Seeing that Balian was silent, Zhan Xin continued: "Your Majesty is not like a king now. He kills demon ministers wantonly, promotes the mediocre at will, acts based on personal preferences, despises everything in his eyes, and has no laws of family and country in his heart. I think she is more like a moody madman."
There seemed to be an incomprehensible and strange light flowing in his deep black pupils. He chuckled twice, tapped his fingers gently on Balian's heart, and said: "Your Majesty can like Mr. Duai today, but Maybe one day, this love will become the most deadly knife pointed at adults' hearts."
Zhan Xin is good at persuading people's hearts. What's clever is that as he clicked his finger, he hit the scar on Parian's mouth.
A faint trace of blood smeared through his clothes and spread out.
"This is..." Zang Xin was startled for a moment, as if it was an accident, and then he laughed softly: "It seems that this day will not be too long ago."
Bailian pushed away Zianxin's hand and said calmly: "Why did Lord Zhanxin speak so grandly? In the meeting at night, Lord Zhanxin forced the palace to come first, and when he talked about killing demon ministers wantonly, in my opinion, It seems that all the demon ministers she killed that night were all under the command of Lord Burial Heart."
The cold look in Zhan Xin's eyes was finally hard to hide.
Balian smiled and said: "Lord Burial Heart failed to force me into the palace, but was defeated by the general. In terms of means, it seems that Sir is not as good as the moody lunatic you call me."
Zhan Xin said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then there is no chance for me and you to cooperate?"
The morning light shines through the dawn sky, dispersing the dark clouds, and the light skylight falls down.
Bai Lianqian took two steps back, stood in the shadow of the corner of the hall, crossed his arms and said, "I said, it depends on your sincerity. I don't think the information you just provided is enough to make me give up on Feng Jun." I will cooperate with you at the expense of the near and far."
Zhan Xin said: "If you are willing to conspire with me and hand over this demon world to your highness, in the future our world will send an army straight up and capture the human world, you will be the master of the human world."
"Sounds good." Bailian smiled slightly, seeming to be moved.
This Erhe Lord can really guess people's hearts, and he is much smarter than Demon Lord A'luo in this regard.
He saw that Baili'an was not in the demon world, so he stopped talking about sealing the demon world, but promised to the mountains and rivers of the human world.
Seeing that Bai Lian finally relented, the gloom in Zhan Xin's eyes faded, and he took out a brown wooden pill from his sleeve and said: "Of course, His Majesty the Demon King has unlimited power now and it is difficult to match him. If you confront him head-on, you will only destroy yourself." , Since Mr. Si Chen has chosen to cooperate with us, I will naturally not put you in danger.
This is the young species of Burning Heart Fruit. As long as you can coax His Majesty into eating it, we can handle the rest. "
Balian took the wooden pill, rolled it between his fingers, and said with a smile: "This matter is not difficult to handle, but it has come to this, and I don't want Lord Burial Heart's reward for me to be just an empty picture. Spread the pie."
Zhan Xin smiled very eloquently and said, "What else do you want, Master Si Chen? Just ask."
Balian lowered his eyes and said, "You know what to do for the big wedding in five days."
Zhan Xin's eyes flickered as he looked at his subordinates who were holding the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit. A satisfied smile flashed across his eyes and he said, "Don't worry, Lord Si Chen. If you don't want to become a canary or a caged bird, I will definitely make arrangements that day." Good hands will do our best to help escort the Lord away.”
With that said, he handed a black iron card to Bailian and said: "Master, hold this card. Whether it is in the royal city or outside the Demon City, my dark forces are at your disposal."
Bailian collected the iron plate and said: "It is rare for Lord Ninghe to return to his hometown. I think the killers sent by Your Excellency and His Highness can be kept quiet."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zang Xin intently, his expression more serious than ever before: "I won't allow anyone to touch her life."
Zhan Xin smiled knowingly and said, "Master Si Chen is the new master of Chao Mu Palace, and since I won't let anything happen to the people in your palace, it's just..."
He suddenly changed the subject, obviously not trying to fool the landlord. Zianxin pointed at the young Burning Heart Fruit seed on Bailian's fingertips with his eyes, and said: "This seed is extremely precious. I have spent a lot of money on it." It took a lot of effort to find such a seed, so I had no choice but to cast a special spell on this seed. It can sense whether this seed has been taken by someone or 'accidentally' abandoned it. Please be sure to find it. It’s useful, don’t miss it.”
This cunning old fox!
