Floating clouds cover the moon. When the curtain falls, the wind stirs up a thin mist of flowers and drizzle, and the dim moonlight shines through the clouds.
There was also a little bit of the lingering cold flower fragrance blown by the night wind. On top of this city palace with floating clouds and mist, a clear and beautiful figure swept up the corner of the glazed eaves, and its body was agile and moving.
I don't know if it was because the light rain was washing the tiles, but it was too slippery. The figure, as slim as smoke, was unsteady on its feet, staggered, and almost fell from the eaves.
A hand suddenly came through the rain, firmly grabbed her arm, and pulled her back to the eaves.
As soon as Ning Feiyan stood firm, she looked at the palm on her arm, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said nothing.
Suddenly looming under the night was the female demon assassin Hongzhuang. Her face was covered with a new waning moon mask, and most of her face was wrapped in a cloak.
As if aware of her gaze, she slowly let go of her palms, her tone vaguely worried: "Are you... okay?"
Ning Feiyan's slightly squinted eyes opened a little, and her eyes half-stained with coldness were pure and silent, showing no trace of the world's customs, no feelings, no desires, no desires.
She dusted her sleeves and said calmly: "What can happen to me?"
But if you look closely at her quiet appearance, you can taste the poison and ruthlessness with barbs.
Hong Zhuang's expression was stiff. Her purple lotus dress seemed to have been scratched by countless sharp objects, making it difficult to cover her body. Her long legs and slender waist were exposed to attract people's eyes. There were many traces on her originally fair skin that Hong Zhuang couldn't understand.
It was bruised and red, and looked like it had been severely abused.
Her face was even more pale and weak, her eyes were misty, her lips were chapped, and even her voice was mute.
It was a bit difficult to even stand at this moment, as if someone was about to take half of his life.
The brilliance in his eyes was gone, and the pair of fiery red beads hanging between his ears dimmed considerably.
Hongzhuang had never seen her look like this before. Even though she looked as cold as frost on the outside, distant and calm, she couldn't hide the helplessness and embarrassment in her bones.
She couldn't help but feel her heart twitch: "I have always listened to you and waited for your orders secretly in the city, but it took three days as soon as you entered the inner palace. Although that boy's cultivation is not high, his methods are quite weird. I'm worried about you. for a long time."
The rain was getting heavier, and the cold jade beads hitting her body felt quite chilly. Hongzhuang hurriedly took off her clothes and put them on Ning Feiyan's body. Inadvertently, she saw the bright red tooth marks on her shoulders under her ripped clothes.
The wind blowing on her sleeves stirred up the faint scent of peony on her body. Her red eyes opened slightly and she tilted her head. She felt that besides this elegant body fragrance, there was also a very faint smell that could not be concealed by rain and dew.
A blush suddenly appeared on the half of the face that was not covered by the mask. Her fingers were slightly stiff and she couldn't understand it, but due to the succubus' keen nature, she vaguely guessed something.
Ning Feiyan glanced at her lightly, lightly gathered her outer robe, covering up all the embarrassment and humiliation in her body, and then threw out a purple magic talisman, which instantly turned into a cloud-riding golden chariot, flying in the sky.
"Let's talk after we get in the car."
The two of them tapped the corners of the eaves with their toes and swept into the golden car.
In the car, incense was burned and tea was set. Ning Feiyan leaned half on the beauty's couch and took a sip of tea, which made her hoarse voice feel a little clearer.
Hongzhuang waited quietly aside. Although Ning Feiyan's gestures and gestures were the same as before, she could faintly feel that she was in a very bad mood at this moment.
She couldn't imagine what Ning Feiyan had experienced in the past three days, because she didn't think there was anyone in this world who could make her suffer such a big loss.
Even in the year of the clan change, when the previous Lord of the Four Rivers massacred the Succubus clan, the Succubus clan had not yet risen, and the entire clan could not fight the terrifying Lord of the Four Rivers together.
Ning Feiyan, as the victim chosen by the clan, was sent to serve in the Four Rivers King's Palace, just to appease the anger of the river master and in exchange for the vitality of the clan.
The former Lord of the Four Rivers was famous for his cruelty and ruthlessness. He tortured countless succubi to death, and none of them could completely walk out of his palace.
