The Yuxiao Sword held in his arms was particularly heavy-handed, and Balian was about to explain that he really didn't need to use this sword to protect himself.
As the words reached his lips, the wild wind outside the cave picked up, one after another, blowing down the crazy weeds growing around the edge of the cave.
While the wild wind mixed with the cool rainwater and the fragrance of green grass, it slowly penetrated and drifted in with a hint of blood.
This bloody feeling was particularly cold and strong, as if something dead had been dormant outside the cave entrance for a long time.
Balian's eyes changed slightly and he returned the sword calmly.
Wen Hanwei took the Yuxiao Sword and made eye contact with Ye Liang. Both of their eyes were as deep and cold as night, with deep vigilance in their eyes.
The originally peaceful air suddenly became solemn.
Balian's mood was also a little complicated. A moment ago, he said that with this old formation in the mountain, he could temporarily protect their peace. However, he never thought that a demon would discover this place so soon and have been waiting outside the cave for a long time.
If it hadn't been for the wind, no one in the cave would have noticed anything strange outside the cave.
Moreover, even now, the three of them can only capture the cold smell of blood spreading in the air, but it is difficult to sense the breath of the real master.
It can be seen that the coming one is by no means simple.
There was no movement for a long time. There was a cold light in Wen Hanwei's eyes. She was about to stand up, but was pushed down by Bailian's hand. He summoned Tiance Junshan and said in a deep voice: "I'll go out and take a look."
Now that he has become the leader of the demon world, in this demon world, all the demons except the Demon Lord, even the likes of Zang Xin and Mi Lu, have to show courtesy when they see him.
Let him meet this distinguished guest for a while, which is far better than Wen Hanwei's appearance.
At this moment, the quietly burning bonfire suddenly jumped up for no reason, and the fire became fierce. The orange firelight reflected the thin night. A tall and slender outline was outlined in the cave entrance where the light and shadow were interlaced, and it walked gracefully into the sight of the three people.
Balian suddenly froze when he stood up, his eyes slowly opened wide, and he looked at the uninvited guest who was walking slowly with a look of shock.
The purple-clothed woman in the dim light has a graceful silhouette, a bright face and smoky eyebrows, and light and springy steps like flowing clouds. Her long dark hair is tied behind her head with a hairpin, and her black hair tied into a high ponytail flows down her shoulders like a waterfall. Thousands of threads reveal a spotless wind, which is astonishing. It was none other than Ning Feiyan from Sihe in the Demon Realm.
The luster in her eyes surged, and she couldn't help but curl her lips slightly when she saw Bai Lian's astonished look, and her beautiful face showed an ambiguous smile: "On the day of your return banquet, I was still wondering what the purple robe on my little husband looked like. The clothes looked very familiar. I went back to the palace today and looked through the wardrobe before I realized that those were not the clothes I wore when I was traveling around."
Wearing purple clothes with jade hairpins and purple jade tassels hanging from her waist, she is different from the past with black silk and curly hair. Today, she is dressed in a tall ponytail as handsome as a jade tree, which is very similar to the style of clothes that Bai Lian wore that day.
It was just that it was raining lightly outside the cave at this time. She didn't know how long she had been outside. The color of her purple clothes and hair was slightly darker, and she was obviously soaked by the rain.
Ning Feiyan's lips were painted light red and her eyebrows were curved as she said, "My dear husband, do you think I look as good as you in this outfit?"
When she spoke, she always had a smile on her face and was gentle and carefree.
But while she was smiling, a slender hand made of white jade protruding from the edge of her sleeve was holding two bloody heads.
The head had messy hair and looked very similar to a human head. It had diagonal horns on its forehead, its skin was purple, and its face had lines like fish scales. It was clearly a high-level demon general in the demon world.
The sight of such a bloody beauty really makes people's hearts tighten.
Ning Feiyan saw that Balian didn't say a word, but just stared at her with a tight frown.
She just thought that her uninvited appearance made everyone wary and unhappy. Ning Feiyan smiled nonchalantly, raised the two bloody heads in his hands and shook them, his tone was as relaxed as if he was introducing melons to everyone. .
"This is the shadow demon, the best at tracking assassination methods. It is the demon that belongs to Erhe Zianxin. Yesterday Zianxin released the news about Tiangan Mountain in public. Do you think he just told you about it? Although you are me Those who were brought into the demon world are suspicious by nature, how could they not doubt your origins and intentions?"
Wen Hanwei did not let down her guard because of Ning Feiyan's intimate gesture. Although she did not know Mohe Suxi, she recognized that the person in front of her was Ning Feiyan, the fourth river in the demon world. The chill in her eyes did not dissipate, and she instantly grasped Focus on this: "You said you brought him into the demon world?"
