Chapter 568 Dare to ask for advice
Ning Feiyan looked at the stage of time, overlooking all the empresses and demon kings who were in power in the demon world.
The slender eyes under the crown curtain were like a midnight fox watching the prey under its claws. With a cold and sarcastic smile on her lips, she stood up and walked slowly down the steps of the Stage of Time.
Except for Yihe Shuci, all the demons at the banquet knelt down and bowed their heads in worship, even Mi Lu was no exception.
Ning Feiyan also wanted to kneel down, and the female demon king said: "Master Four Rivers does not need to be polite, just stand and talk, after all..."
A cruel and beautiful smile appeared on the female devil's face, and she raised her hand to stroke the pendant orb under her ear: "If the Lord of the Four Rivers is unlucky today, he will not have the chance to stand and talk to me in the future."
Ning Feiyan could really feel the venomous snake-like gesture of the female demon king, and murderous intent was about to burst out of her eyes.
Her fingertips suddenly tightened, her expression remained as usual, the skylight shone on her pale face, the underwear under the light fox fur cloak was soaked with cold sweat, and her back was numb.
Even though she was being pushed into a desperate situation at this moment, Ning Feiyan was trying her best to control her emotions. She was worried that she would be unable to suppress the hatred in her eyes.
The woman in front of her is like the sky high above, but after all, she is just an ant under her feet. She has been looking up to the changes in the day all her life, blowing the wind and causing thunder. If she wants her to live, she must ask for help. She couldn't die. If she wanted to die, she could only wait for the butcher's knife to come to her neck.
She made every effort to change her destiny, but in the end she was still controlled by destiny.
How ridiculous, how sad.
Although her situation was now a dead end and she could not control her life, the stubbornness in her bones that refused to accept her fate made her grit her teeth and swallow up the sadness and fear that came up along with the fishy taste in her mouth. In the belly.
She pursed her pale and dry lips, lowered her eyelashes and said: "Your Majesty, I know that I am unable to fight Master Shuci. Now I am seriously ill. I just want to watch the return of the king quietly. There is no intention to go beyond the banquet."
The female devil raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she was very surprised that she was still in the mood of dying.
Is it because she is too unable to see the situation clearly, or is she too stubborn?
"Oh? So, the Lord of Four Rivers thinks that someone has deliberately framed you?"
Ning Feiyan's eyelids drooped: "Xu Shichen's cat is so playful. With the war order in his mouth, it fell into Lord Shuci's box."
Mi Lu, who was already anxious, said quickly: "I have seen the temper of that damn beast. You are so wild, Feiyan is still injured, how can you seek death and challenge Shouhe? This is all just a misunderstanding, it is better to invalidate this battle order."
The female devil glanced down. Very cold: "Brother, by saying this, you think that the banquet that has been held for thousands of years in the demon world can be canceled casually because of a misunderstanding?"
Milu said angrily: "Just do it as you please! That is the young concubine of the demon world, the woman I will marry in the future. That is your sister-in-law. Now you want to force her to die, what are your intentions?! ”
Facing the angry Shaojun Milu, Shu Ci, who had been silent, finally expressed his stance.
"The world has order, the king has laws, and rules are rules. If everyone can break the rules casually, wouldn't this king's return banquet be just a child's play?"
Shu Ci is numb and indifferent. Her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Milu with a faint look: "I hope you will be kind to me." "
Mi Lu was sitting on the seat not far from Shu Ci. After hearing this, he was so angry that he took the wine bottle and smashed it at Shu Ci's feet. The broken porcelain was soaked in pieces. The fragrant wine made Milu's chest rise and fall angrily: "Are you teaching me the rules?!"
If he hadn't helped her ascend to the throne with one hand, the Demon Lord had been sealed under the bronze door for nearly a thousand years, and the supreme authority in the Demon World would not have fallen into her hands.
Without his help and help, even though she had an immortal body that could live as long as heaven and earth, she would not know where she would be sealed and suffering due to the cursed body she was born with.
Now the woman he likes is in trouble. She can resolve the crisis with just one word, but today she deliberately goes against him.
After throwing the wine bottle, Milu stood up angrily and stopped kneeling.
Due to the unhealed injury across his back, the way he stood up seemed a bit deformed and ridiculous.
He strode towards Ning Feiyan, wanting to hold her hand: "Feiyan, the marriage contract between you and this young gentleman was decreed by your father. Today, this young gentleman is here to protect you. I want to take a look." Who dares to hurt you!"
Ning Feiyan lowered her gaze towards Mi Lu's hand that was reaching out to her. She knew that if she allowed him to hold her hand today, the situation would be broken. .
But, she doesn’t like Ruo.
