After several twists and turns, Aluo fell asleep from exhaustion.
Drowsily, she felt the person next to her pick her up and put her down in a corner of the soft and clean bed.
The setting sun faded away, and the desolate palace was silent and quiet at dusk.
A'luo worked hard day and night, but could hardly get a good night's sleep every day.
She was tortured so hard today, but it actually made her sleep beautifully.
Xu Shi's bed was filled with his familiar scent and taste, lingering in his sleep, making him particularly peaceful. Even though his whole body ached badly, A'luo still slept soundly.
The night is coming to an end, the sky is sparsely scattered with heavy clouds, and the sky is dark and gray.
When A'luo woke up faintly, a row of new candles had been replaced on the candlestick, dimly illuminating the Accord.
She was covered with a new, soft, thick blanket.
Apparently someone found a new blanket from the cabinet and covered her with it. The blanket that covered him the night before was soaked with wine and stained with blood, and was probably no longer usable.
A'rao raised her groggy head and moved her body slightly, which made her turn pale and take a few breaths of cold air.
Not a dream...
A'luo rubbed his forehead where he had a headache, and his eyes fell into confusion for a while.
she thought.
What's going on?
So, does this count as eating him into her mouth?
But the gugong sand between her arms was clearly still there, and this bully was actually playing opportunistic tricks with her.
Thinking of this, A'luo's heart surged with resentment. She wrapped herself in the blanket, shivering, holding on to her sore waist, and prepared to get out of bed.
As soon as his front feet touched the ground, he saw that the black feathers that were originally scattered between the beds were being neatly swept away with a broom, and a full dustpan was placed in the corner.
These are her feathers...
Demon Lord Aluo: "..."
At this time, obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia are known to occur?
Then why didn't you remember to wash her body?
The resentment in A'luo's heart deepened. She turned her eyes again and was pleasantly surprised to find that he hadn't left yet and was sitting in the desk playing with some gadgets.
A'luo didn't know if this was an afterthought, but when she woke up, she wanted to be gentle with him, so she rubbed her bare, white and tender feet towards him awkwardly.
But before she could get closer, her happy face suddenly fell down when she saw clearly the compass he was playing with in his hand.
She frowned and said in a deep voice: "Did you record everything that happened the night before?"
Balian said calmly as if nothing had happened: "In the time since I came to the Demon Realm, I haven't learned anything else, but I have learned your way of threatening people."
He didn't speak clearly, but Ah Luo understood what he meant.
If she didn't let him and his people leave and return to the human world, the images recorded the night before would probably spread throughout the royal city.
A'rao looked at him in disbelief and shock: "When did you become so shameless?"
The dark energy in the depths of Balian's eyes has not dissipated. When he stared at him, although he looked well-behaved and calm, there was still a hint of dangerous wildness.
"I think sometimes being shameless can be a lot more convenient."
Under that gaze, Aluo Pi'er tightened again and again.
The wings that were spread out due to excitement also hung down timidly.
But on some things, she was extremely stubborn and refused to compromise.
A'rao closed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat: "Then just let this image go out. No matter what you say, I won't let you go."
"Oh?" Balian raised his head to meet her gaze and slowly stood up.
His clothes were tied casually and slightly open, revealing a wisp of pale skin that dazzled everyone's eyes. His noble and elegant temperament turned into a casual and careless one.
A'luo took three steps back warily: "What are you going to do?"
However, Balian put the compass he was playing with into her hand and said with a casual smile: "Then you have to make good preparations for the wedding banquet in five days."
A'luo held the compass in his hand and was a little at a loss. He had no idea what kind of evil idea he had in mind.
"You actually gave me back the bargaining chip that threatened me so easily?"
Bai Lian raised his eyes casually and said: "This bargaining chip can only make you fearful but cannot make you give in. It is of no use to me, so there is no harm in giving it to you."
There was a sudden smile on his face, and there was no wave in his clear eyes: "We can have another round."
Facing this smile, Arao couldn't help but breathe tight, her fingertips felt cold, her throat rolled slightly, and she slowly uttered one word: "You..."
Balian smiled at her, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, not melting into anything.
"I've already approved all the coupons that have accumulated in recent days. I'm afraid you're still hurting. You might as well take a good rest these days."
With a gentle and considerate tone, Arao should have been happy.
But for some reason, she felt a sense of panic and fear. She hurriedly pulled on Balian's sleeve: "I didn't do anything serious the night before, but I annoyed you."
Balian calmly withdrew his sleeves, walked around her, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll return it without any seriousness. I won't let myself suffer. You should rest early."
A'luo looked like a puppy that was about to be abandoned. His eyes suddenly turned red. He turned around and hurriedly caught up with him. His weak legs had no strength and he leaned forward and fell out.
