long night walk

Chapter 608 Raw Food
Bai Lian didn't know why she had such horrible thoughts, so she couldn't help but smiled and said: "No, of course it's better to die if you are alive. People who are alive can be born facing the sun, and they can taste all kinds of delicacies in the world. You can watch the sunrise and sunset, and when you die...then nothing will be left."

Ning Feiyan stared at him a little deeper, she was silent for a long time, and then said: "Although I was born in the devil world, and my temper is definitely not kind, but the righteous people in the world may not all be good people. The most painful knife on the body is not from the enemy, but the butcher's knife extended to you in the name of love by the most trusted and close people around you."

Bai Lian couldn't understand what she meant by her words for a while, and looked at her slightly confused.

Ning Feiyan sighed, leaned over and planted a warm kiss on the scar on his heart:

"Looking at it now, the way we get along like this is not bad, love is innocent, but it can make people unable to control themselves, and being trapped in it is no different from walking dead.

It's really sad to lose your life, give up your dignity, and finally become a wild monster in panic. "

Literally, it sounded like she was satirizing herself, but when she listened carefully, Bai Lian felt that she didn't mean it that way, as if she was hiding some other meaning.

He knows that there are many secrets that she has always controlled and known, even her own past memories, she can peek into them, but if Ning Feiyan doesn't want to tell the secrets, no one can pry a little bit out of her mouth.

Bai Lian didn't even think about finding out anything from her, so he smiled slightly and said, "The way we get along now? What kind of way is that?"

Ning Feiyan lazily raised her eyes, and replied ignorantly and wisely: "The Lushui couple, the money is gone."

Bai Lian has a pure and bullying face, but there is a lot of black water hidden in his stomach.

He looked at her 'quite unexpectedly' and said in surprise: "I just wanted to have a good time with you, Sister Yan'er, but you thought so deeply that you wanted to be husband and wife with me?"

Ning Feiyan choked on his deadly mouth again and felt a little depressed.

Not to be outdone, she said: "Then you have to take good care of yourself. If you are hollowed out by the concubine, the concubine will turn around and leave without mercy."

Bai Lian shook his head with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not so easy to figure out the accounts between you and me."

Just as Ning Feiyan was about to ask him what he meant, the palm on his chest suddenly touched a hard object.

She couldn't help squinting her eyes to take a closer look under the light of the sky, only to find that it was a bright red orb, which was wrapped by him with a plain rope and hung around her neck.

Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows and curled her lips, but she didn't speak anymore.

Outside the palace couch, the gauze is half drawn, and the residual candle is coldly shining.

While Bai Lian carried Ning Feiyan through the partition screen, the flame of the faint candle went out silently.

There is only one pillow on the couch, a porcelain white and exquisite jade pillow, with picturesque pictures of clouds and mountains depicted on it.

Bai Lian placed Ning Feiyan on the bed, and before she could get the pillow, he threw the pillow off the bed first, causing Ning Feiyan to look dissatisfied.

She said: "You were the first man who dared to get on my bed and the first man who threw my pillow."

Bai Lian put his hands on his cheeks and lay beside her: "The night in early spring is still very chilly. Jade pillows are good, but if you have too many pillows, you won't be afraid of headaches."

Ning Feiyan said: "If I don't sleep on the pillow, can I sleep on you?"

Bai Lian smiled and said nothing, the arm propped between the sides of her face suddenly lowered, passing through her cool hair and slender neck, and leaned towards her with her whole body, looking at her intently: "It's just my pillow ,so what?"

Ning Feiyan felt that this kid was flirting quietly again.

She didn't ask for a pillow either, she wrapped her arms around Bai Lian's waist very naturally, and suddenly raised a slender jade arm.

A beautiful silver butterfly condensed at the fingertips, its wings fanned the broken flames like sparks, and it fluttered into the incense burner to burn itself.

It didn't take long, and the faint mist came out with a light fragrance of tranquility.

Bai Lian asked, "What is that?"

Ning Feiyan played with the other silver butterfly carefully with her fingertips, her beautiful lover's eyes raised a smile and said: "Are you afraid of the harmful poison?"

Bai Lian held her wrist, sniffed at her fingertips, his eyes brightened slightly, and said, "An Ningxiang?"