He loved teasing the prey in his mouth, and promised that if the toys sent to his palace that year could survive three days, he would spare the lives of thousands of people in the succubus family.
Hongzhuang remembered that on the eve of her being sent to the Palace of the Four Rivers, her mother and father poured countless life-extending secret medicines to strengthen her body. Regardless of the pain, which was like a bone scraping steel knife entering her abdomen, she still wanted to drink one bowl after another. She poured it in just so that she could survive these three days for the sake of the life and death of the entire clan.
Just when everyone thought she would be eaten by the River Lord until no bones were left.
When the door of the Three-Day Palace opened, what the demons saw was an extremely bloody and terrifying scene.
Ning Feiyan was sitting in front of the window, carefully wiping the blood between her fingers, her posture was gentle, her brows were calm and calm, and her eyes were as gentle and friendly as usual.
The clothes on his body were intact and there was no change from three days ago.
But it's really because of such calm gentleness and friendliness that it makes people even more creepy.
The good things that can be seen by people are mostly superficial. If the real evil can be hidden deep in the bones without being seen at all, then it will be truly terrifying.
It was also that year that Hongzhuang seemed to know her sister for the first time.
Master Sihe, who had made countless demons fearful, was hung in the royal palace covered in blood. The entire skin was pulled off and completely spread out in front of the window sill to dry.
Everyone thought she was the prey sent into the trap, but who could have known that during these three days, she was the real hunter.
What was even more frightening was that the moment the palace door was pushed open, there was not a single piece of flesh left on the body of Master Sihe, whom they respected. During these three days, every inch of his flesh was cut off and he suffered all kinds of inhumane injuries. Even though he was tortured, he was still alive.
The situation of the immortal promise three days ago was completely reversed.
Ning Feiyan entered the royal palace intact and became the new master of the royal palace, while the previous Lord Sihe was exiled to the Wasteland City and spent the rest of his life in humiliation.
Hongzhuang knew very well what a terrifying existence the former Lord of Sihe River was, but even so, he could not get any advantage from Ning Feiyan.
So today, even though Ning Feiyan was in a mess, Hongzhuang didn't dare to think too much about it.
Because these years, she has long been a god-like existence in her heart that no one can invade.
She quickly drank the tea in the cup in her hand. Ning Feiyan threw the empty cup on the table and gathered her robe lazily.
She looked at the flying rain in the sky with a distant look, and suddenly said: "This plan has failed, and Kunlun has plotted against it."
Her tone was very calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "You guessed right, I lost my body in the dormitory just now."
Thunder rang in the sky, and the lightning reflected half of her red face pale. She trembled all over and couldn't calm down for a long time. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go back and help you kill him!"
"Kill him?" Ning Feiyan chuckled: "He is now the Lord of the Six Rivers. Killing the Lord of the Rivers is the death penalty for genocide. Do you dare?"
Hongzhuang's face froze, but she still said extremely seriously: "He bullied you, I dare you!"
A mocking chuckle appeared at the corner of Ning Feiyan's mouth, and he did not hide it in front of her: "Killing someone in anger can change anything? But it's just a skinny body, just throw it away. Do you think I will really be upset by this kind of thing? care?"
Hongzhuang's eyes were slightly red, and for some reason, seeing her treating her so casually, she felt more and more sad.
"What's the difference between him treating you like this and destroying you? Feiyan, you are the young concubine chosen by Shaojun. Now that Shaojun Milu has lifted the seal and returned to the demon world, he will definitely marry you as his concubine in the future. If you call him If you know this, you will definitely be furious. Even if you are the Lord of the Four Rivers, you will not be able to eliminate the Young Master's anger and punishment."
Hearing this, the sarcasm in Ning Feiyan's eyes deepened. She slowly opened a white and slender palm from her sleeve, stared at her fingertips carefully, and chuckled: "Destroy me? Haha... if he... If you are really capable of destroying me, that is really something worth looking forward to, as for Milu.”
Ning Feiyan's eyes turned slightly, ignoring Bo Liang: "Are you still dreaming about the young concubine? In your heart, we, the succubus clan, all obey the orders of the young master and should be his most loyal subordinates. If he needs it, , we should take the initiative to dedicate everything we have, even if it is the order to rescue the Demon Lord this time, I will have to complete it for him even if I have to waste hundreds of years of Anzi's hard work buried deep in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance."
