Chapter 588 Hawthorn
In the early morning, the color is mute, and beyond the distant mountains, there are dazzling stars to pay respect.
The appointment place was in a deserted and remote teahouse in the Demon City.
Ning Feiyan looked away from an inconspicuous bun shop, and went to the stone lion at the door of the tea house with Bai Lian.
At that time, the teahouse was deserted and deserted. There was only a private room on the second floor with bright lights. It was obvious that someone had been waiting for a long time.
Stepping up the stairs, Bai Lian and Ning Feiyan arrived outside the concierge, with two light doors wide open.
Mrs. Ning sat quietly in the room, having already prepared a sumptuous table of wine and food.
Seeing the arrival of the two men, Mrs. Ning spread out her skirt, stood up, and calmed down the resentment and madness on her face that night. At this time, she looked somewhat graceful and dignified:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please take your seats."
Looking at her respectful and polite look, she seemed to have completely forgotten about the plot and frame-up that happened that night.
Both mother and daughter were born actors. Ning Feiyan looked the same as usual. He raised the corners of his lips with a faint expression and said nonchalantly: "You're welcome, madam."
After that, he returned. Pretending to be affectionate, he took Bailian's hand and sat down together.
Bailian raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing more.
Mrs. Ning's lowered eyes narrowed deeply, and a deep cold flashed through her eyes, but she quickly restrained and hid it without showing any trace of it.
After sitting down at the table, there was a subtle sound of chains rubbing and shaking from somewhere in the room.
The table was filled with delicacies carefully prepared by the restaurant's chefs, but Bailian couldn't smell the five human flavors. Instead, he caught the rich smell of blood in the aroma of the hot food.
He cast his gaze on a thin figure slowly crawling out of the shadows in the corner of the room.
It was a woman of indistinguishable age, wearing a shabby short robe with exposed arms. Her whole body was dusty and dirty. She had not taken a bath for an unknown period of time.
In addition to the bloody smell of pus from the wound, there was also an unpleasant sour smell on his body.
He was unkempt, with black spots on his face and purple spots on his face. There was a collar and chain around his neck, and he was imprisoned there using a formation.
I don't know if she was attracted by the smell of the food. She was covered in scars and slowly crawled out of the screen with her limbs on the ground.
But the look in her eyes when she looked at people was not timid, but more like a hungry beast crawling out of the gutter, full of longing and desire.
Looking straight at the food on the table, even if she kept swallowing, a lot of saliva kept dripping from her mouth.
Bailian couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at Mrs. Ning.
This really doesn’t look like the attitude of hosting a banquet to ask for help.
Sure enough, Ning Feiyan showed an expression of disgust and frowned: "After all these years, you are still as bad as ever."
Mrs. Ning picked up half of the roast goose with chopsticks and threw it to the woman He glanced at her coldly at the palm of his hand and said : "Go back, now is not the time for you to come out."
The dirty woman picked up the roast goose and wolfed it down, as if she was extremely hungry, even the bones were not spared, and she was still unsatisfied after eating. He licked his fingers and hid back in the shadows.
Bailian also frowned deeply. For some reason, the aura of that woman made people feel slightly uncomfortable, so he looked sideways at Ning Feiyan and asked, "Her aura..." Very strange. ”
Ning Feiyan faintly. Said: "That is the evil demon born in the Beiyuan Forest on the corpse of the deceased succubus. The demon spirits floating like dust in the forest have no independent consciousness. After absorbing the essence from the succubus's corpse, they become The spiritual beings that are born are demons.”
"The evil demon is regarded as an unclean thing by Beiyuan. The unclean demon is an existence that is rejected by even the most evil wizard in the demon world.
Wherever the evil demon has spoken, it will rise. Plague, the forest of Beiyuan cannot tolerate this thing, but Mrs. Ning can He just likes to keep such dirty things in captivity to please Erhe Burial Heart. He didn't forget to keep this thing by his side during the banquet today. He is really sincere."
Ning Feiyan smiled lowly and said: " So why go to all the trouble, just go Please ask the merciful Erhe Lord to rescue Hongzhuang."
Mrs. Ning scooped a spoonful of fish soup into her bowl. Her voice was calm, and she could not hear any emotions. "It's just a mere thought. How can a beast win the heart of a big man? Someone take action to save me Hongzhuang."
"But Master Shouhe is different." Mrs. Ning raised her eyes and scooped another spoonful of fish soup into Bailian's dish, her eyes filled with emotion. A hint of unexplainable meaning:
"That night, when I faced the demonic dream of Ye Tan, Lord Concubine never left my daughter, and my heart was evident. I am bold and hope that you can generously save my other daughter."
< br>Get straight to the point and make your intentions clear as soon as you come up.
Bailian doesn’t hate this simple and direct method.
Anyway, coming here today was just a matter of words. He was about to tell Hongzhuang that she must be fine at this time, but before he could speak, the back of his hand suddenly felt warm.