Seeing that he was not shy at all, Ning Feiyan felt a little bored, loosened her fingertips, and yawned:
"This is the requiem butterfly, the dead butterfly that guides the dead to rest in peace. I have harmed countless people in my life, and there are always a few hard bones that will not end well. After death, I still don't forget to come to trouble me. It's very difficult.

Then I practiced this disc to eliminate all the troublesome spirits, although you are not a dead soul, but this incense can also soothe your soul and allow you to be quiet for a while, so..."

"So?" Bai Lian looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

In the dim light, Ning Feiyan was silent for a moment, then silently stretched out an arm to wrap around Bai Lian's waist, and said softly, "So, sleep with me for a while."

Bai Lian hummed softly, pulled the quilt over the two of them, and was kicked away by Ning Feiyan: "I'm too hot, don't cover the quilt."

Bai Lian touched her side neck, which was covered with hot sweat, and her body temperature was also hot. Looking at her slender ears and pale golden pupils, he guessed that this was probably the appearance of a succubus when he was in love, so he also No longer obsessed with covering her with a quilt.

As soon as his eyes were closed, the little hand on his waist became restless again.

Bai Lian's heart was shaken by her presumptuous and bold action, his cheeks were flushed, and he said, "Aren't you afraid of the heat now?"

Ning Feiyan smiled narrowly and said, "Take care of you, it will be more useful in the future."

Seeing her smiling like a cunning kitten, Bai Lian couldn't help but hold her tightly in his arms.

However, Ning Feiyan didn't like this little bird's attitude.

She broke away from Bai Lian's embrace, circled Bai Lian tightly with her backhand, and pressed his head tightly into her arms generously.

She laughed softly: "Master, don't turn your back on the guest, this is my bed."

Her skin was extremely soft, and Bai Lian's cheeks sunk deep into it, feeling soft and boneless, tender and soft.

The body temperature with a slight sweaty breath rushed into the nostrils to warm up and give off a daughter's fragrance.

For a while, it seemed to be immersed in a warm and soft ocean, like a tired bird returning to the forest, like falling into the soft embrace of a mother, so comfortable that people don't want to talk.

Bai Lian didn't have the competitive spirit of Ning Feiyan, and enjoyed this kind of warm service with peace of mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing him who had been playing tricks all night and finally calmed down, a faint smile appeared in Ning Feiyan's eyes.

Slender fingers gently combed the long hair on his back. She lowered her head and buried her cheeks in his hair, sniffing the refreshing smell she liked, and gradually became drowsy.

The two fell asleep in each other's arms, and the sky was clear. When the sound of the intermittent rain rolled up in the early morning, it finally rained heartily.

Heavy rain hit the eaves, and a slender shadow came through the wind and rain.

The afterimage entered the room at an extremely fast speed like a ghost, and it was even difficult to catch the afterimage, as two rows of wet marks had been left on the ground.

The extinguished candle suddenly rekindled, illuminating a dim corner of light.

The candlelight illuminated the quiet face of the woman on the bed, her long eyelashes were slowly opened, and her pale golden eyes glanced calmly outside the tent, but she didn't make a sound.

Hong Zhuang was drenched all over, her eyes froze in shock and stood two meters away from the edge of the bed, looking in disbelief at the two people who were tightly embracing and entangled together on the bed.

The pupils of the female killer who was always with the darkness trembled, and she almost lost her voice: "What are you doing?!"

The sudden questioning made Bai Lian, who was soundly asleep, tremble and woke up.

Ning Feiyan frowned, looked at Hong Zhuang and said coldly, "What are you doing so loudly?"

Bai Lian, who had a rare good sleep, got out of Ning Feiyan's arms in a daze. He rubbed his eyes, sat up straight slowly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice in the early morning: "Well... don't sleep much. for a while?"

Seeing such an absurd scene with her own eyes, Ning Feiyan not only didn't feel flustered or shy, but slowly lay on her side and said, "Sleep any longer, you don't need to read today's book."

Bai Lian yawned and said, "I've read all those books last night, so I can sort them out today and ask the Demon Lord for a new batch."

As he was speaking, he was about to turn over and get out of bed, but as soon as his legs stepped off the edge of the bed, he saw the red makeup standing there like a ghost, full of resentment and coldness.

The giant bone-slicing knife at her waist was firmly held in her hand, her eyes were like eating people, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

Bai Lian's lips twitched, his leg quickly retracted, his scalp was numb, and he quickly pulled the quilt over his body, and stared at Ning Feiyan: "You don't want to tell me that someone is here!"