Hongzhuang was startled, hearing the sarcasm and contempt in her tone, and said slightly: "The succubus family has been loyal to the demon world and the monarch for generations. Young Lord is the only legitimate successor of the old devil monarch. We obey his orders, no matter what. Should it?"
Ning Feiyan sneered: "But in his eyes, you and I are just discarded pieces on his chessboard. Although His Majesty the Demon Lord is not of orthodox origin, who has such great achievements in his body, who dares to challenge him?
Milu wanted his sister to die in this bronze battle, but at the same time he wanted to win over people's hearts. Everyone in the demon world knew that you and I were the humerus under her hands, so he issued a death order to rescue her no matter what the price. The Demon Lord, on the other hand, arranged for Erhe to bury the heart to prevent the Demon Lord from resurrecting. From now on, you and I are just pitiful victims in this conspiracy theory. "
How can four rivers fight against two rivers? In his heart, he already knows how to make a choice.
At the cost of sacrificing Sihe, he gained the name of righteousness in saving his blood relatives. In the end, he won everyone's hope and won the unanimous support of the demon clan, and he took all the righteousness alone.
If she dies, everyone in the demon world will only sigh and admire the young master for breaking his bones to save his relatives, and are convinced.
If she is lucky enough to survive and return this time, this body of the Succubus Cauldron will fulfill the oath she made back then and be dedicated to Milu for him to practice and nourish, sacrificing his Yuan Yin cultivation to suppress and restrain the evil in his body. The beast that sacrifices to the abyss.
Using her energy to replenish his body, the four rivers in the demon world will change owners again.
Compared to becoming a plaything in Milu's palm, what does this mere humiliation mean?
Not to mention that the young man didn't know how to make up for it at all. After these three days, it would be better to say that she had gained more by taking it.
Although he was tortured and humiliated by Hao Sheng, he had tried all kinds of tricks, the pillow was scratched by him, and his body was extremely exhausted.
But most of the young man's energy was also refined and replenished by her, and the benefits were astonishing. She actually condensed demonic energy in these three days without realizing it.
The succubus clan is born with spiritual bodies, but they have always been weak and not afraid of force. Because of the special demon body, other demon clans can condense demon essence with infinite quality and attributes to support demon spirits, but they, the succubus clan, have no idea about the magic essence. Is born with a disability.
If the ancestor of the succubus hadn't bewitched the emperor to sink, allowing him to bring the divine energy of heaven and earth into his body, wandering in the ancient secret forest every night, the ancestor of the succubus would eventually steal the divine energy, assimilate with the forest, and protect him for generations.
It is difficult for the succubus clan to reach this stage.
But Ning Feiyan never expected that a ridiculous encounter with the young man with the bones of a black immortal would bring her such an unexpected surprise.
Although Ning Feiyan hated using this method to cultivate demonic energy, after careful calculation, it was better than being used by Na Milu as a tool and then thrown away casually.
Hongzhuang's expression was complicated and worried: "But after all, nothing can stop the fire. When you return to the devil world this time, the young master will definitely ask you to marry him as his concubine. As a human subject, how can you deceive and evade."
Ning Feiyan chuckled and said: "Only the weak will let others manipulate them. Now, I have found a fun thing to do with our Demon Lord. As for Milu..."
"He's not qualified to play with us yet."
Hongzhuang was stunned for a moment.
Ning Feiyan couldn't get any sleep for three days, and her eyes were filled with tiredness. She yawned lazily and said, "Don't think about killing that corpse demon boy. Although he is not a very lovable little thing, he is patient and patient." But our Majesty likes to hide his sword and keep him as a toy by his side. We will have fun in the future."
Hongzhuang didn't realize it. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Did she really have no grudges about losing her virginity?
For an ordinary daughter's family, shouldn't this be a state of grief and anger, and a state of despair?
Why can she be so calm that it's almost abnormal to analyze the general trend of the demon world with her?
Sometimes, Hongzhuang really doesn't know if there is anything else in this world that can make someone like her really care about Shangxin.
