long night walk

Chapter 542 A Gift to the Demon Lord

When Bai Lian returned to consciousness again, no one knew how much time had passed.

He barely opened his heavy eyelids, but what he saw was darkness, even the corpse demon's natural ability to see in the dark seemed useless here.

The first time he woke up, his body was numb, and the pain from the penetrating wound on his chest also came slowly.

A burst of indescribably intense pain invaded from that piece of flesh and blood, and a large area of ​​the body was soaked with blood. It was indescribably cold and sticky, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

In his slow thinking, he recalled the long knife in Hong Zhuang's hand that pierced his body.

The feeling of the moment when the cold blade pierced his body still seemed to remain in his mind. That knife seemed to have a special power to seal the corpse orb.

The corpse orb in his body seemed to be dead, no matter how Bai Lian summoned him to try to get in touch with it, it was still in vain.

Even the corpse demon's healing talent has failed, and the wound on his chest has not healed halfway, and even during the bumpy road, the flesh and blood are constantly shattering and the injury is getting worse.

The feeling of suspension under his body made Bai Lian clear that he was not on the ground now, and the small space around him was shaking slightly, as if he had been locked in a container space.

At this time, there was the sound of the rumbling giant door opening from outside, followed by a conversation above his head.

"Welcome Master Sihe to return to the Demon Realm." Hearing this voice, it seemed to be the guard of the underworld.

Ning Feiyan responded lightly, and seemed to ask casually: "Has your majesty returned to Mingzhou King City?"

Mowei replied: "His Majesty the Demon Lord returned to the palace seven days ago, and has been meditating in the palace for cultivation."

"En." Ning Feiyan replied again: "This is the secret feather I found from the Heluo clan. I heard that there are ancient spirits in your Qingzhou thirteen tribes who caused chaos and killed and injured many guards guarding the city. This feather can Repair the broken barrier that suppresses the ancient spirits, and hope to save some people from dying in Qingzhou Thirteen."

Her tone was gentle and easy-going, completely different from when she killed thousands of ghost soldiers that night.

The magic guard immediately said with great apprehension and gratitude: "This... Master Sihe is so considerate, and even in his busy schedule, he can still care so much about the trivial matters of Qingzhou Thirteen Departments. How can Qingzhou..."

"The auxiliary cars depend on each other, the lips are cold and the teeth are dead. The thirteenth department of Qingzhou is an important department in our world. Naturally, there is no room for loss." The little people feel that they are picking up people's teeth and receiving charity.

In just a few words, this little demon guard might have given her his heart and lungs.

Bai Lian didn't know where Ning Feiyan's patience came from. When he returned to the world, he was able to simply chat with the demon guard.

But gradually, he also really realized the difficulty of Ning Feiyan.

During the exchange between the two, the demon guard suddenly said: "By the way, Lord Sihe, the day before yesterday, when Lord Erhe Buxinxin reported to His Majesty the Demon Realm Army Report, His Majesty injured a devil's bone. His Majesty seems to be in a mood these few days... Extremely violent, this subordinate heard that Master Milu asked you to go to Zhenming Hall to burn incense for His Majesty in the next few days, this subordinate thinks... this matter can be postponed, right?"

"Your Majesty is in a bad mood?" Ning Feiyan's tone was half a smile, and he couldn't hear the emotion: "That's really a coincidence. Recently, I happened to catch a small gadget, which can make Your Majesty feel bored."

Her voice was smiling, but somewhat unpredictable: "Your Majesty will be very happy."

Mowei looked at Ning Feiyan with a smile, and couldn't bear to awaken her innocence.

Your Majesty has been in the demon world for many years, slaughtered gods and demons, and entered the Nether Palace. How could the demon, who is full of thunder, be happy by a mere plaything.

But don't wait until the boredom is teased, but you will end up with pain all over yourself.

He glanced at the iron cage held by Hong Zhuang behind Ning Feiyan.

A black curtain was placed around the cage to isolate the breath inside, and it was hard to see what it was.

But most of these things were brought back from the world.

The devil doesn't like things in the world, if this little thing is sent out, Master Sihe's fate will not be much better than that of Erhe.

From the conversation between the two, Bai Lian heard that he was probably already in the devil world at the moment.

Ning Feiyan sealed his cultivation base, imprisoned in this cage seems to be planning to please the demon king.

But why did she think that by giving him away as a gift, she would be able to please the Demon Lord?

Ning Feiyan was by no means such a superficial person, and Bai Lian did not believe that her purpose of forcibly bringing him to the Demon Realm was so simple.

At this time, the voice of the magic soldier came from the outside world: "I don't know what is the little plaything in the cage of Lord Sihe?"

Ning Feiyan smiled meaningfully, and before she could speak, a gust of cold wind with murderous intent blew from the direction of the rift valley.

