Even though he had already guessed what Demon Lord Aluo was going to say and was prepared, the words still hit him like a heavy hammer. This made Balian tighten his lips, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in silence. .
But A'luo smiled: "I often walk by the river, and there is no one whose shoes don't get wet. They are easy to break if they are too strong, and their wisdom will be injured. If I don't kill her, someone else will take her life."
She raised her eyes to look at Balian, and the sneer on her lips became more profound: "Actually, you don't have to blame yourself too much. She has such a useless temperament that she went to the Beiyuan Forest to find the Realm Gate. Not for you.
Such a ruthless and smart person knows that thunder, rain and dew are all gifts from heaven. The ancient secret ANBU authority I gave her can be given to her as well as she can take it away. "
"Now that she has offended me to death, she is risking all the ANBU power in her hands to try to seize the power of the Demon Emperor and the Realm Gate. Then, with the power of the space of the Realm Gate, she can escape and travel between the two realms at will...
Even if I deliberately want to kill her, I'm afraid I won't be able to find her trace. If it succeeds, even if it is a weak ANBU power, it will be her own real power. "
A'luo smiled and continued: "Ning Feiyan's way of making choices, even if it is true, I have to admire him, but his heart is as high as the sky but his life is as thin as paper."
She suddenly turned her eyes, looked at the pale Bai Lian, and said with a soft smile: "Master Si Chen, please tell me that if she is willing to wait for death honestly, I may be able to grant her permission with the joy of the wedding. She gave birth to an heir and rewarded her with a whole corpse. The Beiyuan Demon Emperor hates her to the core. If she fights with that Demon Emperor, her flesh and bones will turn into mud, and one corpse will kill two people, right?"
Warm words and smiles are so heart-breaking!
"Bang!!!"
There was a dull loud noise, and his hands were pressed heavily between the armrests on both sides of the Grand Master's chair, and Demon Lord A'luo was imprisoned under his arms.
The well-made and luxurious Grand Master's chair made an unbearable creaking sound under his arms.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that Bailian's eyes were filled with anger, which was so hot that it was almost tangible.
A'rao raised his eyebrows coldly, smiled fearlessly, and said, "You can't stand it after hearing a few words? I know that you and Burial Heart have secretly reached some kind of unknown agreement, but what about that?" What? You couldn't protect the person you wanted to protect, and you put one of your weaknesses in the hands of Zhan Xin. Do you think Zhan Xin will let Gu Changjingbai die? "
As she spoke, she slowly stood up from the chair, her rouge-colored lips were so charmingly red, she gently brushed against Balian's cheek, and the words she spoke lingered between her lips and teeth, with a hint of vagueness. If there is no ambiguity, the smile is cold:
"In the devil world, if you don't have the strength to seek the skin of a tiger without authorization, it will only end up backfiring you. Be careful, in the end, your cleverness will be misled by your cleverness."
Before Balian could get angry, A'luo's hand gently touched his body. Balian only felt a slight itch on his waist, which was rubbed by her fingertips.
Looking at the look on A'rao's face, Bailian instantly understood that this was not just teasing.
Bailian's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stood up straight, his hands reaching into his lower back and groping for a while.
"Are you looking for this thing?" A'rao leaned back lazily, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he was holding a wood-brown round pill between his two slender fingers.
So what is it if it's not a young species of Burning Heart Fruit?
At this time, a thunder exploded outside the window, incandescent lightning tore through the sky, heavy rain violently beat on the double eaves, and the fierce wind blew wildly, blowing the two window lattice wide open.
In the suddenly bright world, A'luo's eyes shone dimly in the electric light, and wind and rain suddenly poured into the hall, making her look cold.
But she was still smiling: "This is my kingdom, my world, and I am the all-knowing Demon Lord. How could I not know about the thoughts and plans of you and Burial Heart?"
The reason why she still acted arbitrarily with Buried Heart behind her back was because she had a delusion in her mind, wanting to see if Balian would really use this vicious young seed of the Burning Heart Fruit on her.
He left the palace that night. He had not made any move in the past ten days. A'rao felt melancholy but also felt uncontrollably happy.
Just because I thought about it, I guessed that although he was far from being called like her, it was different from the past. He actually couldn't bear to hurt her.
But tonight, on the eve of the wedding, he came here.
When A'luo reached into her waist and touched the round, hard object, she felt indescribable sadness in her heart, and she didn't want to think about it.
She could only pretend to be calm and raise her chin slightly, indicating that Bailian didn't need to be so nervous, and said with a relaxed smile: "It seems that the purpose of your coming here tonight is not just for Su Jing and the others."
There was no need for her to remind Bailian as his expression had already calmed down early: "It seems that the cooperation between me and Burial Heart has failed."
