Chapter 587: Like an old friend

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For a moment, the eyes of everyone in the audience were attracted by the figure who stood up in surprise.

Bai Lian also noticed the two extra seats on the stage, and couldn't help but look forward curiously.

Across the sea of ​​people and 3,000 long steps, I happened to meet the trembling and complicated eyes under the mask.

The female devil put down the cup in her hand and slowly narrowed her eyes.

She raised her head and looked at the inner demon woman, her eyes reflecting the flowing fire in the earth's veins, but her pupils were very wide.

"Sir, why should you be so shocked?"

The woman with the inner demon looked at the young man among the thousands of demons from a distance, and felt a strong suffocation in her heart.

With great difficulty, she withdrew her eyes from him and looked at the magnificent King of Demon Realm on the throne. Her voice gradually became deeper and colder: "He can't be Demon River."

A dangerous light flashed in the eyes of the female demon king, but there was a smile on her face: "Oh? Sir, tell me, why can't he be the master of the river in my demon world?"

From his angle, Xingwu, who was sitting in undressed clothes, could see the cuffs of the inner demon woman trembling slightly, as if a murderous sword wind was brewing at her fingertips.

His eyes moved, and a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "A month ago, I took Ah Rong into the Bronze Gate and had several encounters with that young man. If I remember correctly, he should be in Xianling City this year. winner.

The chosen one appointed by the God of Kunlun, Your Majesty, would you be a little too careless in accepting such a person who has such close sympathy with the immortal world to be the leader of the Demon River? "

As he spoke, Yukio glanced at the demon woman without any emotion.

Under that look, her restless heart slowly calmed down.

She suppressed the strange emotions in her heart and said: "Yes, how can the Lord of the Immortal City become the Lord of the Demon Realm River? Isn't Your Majesty afraid that this is a conspiracy by someone with intentions?"

The female demon king laughed fearlessly: "In the six rivers of the demon world, which river master does not have his own disguised special identity in the righteous path of the immortal sect in the human world, so what about the lord of the immortal city? Even if he becomes the son of Kunlun in the future, If I want him to stay in my Demon Realm King's Palace, who dares to make irresponsible remarks!"

The inner demon woman's shallow breathing unknowingly became a little heavier. Yukiwu spoke again and said: "Today is your return banquet. How long do you want to lose your composure?"

"I hope your majesty will forgive you." The inner demon woman lowered her eyes, like a swordsman who had hidden all his emotions, and sat back down, like a cold abyss sinking into a pool, no one was there.

"It doesn't matter, sir, it's your first time entering the demon world. There are many things that you don't need to worry about." The female demon king averted her eyes.

The soundproof barrier on the Time Stage also dissipated. She looked at Balian looking for her position in the distance, and the smile in her eyes couldn't help but grow deeper.

Under her smiling gaze, Balian felt uncomfortable all over, and every step and every line he took was as frightening as if he were entering a wolf's den.

At this moment, a demon maid in the crowd, carrying a drink, faced Bailian head-on. She seemed to be unsteady on her feet and missed a step.

She exclaimed with fear and was about to fall down.

She was not a distinguished guest brought by Demon Prison Yukuna, she was just a little demon maid. If she lost her temper before the emperor, she could be sentenced to death.

Balian also knew this clearly, so he was very close to her, and it was just a matter of convenience to pull her.

Who would have thought that, whether intentionally or not, the demon maid would fall towards him with all her weight, and she fell into his arms.

The strange thing is that the demon maid was very good at falling.

The woman didn't fall into the man's arms, and she should have shown a bit of ambiguity, but instead she fell in a polite manner, without showing any trace of charm, and her body was almost separated from Balian's body.

The demon maid was extremely sensible and shyly bowed to Bailian: "Thank you, sir."

Balian always felt that there was something strange about the person in front of him, and he didn't want to get too entangled. He just nodded and said, "Be careful when you walk."

The maid nodded hurriedly. Her eyes suddenly froze and she let out a startled sound, as if she had seen something. Her exaggerated and surprised expression attracted the attention of many people.

Balian realized something was wrong.

The demon maid quickly knelt down and quickly picked up a green jade hairpin that she didn't know when she dropped from the ground.

She brushed off the dust on the green hairpin with her delicate hands, stood up and handed it to Bailian and said, "You deserve to be punished for knocking off your master's hairpin. Please punish me."

At the banquet at your return, there was a moment of complete silence, so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin dropping on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the hairpin in the maid's hand.

Even Milu couldn't help but slowly sit up straight, and couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled and saw wrongly.

Balian was not blind, he could feel the solid gazes from all around him, and a certain solemn tension in the air suddenly came over him.

He looked at the maid's index finger holding the hairpin, which was exceptionally slender and slender, with a thin layer of calluses between her fingertips. She was clearly a skilled thief.

Under the solemn gazes from all directions, Balian took the hairpin in her hand with cold fingers.

On the stage of time, the voice of the Demon King came from the stage of time at the right time: "Things with no eyes, how can the love token I gave Lord Si He be allowed to be knocked around at will? Go down and get it yourself." Fifteen military whips.”

