Chapter 659 Strange things in the night
What the Lord Demon Lord showed at this moment was not the pity that Ning Feiyan deliberately pretended to show, but the pity of being bullied and miserable.
If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that His Majesty, the demon king in charge of the realm, was bullied into such useless behavior by one of his little ministers.
Miss Yin, who had never seen anything in the world, had no idea what was going on. She just felt that the female devil was getting angry for no reason.
She couldn't help but pick the cotton in her ears, looked sideways at Su Jing, and asked with wonder: "I was watching the scroll carefully just now, what happened on the other side?"
Su Jing rested her head with one hand and held the scroll in the other. The side profile looked like a jade carving. The picture was so quiet and unparalleled. She concentrated on reading without raising her head: "I was also reading the scroll carefully. You asked the wrong person."
Yin Baishuang's eyes fell in surprise on the wrinkled and curled ancient secretary scroll in her hand.
Xin Dao said that your 'seriousness' is too serious. She has read all three books, and you haven't even turned the page yet.
What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be here?
It's really disgusting. Yin Baishuang only knew that Su Jing had a bad temper and was extremely annoying, but he didn't know that despite her glamorous appearance, she actually had such a lazy temper hidden inside.
My feelings are that I want to leave the nerve-wracking task of finding the world gate to her alone, right?
This bitch!
Bang!
The sword in the Demon Lord's hand was thrown to the ground. She paced back and forth in the palace, her gloomy eyes sucked the misty tears, and she looked much harmless and pitiful.
Bailian pursed his lips tightly, stretched out his hand with difficulty to pull Ning Feiyan's wet chin, and asked hoarsely: "What on earth do you want to do, are you crazy?!"
Ning Feiyan's delicate arms slowly hooked his neck, her brows were soaked with sweat, and her beautiful expression was deep and blurry, which made people's hearts tremble.
"I don't dare to go crazy. Your Majesty's action is nothing more than wanting my life. If not, how could I survive these seven days of bloodletting?"
Hundred Lian glanced at the herbs floating in the tub with an ugly expression.
Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows and smiled. She was really a smart person. She had already guessed everything without her having to speak too clearly.
She smiled softly in his ear: "Right now, I have only one way to survive."
Baili'an said that he was recovering from his injuries, but how could he develop the illusion of stealing from others.
The succubus' lazily half-opened eyes suddenly contained a strange smile.
Like a bad fox who stole a fat chicken from a hunter, he smiled slyly with great satisfaction.
Bailian caught the smile clearly and had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Okay! You are so kind!" The female demon king stood up from the corner of the wall at some point, her broad and majestic black and gold royal robe hanging on the ground, her cheek hidden in her disheveled hair. In the shadows, there is something unspeakably eerie and eerie.
She was like a puppet that had been manipulated. One of the threads broke, and the devil's head fell to the side with a click.
The whites of her eyes were covered with red threads, and her eyes were dull and gloomy. Her face was full of curses, as if poisonous juice was about to overflow from her eyes.
"Okay! You know how to play! Lord Ninghe, you are very clever! I am willing to defeat you!"
You Dongdong's eyes looked at Ning Feiyan without turning, she Smiling hissingly, the laughter was full of collapse: "Since you want to live so much, , then I will give you a good life for four days, I wish you a good time."
After saying something in a dark voice, she walked out of the underworld with a sly smile. In the palace, the long slant shadow trailing under the king's robe is indescribably lonely.
Bang!
After the female devil left, Yin Baishuang didn’t seem as calm and heartless as before for some reason.
Her chest rose and fell heavily, her almond-shaped eyes were full of annoyance, and her snow-white face was already covered with a dark blush, burning like a fire.
She threw the book in her hand and slapped it on the table, stood up suddenly, and was very angry. She glared at Bai Lian and Ning Feiyan fiercely, and took a sip: "How shameless!"
Then he helplessly covered the small coffin around his waist, fearing that the sleeping child would be awakened and spoiled, so he fled out like his buttocks were on fire.
The incense burner was curling up on the table, and Su Jing was sitting upright, with no confusion on his face. The outline displayed in the incense mist was almost graceful and cold.
She slowly closed the case file she had read in her hand, smoothed out the wrinkles, and placed it very politely and thoughtfully.
Then he stood up and raised his hands, smoothing down the two rabbit ears that had stood up on his head along the soft hair.