Hong Zhuang couldn't stand still in the gust of wind, and staggered a few steps, a corner of the black cloth covering the iron cage in his hand was lifted.

A few rays of starlight from the demon world faintly fell into the icy iron cage.

With the help of the faint starlight, Bai Lian saw Ning Feiyan who was standing still in the turbulent wind. Her eyes were like smoke, and she glanced at him lightly. The black hair on her shoulders was fluttering in the wind. It was really beautiful.

"It's because I have been away from the world for too long, so that the devil world is out of order, and all the dirty and vulgar things in the world are brought into the king's palace. Feiyan, when did you become so unruly?"

Following the sound of this passage, a particularly sick and thin young man walked up the stairs.

He looked very young, and he was wearing a gorgeous robe embroidered with dark golden mature dark patterns that was extremely inconsistent with his age and appearance.

His eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and his voice did not conceal the pride and coldness in his bones.

His voice is not as immature as his appearance, the slightly hoarse voice is full of blood, and there is a hint of uncomfortable madness.

Maybe it's because he was not born very tall, but he was slightly hunched, and his back was bent deeply, as if there was no bone support, so that his walking posture at the moment looked a bit ugly.

He called himself the Lord, so he could only be Milu, the Young Lord of the Demon Clan.

Bai Lian's fingertips were slightly stiff.

That day in the sea, he injured Milu so badly that he still left the bronze gate alive.

After confirming his current situation, Bai Lian only felt that it was too bad.

If Milu opened the curtain and saw him at this moment, even without crossing the gate of the demon world and going deep into the dragon's pool and tiger's lair, he might be buried here forever.

And the world is often full of coincidences. When you expect something not to happen in your heart, the reality is always difficult to meet your expectations.

A pale and thin hand stretched out very rudely, and pinched a corner of the black cloth.

Ning Feiyan didn't stop her, but watched Milu calmly lift the black cloth with a bit of coldness.

Outside the iron cage, Bai Lian really saw the sinister face of the young master of the Demon Race, with a stern look on his face, and his whole demeanor was sickly, thin, thin, and cruel.

His eyes slipped coldly on Bai Lian's body like a snake. Surprisingly, Bai Lian couldn't see any hatred and resentment he imagined from his cold eyes.

There was a sarcastic smile in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were like strangers when they met for the first time: "What do you think, even this little thing, you can get it?"

Bai Lian frowned, the way Milu looked at him at this moment...it really didn't seem like he was looking at a human being.

Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are serious. This is just a kitten I adopted in the Demon City. It disappeared 30 years ago because of its greedy mouth. It was only recently found. Your Majesty the Demon Lord. She has been alone all this time, and Feiyan thinks this kitten is cute and lovable, so she might be able to relieve His Majesty's loneliness."

kitten?

Bai Lian looked up at Ning Feiyan in astonishment, and she happened to look down at him too, with teasing and sarcasm in her smiling eyes.

He saw a clear reflection in Ning Feiyan's mirror-black eyes.

The cage in Hong Zhuang's hands is not big, it can't hold a human being at all, and he is actually a cat with snow-white hair and black circles in the cold iron cage?
Its appearance is somewhat similar to the little tiger that Xiao Junjun transformed into.

If Bai Lian was struck by lightning, he couldn't understand what Ning Feiyan wanted to do?

Milu snorted coldly, and said coldly: "That little girl just broke the seal for a few days before returning to the Demon Realm, and the other end hurt her heart, so you rush to give her a gift on the other end, I don't know , I thought you thought that I had broken my magic wings and broken my spine, and seeing that I was useless, you were in a hurry to change masters to serve you."

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" Ning Feiyan said with a smile: "Your Majesty is the ruler of the Demon Realm, so he is the Lord of the Demon Realm, so how can you talk about changing masters?"

As if he had been brushed against his scales, Mi Lu's dark eyes were full of hostility.

With a cold face, he slapped the iron cage to the ground heavily, and a black magic mist flew out of his robe sleeves.

The mist quickly enveloped Ning Feiyan's sleeves, but she didn't resist, and let herself be strangled by the magic mist with a smile in her eyes, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

Milu's brows and eyes were deeply stained with bitterness, and he stared at Ning Feiyan sadly.

"You really dare to talk to me! You are my future young concubine! Your master can only be me from the beginning to the end, don't use those crooked thoughts to try to escape from me.

Ning Feiyan, your heart, body and even a strand of hair can only be mine!Your life and death are all according to my will!Don't forget, what is the mission of your birth? ! "

The guard who defended the city froze in fright, his face was pale, and the veins on the back of his hands were tense, but he still didn't dare to speak indiscriminately.

The skin of Ning Feiyan's slender neck was strangled and deformed, her eyes were still clear and moist, her voice was gentle and sweet, and she couldn't see any rebellious appearance.

"What is Your Highness upset about? Feiyan knows what His Highness said. Today, Feiyan just wants to bring her cat back to the royal city. Since His Highness doesn't like it, Feiyan will not give it away."

