Chapter 569: The Courtesy of a Monarch
When she turned around, the jade beads shattered into pieces, and the Demon Lord's dark eyes turned blood-red.
Among the demons, the young witch holding a jade gourd wine in her hand showed a surprised look, and at the same time, her hands subconsciously covered the shaking coffin in her purse.
The sky was strong and windy. Outside the crowd of crow demons kneeling on the ground, a young man came walking alone with a sword and an umbrella.
He claimed to be Liuhe from the Demon Realm. He was dressed as a demon, with blood feathers swirling and dancing around him. The bright red demonic aura wafted along with his clothes as he walked, forming a natural aura.
But at this moment, he and the demons kneeling on the ground had completely different temperaments. Walking among the demon generals, his self-reliant appearance seemed to be so incompatible with everything around him.
This is such a person who ran into Ning Feiyan's sight without warning.
She seemed to understand the words just now, but also seemed not to understand a single word.
She watched with deep eyes as Balian separated from the crowd, walked to this side of the world, and settled on the petals that had fallen from the rain.
The edge of the glazed umbrella has a faint and watery light rolling around, shining crystal clear, reflecting a faint warm halo of sunshine after rain.
The rain is gone and the clouds are far away, and the scenery is full of love and charm. At this moment, some true meaning can be seen from the thin edge of the umbrella.
The wind blew up her clothes, and Balian's soft black hair flew against her cheeks. He glanced at her as if inadvertently, and his slightly raised eyes were still and clear. , there are no complex and special emotions.
He stopped under the stage of time, and the shadows of the leaves of the green trees were swaying in the wind, rustling on the umbrella in his hand. Ning Feiyan’s eyes fell on him, and then she realized that he didn’t know When did he change his clothes from Xianling City?
Dark purple attire, with dark flowing cloud patterns embroidered on the inner sleeves of the collar, and her long black hair tied up with a simple sapphire hairpin.
Ning Feiyan had never seen him wear this outfit before, but it felt very familiar.
However, before she could think about where this sense of familiarity came from, the boy holding the umbrella casually inserted the dark ancient sword in his hand into the ground, took out an iron plate from his sleeve, and handed it to Ning Feiyan:
“I played chess with Lord Ninghe last night. I don’t know. Unexpectedly, it was dark and dark at night, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while. I took this thing by mistake. It is such a precious thing. I hope Lord Ninghe will keep it carefully. It would be bad if someone with intentions takes it away. "
< br>The iron card in his hand is surprisingly her identity battle token.
Ning Feiyan was thinking a lot. He nodded calmly on the surface, took the iron plate and put it away, but he was at a loss in his heart.
She originally suspected that Balian had stolen her token and teamed up with the Demon Lord to harm her.
Just now in the side hall, he said it was not him, and she thought he was lying.
Now, he brought his battle order in front of him and said that he took the token by mistake. Ning Feiyan felt that he was lying again.
“It’s you?!” Milu looked at Balian with a murderous look on his face and stood up suddenly.
In the battle at the Bronze Gate, he caused his wings to be destroyed and his spine to be broken. He had not yet sought revenge on him for this great grudge, but now he was so bold that he sent it to him himself.
Yihe Shuci did not recognize the young man in front of him. When he heard that he called himself Liuhe in the Demon Realm, and saw that he was surrounded by blood feathers, he knew that his identity was not false.
It’s just that the Blood Feather River has been lost in the world for thousands of years. Why did Jin Xi suddenly recognize his master and return? She turned her head and looked at Mi Lu with a resentful expression: "Your Highness knows him?"
Mi Lu said bitterly: "Inside the Bronze Gate , He did me a lot of harm, and he deserves to be punished for his crime!"
Bailian calmly pressed his palm on the top of the hilt of Tiance Junshan's sword, and said calmly: "The situation forced me to save him. Your Majesty the Demon Lord, you have no choice but to For this reason, I hope His Highness Milu will forgive me.”
Ning Feiyan, who had passed through the Bronze Gate with Burial Heart, was surprised and pretended to be puzzled: “What are you doing at the Bronze Gate?”< br>
Mi's face was suffocated. He entered the Bronze Gate and worked with Burial Heart to prevent the Demon King from resurrecting. He was acting in secret. Although he has noble blood, after all, at this moment, he is just a young king. In the name of regicide, He couldn't bear it.
If he insists on taking this opportunity to attack him at this moment, it will be tantamount to giving the devil a reason to punish and kill him.
Kill the enemy eight hundred and injure one thousand, nothing better than this.
Too many words made many mistakes. Milu gritted his teeth unwillingly and remained silent.