The wind blows up the night and messes up the night.
Su Jing walked slowly to the door of the palace. When he left, he looked back and glanced at Ning Feiyan. His voice was as cold and calm as smoke: "Is this why you chose the glazed bathtub?"
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There was a sudden explosion in Bailian's mind. He quickly looked down and saw that the blood spreading in the water had stopped at some point, and the ink-colored medicine faded and turned clear.
A mouthful of old blood welled up in his throat, and Balian really wanted to die.
"Are you satisfied?" Balian's fangs were almost worn out, and he was so angry looking at the succubus sniggering in his arms.
"I was a little dissatisfied." Ning Feiyan chuckled, looking at the boy's Adam's apple in front of her with blurred eyes.
Tan opened his mouth slightly and bit into it.
He is quite strong and is a wild cat that can bite people.
Bailian calmed down and couldn't help but sigh. He gently placed his head on her shoulder and whispered: "Feiyan, I'm sorry that I have caused trouble to you this time."
Ning Feiyan stared blankly at the white jade hairpin in his bun. It was the long secret jade left by the Demon Lord.
To be honest, Balian was in critical condition after surviving the catastrophe, and he managed to capture her here and let her be bled. She was slaughtered like a cow or a sheep. It would be a lie to say that she didn’t have any complaints in her heart.
Today's shameless and crazy actions are mostly out of revenge against the female devil.
Ning Feiyan didn't want to die. What she had worked hard for all these years and was as solid as a rock was to live an extremely gorgeous life and leave her name in these eternal years.
She would never fall in love for those illusory things, let alone sacrifice her life for anyone.
In the end, I can only live in those few insignificant and worthless tears when others express their nostalgia and sadness.
She is such a selfish demon, a demon who is afraid of pain, death, and injury, so she refuses to give her sincerity.
The hot body is caused by the nature of the succubus. She warmly caters to her and shows off her pitiful coquettishness, all in order to survive these seven days.
This body is the best weapon she can use.
A succubus who is accustomed to deceiving others, and a witch who is accustomed to playing with the hearts of women.
Bailian's apology at this moment is her best weakness to take advantage of.
He is just like those stinky men. If you show off your pity and sex appeal a little, you can easily manipulate him into applause.
So Ning Feiyan, what are you still hesitating about?
Opening its fangs, it penetrated into his neck, just like hunting for food in the past, it took him into its lair, and ate him up ruthlessly and indifferently, letting His Majesty the Demon Lord taste the boundless pain.
It’s really exciting to think about it.
Ning Feiyan was gently stroking the hosta with her fingers, looking at her with loving eyes and lingering emotions, thinking about how to do this great drama.
With fluttering eyelashes, in the blink of an eye, Ning Feiyan took out the hosta from Bailian's hair and threw it away.
For some reason, her tone was light and calm: "If you didn't have a perfect plan, you wouldn't have taken the risk to overcome the tribulation without permission. I'm afraid you already had a solution to the peacock feather poison, but you were comatose and weak after the tribulation. Make the devil mistakenly think that you are in danger."
Balian didn't expect her thoughts to be so delicate. He nodded and said, "Yes, the peacock feather poison can indeed not kill me."
Ning Feiyan smiled and said, "In that case, There is no such thing as being involved. Since you have a way to save yourself, I can’t be considered as having the grace to save you. If you think carefully, , the grudge here is only between me and the Demon King.
She knows that I am pregnant with your child. No matter what, she cannot tolerate me. Now it is just an excuse. After all, I borrowed it from you. I can barely survive these seven days.”
What is she talking about?
Why are you telling him this?
Ning Feiyan looked at his long scattered hair with deep eyes, reached out and took a handful in the palm of her hand, staring blankly at the cold and wet hair passing through her fingers.
Thinking quietly.
Finally...
She came to a conclusion.
After all, he is different from those who can be used.
Most of the thousands of men in the world have become chess pieces in her hands, and among them there is no shortage of men who offer their hearts to her.
It’s just that it’s different after all.
She will not let those people touch her, get close to her, and touch her at will.
But he can do it, because of the saying, "When a couple is in love, their wealth is gone."
She can let him possess her without restraint.
Her feelings for him were not the lunacy of falling in love, but an extremely calm mood that she enjoyed the recognition of.
The kind of using him in an upright and open manner, rather than calculating feelings in a vain and cowardly way.