Milu saw that her expression didn't seem to be perfunctory, and her appearance was even more unreasonably meek, her violent, inferior and restless heart was immediately soothed.

The magic mist dissipated suddenly, Ning Feiyan fell heavily on the ground, and there was an ugly red mark on the snow-white neck.

Under Milu's rage just now, his mind was not very clear, so without even thinking about it, he used the poison of the foul curse picked by the Great Demon Wujiang on her.

Once this poison touches the body, it cannot be washed away for three years, the skin is like a fire, and the body is entangled with filth and poison, it is extremely difficult to endure.

The antidote to the poison of the curse has not yet been refined, and it is too late for Milu to regret and feel distressed.

But seeing Ning Feiyan's eyebrows and gentle eyes, without any resentment, he was slightly relieved, and his gloomy face softened rarely.

He coaxed me softly: "I was angry just now, so don't blame me. Speaking of this matter, it's because Feiyan's actions are not flattering. The first thing that makes me happy is not to show me the first thing. Still don't allow me to be jealous?"

Milu obviously has a distorted personality that worries about gains and losses. The previous moment, he was violent and gloomy, but at this moment, he began to be gentle and coaxing.

It can be seen that he really likes Ning Feiyan, otherwise he wouldn't have guarded her here as soon as she returned to the Demon Realm.

With a bit of flattery in mind, Milu immediately bent down and condescended to pick up the cat that fell in the cage on the ground for her.

Ning Feiyan's eyes moved, but she didn't let him touch her cat at all. With a wave of her sleeves, she took the iron cage back into her hands before him.

She glanced lightly at Bai Lian, who had fallen badly in the cage, furrowed her brows calmly, and then quickly dispersed.

Ning Feiyan smiled lightly, took the cat out of the cage, hugged it in her arms, and said, "My cat was injured, and it won't be good if the blood stains His Highness's fine clothes."

Seeing that her light gauze cloud sleeves were really stained with blood, and it really looked dirty, Milu nodded and said softly: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early, as for the troublesome matter of burning incense and keeping your heart for her." , I will settle it for you, don't worry."

Ning Feiyan's eyelids drooped, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her pupils, which was only seen by Bai Lian who was lying in her arms.

"In this case, I will trouble Your Highness to worry more."

Bai Lian never knew that He Ning Feiyan, the fourth in the demon world, was actually the future young concubine of the demon clan. He knew such a secret thing when he first entered the demon world, so it was not a waste of time.

Ning Feiyan is a Four Rivers, she has her own royal palace to live in.

Surprisingly, the place where she lived was not extravagantly furnished, only four bright lamps were lit in the huge palace, and a light layer of dust fell on the seats.

There were no redundant servants in the hall, it was deserted, only she and Hong Zhuang were there.

After entering the palace, Ning Feiyan was not afraid that Bai Lian would run away, so he casually threw him under the couch, and said to Hongzhuang, "Go, make him a cat bed."

Hong Zhuang looked embarrassed, she was good at killing people, but she was really not good at this kind of craft.

But for Ning Feiyan's orders, she has always been omnipotent. Even if it was difficult, she did not hesitate to step back and study how to make a cat's nest.

The wound on Bai Lian's chest was not bandaged, and Ning Feiyan seemed extremely relieved of him. Even if it was such a fatal wound, she felt that he would not die even if he did not deal with it.

Bai Lian's body was very weak, and he couldn't move for the time being due to blood loss.

Ning Feiyan doesn't like drinking tea. There is only clear water in her palace. She wets the embroidered handkerchief with clear water, and wipes the blood on the cuffs slowly: "Since you've woken up, don't you have anything to ask?"

She turned her face sideways, stared intently at Bai Lian with those glamorous eyes, and said with a smile: "Although I have forbidden your body, I have not forbidden your words."

Bai Lian was full of questions and didn't know where to ask, and he knew that with Ning Feiyan's temperament, if he asked some key questions, she would not really give an answer.

He thought for a while, and then said, "Why did you pick me up first, because you didn't seem to want him to touch me."

Ning Feiyan was taken aback, as if he didn't expect him to ask an insignificant question when he opened his mouth.

She put down the handkerchief in her hand, rested her chin on her plain hand, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "I told you, it's very dirty."

Bai Lian was silent for a moment, and said: "If you feel dirty, how about stopping the bleeding for me first?"

Ning Feiyan laughed out loud: "What I said is, Milu is very dirty. If he touches you, I don't want to hug you anymore. This is not acceptable. If so, how can I use it in the future? you?"

Bai Lian was puzzled: "Use?"

Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes: "It means literally, you little bastard~"

　Beibei gives a hint, why is Xiaoan turned into a cat by Ning Feiyan at this time?Why a cat?There was a foreshadowing before, the devil's cat was lost, and he couldn't find it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)