He raised his head in astonishment and met Mrs. Ning's charming eyes.
Those eyes completely ignored Ning Feiyan, looking straight at Bai Lian, with a flushed face and said:
"I know very well that the devil's grace is not easy, and it is true that I asked you to save my daughter for nothing. Greedy, but since the Lord is willing to keep the appointment today, he is obviously interested in There is no room for discussion on this matter. If you can save Hongzhuang's life, I am willing to serve you as a slave for the rest of my life. From now on, I will never have a second thought."
Bailian. He lowered his eyes and looked at the hand with bright red cardamom on the back of his hand.
He naturally and calmly withdrew his hand, naturally and calmly took the handkerchief handed over by Ning Feiyan, and carefully wiped the fingertips on the back of his hand clean.
"Madam is joking. Lord Ninghe told me about Hongzhuang last night. I have promised her to save Hongzhuang. Madam, there is no need to do this."
Mrs. Ning was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I have watched the Master of Sihe grow up since she was a child. How could I not know what a temper she has? Why would Mr. Shouhe use such a ridiculous lie to excuse my concubine?" br>
Even if the Demon Lord shows mercy outside the law, this concubine I believe that with the temperament of the Lord of Four Rivers, he will never offer a word of mercy for my poor Hongzhuang."
Bailian frowned, looking at Mrs. Ning's expression of sadness that was about to burst into tears. Looking like this, I don’t know why an indescribable feeling of boredom arose in my heart.
In his peripheral vision, Ning Feiyan looked as usual, holding the wine glass with a touch of mockery in his eyes.
“Whether you have said this or not, Mrs. Ning, whether you believe it or not, everything will be clear to you at the banquet when you return home today.”
Balian pushed the table and stood up. He didn't intend to stay long. He glanced at the delicious dishes on the table and said: "Today's appointment, I can see that the chef of this restaurant has put a lot of thought into it. Every dish is exquisite." It’s so hard that I can’t bear to put down my chopsticks, but Mrs. Ning seems to have forgotten that it’s only 10 o’clock in the morning. I think the big fish and meat on this table are not as delicious as the porridge and side dishes made by you, madam. "
His black and white eyes couldn't help but look at Mrs. Ning, her gentle eyes contained a hint of invisible oppression:
"Thinking about it this way, a person is not even willing to cook home-cooked dishes with his own hands. It is normal for a mother of her own children to say such extreme words of begging for help."
Bailian glanced at the sky, the dark clouds had dispersed and the sky was starting to light up.
He said to Ning Feiyan, who was sitting there but had not yet gotten up: "On the way here, I looked at a shop on the corner of the street. The crabmeal dumplings and cucumber shrimp porridge were very good. Ning River Master, don’t you want to accompany me to have a taste?”
Ning Feiyan was startled. When she came, she just took a look at the unknown steamed bun shop, but he remembered it in her heart. She said with a faint smile: "You said it as if you can eat steamed buns." .”
Bailian's eyes slightly curved: "Then please trouble Lord Ninghe to help me eat an extra portion." Perhaps Ning Feiyan didn't realize how much his brisk and joking tone sounded like a joke. Love and humor.
Mrs. Ning hated to see her smiling like this. When she saw the two of them getting up one after another, her eyes could not help but turn red with hatred, and her body could not help but tremble.
She didn’t wait for Balian to leave, and suddenly pulled his sleeve, her eyes once again showed the crazy look that night:
"Do you know! Every time she smiles like this at someone, she is planning how to kill them! She is a madman, a devil! She hates all of us. You said she would ask you to save Hongzhuang? Don't be kidding Oh! She wants my son to die!
I know how cruel she is. One hundred thousand people in the clan were killed by her alone. She also ruined my son’s red face! She was the young genius with the best talent in our clan. The day when the magic element was born, it was crushed by this bitch! < br>
Also, you don’t know, right? My son Hongzhuang looks very similar to her. Back then when the old demon king was feasting on the world, the person Milu Shaojun really fell in love with was not her but Hongzhuang.
Not long after returning to the clan, Hongzhuang was destroyed by her Hand! She was supposed to be the beloved demon concubine, but now she has become a shady murder weapon in her hand!"
Mrs. Ning's carefully painted makeup was completely ruined by her distorted expression! , her lips and teeth met fiercely:
"Today she can destroy the closest relatives around her, and tomorrow she can eat you till your bones are gone!"
She cried loudly: "Poor Hongzhuang knows nothing about this, I am willing to do it for her After being driven for so many years, if I don’t save her now, I’ll die without knowing what a dehumanizing snake I have served!”
Bailian felt that what she said was wrong.
Her extinct place is not just human nature, it is clearly the human heart.
Bailian let her pull his sleeves and cry for a long time, until her voice gradually became quieter, then he slowly said: "Actually, it's not Ning Feiyan you don't believe, but Is it yourself?”
Mrs. Ning was startled, and opened her tearful eyes, looking slightly confused: "What...what?"