However, the sudden appearance of Balian's strange face puzzled countless demons at the Jungui Banquet.
“This young man calls himself Liuhe in the Demon Realm? When did the new Demon Lord appear? It’s such a big event, why have you never seen His Majesty’s decree to name him?”
"It's true that the aura in his body is that of Mohe, but what did he just say? He wanted to challenge Lord Shuci, not Lord Feiyan? Then why did Lord Feiyan admit the battle just now?"
"What exactly is this? What's going on? "
Not to mention that the thoughts of these demon soldiers and generals were in a mess, even Ning Feiyan's mind was already in a mess.
She tried her best to maintain a calm appearance, but there were too many doubts in her heart.
The demon king's appearance of vowing to force her into a desperate situation definitely didn't seem to be fake. It was obvious that the battle order placed in the first box was the one that belonged to her, but why did it happen again at this moment? Appear on him?
As smart as Ning Feiyan, a thought arose in his mind, but he felt it was extremely ridiculous.
This is the devil's world, and there are evil spirits lurking on all sides who choose people to eat.
Human nature is inherently evil, let alone the demons born from sin in this dark place. She has never expected that anyone in this demonic hell can lend a helping hand to her.
However, the cold token in the sleeve is extremely reassuring, lying there instead of in the cannibal box.
So, whose token is in the box at this moment?
She couldn't help but look up at the Time Stage.
The Demon King who was originally standing on the long steps appeared in front of the case at some point. The black black iron box was abandoned at her feet and was quickly swallowed up by the fire.
A pitch-black token was being held in her hand. Look at the token, the ancient seal character 'LU' was engraved on both sides.
The battle order that fell into a box really belonged to Liuhe.
The fierce firelight reflected her deep pupils, which were filled with the remains of the light that had been shattered.
She stood there without saying a word for a long time, and finally slowly raised her head, staring at Bai Lian without blinking.
I don’t know if it was Ning Feiyan’s illusion, but His Majesty the Demon King’s demeanor at this moment was the same as before, but there was a faint hint of dangerous aggression in his eyes.
Even though the feeling of danger was not directed at her, just looking at it from a distance, she could feel a chilling and terrifying aura.
Even Shu Ci frowned in discomfort, looking at Balian with a hint of weirdness.
Who is this young man? He was able to anger His Majesty the Demon Lord to such an extent.
Three thousand long steps away, the oppressive force around the Demon Lord became more and more obvious, but there was a smile on her face, a very light smile that was inexplicably cold.
"Today, are you challenging Shu Ci as Liuhe of the Demon Realm?" Bailian looked down the long-step fire and replied seriously: "Yes."
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The token in her hand suddenly twisted and turned into a pool of burning red molten iron, slowly dripping along her palms and fingers. Falling out, the smile on the lips of the Demon King grew brighter: "Do you know that if you enter my Demon Sect, you will be a Demon Sect for the rest of your life? Even if your body dies and rots in the future, you will not be buried in the soil of the human world."
Bailian's eyes flickered for a moment, Ning Feiyan saw this scene clearly, but soon, his expression returned to calm: "Yes."
Hearing this, the Demon Lord actually laughed out loud, as if he had encountered such an interesting thing for the first time in his life.
The curve of her lips rose deeper, but the smile on her face never reached her eyes. She raised her eyes, and there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in her casual voice.
"You promised Liuhe that I would be the Demon King. In this way, you are the minister and I am the king. When the king returns to the banquet, he should be bowed down by the whole court."
She watched from afar. Looking at the figures under the stage, separated by the heavy firelight, it seems that I have seen the souls of two lives in one body. There was a hint of bitterness on her brows, and a cold voice came out of her thin lips, sharp and sharp: "You, can you kneel down to me?!"
Ning Feiyan's heart tightened in silence, she was Knowing that during that one-night stand, he uttered the vague words "the traitor A'luo", in the eyes of the demons, he was just Liuhe.
But she knew what great significance the Demon Lord's intention contained at this moment.
She turned her head and saw that Balian frowned deeply, but soon, his brows relaxed and he regained his composure. He held an umbrella and a sword, his back as straight as bamboo, and he stood upright. Kneeling down: "Greetings to His Majesty the Demon Lord."
The female Demon Lord's eyes were as dark as ink, and there was no expression on her face anymore. She looked inexplicably penetrating: " Are you so eager to seek death?"
Bailian's eyes were calm, unwavering, but very determined: "The battle has not yet begun, and the outcome of life and death is unknown."
I wish Bailian would be better soon. Mi Lu, who died in Shu Ci's hands, immediately sneered and said: "Now that the battle order has been placed in the box, I, the young master, can start this battle."