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ning Feiyan, who had a pleasant face, ignored Wen Hanwei and Ye Lian. In a few steps, she closed the distance with Bai Lian, and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes: "My dear husband, but... Don’t underestimate the devil world, look, you are so smart, don’t you also have two little tails?”
Stupid!
There was a clear sound of the sword.
Bonfire jumps chaotically.
The unsheathed Yuxiao Sword lay coldly in front of Ning Feiyan, stopping her from approaching Bailian.
Behind the sword's edge, which was as cold as autumn water, was a pair of clear eyes without any ripples. Those eyes were so clear that they were like a mirror, clearly reflecting the shadows of Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan stopped and looked at Bai Lian with resentful eyes: "My dear husband, I helped you solve two problems, won't you praise me?"
Balian's head ached slightly when he looked at her smile.
Recently, the witch often calls him by his first name. Most of the time, she changes her name to the young master. When teasing people, the most outrageous one is just the young master. Today, I don’t know what serious illness she has committed again, but she has returned to her old ways and changed to the younger one. I remembered Guishan's frivolous and casual tone when we first met him.
Although she did do a good thing by taking care of the two shadow demons, why did he feel that Ning Feiyan's purpose of being here today was not that simple.
Seeing him looking like he had a headache, Ning Feiyan's smile deepened, waiting for him to take the initiative to question her. She was in a very bad mood today, and the toy that could be used to amuse her to calm her mood was left behind without permission. If she lost it, she wouldn't be happy, so naturally she wouldn't make him feel too comfortable.
Balian had a headache, but he frowned not because of her appearance here, but because of the two bloody heads in his hands. Seeing that she was still playing with them, his frown deepened and he couldn't help but educate her. Said: "Don't play with everything in your hands. If it's dirty or not, throw it away quickly."
Ning Feiyan was stunned by his reaction. She subconsciously obeyed and threw away the two dirty things in her hands. Before she could react, Wen Hanwei, who was looking at her with murderous intent, didn't know why. After one glance, Balian inexplicably put away the sword in his hand and backed away.
Ye Lian was also surprised to see Wen Hanwei stop fighting: "Junior sister Wen?"
Tai Xuan Jiu Jing actually took the initiative to sheath his sword against the Demon River in the Demon Realm?
Wen Hanwei returned to the bonfire and added a few more dry firewood to the fire, burning it even more intensely. The strong firelight exuded a scorching warmth, and the damp and cold air in the cave also became lighter.
Her amber eyes reflected the orange-red firelight, and she said calmly: "It's okay if you are one of your own."
Not to mention that the color of the leaf curtain changed at this time, even Ning Feiyan couldn't help but be stunned, and his expression became extremely exciting.
She was here to cause trouble today, so how could she become one of their own with such stupid minds like the Immortal Sect?
At this time, Balian had already taken a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood from her fingers. Perhaps he felt the coldness of her palms, and then he pulled her sleeves and brought her to the campfire to keep warm and sit down. It was very meaningful. He said: "It seems that the magic power and the poison of the dragon didn't hurt you lightly enough, and you were still able to cover the mountains and wild fields. I'd better take advantage of the fact that there is still one day left for your return banquet. Tomorrow you will challenge the burial of your heart." "
Once upon a time, Ning Feiyan mingled among various famous immortal sects as a human monk, and it was normal for him to sit in the same room with distinguished people from all walks of life and talk loudly.
But those noble men from famous families who claimed to be noble only knew that she was the seventh elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, but they did not know that she was actually the Lord of the Demonic River.
But at this moment, the lineup was particularly clear, and no one in the cave knew her true identity. As the Lord of the Demon River, she was sitting on a bonfire with these Tribulation-Transcending Immortals, and beside her lay a Master of the Eight Sutras who was almost dying because of her injuries.
She could actually hear such ridiculous and innocent words like 'one of her own' from the Taixuan Nine Classics.
It's ridiculous, even if you look at the entire demon world, it's hard to find a single demon who can claim to be one of her 'ones'.
How dare she.
With these words alone, the Brahma Yin Sword Sutra of Tai Xuan Zong will be infamy in the world for thousands of years, and he will never be reincarnated.
Ning Feiyan, who loves to manipulate others, felt a little uncomfortable sitting here for some reason today.
So she decided to say something.
"Huh? I remember that the concubine lying over there is Jiachen, the Master of the Eight Classics of Taixuan Sect, right? It's really surprising that he was poisoned by the bone butterfly demon poison, but he is still alive. I thought that in another three years, I would be alive. Then I can get a new silkworm chrysalis."