Balian listened to the movement behind him, sighed helplessly, turned around, held her arm steady, and said, "Stop chasing her."
There were tears in Aluo's eyes.
This is the person she has been chasing for two whole lives, how could she not continue to chase him.
Balian looked her up and down and came to a conclusion: "We did know each other before."
A'luo didn't prevaricate this time. She held onto the corner of his clothes tightly and lowered her head: "We've known each other for many years."
Balian laughed out loud: "If I guessed correctly, we should be enemies."
The word "enemy" hurt A'luo's heart. She suddenly raised her head and looked at him seriously: "We will not always be enemies."
Balian pushed her hand away gently and said calmly: "You should rest early."
It was the same indifferent and distant words.
A'luo's eyes were red: "Then what is our current relationship?"
Balian: "What's the relationship?"
Ah Rao stamped his feet and wrinkled his face in pain: "Did you sleep with me?!"
Bai Lian flatly objected: "I didn't sleep."
"Do you dare to do it or not admit it?"
Balian glanced down and pointed at the red cinnabar between her arms, saying silently that you are still guarding Gongsha and I didn't do anything.
A'luo was so aggrieved that the tears that had been held in his eyes finally couldn't help but flow out: "You bully others, you act like a rogue."
Balian said calmly: "No, no, in terms of the scoundrel's ability to go back on his word, you are better."
Aluo didn't respond, just lowered his head and cried silently.
Balian wiped her crying face and said, "Let's go."
A'luo raised his head, opened a pair of moist and misty eyes, looked at his leaving figure, and suddenly said: "You could have left the night before, but you stayed here for a day and a night, didn't you see how deeply I slept?" , are you afraid that I will die from pain like this?"
Before Bailian stopped, he was about to leave the entrance of the palace. A'rao chased after him without hesitation, and said again: "I'm sorry..."
Balian turned his back for a moment and looked back at her: "What did you say?"
There were tears in A'luo's eyes. She raised her arm and wiped it in confusion, saying: "Sometimes I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm very angry when you say such things to me.
I clearly know that Ning Feiyan is your destiny, but I still can't help but threaten you with her life. I don't want to hurt you, I have never thought about it.
But I can't control myself, and I always do things that make me feel terrible and regretful.
I never think that saying sorry can fix anything after I've done something wrong, but I'm really sorry about what happened the night before, and I shouldn't have treated you like that..."
"You must think I'm crazy. I always do crazy and weird things. I also think I'm crazy, as if I'm going against the whole world.
Maybe I will do some more unbelievable and terrible things in the future than now, but can you please... don't let go of my hand at that time. "
A'luo looked up at him expectantly with an expression that seemed both painful and desolate: "Pick me up when I'm sinking. Don't let me fall further into the abyss. I'm afraid that in the end, even I will find myself..." My shadow is gone."
Balian had never seen such a humble Demon Lord before. His heart felt a subtle pain from the slight impact, and there was an indescribable soreness and bitterness.
For some reason, Balian was a little angry when he saw her like this.
He turned around and walked over, wiping the tears on her face with a not-so-gently movement, which was a little rough and rubbed her delicate and fair face red.
Without saying a word, he walked away again, took a candle from the candlestick, made a green lamp and put it into her hand. He said with a cold face: "The road is at your feet and the lamp is in your hand. How could it be possible?" Can’t see clearly the way forward and fall into the abyss.”
He didn't seem to be comforting her, but after all, he sent a lamp and placed it in her hand.
This time, I don't know what important switch was touched in A'luo's heart.
The endless misery was overwhelming and overwhelming, and the heavy loneliness almost penetrated into the weakest depths of her bone marrow.
She collapsed and cried harder. Looking at the warm light in her hand, blood overflowed from her eyes.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up and huddled up, as if her long-buried bloody heart had been exposed and dug out, shockingly scattered all over the ground.
She clutched her heart in panic: "But it's gone. I lost my lamp. I lost him. He's gone... He left me alone to suffer in the abyss. I can no longer find anyone to guide me." That’s the light.”
Balian frowned deeply, seeing that she was almost mentally disordered. He clasped her shoulders with both hands, knowing that the soft comfort at this moment was useless, and said in a stern tone: "If the lamp in your hand is of no use to you, then give it back. I."
No indulgence intended.
A'rao's body trembled violently, he hugged the lamp in his hand tightly, and he became obedient as expected.
This madman...
After A'luo's mood gradually stabilized, Balian left the Hades Palace.
At this time, the spring snow has stopped, and the distant mountains outside the long hall can be seen in indigo and blue. Only in the north, there is a rumbling darkness, as if there will never be light.
Balian pinched the center of his eyebrows, spread out his palms, and stared at the black energy gathering and dispersing in his palms, his eyes gradually darkened.
The Burning Heart Fruit that A'luo mentioned... what is that?