A'luo turned the Burning Heart Fruit seedling in his hand, his eyes half smiling but not smiling.
As expected, it was worthy of being a forbidden object in the six realms. Even a small larvae, just living in the same room, could draw out the aura of the Burning Heart Fruit that she had consumed in her body.
Before she officially took it, she had already tasted the familiar heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants.
"How did you know that the plan to bury the heart failed?" A'rao turned his eyes lightly, took a cup of cold tea from the table, and poured the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit into the clear green tea.
The wood-brown seeds melt when exposed to water, turning into a soluble, bright red blood color.
A'luo held up the tea cup, rolled up her sleeves and swayed lightly. The blood-like color disappeared, and the tea returned to clarity.
Baili looked at her quietly, seemingly puzzled.
A'rao raised his eyes and smiled. The next moment, he picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp.
"You..." Balian's voice was moved and his eyes were slightly opened.
After drinking the cup of cold tea, Aluo frowned slightly and looked at the tea bottom, seeming to say to himself: "It turns out that there is a huge difference in taste between the young stage and the mature stage."
The Burning Heart Fruit that was cruelly forced to be eaten back then was really burning like a raging fire, and the internal organs felt as if they were being crushed into pieces.
Now this young heart-burning fruit actually made her taste the bitterness and sweetness in her mouth.
The empty cup was thrown carelessly on the thick soft carpet without making any sound. A'rao's eyes rolled, the corners of his lips curled up, and he looked at Bai Lian: "Are you feeling the same way, thinking I'm a madman? "
Balian looked down at the tea cup on the ground: "I think you are quite crazy."
"That's the case." A'luo pulled a thin blanket and draped it lazily around her body. I don't know whether it was because of the attack of the heart-burning fruit seeds in her body or something else. The vertical mark between her eyebrows was so red that it was almost enchanting.
There was a hint of unbearable pain between the ends of her eyes, but she smiled faintly, gave Balian a meaningful look, and said, "If I were really crazy, I wouldn't look like this now."
As she spoke, a wisp of bright red blood dripped from the corner of her lips and dripped on the thin snow-white blanket.
A'luo wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, lowered his head and frowned for a long time, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Compared to before, it doesn't hurt so much."
Balian didn't say anything. He leaned over and picked up the empty cup on the ground, picked up the teapot, filled it with tea, and said, "There will be a lot of things tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."
The rain could be heard outside the window, and the night wind was whistling through the branches.
Bai Lian picked up his cold boots, held an umbrella and left.
The night rain stained the lattice windows, and the glazed palace lanterns under the eaves of the double-cornered palace remained in the wind and rain. The rain was sparse and the wind was blowing, and Basho wept.
A'rao pushed the thin blanket around him and stopped in front of the window, looking at the figure that was getting further away under the corridor on a rainy night. His eyes were a little sad and tired due to the misty rain curtain.
The person who gave her a clear dream and made her miserable for half her life.
She set off thousands of feet of red light and looked for him among all things.
Can't you wait for the breeze, the vegetation, and the wind and rain to come together?
Why didn't the person who made her lovesick so much and couldn't find a solution look back at her?
Drinking poison is too bitter, too bitter...
…
…
"It's done?" It's still that corner, that palace pillar, Erhe Burial Heart seems to have arrived as promised, and has been waiting here for a long time.
He is the master of the young seeds of Burning Heart Fruit. When the young seeds are taken into his stomach, he can clearly sense them.
Bailian stopped his steps and looked coldly: "Something happened to Ning Feiyan."
"I feel extremely regretful and sorry about this matter." Zianxin said in a pityful tone, shaking his head repeatedly.
"I have tried my best to protect Lord Ninghe. To this end, I even disobeyed His Highness Shaojun's order and got rid of the assassins he sent. In the end, even my strongest ANBU gun demon died in Beiyuan. Sen, Sir Si Chen, my sincerity is not lacking."
Bai Lian smiled coldly: "The Lord of the Buried Heart River is so sincere. It turns out that my cleverness was misled by my cleverness. In the palace of the Demon Realm, there are the Demon Lord's eyes and guards everywhere. That day you did this so blatantly. Wait for me, I have no intention of hiding it from her."
Zangxin slowly narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "The process is not important, the result is the most important. In the final analysis, our goal has been completed."
As he said that, he looked at Bai Lian carefully and said, "Or is it that Lord Si Chen saw that Your Majesty came here knowing that you were hiding poison, and she drank poison to make you soft-hearted? Haha, yes, Your Majesty is a woman after all, and a very infatuated and beautiful woman, so it is human nature for Lord Si Chen to be soft-hearted."
Balian was surrounded by murderous intent, and his expression became colder and colder: "Have you known for a long time that she would take poison voluntarily?"