Because he knows all her false viciousness and sinister selfishness.
In front of him, she never needed to pretend.
Ning Feiyan had a faint smile on his face.
She does not hide her nature and desires, her charming eyes are not as beautiful as silk, and she only has arrogant and passionate pure desire to choose and devour others.
"You pity me and serve me. We still have four full days, silly cat, you have to be prepared."
Succubus seniors have never been If you are willing to use your body to support others, you will only use cruel methods to make those lustful and stupid people pay a heavy price.
Ning Feiyan raised her jade hand to caress his face, but for some reason, she was in a trance.
This stupid cat is not stupid, nor is he lustful. People are also born fair and pure. If such a cute thing is ruined by her, I am afraid it will be difficult to find another one. It will be a pity. .
She Ning Feiyan was not someone who liked the new and disliked the old. She was used to using one thing and then changing it to another one would definitely feel disgusting.
What's more, his taste is so pleasant, it suits the taste of the succubus.
Yes! She just liked his taste and smell, just like she loved food. What made her so soft-hearted and couldn't bear to destroy it was because of her appetite and had absolutely nothing to do with him.
Adopting is also done on a whim. One day you don’t need it anymore, you get tired of playing with it, just break it and throw it away.
Ning Feiyan thought deeply and found the perfect reason for herself, convincing herself thoroughly.
But she didn't remember it at all. The nature of a succubus stays with her throughout her life, reappearing once a year.
Wait until the day when you are no longer needed and tired of playing...even if it is faint and invisible.
This long-cherished wish may not come true in this life.
The sound of water swayed, the curtains fluttered gently, the sky outside was dim and there were no stars.
On the elegant pavilion terrace, meteors are passing by, the long night is fading away, and the east is dawning.
It's early morning when the stars are gone. In the cold spring, a heavy snow fell untimely in the palace.
The Palace of the Underworld shines coldly, snow foam sweeps across the ancient vermilion railings of the Panlong Sea of Clouds, half a roll of bamboo is blown by the wind, making a bleak sound, and only a few palace residents are walking in the corridor Carefully clear the snow from the steps.
The royal palace is particularly deserted and quiet in the early morning. The wind is blowing with snow, and the whistling sound of wind and snow stirs up the cries of elegant sparrows lying in the night. It adds a sense of loneliness to this magnificent ancient palace for no reason. gloomy.
The demon girl palace servant, who was sweeping the snow seriously with her head down, suddenly screamed and the broom in her hand fell to the ground.
People from the surrounding palaces gathered around her, looking at the snow swept away beneath her body... and there were layers of frozen blood.
Everyone suddenly turned pale. The snow fell heavily last night and the snow was very deep. There was a strange snowstorm in the palace. In just one day, half of the corpses that had been eaten were swept out. of corpses.
The mutilated corpse looked as if it had been devoured by vicious dogs. It was in a mess and its original appearance could no longer be seen. Just looking at the clothes she was wearing, it looked like the robe of a demon official. Clothes.
The young palace attendant swallowed the cold saliva. After all, she served as a cleaner in the palace. Even though she was the lowest level demon servant, she still had the most basic psychological quality.
The girl did not continue to panic. She lowered her voice and said: "This is the internal official, serving His Majesty the Demon Lord. How could he appear here like this?"
Another palace man looked pale and ugly, and guessed: "There are not many people who dare to kill people in the palace, and they are also ministers. Do you think it could be His Majesty..."
The scene fell into silence for a while.
After a long time, the young palace lady spoke again: "Four... four days ago, His Majesty was not in a very good mood when he came out of the Hades Palace. I heard... I heard that there were four hundred and fifty-seven on the Dongshan Mountain. The monsters were slaughtered by Your Majesty in one night, and they behaved as if they were going crazy to vent their anger..."
Another palace official glanced at her angrily: "Four hundred and fifty What do seven monsters mean? I remember that the demon king had not stopped slaughtering him all night, and the crimson moon had not fallen from the sky. He went to the land of Dongming with his whole body and made three thousand ghosts and ghosts weep and curse. The earth.
In less than half a day, the three thousand ghosts and ghosts were fed to the sword talisman. After several killings, their hostility increased instead of decreasing.