Balian narrowed his eyes deeply, took the young seed of Burning Heart Fruit into his arms, and said calmly: "Don't worry, sir, this seed will definitely enter the belly of the Demon Lord before the wedding."
It's dawn in the sky, and when the breeze blows, the remaining flowers that hit the ground at night rise in dust, bringing with them bursts of rotten fragrance.
A satisfied laugh echoed in the wind: "Master Si Chen, happy cooperation."
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In the south hall, in the quiet pavilion, a lamp is lanterned on the wall during the day, and the sound of rustling pages is heard. The shadow of the candle in the room flickers, illuminating a dark figure.
The warm and slender fingers suddenly paused, and the yellowed book page that was flipping through a corner also paused.
Yun Rong raised her head. Even though she was naked, she still had a natural charm. When she stared at her, she felt particularly quiet and indifferent.
On the wall illuminated by the candlelight, a shadow suddenly appeared silently.
The shadow on the wall is tall and slim, and upon closer inspection, it is almost the same size as Yun Rong sitting in front of the case.
Seeing the visitor, Yun Rong rubbed the center of his eyebrows as if he had a headache, and a hint of fatigue appeared in his calm and peaceful demeanor that was originally focused on reading the scriptures.
She asked: "How long do you want to lock me in this ghost place?"
The standing woman didn't speak. She was quiet for a moment. She took off her black robe and threw it to her. Her tone was particularly cold: "Put it on."
Yun Rong was puzzled at first, then his face darkened: "Do you want to exchange identities with me?"
'Inner Demon' Yun Rong had already begun to take off his clothes and said indifferently: "This is the devil world. If you leave this room, you must use my identity to go out."
Yun Rong focused his attention on the book in his hand again, waved his hand, and said: "I just asked casually, I don't want to go out yet. The book you have here is very interesting, although it looks very old. It’s an old manuscript, but the content is something I’ve never seen before, and the sword annotations on it are also very original. I’m really curious, where did you collect so many unique copies?”
He was clearly in a dangerous situation in the demon world, and his identity could be exposed at any time, but Master Sijian seemed to have no idea at all, and only focused on studying the sages' books.
Looking at that look, he even vaguely wanted to take his 'inner demon' with him to sit down and discuss it in depth, his eyes were particularly excited and excited.
But looking at the faint bruises at the corners of her eyes, one can tell that she has been doing a lot of invitations and discussions these days.
It's just that her 'inner demon' has a very bad temper, which is nothing like her pure heart that allows her to listen quietly to the world's words.
She just mentioned it a little bit and asked her if she wanted to join in Taoism and talk about the mind, but she was punched and kicked by the other party, and she was pushed to the ground and taught a lesson.
Yun Rong is also very surprised. Why can't she always defeat her inner demon?
However, people were not allowed to bow their heads under the eaves. It was not that she was afraid of suffering, she just made several confirmations.
After knowing that the other party hated talking to her about Taoism, Yun Rong also regretfully gave up and had to have fun alone.
The 'inner demon' Yun Rong, who was undressing her clothes, saw that she was not listening to what was going on outside the window and was only interested in reading the books of sages. Two eye-catching blue veins popped up on her fair forehead.
She said coldly: "There is something you need to do. In five days, the Demon Lord will get married. Please ask me to preside over the wedding. You will attend on my behalf as me."
Yun Rong first heard the news about the Demon Lord's wedding from the dead-faced Xingwu. The person she married was actually the little corpse demon who caught her eye.
Miao Honggenzheng's little corpse demon suddenly entered the demon world. Obviously, when they meet in the future, they will be facing each other with swords.
It was almost impossible to have a heart-to-heart discussion with him.
When he heard the news, Yun Rong felt a little disappointed.
However, her advantage has always been that she is generous and can think openly about everything.
Although such a good young man is hard to find, after all, the man is getting married and the woman is getting married. She is the righteous sword master, so she can't interfere too much.
There is a long way to go, but for such a good young man with wisdom and sword bones, he is not afraid of not being able to wait for the second one.
As for attending Nalaoshizi's wedding...
Yun Rongyan said concisely: "Not interested."
She has always had a headache about this kind of love between a man and a woman, and she has always stayed away from such situations that are sour and numb to the bones.
If you have time to waste time on love etiquette, it would be better to have a pot of wine, a sword, a lake of green mountains and six feet of land, a few sounds from the rock, and a few blows from the clear sword to achieve peace and tranquility.
Days and months come and go, and in this life, he is allowed to have a few things come and go in the world of mortals.
It is the lifelong wish of the swordsman Yun Rong to make his home on the ground and live in this world.
'Inner Demon' Yun Rong's eyes were dark.
