Chapter 669 Ah Luo, what are you to me
The evil spirit condensed into ice in her eyes little by little, and she regained her indifferent expression.
As she nodded, the Yang Yan hidden in the ring inlaid with gold and jade was thrown out, turning into a chain of blazing flames.
"It's late tonight, so please retreat. As for the Demon Queen, in order to avoid trouble in the fairy world, I think you should know what you should do, right?"
Only Hearing Zhi Yuyan's heartbreaking scream, she was tightly bound by the flaming chain.
Her newly unearthed corpse demon body was as invisible to the sun and fire as a newborn. When it was bound like this, the flesh and blood on her body suddenly became stinky and burst, and she lost the ability to fight back.
The female demon king could not express her anger towards Balian, so she had no choice but to vent her anger on Miluzhi Yuyan, mother and son.
With this order, the surviving demon ministers dared to delay. The two set up the demon queen Zhi Yuyan, and one of them sacrificed the sharpened Yang wood and poured it into Zhi Yuyan's heart without hesitation. middle.
At this moment, Zhi Yuyan didn’t even have the strength to scream, and a desperate low moan came from her throat.
The blood pupils gradually became lighter and returned to dead black, and the mature and charming face was also covered with corpse spots little by little.
His black hair became gray, and when he tilted his head, he completely lost control of his body.
"No!!" Milu's heart was so angry that he burst into tears, he shouted: "How dare you touch my mother! No! Don't take her away!"
"Young Master Your Majesty, why are you bothering? The Demon Queen is no longer the empress she was before. She is just a corpse manipulated and persecuted by an adulterer. She can’t remember you, so why should she not be allowed to rest in peace after her death? "A demon minister advised earnestly.
"That's my queen mother! I won't let you do this to her! Get your dirty hands off!!"
"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for us."
A group of demon officials seemed to be trying to persuade him, but they couldn't see the incompatibility between the demon king and the young master. They didn't know the severity of their attacks, and secretly stabbed Milu hard on the spine.
His face turned pale immediately, and he pounced on him like a dog eating shit and fell to the ground. However, he did not forget to hold on to the hem of Zhi Yuyan's clothes tightly. This time, even his mother did not call out, and said with red eyes: "Mother ! Mom! Don’t leave me alone!”
Zhi Yuyan tilted his head, as if something had been triggered.
She who should have lost consciousness somehow slowly raised her head, looked at Milu and slowly opened his mouth and said "Ahhh..." twice.
Two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed out of the corpse demon's eyes.
Blood gushed out from her mouth, making her pale face extremely miserable.
"Ah...ah...Tao'er, Tao'er..."
Tao'er, this slightly tacky and delicate name is unfamiliar to others, but to Milu For him, this is the best nickname in the world to accompany him through his teenage years.
In this world, is there only one person who has called him that?
Milu was almost crazy. Regardless of the severe pain in his body, he was about to struggle up from the ground with disheveled hair, but was pinned to the ground by a demon officer with quick eyes and hands.
Mi Lu grabbed the hem of Zhi Yuyan's clothes tightly, and let out a miserable cry and howl in his throat: "She still has memory! She still has memory! Don't kill my mother-in-law again... don't ! ”
People in the devil world are mostly those who favor the high and despise the low for the sake of profit.
Since the return of the Demon Lord, Milu has repeatedly failed to challenge the Demon Lord and has refused to change his ways.
Tonight the Demon Lord is going to throw the Demon Queen into the royal tomb in front of everyone and His Highness Milu. It is obvious that he has no intention of showing any mercy to him.
Although because of Milu's status as young master, it is difficult to go too far by using him to ask for favors from His Majesty the Demon Lord, but after all, the order has been given.
The corpses all over the ground need to be cleaned up. Milu is so excited and obstructive, and after several delays, His Majesty is afraid that his Majesty will think that they are doing something bad.
No one wants to throw away the newly acquired high-ranking official and wealth.
Gradually, everyone lost their patience, and their attacks became more brutal and harsh, with a dull sound of banging and banging on him.
Several people gathered around him and seemed to persuade him gently, but in fact they blocked the view of the outside world, pushed him to the ground, and punched him several times.
Milu didn't even make a sound, he just endured everyone's dirty hands, and there was blood pouring from his mouth and nose.
He leaned on the cold ground, wincing in pain, but never let go of the hand that held the hem of his clothes tightly.