After returning to Mozhou, he brought out Lord Shu Ci who had returned to Qing Xiao Mountain. They had been fighting for a whole day and night. Now, no news about Lord Shu Ci has come out from the mountain. It is said that he does not know whether he is alive or dead. "
"No way? "The young lady in the palace exclaimed and was shocked: "That is the River of Immortality, Master Shuci. Even if your Majesty has a higher level of cultivation than Master Shuci, it is impossible to kill her, right? ”
“Who knows? "An old palace man lowered his waist and sighed: "In short, the old woman has lived for most of her life and served three generations of kings. She has never said that the demon king is as crazy and temperamental as the current one. . Although Master Shu Ci cannot die, he can still be beaten back to his original form and sealed in the future. "
The young palace lady shuddered: "Lord Shu Ci is a demon river. If your majesty kills him like this, wouldn't it mean that the demon world will be in turmoil? "
The old palace man sneered and said, "Why do you care so much about the affairs of these big shots? Just sweep your floor." ”
"But..." Suddenly, a short palace man who kept quiet looked at the broken limbs on the ground, frowned and said: "Even though His Majesty has been crazy in the past four days, the bloody acts he committed are far away. He walked into the palace as if he was afraid of exposing this cruel and crazy scene to It seems like someone has seen it.
Tongshan, Dongming Land, and even Qingshan Mountain are all far away. Can the corpse we swept out really be done by His Majesty? "
Everyone was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to answer.
The young palace lady sighed. Although she was young, she came from a place in the demon world, and there was no hint of sympathy for the corpse on the ground.
Although he sighed, his eyebrows were naturally indifferent: "Pick up the body quickly. It is really unlucky to sweep out such a bloody thing so early in the morning."
If this internal official is still alive, he will always receive the awe and respect of these humble palace people.
But now that he is a ball of rotten flesh and his fame has been hidden after his death, in their mouths, it is nothing more than an ‘unlucky thing’.
Hurry and clean up the room.
The wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, frozen like a black and white picture scroll.
Wearing red clothes and dripping with blood, he walked through the vast and magnificent world of snow and came here.
The wind was calm, the snow was frozen, and in the still picture, only the fluttering blood-red clothes and the jingling anklets shone brightly.
The faces of all the palace officials were pale and frightened, and they knelt down and saluted like twigs and grass: "See you, Your Majesty!"
In their peripheral vision, they were all trembling, and their bodies were full of breath. All are surrenders.
The blood-stained silver anklet they saw in the Demon Lord's hand was clearly an accessory that Master Shu Ci never left behind!
Looking at the attire of His Majesty the Demon King again, it is even more terrifying.
A head of miserable black hair danced wildly in the wind, like a demon or madness. The black and gold royal robe that he was wearing dignifiedly fell somewhere, leaving only a thin middle coat.
The light plain fabric has long been soaked and stained by blood, and the original color can no longer be seen.
What a beauty, as if she had just been fished out of blood, with a violent attitude.
Looking from a distance in the black and white wind and snow world, there is actually a twisted and sickly scarlet beauty.
At this time, there was only one cold thought left in everyone’s mind:
Your Majesty the Demon Lord, I am afraid you are crazy!
Wouldn’t they also ask His Majesty to kill them? !
The desperate death did not fall on them as they thought.
Just when everyone thought His Majesty the Demon Lord was crazy.
She walked barefoot among the white snow, her blood-colored clothes flying gently, her dark eyes calm, as if unaware of her crazy appearance, she nodded slightly towards everyone as if she had just returned from court. : "Everyone, get up."
The legs of the palace people were weak, and they could hardly stand up. They all supported me, and I supported you, and stood up with trembling thanks.
The Demon Lord said again: "Everyone, please step back."
The young palace lady hesitated: "But there is no snow on the palace road yet..."
The Female Demon Lord With a flick of the sleeves, the thick snow flies away The long bluestone steps were as translucent and clean as if they had been washed with water. She repeated lightly: "Get out."
How could they dare to stay here any longer? They packed up their brooms and fled as fast as they could. Leave.
The strong wind from heaven and earth rolled up heavy snow again.
The female devil walked through the long steps of the Shinto and came to the deserted corner of the palace. She slowly squatted down and hugged her knees.
It was dim in the corner, and her dark pupils were so dark that they were piercingly black. Different from the bright red blood-stained clothes, her lips did not show any color at all, and her brow bones and cheeks reflected the coldness in the half-light and half-sleep. Soaking, thrilling and eerie pale.