"All this is thanks to Lord Ninghe. If she hadn't gone to Beiyuan with her arrogance, how could I have accomplished this smoothly? After all, I know that she was facing the Demon Emperor of Beiyuan.
No matter how you can return from this trip with your life, I might as well take this opportunity to set the terms of protection with you. It would be a pity to lose such a capable ANBU loyal general like Gu Changjing.
After all, my people must not die in vain. It is precisely because Your Majesty knows this that even if he knows that this is my plan, he has to get involved personally. "
Zang Xin's eyes curled up, and she thought of the ambitious wild wolf in the night with a smile: "If Your Majesty is not able to eat the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit tonight, she knows that, I am just a mere mortal, and I will definitely think about it." I will do my best to avenge my poor subordinate..."
"In this case, she will have to suffer the consequences herself."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-green sword light suddenly flashed in front of Zhan Xin's eyes. It was as fast as a flying dragon's shadow, and there was so much violence that it made people's hair stand on end.
Even though Fang Xin was prepared, he couldn't help but be surprised.
He secretly wondered how this person's cultivation could progress at such a terrifying speed. Even though he had passed through the calamity, his cultivation level was far inferior to him.
But the force of a slashing sword forced him to deal with it seriously.
The heart-burial sleeves were filled with the fierce wind, fluttering and dancing, the bulging cuffs opened their mouths like a dragon, and wrapped around the Tiance Junshan Sword that was chopped in Bailian's hand.
In one move, it was like ironing a thin layer of snow with the palm of your hand, easily removing the murderous aura from the sword.
But before he could calm down, he heard a sizzling sound, and the sleeves of the black black robe were torn with a sharp crack.
The strong wind poured out of the sleeves, and the wide sleeves no longer had the powerful momentum of the curling blade, and fell down like a deflated rubber ball.
Although Tiance Junshan's sword energy had been exhausted, Bailian's physical strength was still there, and he flipped his wrist to lift the sword's edge.
Zila——
The blade of the sword drew a dazzling spark on his metal mask.
Zang Xin's figure retreated hastily and fell into the heavy rain. His clothes were soaked in an instant.
He covered his cheek, blood spilled from his fingers, and looked at the half mask on the ground with a stern look, his expression very dangerous.
"It seems that Lord Si Chen doesn't cherish the hard-won friendship between us."
The next moment, the gloomy look in his eyes was gone. He lightly wiped his cheek with his palm, and the blood immediately dissipated, and his face was replaced by a complete skeleton ghost face.
Zang Xin once again became the gentle and good-natured person he used to be when receiving gifts: "But for the sake of Lord Si Chen who lost his beloved concubine, Zang Xin will suffer from the sword tonight. I hope that you will act well at the wedding tomorrow." Don’t lose your sense of proportion again.”
He chuckled, and as he moved, the black robe turned into a thick mist, and his breath completely disappeared in the world.
Balian held up an umbrella and raised his sword. Under the umbrella, a pair of dark eyes looked indescribably cold. He stared dimly at the rainy night ahead and stood there for a long time.
It wasn't until the sound of rain gradually fell that he walked out of the corridor, squatted down, and looked at his reflection in the rain in the small puddle on the ground.
When the umbrella was lightly closed, the coldness, anger, sadness and other emotions in his eyes disappeared, turning into a calm and deep look without showing any edge.
Ripples rippled across the rainwater in the small pit.
At this moment, he was in front of the pit, with his umbrella above him. He was separated from the thousands of raindrops, so how could there be ripples on the water?
In the ripple reflection, besides Balian, there was another small and shadowy figure strangely appearing next to him.
The ghost boy with the Yinmu Qiang flute in his hand appeared at Bailian's feet. One of his arms hung slightly by his side, and his ghostly eyes turned slightly.
It raised its head and slowly held up a blood-stained bead.
That bead was the other half of Shuijun's divine source, the orb earring that Ning Feiyan wore all year round.
At this moment, the beads were no longer as bright and red as before. Instead, they were completely black, as if they had been soaked in ink, and were extremely contaminated by the evil spirit.
Balian took the bead, and his shoulders suddenly shook. He covered his lips and coughed lightly for a long time, then put down his palms as if nothing had happened. There was a faint trace of blood hidden between his pursed lips.
After collecting the black beads, he took the orb pendant from his neck and handed it into the hands of Ghost Flute Boy.
He ordered quietly: "You know what to do."
The ghost flute boy took the bead respectfully, and then turned into a thick ghostly aura, submerged into Bai Lian's shadow and disappeared.
Bai Lian stood up with an umbrella, and the accumulated rain once again filled up the darkness of night. In the silent rainy night, a few subtle coughs sounded again.