The maid who was about to be whipped smiled brightly and said, "I will obey your Majesty's order."

Then he went down with a happy face, not as if he was receiving a punishment, but as if he was receiving a reward.

No matter how stupid Balian was, he guessed that what the maid did was probably under the instructions of the female devil.

There really is no way out, right?

Your Majesty the Demon Lord, there is really no one who can do this.

"A token of love?" The Peacock King of the Ming Dynasty, who had lost a very ugly battle with Ning Feiyan two days ago, twitched his mouth and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, this must not be a trivial matter! The sapphire in this man's hand is a long tactic, the best in the world. How can such an important weapon be easily taken out of the Xuanting Cave and given away?"

Compared to the horror of everyone, the inner demon woman seemed much calmer and taciturn.

She lowered her head to pour the wine for herself. The wine was like a thread and poured into the cup. The cup was full without stopping. The wine slowly overflowed and stained the gorgeous table carpet without even realizing it.

The female devil's eyes fell coldly and she stared at the Ming Dynasty Peacock King: "Since I bid farewell to each other, how can it be a child's play?"

An elder of the demon clan who looked like an old scholar stood up tremblingly. Although the shock in his eyes had not yet dissipated, it was obvious that he did not reject the matter as much as the Ming Peacock King.

His face was all solemn and heavy, and he said slowly: "Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth, the order of all things, the parents of change, the origin of life and death, the two rituals follow the Tao and are eternal, the Yin and Yang universe establishes peace.

The Demon King's marriage is a major event for our family. His Majesty has already come of age in the boundary seal. His throne has been vacant for thousands of years, and the harem is even more empty and ownerless.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I would like to take this grand banquet today to recruit talents from all over the world who are skilled in the six arts and possess the nine talents, to expand the harem, and to extend the orthodox descendants of our demon clan's royal blood, which can solve the hidden danger of the thinness of the demon blood in this thousand years.

Mr. Yihe is outstanding because he solves His Majesty's worries. I am very pleased that His Majesty has this realization. "

An old man who has lost all his teeth can hardly speak clearly, but his words are still so sonorous, powerful and impassioned.

But Balian clearly remembered that there was no such old man at the Jungui Banquet two days ago, but today he appeared in a strange way, one after another.

When they originally saw the Chang Jue Yu appearing at the King's Return Banquet, everyone's expressions went from shocked, unacceptable, and unbelievable. After the old man's passionate speech, their expressions gradually relaxed, and they seemed to feel that it was very reasonable.

Bailian An said that was the case. How could the status of a demon old man who was invited by His Majesty the Demon Lord to stir up the atmosphere with a speech would be average?

It's just that the old man was obviously late. He became more and more excited as he talked and couldn't hold it back. He obviously didn't follow the script.

So much so that the younger generation of demons, who couldn't tell that the old man and the demon king actually had a secret, dark deal, couldn't help but start to make moves.

The demon king used jade as a matchmaker, intending to recruit Yihetian as his harem, and take it as his own responsibility to reproduce heirs.

But this reproduction of offspring... is obviously not something that only Ichiga-sama can accomplish.

They are young, strong, brave and mighty, and of course they can also contribute to the great cause of the demon clan.

"What Chi Lao said is absolutely correct. I agree with you. I am also willing to share your worries for Your Majesty."

"I am willing to dedicate my family fortune to you, and I hope that Your Majesty will show mercy to you."

"I am willing to step down from the chastity shackles to be your majesty's only minister and one man's wife. I hope your majesty can fulfill my promise."

"I can marry thirteen brothers in my family and guard the palace for His Majesty!"

"I wish..."

"I can..."

Suddenly, the words of self-recommendation were like chicken feathers flying in a tidal wave.

The male demon generals who usually didn't dare to take a look at the female demon king's holy face now had their eyes gleaming like wolves looking at flesh.

Demons have always been simple, crude, domineering and direct in their courtship and expression of love.

Now that His Majesty the Demon Lord has announced that he is looking for a husband, it is natural that Master Ikhe and the others cannot take over the position of Lord Feng.

But if you don't be active and enthusiastic at this time, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get bone soup in the future.

Balian, who was still having a headache, saw His Majesty the Demon Lord, whose face was gradually turning blue and his eyes were disgusted by dog ​​excrement...

He couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment.

I don’t know if this can be regarded as stealing the chicken but losing the rice.

The demon clan male generals, whose expressions gradually became excited and wild, even boldly began to perform impromptu performances, stripping off their clothes to reveal their perfect muscular bodies and various gestures.

Others with different styles smoked fans and chanted poems, and the love poems of courtship were overwhelming. It was not clear whether they intended to serve the king with sex or to gratify the king with oil.

The female devil's face turned cold due to the noisy atmosphere, and her sultry eyes contained real pressure, bursting out like a thousand magic swords.

Under the stage of Time, the faces of the demon generals who could not hold back their impromptu performances suddenly turned pale, as if they had suffered some serious injury, and soon they all withered.

