long night walk

Chapter 581 Are you a villain?
The Yuxiao sword held in his arms was extremely heavy, and Bai Lian was trying to explain that he really didn't need to use this sword to protect himself.

As the words came to his lips, the wild wind outside the cave blew up, blowing down the wild grass growing wildly on the edge of the cave.

While the wild wind was mixed with the cold rain and the fragrance of green grass, a hint of blood slowly seeped in.

This bloody feeling is particularly cold and strong, as if there are dead things that have been dormant outside the entrance of the cave for a long time.

Bai Lian's eyes changed slightly, and he returned the sword calmly.

Wen Hanwei took the Yuxiao Sword and met Ye Lian's eyes. Both eyes were as deep and cold as the night, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

The originally peaceful air suddenly became solemn.

Bai Lian was also in a complicated mood. Just a moment ago, he said that with the help of the old formation in the mountains, he could temporarily protect their peace.

But he never thought that there would be demons discovering this place so soon, and they have been watching outside the cave for a long time.

If it wasn't for the wind blowing, no one inside the cave would be able to detect the strangeness outside the cave.

Moreover, even now, the three of them could only catch the smell of cold blood spreading in the air.

As for the aura of the true master, it is difficult to feel half of it.

It can be seen that the comer is by no means simple.

It's been a long time since there was any movement, Wen Hanwei had a cold light in his eyes, and was about to get up, but Bai Li'an stretched out his hand and pressed him down.

He summoned Tiance Junshan, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go out and have a look."

Now that he has become the leader of the demon world, all the demon clans except the demon lord, even those who have lost their hearts and lost their way have to give way to him when they see him.

It is far more suitable for him to meet this impressive guest than Wen Hanwei.

At this moment, the quietly burning bonfire suddenly jumped up for no reason, and the flames rose violently. The orange fire reflected the thin night, and a tall and slender silhouette was outlined in the light and shadow interlaced hole, approaching the sight of the three of them.

Bai Lian's movements of getting up suddenly froze, his eyes slowly opened wide, and he looked at the uninvited guest who was walking slowly with a look of astonishment on his face.

In the twilight, the woman in purple has a graceful silhouette, a bright face and smoky eyebrows, and her footsteps are light and scurrying like clouds.

Her long black hair was tied behind her head with a hairpin, and the black hair tied into a high ponytail cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, with countless strands, revealing a spotless wind, which was amazing.

It was none other than Ning Feiyan from the Four Rivers of the Devil Realm.

The luster in the eyes of the great witch Ning surged, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly when she saw Bai Lian's stunned appearance, Yuyan showed an ambiguous thin smile:
"At the Jungui Banquet, I was still wondering why the purple robe on the young man's body looked so familiar. I went back to the palace today and looked through the closet to realize it. Isn't that the clothes I wore when I was traveling in the clouds?"

The hosta purple clothes, purple jade tassels hanging from the waist, are different from the black hair in the past.

Today she was dressed in a man with a high ponytail, as handsome as Yushu, which was very similar to the style of the clothes Bai Lian wore that day.

It's just that it was raining lightly outside the cave at this time, she didn't know how long she had been outside, the purple clothes on her body and the color of her hair were slightly dark, obviously her body was soaked by the rain.

Ning Fei's lips were light red, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved: "Little Xianggong thinks that I look better than you in this outfit?"

When speaking, she always has a three-point smile on her face, gentle and careless.

But while she was smiling, a slender hand made of white jade protruding from the sleeve was holding two bloody heads.

The hair on that head was disheveled, and its appearance was very similar to that of a human being. Diagonal horns grew in front of the forehead, the complexion was purple, and there were lines like fish scales on the skin.

Seeing such a bloody beauty really makes people's hearts tense.

Seeing that Bai Lian didn't say a word, Ning Feiyan just frowned and stared at her.

She only thought that her uninvited appearance made everyone vigilant and unhappy.

Ning Feiyan smiled nonchalantly, lifted the two bloody heads in his hands and shook them, his tone was as easy as introducing melons to everyone.

"This is the shadow demon, who is best at tracking down the way of assassination. He is the demon of Erhe's family members. Yesterday, Zangxin released the news about Tiangan Mountain in public. Do you think he just told you? Although you are me Those who are brought into the Demon Realm can be suspicious by nature, how can you not doubt your origin and intention?"

Wen Hanwei did not let down her vigilance because of Ning Feiyan's intimacy.

Although she didn't know Mo He Su Xi, she recognized that the one in front of her was the fourth He Ning Feiyan in the demon world.