Bailian took a few steps, his figure swayed slightly, and he leaned against the wall as if he was standing unsteadily.
He opened his palms, looked deeply at the scarlet liquid in his palms, and frowned.
"It hurts more than I thought."
He murmured to himself, and his face could no longer hold back, revealing a hint of unbearable pain.
He was holding the wall, unable to hold the umbrella safely, and his whole body was shaking like the thin snow crumbling on the branches in winter.
The energy that he had managed to maintain in the face of Zang Xin just a moment ago gradually weakened, and his face turned frighteningly pale.
So much so that the bloody vertical mark that slowly appeared between his eyebrows seemed extremely shocking.
After waiting for a long time, Bai Lian straightened the glass umbrella again, took a handful of rainwater that spilled from the umbrella in his palm, and carefully washed away the blood stains between his palms and the corners of his lips. After making it impossible for anyone to see any clues, Then he slowly returned to Chaomu Hall.
Hearing that the Demon Lord was going to reopen the Underworld Bridge and let everyone return to the human world, Wen Hanwei looked solemnly at Bailian, who was shaking his umbrella sideways, and her voice was unusually warm and angry: "What a fool, you have to deal with the Demon Lord alone. Can’t do it?”
Balian rubbed his eyebrows. He had solved too many troublesome things tonight and he was very tired at the moment.
Wen Hanwei's eyes paused, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take the glazed umbrella from his hand. Before Bai Lian could explain or persuade, she had enlightened herself in the short process of taking the umbrella.
"When will we leave tomorrow?" Wen Hanwei asked.
Hearing this, Ye Lian's expression changed slightly and said, "Junior Sister Wen, do you plan to keep him alone?"
Yin Baishuang snorted lightly and said: "If you don't leave now, you might be able to stay and be exploited by others. If the little corpse demon wants to escape from the marriage, the demon lord will suppress us, and he will not be able to do anything.
Don't take your position as the master of Taixuan Sutra too seriously. In the demon world, you and I are both a burden to the little corpse demon. It is a wise move to leave at this moment. "
That's right.
But Ye Lian has received a lot of care from Bai Lian since he entered the demon world. At this critical moment, he left him alone to marry the female devil.
No matter how you look at it, you have a sense of deja vu of forcing girls into prostitution for self-protection and selling girls for peace.
Ye Liang, who was well-educated, looked at Su Jing in embarrassment and had to throw the problem to her and asked: "Young Master, what do you think about this matter?"
Su Jing was teasing Afutu, who was left sleeping there by Balian.
Uh...it's not exactly teasing.
Because at this moment, Afutu had been provoked by her, and his hair was all exposed, with a fierce look on his face. He was guarding a carrot in his arms with his teeth bared, and his eyes were wary and staring at her fiercely.
Su Jing's finger had already been forcefully inserted under the rabbit's paw, trying to pull out the carrot inside and snatch it away.
That carrot was left by Bailian to Afu Rabbit when he left the palace to see the Demon Lord. Now the rabbit has eaten half of the carrot butt.
Somehow, this carrot caught Miss Jing's eye, so much so that she actually vented her anger with a rabbit.
Perhaps the glances that everyone was looking at were too real. Su Jing slowly retracted her fingers, lowered her head and picked at the silver thread between her sleeves as if nothing had happened.
Look at that...
Do not know why……
It actually made people feel that she was slightly guilty.
Will Miss Jing, who is as pure as the abyss and as clean as jade, feel guilty because of a carrot?
This idea also flashed through everyone's mind like a joke, feeling that it was ridiculous.
Rabbit hugged the carrot and fell asleep again. Su Jing lowered his eyes and said softly: "You don't need to stay here for a long time."
The concise and concise words revealed her cold and ruthless temperament, as if Balian was not at all interested in who she married.
Yin Baishuang looked at her steadily, but maliciously commented without any mercy: "Can you speak well?"
Su Jing looked at her: "When did I stop talking properly?"
Yin Baishuang said: "You speak as you speak. What's with those rabbit ears on your head that are bouncing around? That swagger makes it seem like you are fooling people without conscience."
Su Jing slowly frowned, and her eyes were covered with a layer of alienated frost. She suddenly raised her hand and actually folded the pair of unruly little ears on her head into a tight knot.
The restless ears calmed down.
Su Jing's tone also became colder, with a delicate and indifferent face: "Is your eye bouncing while looking at my ear?"
Yin Baishuang: "..."
Ye Liang: "..."
Wen Hanwei came to the correct conclusion in a serious manner: "Ajing seems to be in a bad mood tonight."
Balian said "Huh?" and asked without thinking: "Is it because you and the rabbit lost the carrot?"
Wen Hanwei looked sideways at Balian's 'carrot' and nodded her head vigorously.
"Well, yes, that's right."
