his fingers and looked at her and asked calmly. : "Miss Ning, are you going to die?"
Ning Feiyan was very surprised by his blunt statement. She lay weakly on the case and smiled softly, her tone was very relaxed: "Who Do you know?”
She turned her eyes slightly, her pale face was lifeless, but she still had a cold look that was half-smiling but not smiling: "Are you here specifically to see my joke?"
Bai Lian ignored her sarcasm. He knelt down and looked at her carefully for a long time. With a somewhat puzzled look on his brow, he asked seriously: "What are you insisting on?"
Ning Feiyan: "What?"
Bailian said: "Today's banquet is a dead end for you, but your interest in attending the banquet is extremely high. If I were you, this would be a dead end. At this moment, you should find a way to leave the royal city.
The Demon King wants to kill you, Yihe Shuci also wants to kill you, and even the thousands of demons at the Jungui Banquet are staring at you. location, only Leaving is your only way to survive."
Ning Feiyan raised the corners of her pale mouth and said softly: "I prefer the feeling of having everything in my hands than running away."
She moved her fingers lightly, attracting a purple butterfly. The purple butterfly changed shapes on her fingertips, and finally turned into a slender silver needle, with an evil purple light emitting from the tip.
Balian couldn't see clearly how her fingers moved. The needle made a soft sound and quickly sank into her shoulder bone.
This must have been extremely painful. The sweat on her forehead was like rain, and a wisp of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from her pale lips, but the expression on her face did not change much.
Bailian was not surprised by this scene.
These days, she has used such extremely cruel methods to stabilize the injuries in her body, and the wounds on her back stopped bleeding quickly.
But in this way, the poisonous needles that entered her body will never be removed. Even if she is lucky enough to be cured of this injury, she will still have to suffer from the pain of the poisonous needles piercing her bones in the future.
This kind of poisonous needle is not life-threatening, but the pain can really kill you.
Bailian could feel the poisonous needle beginning to move back and forth inside her body, and Ning Feiyan's pale face also regained some of its color, as if returning to the light.
She stood up, picked up the red cloak and threw it aside, put it on, and covered up the blood on her back.
Ning Feiyan couldn't help coughing twice. She took out a candy from her sleeve and put it into her mouth.
The sweetness spread in her mouth, suppressing the bloody feeling deep in her throat. She smiled and continued: "The inheritance of the Fourth River by a succubus is unprecedented. If you want to become a center in history, This is the only precedent, do you know what kind of path I have taken?”
Ning Feiyan played with the candy wrapper in her hand: "Yes, in that dreamland, you did see a lot of my past, but that's not all. Back then, my father and mother sacrificed me to Sihe. I was very scared, and I also thought about escaping from the Beiyuan Forest.
But what if I managed to escape? I was always the weak one waiting to be hunted. When the butcher's knife hung on the top and I was on the cliff, I retreated. Nothing On the day you retreat, you will find that although the world is big, there are only a few escape routes for you to choose from. When you finish walking, there will be no more options.
Compared with that comfortable and simple choice, I prefer to find hope in adversity. Even if the road is bloody and painful, since it is my choice, I will naturally walk on it with eyes open."
Her eyes were too stubborn.
Bailian vaguely understood what she wanted to do, and could not help but frown deeply and said, "You still want to take today's opportunity to challenge Erhe?"
Ning Feiyan glanced at him, with a hint of smile in her eyes: "What are you worried about? Do you think Burial Heart will take this opportunity to kill me? It's just a battle order challenge, this is not a life and death duel. , he is loyal to Milu, and I have the status of a young concubine. Even though he will not let me win against him, he will not kill me hard."
"This is yours. Confident? ”
< br>Ning Feiyan could not deny it, his expression was both relaxed and serious, as if he was saying something natural: "Although Milu is a shackle that is difficult to get rid of in my life, I have to admit that sometimes, This shackle can also play a certain protective role."