Ye Lian, who was sitting silently, immediately turned cold.
Wen Hanwei seemed to realize that there was actually a grudge between the river master in front of her and her senior brother. Her little eyebrows twisted tangledly for a while, then she looked at the two round heads on the ground, immediately relieved, and said: "You are hurt. Now that I know about Brother Jiachen, I will have a fight with you in the future to get him back. But you helped us today, and you are a friend of my best friend. You are injured, so I will not take advantage of you. The crisis is upon you now."
Ning Feiyan felt that this woman's brain structure was really strange.
If the grudges between good and evil could be distinguished so simply and clearly, why would immortals and demons have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years since ancient times?
I don't know why, although Ming Wen Hanwei's words are old-fashioned and easy to like, but Ning Feiyan feels extremely bored when she hears them. She is good at dealing with those self-satisfied, deceitful, hypocritical, and wanton true people. He is a villain, but he is really helpless against a guy like Wen Hanwei who has such a deceitful mind.
Ning Feiyan finally figured it out. In fact, to Wen Hanwei, it didn't matter whether the Eighth Senior Brother was injured or not, as long as he was still alive, recovery would be a matter of time.
There were martial arts competitions between fellow disciples, and some were so injured that they couldn't get out of bed.
Killing the shadow demon and solving their troubles, she didn't care much about the kindness or bad intentions. Why didn't she say that she helped her when she raised the sword with murderous intent just now so as not to take advantage of others' danger.
After all, it was Balian who really mattered to her and could easily change her attitude.
Just because she thought she was Balian's friend, she put away her defense and hostility without reservation.
It's not that there are clear grievances, it's just that they live extremely pure lives.
But Ning Feiyan had a big doubt in her heart. Why did this guy think she would be that kid's friend?
When she was puzzled, she saw Wen Hanwei using her Yuxiao Sword to turn over a few sweet potatoes with crispy skins from the campfire, picked up a sweet potato, peeled it and handed it to Ning Feiyan.
It can be seen that she is not good at doing this kind of warm things in daily communication. The action of carefully peeling the skin is extremely clumsy. Several pieces of burnt black skin are stained on the soft and waxy potato flesh. The perfectly roasted sweet potato is just like this. She peeled it off like a dog.
Ning Feiyan didn't answer for a while, nor did she not answer. She looked at Wen Hanwei blankly: "What are you doing?"
Wen Hanwei forcefully stuffed the sweet potatoes into Ning Feiyan's hands. She clearly had good intentions in her behavior, but she made a cold face, and her voice sounded a bit warning: "But one code is the same, you and my child It's okay to be friends, but he is our Taixuanzong's son-in-law, so don't yell randomly in the future."
Ye Liang was like lightning, covering her mouth in shock and looking at Wen Hanwei in disbelief.
How could her little junior sister's enlightenment happen so suddenly and so directly and boldly?
I thought I was being tolerant and accepting, but was it actually a declaration of sovereignty?
After hearing these words of shock like a silent thunderbolt, Balian almost fell into the bonfire. He looked at Wen Hanwei, who looked very serious and did not look like he was joking, and there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping in his heart.
What does she mean?
The solemn warning made Ning Feiyan stunned for a moment, but soon, a smile like honey slowly appeared in her eyes.
Ning Feiyan's favorite thing was to fight for love and set the harem on fire.
She slowly ate the sweet potato in her hand like a dog chewing it, her lips were stained with a tantalizing honey color, and her naturally affectionate eyes glanced at the empty bag with a trace of residual blood remaining on the stone platform. On the cup.
Ning Feiyan held her chin up and looked at Bailian, her eyes full of pity and almost overflowing with emotion: "Look at me, becoming the son-in-law of Taixuanzong is really not that interesting. Even feeding you is so perfunctory, why? How about feeding you something fresh and hot? I just want you to eat these scraps, and I can't bear to do it."
As she spoke, she raised her hands to gently comb her hair, and pulled her collar open a little, revealing a thin white neck under her black hair and snow-white shoulders. The light blue blood vessels were hidden under the soft skin, under Wen Hanwei's cold gaze. Next, she "shamelessly" moved forward and got very close to Balian.
"My dear husband..." The three words came out softly and softly, like a low voice, and the tone was soft and lingering: "Look, if you are hungry, I will take the initiative to give it to you to eat, but it is fresh." ?”
Balian leaned back, lowered his head and stared at the succubus woman who suddenly became very charming for no reason, and said calmly: "Are you possessed by evil spirits? Please be normal."