The heavy snow slanted across the eaves and fell on her thin shoulders, and soon accumulated a thick layer, burying her into a little snowman.
The Demon King who is respected in one world, His Majesty who is respected throughout the world.
At this moment, he is like a lost and helpless child, huddled in a small ball and unable to find his home.
The anger all over her body was gradually buried by the cold snow, until the thick bloody murderous intention all over her body was washed away by the heavy snow. Then she stood up and shook off the broken snow, her skin was cold and white with the cold. .
The snow fell, taking away the blood and killing in her clothes, turning into thin snow-white clothes that fluttered gently in the wind, and the cold wind under the eaves made her black hair dazzled.
The old crow fluttered its wings in the sky, its hoarse cry was like withered sand leaves, silent and far away.
Pop!
She patted her cheeks hard, forcing herself to look more energetic and softer.
After doing this, she raised her head and glanced at the rising sun in the east, gradually becoming flush with the crimson moon.
The Demon Lord sighed helplessly, thinking that there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't avoid him all his life.
After she coaxed herself very considerately, she pulled her cheek with her fingers and gave a faint smile.
I told myself that it looked no different from usual, and then I walked towards the direction of the Hades Palace.
Creak!
The heavy palace door was gently pushed open.
The Demon Lord approached the palace without a trace of hostility and blood. The warm incense burning in the room had already warmed him up, and a subtle aura lingered around him.
The veins on her forehead twitched, but she finally held it back and her gaze slipped away.
I saw several layers of gauze coats covering the bathtub, completely covering the water surface.
Ning Feiyan seemed extremely tired, leaning against the inner wall of the tub and falling asleep soundly. Looking at her rosy and healthy face, it was clear that she had survived the four days of cold weather.
The faint gaze slid towards her snow-white and slender neck, and she couldn't move away for a long time.
"Is Your Majesty planning to strangle Lord Ninghe to death?"
Bailian's voice came from the side, and the female devil turned her eyes and looked away, looking at the person sitting The boy behind the screen.
After Balian completed his hard ‘classwork’, he found his jade in the blue water on the bookshelf in the palace.
There was a change of clothes prepared in advance, so I took a basin of water, washed the medicine off my body, and changed into clean clothes.
It’s not a disgrace to the emperor.
The female devil said: "Actually, you don't have to guard me like a thief. After the thunder tribulation, it was I who took you back to the Hades Palace, and it was I who took off your clothes and carried you into the bath. "
Hey...
The women in the demon world are really more bold and shameless, right?
Balian resisted the urge to hit someone and said calmly: "In the early hours of last night, I really thought I heard some unusual noises outside the palace, like wild beasts chewing corpses."
The Female Demon Lord His brows twitched and he said: "Yesterday You must be very busy at night, and all your energy should be spent on Ning Feiyan. How can you be distracted and listen to these irrelevant sounds?"
The tone was sour and flat. His tone of voice couldn't cover up the sound of grinding his teeth.
Bailian was choked and said slightly angrily: "I'm talking to you about business. There was an unusual and evil atmosphere last night. You..."
As he said , he paused slightly, frowned and stood up.
The female devil was stunned: "Me?"
Bailian walked up in two steps and looked down at her feet: "Why doesn't your majesty wear shoes?"
The tone of the inquiry was very calm. Even indifferent, no hint of concern could be heard, just a simple inquiry.
But outside the window, the heavy snow that should not belong to this season stopped silently, and the crimson moon that was rising at the same level as the early sun gradually sank into the sky.
The tender green branches and buds poke out of the snow, growing among the cold eaves and green tiles, swaying and trembling, full of life.
The empty and unfulfilled heart of the female devil is like the bud on the eaves of the green tiles, adding a few bursts of vitality.
She raised her head, her dull black pupils were like little stars lighting up, twinkling with joy.
The bare feet, slightly stained by snow and mud, were restlessly and hesitantly tucked into the hem of his clothes.
The instep of one foot rubbed the back of the other foot, trying to wipe away the dirty marks on it.
Bailian was amused by her childish behavior. For some reason, he felt a little pitiful about her, so he handed her the towel he had just wiped his wet hair with: "Clean it? I'll give it to you. Find a pair of shoes.”
It was integrated into one big chapter. Beibei knows that he has taken a lot of leave and will make it up slowly. Please give Beibei some time.
(End of this chapter)