She rarely shows confidence in her eyes, but Balian knows that she is an extremely proud and confident person.
She can calculate every step accurately, grasp everyone's position, thoughts, and emotions just right, and then use these conclusions for her own use.
It's like maintaining a certain precise balance on a rope high in the sky and moving forward leisurely.
As long as she calculated correctly, she was confident that she could walk through this steep mountain peak without falling into the abyss and being shattered to pieces.
But in this world, there is no absolute balance. Even if she can calculate accurately and understand people's hearts thoroughly, there will be strong winds at high altitudes.
Man is just a drop in the ocean, how can floating in the ocean shake the sky?
If she had really walked accurately every step of the way, how could she be so embarrassed and vomiting blood again, seriously injured and dying?
He didn't believe that Ning Feiyan didn't see the situation she was in at the moment. She was like a wolf whose legs had been broken off and had been hungry for a long time, and was thrown into the tiger's den. The tempting meat under the sleeping tiger's claws made her mistakenly He thought that as long as he was careful enough and calculated, he could snatch food from the tiger's mouth.
As everyone knows, she herself is the prey about to be sent into the tiger's mouth.
She knew it was a trap, but she still jumped down.
Bailian vaguely guessed the reason, so he felt that the woman in front of him was extremely pitiful.
He looked at her and said seriously: "You can't defeat Burial Heart today, and you don't even have the qualifications to challenge him. In adversity, sometimes what you catch is not necessarily hope. It may be a knife that kills you instead.”
Ning Feiyan looked into her eyes and heard the meaning behind his words.
The cold smile on her lips dissipated little by little, as if she suddenly realized something, and she dug her fingers into the Qiankun bag at her waist.
Bailian obviously saw her wrist stiffen and tremble slightly.
She slowly pulled out her fingers, then rubbed her eyebrows, and then laughed with self-sarcasm and strong indignation. Her naturally affectionate and vivid eyes turned into desolate and gray ashes for a while.
"That's it." Ning Feiyan's voice was very soft, and a hint of despair and fatigue could be vaguely heard. Bai Lian secretly said, "Sure enough."
Today, in the arms of the female devil, he could clearly see the six mysterious boxes on the royal table.
In the first box, the second box and the fifth box, there is a River Lord Battle Order lying quietly.
Ning Feiyan’s target is Erhe, so it makes sense that there is a battle order in the second box.
The battle orders in the fifth box and the first box appeared extremely strange.
Shu Ci is the first river, immortal since ancient times, and her strength is close to that of the Demon Lord. In the Demon Realm, one person is inferior to ten thousand people. No matter who the remaining five rivers are, there is no reason to launch a useless provocation against her.
Challenges between other demonic rivers must be defeated before they can replace their river masters.
As for challenging Shu Ci, if you can fight in her hands without dying, you can become a high-ranking river master. What an arrogant and proud rule.
Fight without dying.
With such rules and regulations, Bai Lian felt that even Erhe Zhanxin would not dare to throw his battle orders into the box belonging to Shu Ci easily.
As for the battle order belonging to the Five Rivers Rest Box, it is even weirder. Only the lower Demon River can challenge the upper Demon River, and under the Five Rivers, there are only Six Rivers.
But the Lord of the Six Rivers is him, Bailian, and he can indeed summon his own battle order in the demon world.
But he has never been summoned, so...whose battle order is in the fifth box?
At this moment, Balian's chin was suddenly pinched by a pale and cold hand, and a pair of lover's eyes were handed over to her close at hand, and their eyes met.
Ning Feiyan's black hair hung down on her cheeks like splashes of ink. The light and shadow in her dark eyes were like chopped glass, but they were calm and boundless cold without any ripples.
She tightened her fingers hard, and the tip of her nose, which was already very close, touched.
This is obviously a secret and ambiguous move, but the surrounding atmosphere is filled with some unknown suspicion, suspicion, and murderous intent.
