The host of fast time travel is forced to marry every day

Ning Zhao nodded indifferently, without even looking at her, "Then this good luck will be left to the next person."

Hui Niang: "..."

Hui Niang couldn't control her expression anymore, her face turned cold all of a sudden, no matter how anxious the bustard was, she angrily lifted her skirt and went straight back to the upstairs room.

And Ning Zhao didn't care how Yuan Yao dawdled, he just took her hand and walked out.

He didn't let her go until he was out of the flower building.

However, Yuan Yao still couldn't help looking back.

Ning Zhao noticed her reluctant expression, couldn't help but tapped her on the head with his fingers, and said in a rather speechless tone, "Do you really want to enter her room?"

Yuan Yao covered her head and said innocently, "Didn't you say you wanted to hear her sing?"

Ning Zhao snorted, "I want to hear her sing, but I don't want to be molested by her."

Yuan Yao blinked.

Ning Zhao looked at her regretful expression, shook his head, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, we will be here for a few more days, can I take you to listen to other people's songs?"

Yuan Yao smiled and nodded.

The two walked towards the inn.

However, at this time, a layer of white mist suddenly filled the street.

Immediately afterwards, the pedestrians on the street who looked like human beings changed into various strange shapes one after another.

Snake face with human body, horse face with bull head, etc...

Everywhere.

The scene can be described as spectacular.

Before Yuan Yao came back to her senses, they retreated to both sides of the street, bowing down respectfully.

The bustling streets also instantly became quiet.

A few minutes later, a magnificent sedan chair slowly appeared from the white mist, from far to near.

The sedan chair was carried by four big men with cold faces, and there was a flag with the word "demon" in red letters on a black background hanging on it, which seemed to show the identity of the person in the sedan chair.

Yuan Yao was staring at the sedan chair intently, when someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her gently to a side alley, away from the crowd.

It also happens to be a visual blind spot.

Ning Zhao pushed Yuan Yao against the wall, while he stood in front of her.

He turned his eyes sideways, his eyes fell on the white mist in the street outside the alley, and he said nothing for a long time.

Looking at his slightly serious expression, Yuan Yao probably guessed the current situation, so she didn't make a sound.

Only when the white mist gradually dissipated, Ning Zhao relaxed slightly, then turned to explain to her, "Where the demon king passes by, all demon officials and ordinary people below him must salute in their original form, so show respect."

Yuan Yao suddenly understood.

People like her and Ning Zhao who sneaked in could not show their "true shape" under such circumstances, and they were intruders who could be seen at a glance.

No wonder Ning Zhao was so nervous just now.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yao even became a little apprehensive, and looked at Ning Zhao with some resentment, her whole face was swollen with anger.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier! I was almost about to be taken to the Demon Palace just now!"

One moment in the Demon Palace and another in the Demon Palace, Yuan Yao felt that her few lives were not enough to die.

Probably because her expression was so funny, Ning Zhao burst out laughing when she heard her complaint.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching her white and soft cheek, "So afraid of being caught? Huh?"

Yuan Yao looked at him silently and didn't speak.

Ning Zhao sighed, pinched her cheek again, and then comforted her, "Don't worry, demon kings rarely leave the palace, today is bad luck, and we won't be able to touch him in the future."