Ning Feiyan lazily stretched her waist, her curves were exquisite, and her snow-white skin was dotted with enchanting red marks.

She stretched her two smooth calves into the bed without paying any attention, coquettishly: "I'm very cold."

Bai Lian's face was dark, but she opened the quilt and wrapped her in together. The two of them curled up in the quilt, only two small heads were exposed, and the two of them looked at Hongzhuang with round eyes. Uninterested guy.

Ning Feiyan pursed her lips and smiled lazily, half joking and half sarcasm: "Little Hongzhuang, look, the man of His Majesty the Demon Lord is now hooked into the bed by my sister, are you scared?"

Not only was she frightened, Hong Zhuang was almost terrified by her desperate act of courting death.

But apart from being frightened, she was more shocked and puzzled, that was Ning Feiyan's bed, when did the second person sleep soundly?

Not only that, but they also...

Hongzhuang felt that her brain was not enough.

But looking at her sister's appearance, she was not forced or unwilling, so with the knife in her hand, should she chop or not?

Bai Lian hit the little head next to him hard with his own head, and said angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you out."

Ning Feiyan was obviously pretending to be obedient to show Hong Zhuang, her cheeks were softly pressed against Bai Lian's face.

Her eyes were half-closed like a cat, and she looked evil and charming: "Officer, don't be angry, Hongzhuang's mouth is strict, and His Majesty the Demon Lord will not know about our cheating."

Bai Lian laughed angrily: "You call this cheating?"

Seeing that he was really angry, Ning Feiyan politely stopped making jokes about the two of them.

She glanced at Hongzhuang casually, with the same attitude of not paying attention to her in the past: "Leaving on my own initiative, and coming back on my own initiative, I don't remember that I kept such an unruly knife."

A moment ago, she was petty and gentle, but now she is indifferent and alienated.

The red makeup froze, and slowly lowered her head.

Ning Feiyan said again: "Also, without permission, who made you draw your sword in my hall?"

If it were the past, Hong Zhuang might have withdrawn the knife early.

But this time it was different, her shoulders trembled slightly, and the knife in her hand also trembled continuously, but the knife did not take it back.

She raised her head slowly, and took off the mask on her face with one hand. The half of her completely ruined face looked like a ghost, and it was unavoidably shocking to look at.

Hongzhuang's eyes were slightly red, and her voice trembled: "I went home a few days ago."

Ning Feiyan nodded and said, "You followed me into the Demon City. You haven't returned home in 2000. Now it's good to go back and have a look."

Hong Zhuang stared straight at her: "Sister, you have been fighting in the capital city for 2000 years, fighting against the sky and fate, have you ever thought about going home?"

Ning Feiyan chuckled and said, "What are you going back there to do? What? Could it be that something good happened, Auntie, she is going to give birth to a younger sister for us?"

"Ning Feiyan!" This was the first time Hong Zhuang spoke to her so loudly.

In the flowing candlelight, her eyelashes became wet suddenly, her body trembled violently, but no tears fell from her dry red eyes, and she didn't know if she had cried dry tears on the way home.

She said hoarsely, "Daddy is gone..."

Outside the window, there was a sudden thunder, the sky was split, and the heavy clouds seemed to be burning amidst the thunder.

Bai Lian could feel the hot body temperature of another body in the bed slowly subside.

Ning Feiyan lay quietly on the soft quilt, without speaking, her expression was very calm, but her pale golden eyes were deep and burning, as if there was a fire burning in them.

She seemed to be quietly waiting for Hong Zhuang to finish speaking, but after waiting for a long time, Hong Zhuang did not continue to speak.

Ning Feiyan: "And then?" As soon as the three words fell, it was like a breeze sweeping away, without waves or waves.

Hong Zhuang finally couldn't help it, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Ning Feiyan laughed softly: "Why are you crying? What is there to cry about? The old man has lived for at least 3 years. Even though the succubus is far older than humans, the [-]-year-old succubus is also Not exactly the prime of life.

Coupled with his poor cultivation base and the injuries he suffered in the early years, it is not uncommon for him to reach his end. "

Hongzhuang vigorously wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve, but there was no trace of blood on her face, she shook her head: "Father, he didn't die, he was eaten alive, not even a corpse left, Now there is only one clothes tomb."

　If you say double shift, double shift duck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)