Bailian's pair of dark eyes that looked directly at her were bottomless, as if they could see at a glance Seeing through people’s hearts:
“Ning Hongzhuang and Ning Feiyan is your child, but you only love Ning Hongzhuang. It's not because you love this child, but because you feel guilty that you gave your love to two children to one person."
Ning Feiyan looked a little strange.
Mrs. Ning murmured and explained: "That's not the case..."
Bai Lian pulled back his sleeves and analyzed carefully: "What happened back then, you had no choice but to give up an unknown son who was taboo among everyone in the clan, but she was your child after all. Madam was reluctant to let go, and she was also worried about it. Guilt, suffering and struggle
Until later, you had Ning Hongzhuang. She was smart, talented and loved by everyone. It was at this moment that you found support and doubled the love that you could not give to Ning Feiyan. Delivered to her."< br>
“Ning Hongzhuang is the most perfect child in your heart, which makes up for the guilt and uneasiness that Ning Feiyan brings to you.
But you didn’t expect that Ning Feiyan could be in such a situation. When you come back alive from the evil hell, when you see her covered with scars, the first thing you think of is not heartache, but fear and confusion."
"No...it's not like that..."
Bai Li'an didn't want to waste any words at first, but when he saw that Ning Feiyan, a calm, decisive and cruel guy with such a weak and incompetent mother, he really wanted to open up the woman in front of him on the grounds of love. False cloak.
Had I stripped her till she was dripping with blood, it seemed that I would never know how much pain that abandoned child would have suffered.
“From the beginning to the end, you didn’t want to believe Ning Feiyan, not because of how bad she was.
But because you were really cruel and indifferent to her. You How can a child who is clearly aware of his cruel and indifferent treatment be resentful of you, so you Be wary of her, avoid her, hate her, hate her, slander her."
Mrs. Ning fell softly to the ground. Suddenly, she felt like the evil spirit in her heart was being pulled out and exposed to the sun. Heartbroken, she lost her mind: "That's not the case, I didn't..."
Balian's eyes were deep and cold, and he looked down at this woman: "You said she was a poisonous snake, but you don't know that that poisonous snake has already taken hold in your own heart."
"If If you really open your eyes and take a serious look at her, you will find that there is a paradise hidden under the ghosts in the human heart."
I don’t know if she heard these words. Mrs. Ning slowly lowered her head, her cheeks hidden in the shadows. Her voice from crying was a little hoarse, and she said with difficulty:
" Lord River, can you let Feiyan and I have a few words alone?"
Bailian's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan was also looking at him. When he saw his eyes turning over, he looked away and said, "Go to the corner and wait for me first."
Bailian saw that she had no objection, so he He left her alone.
The restaurant alley is extremely deserted, the dust and mist are desolate, and the towering magic city is full of sadness.
The nameless steamed bun shop on the corner sells the most common food in ordinary households. Even though the aroma is lingering and warm, the business is always deserted.
The store owner is an old Shang Xiong demon. His originally burly figure has become a bit rickety due to the years, and his face has brown age spots.
When he smiled and asked Bailian to sit down, he didn't feel the murderous murderous feeling of the demons.
Bailian ordered two drawers of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, which were warmed by a small charcoal fire.
The hot porridge had been boiling and bubbling for an unknown amount of time before a plain hand suddenly lifted up the blue cloth cover.
Ning Feiyan walked into the shop and sat down in front of him, served herself a bowl of hot porridge, and said: "The Jungui Banquet is going to end today, do you really...will save Hongzhuang for me? "
The chopsticks that Bai Lian was about to pick up a crabmeal dumpling for her paused in the air. He looked at her with a strange expression and asked, "Mrs. Ning and you What did you say?”
Ning Feiyan put down the porridge spoon in her hand, squinted her eyes and said, "It seems like you said a lot, but it seems like you didn't say anything?"
Bailian saw that the hot porridge in her bowl had not been touched, so he took it aside. He handed over the small plate and said, "If you're in a bad mood, how about something sour to whet your appetite?"
The small plate neatly contained a row of bright red hawthorn fruits. Ning Feiyan took a look at it. Didn't refuse.
Took two and ate them.
She looked at Balian, suddenly smiled and said, "You treat me so well, how about I watch a good show with you today?"
Balian didn't seem to be very interested, and his eyes fell on the red residue left when she picked up the hawthorn on her fingertips, and asked in a low voice: "What's the show?"
At this time, a wave came from around the corner. A gust of cold wind blew away the hot mist on the bun steamer.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her voice was scattered in the wind, a little unclear: "A... good show about redemption."
Feng Zhi, this trip to the appointment That's the end.
When the old demon man in the shop cleared the table, he found that the charcoal fire on the table had been extinguished and the porridge was cold. The two drawers of steamed buns and a cup of porridge were still untouched, cold and without warmth.
Only the hawthorns in the small dish were missing two.
(End of this chapter)