This was not a hand pulling her out of hell.
With her usual elegance, she avoided the hand calmly and politely, took a small step back, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but it is a fact that the battle order is in the box. You will return to the banquet." You must not become a child’s play just because of one person.”
She prefers to save herself than to be rescued.
Because in Ning Feiyan's world, there is no such thing as accepting the kind help from others without paying any price.
Usually under these helping hands, there is a pair of eyes that are even more disgusting, staring at you as if looking at food.
Milu saved her just because he didn’t want to see his favorite plate of food destroyed.
Now she is just facing a desperate situation alone, there is nothing to fear, but if she holds Milu's hand, it will be like pushing herself into a deeper and disgusting network. middle.
She could endure those superior people trampling her life into the dust easily, but she would never allow herself to destroy her pride.
She did all this to break off the engagement made by the old devil. How could she go back to the starting point now?
Ning Feiyan can lose everything, but she will never give up on such a hand and live by clinging to it.
She would rather walk alone on that road of countless twists and turns, and even if the karma on that road burns to ashes, she will keep walking among the ashes.
Milu never thought that in this situation, he could still catch everything with one hand.
The skinny palms were frozen in the air, and Shaojun inevitably had a sinister look on his face, feeling that Ning Feiyan simply didn't know what was good or bad.
Shu Ci seemed to have expected it. She sneered: "I just advised His Highness to be careful and not to listen. I guess you don't need me to explain more about this word of caution, right?"
Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "Why bother, since the battle order has been issued, Feiyan just accepts the battle."
The female demon king and Shu Ci looked at each other. to her.
Ning Feiyan looked at Shu Ci, saluted seriously, and said: "Feiyan thinks that his cultivation level is far inferior to that of Lord Shu Ci. If we go to this battle, Feiyan will admit defeat."
"Admit defeat?" The female devil's eyes moved slightly, and her lips sneered.
She is so thoughtful that she would make such a choice between advancement and retreat.
Admitting defeat is indeed a simple and crude solution, but in this way, Mi Lu's angry act of protecting each other just now seems a bit ridiculous and clown-like.
Sure enough, the road surface was faintly green.
The battle between Jun Guiyan and the river masters can indeed be surrendered, but as Shu Ci said, how could this once-in-a-century ceremony be a child's play.
No battle order can be issued without careful consideration.
Although it is acceptable to admit defeat, the price of admitting defeat is not small. In the demon world, martial arts are revered, and surrender without a fight is the most despised.
From the Demon River to the Demon Soldiers, anyone who asks for a fight but surrenders will lose all rights, status, and name in the Demon Realm, and will be exiled to the wasteland. capital.
Without the approval of the Demon Lord, you will never be able to return.
Mi's face was slightly distorted. When his father was in power, he personally selected his young concubine. The person who made a marriage contract with him back then was Ning Feiyan, who was from Sihe in the Demon Realm.
He admitted that she likes Ning Feiyan very much, and what he likes even more is that Ning Feiyan is also the noble owner of the Four Rivers in the demon world. Her identity, cultivation, mind and appearance should all be worthy of her. She deserves to be his young concubine.
But when she admitted defeat today, she undoubtedly stripped away her noble and powerful coat, leaving only her identity as a succubus. If she were exiled to the capital of the demon land, Milu would be extremely desperate. There is only one thought left about getting married.
The Wasteland City has given birth to a younger sister, the Demon Lord, who stands above him. Milu hates the word "abandoned demon" to the bottom of his heart.
The one who is worthy of him is Ning Feiyan, who is the master of the four rivers in the demon world, not the demon who was deprived of his name and exiled.
Milu, who was stern and unafraid to confront the Demon Lord a moment ago and tried to snatch someone from her, now returned to his seat with a hateful look in his eyes, dragging his deformed body and a look of sullen disappointment on his face.
The female devil admires Ning Feiyan's decisive decision very much, but this still cannot change the fact that she hates Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan has too many shadows on her body that are too similar to her. This is really disgusting and makes people want to vomit.
“The Lord of the Four Rivers really wants to admit defeat?” the female devil said with a faint mocking accent, her dark pupils bottomless.
Obviously, Ning Feiyan's act of cutting off her arm to save herself had angered her.
Ning Feiyan was about to answer, but Shu Ci interrupted and said: "Master Sihe must think carefully before answering."
Ning Feiyan's eyes moved and looked at her: "Master Shu Ci What do you mean by this? "
At this moment, the demon king was standing, and Shu Ci still had no intention of getting up or kneeling down.
She sat upright among the tables, playing with an empty cup in her hand.