The coldness in her eyes did not dissipate, and she grasped the point instantly: "You said you brought him into the demon world?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Ning Feiyan with a pleasant face directly ignored Wen Hanwei and Ye Lian.

After a few steps, the distance between Bai Lian and Bai Lian was shortened, and a pair of watery eyes hooked him: "Young Master, don't underestimate the Demon Realm, look, you are so smart, don't you also have two little tails?"

锃!
There was a sound of Qingyue Jianming.

Bonfire jumps in disarray.

The unsheathed Yuxiao Sword lay coldly in front of Ning Feiyan, stopping her from approaching Bai Lian.

Behind the sword blade, which was as cold as autumn water, was a pair of clear eyes without waves.

Those eyes were too clear, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the shadows of Ning Feiyan.

Ning Feiyan stopped and looked at Bai Li'an resentfully: "Little Master, I helped you solve two problems, don't you praise me?"

Looking at her smile, Bai Lian felt a dull pain in his head.

Recently, this witch has often called him by her first name, and most of the time she may change her son, and the most outrageous thing is that she is just a young master when she teases others.

I don't know what serious illness happened again today, but my old attitude has reverted, and I changed into the frivolous and careless tone when I first met Guishan.

Although it was indeed a good thing for her to get rid of those two shadow demons, why did he think that Ning Feiyan's purpose for coming here today was not so simple.

Seeing him with a headache, Ning Feiyan smiled deeper, waiting for him to take the initiative to ask questions.

She was in a very bad mood today, and the toy that could be used to amuse and adjust her mood was thrown away on her own initiative and ran away. She was not happy, so naturally she would not make him too comfortable.

Bai Lian's headache was a headache, but he frowned not because she appeared here, but because of the two bloody heads in his hands. Seeing that she was still tossing them there, his brows frowned even deeper.

He couldn't help educating: "Don't play with everything in your hands, whether it's dirty or not, why don't you throw it away quickly."

Ning Feiyan was taken aback by his reaction, and subconsciously threw away the two dirty things in her hands subconsciously.

Before she could react, Wen Hanwei, who was full of murderous intent, took a look at Bai Li'an for some reason, and inexplicably put away the sword in her hand and backed away.

Seeing Wen Hanwei stop fighting, Ye Lian was also very surprised: "Junior Sister Wen?"

Taixuan Jiujing took the initiative to withdraw his sword from the Demon River?
Wen Hanwei returned to the bonfire, added a few more dry sticks to the fire, and made the fire even stronger. The strong fire light exuded the warmth of roasting people, and the damp and cold air in the cave also faded a bit.

Her amber eyes reflected the orange-red flame, and she said lightly: "It's okay for me to be my own."

Not to mention the color change on the leaf curtain, even Ning Feiyan couldn't help being stunned, his expression became extremely exciting.

She came here today to do something, so why did she become one of them, these immortal elm heads?
At this time, Bai Lian had brought a clean veil and wiped the blood between her fingers. Xu Shi felt the coldness of her palms, and pulled her sleeves to bring her to the campfire to keep warm and sit down.

He looked at her pale, weak and sickly face.Meaningfully said: "It seems that Shemoli and Jiaodu have not hurt you lightly enough, and you can still cover the mountains and wilds. You might as well take advantage of the King's Return Banquet, and tomorrow you will challenge your buried heart." .”

Once upon a time, it was normal for Ning Feiyan to hang out in various famous sects of immortals as a human monk, and to sit in a room with high-spirited people from all walks of life and discuss the magnificent scenery.

But those self-proclaimed dignified and upright people only know that she is the Seventh Elder of the Myriad Dao Immortal League, but they don't know that she is actually the Lord of the Demon River.

But at this moment, the lineup was particularly clear, and no one in the cave knew her true identity. She was sitting on the bonfire with these tribulation-crossing immortals as the Lord of the Demon River, and beside her lay a Master of the Eight Classics who was almost dying by her.

She was able to hear such absurd and naive words as "one of my own people" from Taixuan Jiujing.

It's ridiculous, even if you look at the entire demon world, it is difficult to find a demon who can claim to be "one of my own" with her.

How dare she.

With these words alone, this Taixuanzong's Fanyin Sword Sutra will be left in the world for thousands of years and will not be reborn.

Ning Feiyan, who loves to play tricks on people, felt a little awkward sitting here today for some reason.

So she decided to say something.

"Huh? I remember the concubine lying there is Jiachen, the master of the Eight Classics of Taixuanzong, right? It's really surprising. I was poisoned by the bone butterfly demon, and I was still alive. I thought it would be another three years. Then I can get a new silkworm chrysalis toy."