Ning Feiyan is her god, and it has never changed.
It was only now that she suddenly realized that her god had become so empty at some point.
Or perhaps she has been like this from the beginning.
When her family was in trouble, she was severely disfigured and lived like a ghost. Her parents hated her and abandoned her. It was Ning Feiyan who saved her and protected her.
From that day on, she made her living by protecting her sister, and became the sharpest knife in Young Master Milu's hand, whatever the blade pointed at, the direction of his heart.
But what about sister, is there anything in her heart that is worth protecting?
Perhaps she was really tired. Ning Feiyan, wrapped in a red robe, lay on the beauty's couch and gradually fell asleep.
With her eyes closed and silent, she was still so beautiful that no one could tell that she was worried about anything.
Hongzhuang sighed softly, and went over to pull a light blanket for her, covering her body, looking at her sleeping face quietly, and finally couldn't help but call her softly: "Sister...good night."
She knew that even if she was asleep, even if she was guarding her, her sister would never show any flaws or weaknesses for her to see.
"It looks like you've slept well these days?" Qingxuan, the female officer, couldn't help but joked as she looked at Bai Lian's pale face.
Balian didn't know why he became more and more tired after drinking three clear wines. He rubbed his waist calmly, frowned and said, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Qingxuan?"
The female officer Qingxuan smiled slightly and said: "I wonder if the city lord thinks that his body has changed in the past few days?"
Seeing her unfathomable smile, Balian couldn't help but be startled.
Of course there are changes, and they are huge changes.
After being drunk for three days, Balian fell asleep in confusion, but when he woke up, he found that the spiritual power nodes in his body had been connected and ignited.
Courtyard.
Sun and moon.
Shenque.
These are the three most important spiritual power nodes between the chest and abdomen. Day and night, they are opened and ignited simultaneously to connect the heart and the inner world. They form a spiritual line like a small river of fine veins and tributaries, connecting these four spiritual lines. The force nodes wind and form an extremely thin bridge.
The divine palace is in the belly, and the deep palace is in the heart.
There is a corpse bead of Shebi corpse hidden in his belly, and all his dark power is hidden in that corpse bead.
But when these three bridge-like spiritual power nodes were connected and formed into a line, the dark power hidden in the corpse beads echoed in the distance of Youfu.
Every time the power of darkness flows into the Heart Meridian Palace like a rising tide, there will be a strange resonance there, followed by a vibration.
Sometimes, it gives Balian the illusion that his heart is resuscitating and beating.
But the corpse demon is a dead body, and it is impossible for a dead heart to beat again.
But he really felt that a certain existence hidden in his heart was indeed slowly 'waking up'.
As that existence changed, the corpse bead in his body also felt a trembling surrender.
It is precisely because of this that Balian's cultivation has increased at an astonishing speed, and he does not even need to deliberately break through the realm to practice. The spiritual power in his body is constantly flushing his meridians and nodes.
After waking up and meditating for a while to stabilize himself, he actually broke through to the ninth level of Takumi.
The distance from Chengling is only a simple knock on the door.
He had no idea what happened in the past three days to cause such amazing changes in his body.
Looking at Qingxuan's expression, Bailian keenly sensed that she might know something. He raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Xianling City Three Clear Wine has a miraculous effect. Si Chen has improved a lot in his cultivation these days. Thank you very much for this opportunity.”
Qingxuan couldn't help but smile. She led Bailian all the way to the Divine Armory of Xianling City and said, "You should have earned all this, so how can you say thank you? In addition to the three clear wine banquets at night, all the new city lords in the past have You have the qualification to choose weapons in the arsenal of gods. I see that City Lord Si has not been able to have a suitable weapon in his hands so far, so I might as well pick three today."
Balian already knew the rule of choosing weapons if they could be put into the warehouse, but he didn't know that he could still choose three items.
This selection of divine weapons is also a test of eyesight, and Qingxuan will not go in with him.
It didn't take long for Bailian to enter the warehouse, and he soon came out with three things in his hands.
After seeing the three things in his hand, Qingxuan's eyes paused slightly, inevitably a little disappointed.
A sword.
A stone.
And a jade pot.
They are all leftovers from the divine arsenal.