“When the old devil arranged this marriage for Lord Sihe, he not only wanted a marriage contract, but Lord Sihe must have also known in his heart that his mission was to sacrifice Yuan Hong for His Highness and sacrifice his life. Use the spirit as the furnace and the spirit as the cauldron to protect His Highness from evil beasts
The old devil took pity on your hard-earned cultivation, so he granted you this marriage contract and promised you the position of young concubine. Even if you lose your cultivation, you will still be honored and honored. "
"But if the Lord of the Four Rivers gives up and refuses to fight, this marriage can be abandoned, but at the same time, can I understand that..."
Shu Ci raised his eyes, then The numb eyes are still empty , very indifferent: "As an abandoned demon, can you be humiliated by His Highness Milu at will? Even if you walk out of the Demon City today, I can capture you alive and provide His Highness with supplements for your pleasure. In this way, you can use your body for pleasure. Serving His Highness Shaojun instead of Sihe is Ning Feiyan. "
She pushed the cup in her hand gently, looked sideways at Mi Lu, and said calmly: "In this case, His Highness must treat her the same as the female slaves in your palace. "
The boredom on the road was suddenly swept away. She looked at Shu Ci with radiant face and surprise, thinking that she had actually thought about this state of mind.
Sure enough, the river master whom he personally supported to the throne cared about him.
Over the years, he has been begging Ning Feiyan for a long time, not to mention using her cultivation to make up for the backlash pain. She is clearly his fiancée, but she doesn’t even have a cigarette. No fingers are allowed to be touched.
Today I can take this opportunity to break her proud bones and let her kneel at his feet to pray for mercy. There is simply nothing more pleasant than this.
Since then, the eyes of the demons in the field looking at Ning Feiyan are inevitably a bit vicious and full of ambiguity and ridicule.
Ning Feiyan fell into silence for a long time. I don’t know whether it was because the magic needle that penetrated the bones and tendons in her body could not be suppressed or because of other reasons. At this moment, her body felt faintly cold, and her pale and cold lips slowly pursed into a thin line. Straight lines.
At this moment, she clearly knew that Shu Ci was forcing her to die.
She had no way out, and no room for change.
Since we are deep in the abyss of hell of sin, we should have known long ago that the only companions of demons are demons.
The devil is a cruel existence that takes advantage of the weakness of its kind to inhabit, open its claws and mercilessly, and swallow you in one bite.
The only two options left for her were death and being played to death.
Weak people deserve to be beaten.
The wind and rain between heaven and earth have long since stopped, and there are still faint traces of rain on the stage of time.
Ning Feiyan's tight lips slowly loosened. Under the lustful and evil eyes of Shaojun Milu, she saluted with her clothes undressed. She looked at Shuci and said calmly and seriously: "The Forest of Beiyuan , Ning Feiyan dares to ask Master Shu Ci for advice."
The female demon king finally showed a satisfied look.
Shu Ci put her fingertips under her blue-grey lips and licked the alcohol on her fingertips. She let out a long yawn lazily and looked at her contemptuously: "I heard that you are Chao Mu Palace The little devil named Hongzhuang is now imprisoned in the water prison. So, if you die in the leaves today, there will be no one to collect your body.”
Ning Feiyan said: "I will try my best to survive."
Shu Ci looked at her: "You have failed His Highness. This is the punishment you deserve. But if you agree to marry His Highness today, I won’t kill you.”
Ning Feiyan was silent for a long time, and said without any expression on his face: “Please try your best to kill me, don’t show mercy.”
Shu Ci. Shaking his head in disappointment.
The Demon Lord turned around and returned to his seat.
Everything is a foregone conclusion.
Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the back of the figure walking higher and higher on the cloud platform.
Although every decision she made was not an act of self-abandonment, but now that she was finally forced to a dead end and had no way to retreat, it was inevitable that some feelings of self-abandonment would arise in her heart.
But at the same time, she thought of that woman again, and she couldn't help but feel a bit of sadistic pleasure in her heart.
Now that she is about to die, who can she ask to save her Hongzhuang without any bottom line?
That's good too.
Putting away her unwillingness and embarrassment, Ning Feiyan raised her hand and touched the bead pendant beside her ear, smiled, and looked towards the altar, preparing to find a beautiful leaf for herself, so that she could cry It serves as his final burial place.
But before she could make a clear selection of the scenery of thousands of leaves and thousands of flowers, there were swarms of white demons in the clouds. From somewhere, a clear and clear voice came:
"The six rivers in the demon world, Si Chen, Dare you ask Master Shu Ci for advice. "
On the cloud steps, Her Majesty the Mojio, who was wearing a black robe and a crown, suddenly stopped. Under her feet, the deep veins of fire froze as if in fear.
(End of this chapter)