The handwriting on the scroll in her hand was also faint, and a ball of sword fire ignited silently, falling on the page, and it seemed that it might burn to the ground at any time.
Yun Rong's calm and distant expression finally changed.
'Inner Demon' Yun Rong's eyebrows were ruthless and indifferent: "I can show you this book, and I can take it back at any time. It is the only excerpt of scheming in the six realms in the world and in heaven. You can think about it before you reply."
Yun Rong frowned and secretly wondered why this person was so annoying.
She closed the book helplessly and said, "I'll help you this time. I won't do it next time."
Finally, he honestly began to take off his clothes.
Yun Rong was taking off one of his outer robes when he suddenly let out a sigh and couldn't help but stand up and walk towards the 'Inner Demon' woman, his eyes falling on her half-undressed and half-exposed snow-colored skin.
She stretched out her hand to touch the mark of a peach petal on the other person's skin, and said: "I have this birthmark since I was born. It's really interesting that you, the inner demon, have transformed into my appearance, but you can even remember the birthmark like this." meticulous."
The 'Inner Demon' woman frowned and avoided the hand she extended, her eyes cold.
Yun Rong didn't know why she had such a big reaction, so he pulled down the collar of his clothes, revealing the mark of peach petals three inches below his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Look, they are exactly the same, what are you hiding from, it's not like I don't have this birthmark. "
'Inner Demon' Yun Rong looked at the woman in front of him as if looking in a mirror, and said in a cold voice: "Since you have the same birthmark, just touch your own, so don't touch me."
Her inner demon is really rebellious and arrogant by nature.
Yun Rong chuckled softly: "If you don't touch it, don't touch it. It's not an important place. Why are you so angry? Speaking of which, you want me to pretend to be you to preside over the wedding of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord is not a fool. Although you and I are born exactly the same, there are still some differences."
She was referring to the right hand of the two men holding swords.
The only thing Yun Rong loves in his life is the sword in his hand, so he cherishes his right hand very much. This love is even far better than other women's love for his face.
On her right hand, except for the thin callus caused by years of sword cultivation, one hand was exceptionally white and beautiful.
As for the 'Inner Demon' woman, one of her hands is very graceful, but her wrist, palm, knuckles, and back of her hand are all covered with scars that resemble torture over the years.
On the frost-like white wrist, the knife edge was particularly shocking. Judging from the scar, it was obvious that the wrist had been penetrated and transversely cut.
The criss-crossing scars gave the hand a sense of ruined beauty.
Yun Rong could not imagine how painful it would be for a person who was obsessed with swords to have his sword-holding hand ruined like this.
If this happened to her, it would be enough to cause her to collapse for half her life, and her soul would collapse.
But the woman in front of her raised her hand nonchalantly, her eyes fell on the scar on her hand, and she said softly: "This is easy to handle."
She silently recited the mantra and moved her fingers lightly, like a picture of the sun and moon. The next moment, she saw that the wounds on her hands were like peeling scabs, peeling off the skin one after another, floating all the way, floating to Yun Rong's right hand, and clinging to it. .
As a result, the two of them seemed to have switched hands.
Yun Rong stared blankly at his 'inhumane' right hand, subconsciously moving his fingertips with a strange expression.
"Don't worry, it's just an illusion. It didn't really damage your hand."
Looking back at the right hand of the 'Inner Demon' Yun Rong, the shapely fingers look like they were carved from flawless cold white jade. The bends and turns are graceful and delicate, but also reveal a bit of weakness and morbid dejection.
Yun Rong realized something in his heart and looked surprised: "You are the supreme illusion of Penglai, 'stealing the moon and changing the sun'. It can deceive the eyes of the devil, but...when did you go to Penglai, and you actually learned it?" Got this technique?"
Judging from her appearance, she seemed to find it boring to waste her energy on techniques other than kendo.
It was just a casual question, and I didn't expect the other party to give a serious answer.
But she never thought that it was this casual question that made her eyes suddenly light up, injecting a trace of life. Clusters of glimmers of light rippled in her eyes. She actually smiled, and her cold eyebrows changed. Got to be gentle.
"One day when I was free, my husband took me to visit Penglai. He learned this trick to tease me and deceived me into a very embarrassed state. I was unwilling to do so and secretly asked the mountain master for advice on this trick, thinking that I would also do it in the future. I want to pretend to be his mother and trick him into calling me mother obediently so that he knows how powerful I am, but..."
Seeing her eyes suddenly darken, the sadness in her eyes seemed to break into a lake and a sea, suddenly silent.