Ye Lian, who was sitting silently, immediately turned cold.

Wen Hanwei seemed to realize that the river master in front of her and her senior brother still had enmity.

Her small eyebrows furrowed for a while, and then she looked at the two round heads on the ground, and immediately felt relieved.

"As for the fact that you hurt senior brother Jiachen, I will fight with you in the future to find him a place, but you helped us today, and you are my child's friend. You have injuries, so I naturally I will not take advantage of the crisis to attack you at this moment."

Ning Feiyan felt that this woman's brain structure was really strange.

If the grievances between good and evil can be distinguished so simply and clearly, why are immortals and demons fighting for tens of thousands of years from ancient times to the present?

For some reason, it is clear that although Wen Hanwei's words and words are so rigid that there is a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, it is easy to make people like them.

But Ning Feiyan was extremely bored when she heard it. She was good at dealing with those self-satisfied hypocrites and villains who wanton and wanton.

But for people like Wen Hanwei who have a deep-rooted mind, they are really helpless.

Ning Feiyan figured it out. In fact, for Wen Hanwei, it doesn't matter whether the eighth senior brother lying unconscious is hurt or not. As long as he is still alive, recovery will be a matter of time.

There are some people in the same sect who are too injured to get out of bed in the martial arts competition.

Killing the shadow demons and solving their troubles, she didn't care much about the kindness. Why didn't she say that she helped her when she raised the sword just now when she was murderous, so as not to take advantage of others.

After all, it was Bai Lian who really got her to pay attention and could easily change her attitude.

Just because she thought she was Bai Lian's friend, she unreservedly put away her defenses and hostility.

It's not that the grievances and grievances are clear, it's just that they live an extremely pure life.

But Ning Feiyan had a big doubt in his heart, why did this guy think she would be that kid's friend?

Just when she was puzzled, she saw Wen Hanwei use her Yuxiao sword to turn over a few sweet potatoes with crispy skins from the campfire, picked up a sweet potato and peeled it to Ning Feiyan.

It can be seen that she is not good at this kind of daily communication and warmth. The action of carefully peeling the skin is extremely clumsy, and several pieces of scorched black skin are stained on the soft and waxy potato meat.

She peeled the perfectly roasted sweet potato like a dog.

Ning Feiyan didn't pick it up for a while, and it didn't matter if she didn't pick it up. She looked at Wen Hanwei in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Wen Hanwei forcefully stuffed the sweet potato into Ning Feiyan's hands, clearly showing good intentions in her demeanor, but with a cold face, her voice sounded a little warning: "

But one size counts, you can be friends with my kid, but he is the son-in-law of our Taixuanzong, so don't shout about it in the future. "

Like a thunderbolt, Ye Lian covered her mouth in shock and looked at Wen Hanwei in disbelief.

How did her little junior sister open up so suddenly, yet so directly and boldly.

I thought it was tolerance and acceptance, but was it a declaration of sovereignty?
Hearing this silent and shocking words, Bai Lian almost fell into the bonfire. He looked at Wen Hanwei who looked very serious and didn't seem to be joking, and his heart seemed to be galloping.

What did she mean by that?
The serious warning made Ning Feiyan stunned for a moment, but soon, a smile mixed with honey slowly appeared in her eyes.

Ning Feiyan's favorite thing is to win love with a knife and set fire to the harem.

She slowly ate the dog-gnawed sweet potato in her hand, her lips were stained with a bit of seductive honey color, and her naturally affectionate eyes glanced at it, and saw the empty space with a trace of blood left on the stone platform. on the cup.

Ning Fei looked at Bai Li'an with her chin on her cheek, her eyes filled with pity almost overflowing with emotion: "Looking at it, becoming the son-in-law of Taixuanzong really doesn't mean much, even feeding you is so perfunctory, what's the matter? So what if I feed you a mouthful of fresh and warm food? I just want you to eat these leftovers and cold dishes, I can't bear it."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to gently brush her hair, and pulled the collar a little, revealing a section of her white neck and snow-white shoulders under her black hair, with light blue blood vessels hidden under her soft skin.

Under Wen Hanwei's icy gaze, she "shamelessly" leaned forward, getting very close to Bai Lian.

"Little Xianggong..." The three words are soft and smooth, and the voice is soft and lingering: "Look, if you are hungry, I will take the initiative to give it to you to eat, but it is fresh." ?”

Bai Lian leaned back, looked down at the succubus woman who suddenly became charming for no reason, and said quietly: "Are you bewitched? Please be normal."

　Wen Xiaoyang: I heard that some people think that my and A Jing's personalities overlap? ? ? ?

　　
　
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