Zhila!
Someone quickly drew out his sword and cut off the hem of Zhi Yuyan's clothes. Mi Lu held the hem of his clothes and crawled forward desperately. Several people grabbed his shoulders together, as if they were crushing him to death. He pushed him down to the ground like a dog.
Milu's whole head was buzzing, his throat was sore and dry, and his ears were filled with the roar of his own madness, and he didn't know what he was yelling about.
In the midst of the chaos, he heard a deep and urgent voice above his head: "Crucify her!"
Milu's struggling movements suddenly stopped, and for a moment, the blood flow seemed to freeze into ice.
However, before he could react, the penis remaining outside his body penetrated into the heart of the woman in front of him without mercy.
The momentum of the nail was extremely fierce, and the bloody cone head penetrated directly through the back of the woman who was full of resentment just a moment ago.
Suddenly, like a pierced rubber ball, the Yin Qi surged out of the clothes, and the long black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The plump skin quickly dried up and turned yellow, and the essence under the skin was crazily devoured by the wooden cone.
At this moment, all Milu could see was bright red liquid, which made him feel frightened and felt that he had died for once in this world.
Zhi Yuyan was like a withered flower. She could no longer support the weight of her body and fell straight down.
The protruding eyeballs turned miserably in the dry and sunken eye sockets, and the face looked like a bitter melon exposed to the sun, covered with ferocious wrinkles horizontally and vertically.
Where can I see the peerless splendor of being half-incarnated as the Demon Queen?
But the look she looked at Milu was different from this ferocious appearance. Instead, it revealed a bit of peace and harmony of a dying tree.
She looked at Milu without turning around, as if she was missing a glance. She moved her dry and peeling mouth slightly, and her voice was hoarse and low: "Tao... Tao'er, don't be naughty, take good care of your sister." ...Take good care of your sister..."
The intermittent words were suddenly cut off like a candle in the wind.
The look in the woman's eyes gradually faded away, completely turning into a cold corpse.
A few people picked her up and quickly dragged her out of the palace.
Milu was like an abandoned beast, roaring and running after him while rolling and crawling.
The strange thing is that Erhe Xinxin, who had been loyal to Milu in the past, quietly did not say a word when His Highness Shaojun suffered such despair and humiliation.
Until the movement outside the palace gradually faded away, the female devil withdrew her calm eyes from the door of the palace and said calmly: "The night show is over, please leave here."
The remaining people in the palace also dispersed with a sparse greeting.
Bailian was about to leave with everyone when the voice of the female devil came again:
"Master Shouhe, please stay. I have something to say privately with you. Say.”
Bailian sighed helplessly and stopped.
It was not until all the demon ministers in the palace left that the female demon king waved to him from the throne.
The gentle voice was not like a demon king speaking to his courtiers: "Come up here, I have something to say to you." Balian hesitated for a moment, met her eyes, and finally Still walked up slowly.
The female devil patted the mostly empty throne beside her and said, "Sit down and talk."
Balian frowned and said: "I don't..."
"You have no king in your heart, no dignity, and no intention to gain a foothold in the devil world. Why do you need to imitate the false words others say." Female. The Demon Lord cut off his words, his eyes unmistakable.
Bailian had no choice but to sit down as he was told. To others, this king's throne may be a symbol of royal power that cannot be coveted or violated.
But to him, it is just a wider iron chair.
Just as the female devil said, he has no intention of being in the devil world.
Different from the past, the two rarely sat on the same chair quietly and harmoniously, and the female devil did not touch him like before.
The atmosphere was quiet for a long time.
She suddenly asked: "Why are you protecting me today?"
Bailian was stunned for a few moments, then laughed at himself and said: "Your Majesty's hidden strength is unfathomable, I can't It's just a joke to make people laugh."
"I'm asking you, why did you stand up to protect me today?" The female demon king's eyes were glaring.
Balian: "..."
The female devil burst into laughter. She took the white jade hairpin from her hair and rubbed it carefully on her fingertips:
"Actually, if you don't answer me, I I can guess how you could so easily agree to be my Fengjun in front of everyone.
< br>Everything you did here tonight was just retreat in order to advance, right?"
Bailian didn't think he could hide it from her. He turned around and looked at her. Eyes: "Since Your Majesty has guessed my intention, why bother asking more?"