She smiled half-seriously, so close that you could even feel the subtle sweetness exhaled from the candy between her lips and teeth.
"Little cat, what a trick. I don't know when you stole the battle order from me. If your guess is correct, the box that belongs to Shuci at this moment contains the war order." Is this my fourth battle order?”
Bailian was not surprised by her speculation.
The relationship between the two of them is to use poison to contain each other and use cooperation.
Ning Feiyan was suspicious by nature, and he was the one who got along with her day and night since she was seriously injured.
Not to mention it was just a fantasy that night, when she was unconscious from blood loss, the person beside her was also him.
A few purple butterflies were dancing, lingering around Bai Lian's neck and flying continuously.
Looking at the affectionate and cold eyes so close, he sighed in his heart and said calmly: "If I steal your battle order, why should I inform you in advance?"
Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Perhaps you stole my battle order to force me to leave Hades King City. You don't want me to fight with Erhe.
Because if I die, then No one can help you detect the evil beast inside Milu.
I will survive and defeat Erhe. Instead, you can be discarded at will if you have no use value to me anymore. You need me to live, but you don’t need me to be too strong.”
The analysis is reasonable and the stakes are indeed straight to the point, which is very consistent. Intrigue in the current illusion of survival in the devil world.
From the beginning to the end, she did not trust him. This was inevitable.
Balian had already given her answer, but she didn't believe it, and he didn't explain any more and broke away from Ning Feiyan's fingers.
He took half a step back, letting the thin wings of the purple butterfly flying behind his neck scratch his skin.
Bailian smiled softly and said: "Is there any point in delving into this now? If you don't leave, it's just a dead end."
Ning Feiyan looked at the blood flowing from it. It slid down her neck, staining the white collar of her underwear red, and she also laughed.
“It’s no wonder that guy from Shu Ci said that I won’t survive today. It turns out that all of this has been planned for a long time. It’s useless for me to claim to be smart. His Majesty the Demon King actually thought of the level of Xuanting Cave. , I thought you were my sword to break the situation, but in the end it was just me who was caught in the trap of mediocrity.”
She was too proud, but it was precisely because of this pride that it was even more difficult to accept that when she thought she could change her destiny, she suddenly discovered that she was actually just a piece of equipment on someone else's chessboard that was patiently designed and ready to be played and eaten. A chess piece.
She prides herself on being able to control her own destiny, but in fact she is always in the hands of others.
The more proud you are, the more painful you will be.
Ning Feiyan always smiles gently and calmly, but now her smile is as bright and wild as a fire, as if she is about to use up the last blazing fire in her life. For a moment, her appearance is so beautiful Astonishingly.
But that smile seemed to contain a little sadness, as if her last bit of pride and confidence was burning to the point of exhaustion.
Except for the Demon Lord, no one in the Demon Realm could survive in the hands of Shu Ci, not even the one who buried his heart.
Bailian looked at her and asked again: "Aren't you going?"
Ning Feiyan's smile did not disappear, but her eyes were extremely cold, with a hint of madness: "No Let’s go.”
Bailian told the cruel reality without mercy: “You have no ability to save yourself”
Why don’t you accept your fate?
The wind blew up the curtains, creating overlapping silhouettes between the two of them. Ning Feiyan removed the magic butterflies around her, her face white and decadent: "No one can come to save me."
She loves to laugh very much. No matter when her conspiracy is successful or when she is despairing and depressed, the smile on her face has become a protective color for her.
Bailian has never seen a smile that truly reaches her eyes until now that she has known her.
Ning Feiyan finally bypassed the curtain and met him. The bright red cloak covered the bright red wounds. She said she came here to change her clothes and then went back, but the clothes were not changed and the blood stains on her cuffs were still there.
Bailian turned around and looked at the figure disappearing into the sky, still having the same question in his mind.
What is she insisting on?
(End of this chapter)