He smiled sinisterly, looked at Shu Ci and said profoundly: "This is after all a great hero who saved our Demon Lord, Lord Shu Ci, please be more merciful."
Although I don't know what's going on. What kind of secret happened, but the current situation really played into his hands.
Ning Feiyan does not need to challenge Shuci, so there is no reason to be exiled to the wasteland.
Shu Ci did not pay attention to Mi Lu, but gave Balian a faint look and said: "I will wait for you in Ye."
Then Yu Guang decisively entered the place. In a small world.
Balian stood up with his sword, and followed him into the same green leaf.
It was noon at this moment. Amidst several rumbling thunders, the outline of the big sun above the sky was split by a ray of moonlight. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the scarlet blood moon appeared. The horizon slowly rises from the distant sky.
Under the increasingly gloomy and cold gaze of the Demon Lord, thousands of miles away, the entire Demon World was enveloped in an unknown crimson color.
A figure hurriedly came from afar. The Akabe Witch, who had an unattractive face, saw the movement and quietly teleported behind the figure. She reached out and grabbed her shoulders, pulling the person away. Into the hidden dark shadows.
Su Jing looked back and looked coldly at the witch wearing Akabe costume.
That witch is none other than the eldest lady of Cangwu Palace, Yin Baishuang, who entered the demon world with her.
She casually formed a seal to suppress the violent vibrations of the small coffin in her purse. Due to the influence of the crimson moon's aura, any demons and ghosts on the demon soil would become violent and violent.
This coffin is a treasure in the middle of nowhere, and it can even preserve a small life with a trace of clarity.
But if the coffin is opened and released, there is no guarantee that the situation like two hundred years ago will not happen again.
"Why are you so crazy, running around! Just now I saw the corpse demon boy, he actually recognized the master of Liuhe in the demon world."
Yin Baishuang frowned solemnly, and met Su Jing's cold eyes: "You missed a good show, that kid sought his own death, issued a war order to Shu Ci, and now he has entered the world of Qingye. ”
The last remaining trace of blood on Su Jing’s face was gone, and only a ray of eye-catching blood slowly overflowed from the pale lips.
The world of Qingye contains three thousand realms.
Each green leaf world is different, and what Bailian was in was a silent and snowy night.
The snow on the ground was ankle deep, and the sound of strong wind blowing snow could be heard in my ears.
He looked at the young girl standing barefoot on the snow, her torn knee-length skirt fluttering in the wind. In the dark night, the girl's eyes were empty and she was staring at him in vain.
Her head suddenly tilted, and her blue-grey lips slowly opened: "Can I understand your behavior as... your intention to save Ning Feiyan's life?"
Balian shook his head and looked at her: "I just want to have a fight with you."
"Lie." The wind picked up from the ground and rolled up the scattered snow.
Shu Ci looked at him expressionlessly: "Although I do not have the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, my ability is to sense the emotions of others. You are lying and you cannot deceive me."
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Balian was startled, then smiled and said: "Is this important?"
Shu Ci's tilted head slowly turned around: "Indeed, this is not important, but I am very curious, what exactly do you think it is?" How did you change the battle order to Liuhe's battle order?"
Bailian followed her actions just now and twisted. He tilted his head and looked at her with a rigid look: "I don't think this is something worthy of your special attention, Mr. Shu Ci."
Shu Ci's brows suddenly raised. She really doesn't like others to imitate her habitual movements. She feels offended by this, so she is very angry.
She decided to kill the ignorant young man in front of her.
The wind and snow suddenly became crazy.
Shu Ci's eyes were also extremely indifferent due to the cold wind and snow. She stretched out an arm with her palm facing the earth. In her slender and soft palm, the palm prints were lit up inch by inch, as if The awakened demon who had been sleeping in the tomb of the eternal dead opened his eyes.
The five fingers formed a hook, and the ground covered with continuous snow suddenly rolled like waves!
A spine like a giant whale in the deep sea broke through the snow surface like a bowing dragon. The ground cracked for thousands of miles, and the heavy snow fell like a waterfall, one after another, falling into the cracks of the abyss.
Shu Ci raised his little hand and held one end of the spine. He couldn't see how to exert force. The huge dragon-like spine emitted a terrifying vibration frequency.
There was a clicking sound between the bones, and in the blink of an eye, it threw out a powerful arc, hitting the young man heavily and brutally.
Before the crack spread to his feet, Bailian jumped up high, and the Qiu Shui Sword turned into several clear sword lights, carrying his body and flying out quickly.
The spine was huge, but its movements were as fast as thunder. As soon as the Qiu Shui Sword reached his feet, all of Balian's sight was occupied by bones.
(End of this chapter)