The female devil's expression was a little weak: "I won't pay you for it? Would you rather accept Ning Feiyan than like me?"
Bailian shook his head and looked at her seriously She asked: "Your Majesty, do you like me?"
The tip of the hosta suddenly pricked her fingertips due to shock, and bright red blood dropped slowly from the white fingertips.
The female devil looked at him blankly and said very frankly: "I like you! I like you! More than anything in the world!"
Bailian slowly lowered his eyes: " In fact, I have been curious and puzzled for a long time, when did you develop such special feelings for me? ”
At first, Balian just thought that all the love she expressed towards him was just some kind of conspiracy and possession method.
But after getting along with her for a long time, he found that the female devil's feelings for him did not seem to be fake.
It was so strong and hot that he felt that this emotion was far beyond the scope of normal human love.
But in the world of Bronze Gate, they are clearly still life-or-death enemies.
Why did she change so much once she entered the demon world and stayed there for a long time?
Or is it that, from the beginning in the world of Bronze Gate, her feelings towards him have been like a silent volcano of backlog and restraint?
I saw the female devil slowly placing the hosta in her hand on the table, her eyes flashing with complex emotions of struggle, gloom and entanglement.
She moved her lips slightly, as if she had thought of the words to explain.
Since he has asked the question that has been bothering Balian for a long time tonight, he will naturally not give her a chance to fool her easily.
He slowly raised his head, frowning, his gentle expression looked a little serious for a moment, he looked into her eyes and said slowly.
"A'luo, what did you hide from me?"
Every syllable is like a silver hammer, hitting hard and powerfully on the sensitive ends of A'luo's blood vessels. !
The surrounding air suddenly became extremely thin, and the uncontrollable and chaotic heartbeat pushed the blood flow to the limbs and bones.
Aluo slowly opened his eyes wide, his hands and feet instantly became cold. Looking at the person so close in front of him, he seemed to have the illusion that reality and nightmare were intertwined and overlapping.
The feeling of death and suffocation suppressed her until she felt dizzy. Aluo's body shook violently and he placed one hand heavily on the table.
For a moment, A'luo thought that Balian was remembering something, which made her look at Balian with a fierce and desperate look like a wolf, and looked at Balian in disbelief: "What...are you calling me?!"
This reaction seemed to be more exciting than Balian had imagined.
Bailian's heart sank, secretly thinking that her past life was indeed inextricably linked to her.
Looking at the confused female devil, Balian’s eyes remained unchanged. Although he was filled with doubts, he wanted to dig out the truth about his past. He spoke calmly again. Whispering: "Aluo."
Those two words, like a string soaked in poison, suddenly tightened her heart.
A'luo almost lost his mind and knocked the royal table in front of him miserably, trying to get up and escape.
How could Balian give her a chance? He leaned up, grabbed her arm firmly and pushed her to the throne.
His Majesty the Demon Lord, who is clearly capable of instantly killing many demon officials, has no use for her terrifying cultivation that has reached the realm of perfection. With her state of mind disordered, she is as good as a child in front of Balian. Oppress.
Bailian buckled her firmly on the huge seat, put one hand heavily between the armrests of the seat, and held her in his arms.
But he half-raised his body steadily and failed to touch the hem of her clothes. The ambiguous posture of man on top and woman on bottom actually lost the slightest hint of charm.
The crown on the top of the female devil's head has been knocked crookedly and is hanging down on her shoulders. Her black hair is falling messily. Her chest is rising and falling violently, and her body is shaking violently. Her dark eyes are open, which actually gives Balian a feeling that she is being held captive at the moment. People have hollowed out their bodies and filled them with countless terrible and despairing illusions.
She is scared, and she is also angry!
At the same time, she also turned her head away as if to escape, avoiding Bailian's scrutinizing eyes, as if struggling to death: "I don't know who Aluo is?"
This look made the blood vessels in Bailian’s forehead jump heavily.
A very absurd idea suddenly came into his mind.
In fact, he did not have a completely blank memory of the three nights of smoking and drinking with Ning Fei in Xianling City.
With the many in-depth exchanges with Ning Feiyan in recent days, the romantic memories lost that day are echoing in my mind bit by bit like the scales of a big fish.
The clearest fragments of words are those that are extremely absurd:
Aluo...
Rebel...
To be a master...
Hidden sword...
Waiting for words that are unclear but can make people's hearts beat faster.
(End of this chapter)