The female devil gently turned the wine glass in her hand and looked at Balian with a charming smile: "I have opened the door to the harem. Lord Si He seems to be smiling brightly and happily."

The smile on Bailian's face suddenly froze.

The female demon suppressed a smile on her face, her beautiful long eyes were deep and uncertain, and her dark and cold eyes looked around the demons:

"Since I have given you the Chang Jue Jade, then Lord Sihe will naturally belong to me only. From now on, he will only be my husband. No one else should think too much about it!"

Hanshuang, the inner demon woman, seemed to have frozen Shen Chu's eyes, condensing into a kind of freezing coldness: "It's a good thing for Your Majesty to accept a son-in-law, but I wonder if you have ever asked Lord Si He about his wishes? And whether he has Are you willing to become the son-in-law of the demon world?"

The female demon king glanced at her and smiled proudly: "If Lord Si He doesn't want to marry me, how can he accept my hairpin?"

There was frost in the eyes of the inner demon woman, which made people feel cold: "As your majesty, if you want to give someone such a valuable thing, how can you allow someone to refuse? And I am very suspicious. Lord Sihe is accepting the long-term gift." When you say goodbye, do you know the meaning of this thing?"

Bai Lian was shocked. This girl was indeed the product of the inner demon's consciousness. She could see the female devil so clearly.

The people in the audience also looked at each other in confusion, wondering, didn’t this woman with the inner demon come to surrender to the devil world today?

How could you be so bold and inexplicably confront His Majesty?

The female devil could no longer hold back her smile, and her face immediately turned cold: "You are doubting me!"

"I don't dare." The inner demon woman's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and there was no hint of respect: "It's just that my Ah Chen is a good boy and will never randomly accept love tokens from other people. I feel that there must be some misunderstanding in this. .”

She turned her gaze, and her warm, watery eyes instantly locked onto Balian's body. Her voice was clear and soft, losing all the sharpness she had when talking to the Demon Lord: "Do you think so, Ah Chen?"

Ah Chen? Who is that?

Bai Lian's head twitched, thinking that another serious illness was starting to happen due to another unexpected situation.

But when he met the eyes under the mask of the demon woman, he was inexplicably moved in his heart. They were clearly three thousand steps apart, but for some reason, he was able to subtly capture her emotions and intentions.

Did she want to... help him solve this dilemma?

Parian was deeply grateful and instantly fell into the drama. He looked at her in disbelief and surprise, and found a particularly affectionate title: "Ah... Ah Rong, is that you?"

A red moon rose from the west, and the sky was reflected red. The sky seemed to be on fire, filled with thick red and eerie clouds.

The face of the female devil was already indescribably terrifying.

The faces of the demons in the audience were indescribably wonderful.

The woman with the inner demon was under that thick cloud. She couldn't help but stand up from her seat. Her eyes turned red because of the sound of "A Rong" that seemed to come from another world. She looked at Bai Lian steadily: "Husband, yes I."

From Sihezhu to Achen, and then from Achen to Husband...

The name of this character was so jumpy that Balian couldn't react in time.

He struggled to think whether he should call her "wife" right now?

After all, he was not that thick-skinned, so Balian had no choice but to choose that smooth and warm title.

He murmured: "Ah Rong, I miss you so much." After all, a high-ranking figure like Demon Lord, who is unruly by nature, would definitely not tolerate the man he likes caring about her.

Although it would hurt her face as a demon in public, it was still better than staying here as her harem and raising children with her.

Fortunately, inside the Bronze Gate, he and the demon woman had experienced life and death together and had formed a deep friendship.

Today she is willing to help him. This great kindness is something that Balian will remember in his heart. He will really want to find an opportunity to treat her to a drink in the future as a repayment.

Balian was performing a soulful and exquisite performance, figuring out when the female devil would reach her limit and take back the hosta in anger.

Suddenly there was a gust of sword wind in front of him, and amidst the exclamations around him, Balian was a little unable to react in time. He thought someone was sneaking up on him, and subconsciously wanted to summon Tiance Junshan to defend against the enemy.

But the sword wind was very fast, and the next moment a soft and tender body passed through the sword wind, crashed into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

The collision caught him off guard.

Her icy mask pressed against his icy neck, and cold liquid seemed to slide down the mask. Her slender arms tightened around his waist, fearing that he would disappear, and her body trembled.

Balian stiffly stretched out his arms, wondering if this scene was going too far. Didn't you see that the demon king's eyes were so red that they were almost bleeding?

The woman in his arms seemed to sense the stiffness of his body, and slightly loosened his waist with one arm.

White fingers gently pushed under the mask, revealing only a lonely chin and a pair of soft, red lips.

She stood up on her tiptoes slightly, and her lips, which were slightly cold with tears, touched his earlobe gently, and her warm but not ambiguous breath touched his ears, creating a strange kind of sadness: "I miss you too, husband..."

Balian's arms that were frozen in mid-air finally slowly let go, and he hugged her tightly with his backhand, like an old friend.