After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Chapter 66 An Existence Worthy of His Admiration
Without Ning Xiang, Liu Shiqi didn't have to pretend to be dumb, and asked Mo Yinxing when he was walking in the rain: "Master, how do you feel, you sent Ning Xiang away on purpose?"

"Don't feel it, I did it on purpose." Mo Yinxing didn't deny it, but he didn't explain the reason either.

As his subordinate, Liu Shiqi was very curious, but his master didn't take the initiative to say it, and he couldn't go beyond the rules to ask, so he could only move forward full of doubts.

Although the place where little Pei Zhuo'an lives looks like a nice palace on the surface, after entering, everything is revealed.

Although there are the most basic tables, chairs and benches inside, most of them lack arms and legs. The only bed that can be seen is at the position by the window at this time, because the window is also broken with a big hole, and the rain and wind are blowing. He scraped at it, and it was already in a semi-wet state.

Little Pei Zhuo'an was a little slow at first, but when he saw his bed was soaked by the rain, he quickened his pace instantly, but his leg was injured, and his body fell forward uncontrollably as soon as he was too fast.

"Boom!!"

He fell hard, but he didn't care about the severe pain from his body at all. Instead, he quickly crawled to the side of the bed in this posture, and pulled the things on it to a place where there was no rain.

Mo Yinxing had already arrived at little Pei Zhuoan's side, and he could clearly see some papers and women's handkerchiefs falling from under his blackened pillow.

Liu Shiqi panicked out of curiosity, and moved Fenglang's head forward to have a look.

After getting so close, he realized that although the clothes looked a bit small, the golden sun pattern embroidery on it was very conspicuous.

"Isn't this the uniform of Shaoyang Feng's disciples?"

Surprised, a gust of rain and wind blew away the stack of papers under the disciple's clothes, and some were blown under Liu Shiqi's wolf claws, allowing him to see clearly.

Half of the paper was soaked by rain, and the ink on it was also smudged.

But even so, he could still see that the little man painted on the paper was at least seventy-eight percent like Ning Xiang's portrait. Son, obviously a little more immature.

While Liu Shiqi was in a daze, little Pei Zhuo'an quickly picked up the papers that had been blown by the rain and wind one by one, and then lightly put them away, as if to him, these were extremely rare things.

Mo Yinxing saw that little Pei Zhuoan was struggling to pick it up, and some descriptions he had read from the plot of the original book came to mind again, and gathered his own magic power to help little Pei Zhuoan pick it up quietly.

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, even if he did this, he couldn't change the facts of the year.

But for Pei Zhuoan, who is worthy of his admiration, he still wants to help him.

Ning Xiang didn't know what happened at Mo Yinxing's side, and now she was looking at the fake treasure-hunting mouse condensed with her cultivation base, looking at the two eunuchs who were pressed under their buttocks and kept being attacked by its claws, and felt The anger and depression finally cleared up.

"Yes, yes, uppercut, give him another uppercut!!" Treasure Hunter was very interested in this fake one, and commanded it from the side.

Seeing that the fake treasure hunting mouse jumped up again and broke the leg bones of the two eunuchs, Ning Xiang felt that it was almost done, so she put the fake treasure hunting mouse away with a heavy heart.

Treasure Hunting Mouse was a bit unsatisfied: "Why did you put it away so quickly, these two scumbags, you should torture them again!!"

"It's just an illusion, almost enough. Compared to this, I suddenly remembered a long time ago."

It was also at that moment just now that that incident came to her mind.

"What happened in the past? It has something to do with your little brother?"

Ning Xiang pursed her lips and turned around, and said as she walked towards Pei Zhuo'an's residence, "I'm not sure yet, I have to go and see for myself."

The treasure hunting mouse gave an "oh" and jumped on Ning Xiang's shoulder, seeming to remember something, and asked her, what did she say to A Mo before?
"I, Shushu, is your spirit beast anyway, there is no need to avoid me, Shushu, for some things, right?"

Ning Xiang and A Mo made a promise that they would not tell anyone else. It was a bit difficult to be asked by Treasure Hunter right now.

After all, the treasure hunter is not a human, but her spirit beast.

After thinking for a while, she looked down at the curious treasure hunting mouse: "You can say it, but you have to promise me that you can't tell anyone else, not even other beasts."

The treasure hunter agreed happily, and Ning Xiang told Amo that he was a demon, and whether he was a demon or a mahogany tree.

"Peach Blossom? Then isn't he the young master of the demon clan? He didn't die?!"

Treasure Hunter's pupils were shocked, and after being shocked, he remembered the word "peach blossom", frowned and asked Ning Xiang again: "But if his demon body is made of peach blossom wood, why doesn't he have any fragrance of peach blossom on him? Yin Xing, those who didn’t know, thought he was Mahogany.”

Ning Xiang was stunned by the words of Treasure Hunting Mouse, and then she shook her head with a smile and said, "Of course it is impossible. Mo Yinxing is a demon, and Amo is a demon. There is still a big gap between the two races." , they can never be the same person."

Furthermore, if it is, Amo can tell her the truth, so why hide it.

"That's right, that devil has a lot of devilish energy. If he wasn't from the devil race, people from the devil world would have discovered it before us." Treasure hunting mouse was persuaded by Ning Xiang, so he didn't bring up the matter again, and turned around and started What Ning Xiang just said about the past.

Ning Xiang looked at the somewhat familiar surroundings of the palace, but it did change a lot. After a moment of silence, she said, "Didn't I say that I came to the palace once when I was 11 years old? There was a prince who was bullied."

"Ah? Could it be Pei Zhuo'an? Isn't he the prince."

Ning Xiang shook her head: "I'm not sure, that's why I went to have a look."

If Pei Zhuo'an is the prince she saved back then, then she needs to apologize to him.

After the girl finished speaking, she suppressed the darkness in her eyes, walked through the rain curtain and entered the little Pei Zhuo'an's residence.

When she arrived, the previous mess had been tidied up, and little Pei Zhuoan was like a wounded little animal. From some corner, he dug out a bag of grass wrapped in rags and smashed it with stones. He rolled up his trousers after mixing in his own saliva.

It was also when his trouser legs were rolled up that Ning Xiang discovered that there was an extremely deep scar spreading from the root of his thigh to his calf. Apart from some blood and pus, there was also some green grass juice on the scar. He did it.

Little Pei Zhuoan covered the horrific wound with the crushed grass. The pain made his body tremble, and the fingertips of the right hand holding the grass were still a little white because of too much force.

At this moment, the ugly flute sounded again, and with it, there was a black-red smoke.

　Mo Yinxing: Although he is my rival in love, he is really worse than me.

　　Pei Zhuoan: Huh.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)