Balian's scalp felt numb due to her gentle and bone-gnawing gaze.
A'luo went all the way from the Royal City to the Beiyuan Forest. In just six days, he passed through mountains, seas and rivers.
Yun Rong did not rest for a moment as she expanded the world realm. She also opened and closed the sea of qi all the way, fighting all the way into the siege.
After six days, the two of them had consumed a lot of energy, and Balian even believed that this moment was the perfect time to kill Demon Lord Aluo.
As long as he draws out the power of the Burning Heart Fruit in his body, his chances of winning are more than 70%.
Bailian took a deep look at A'luo, and did not answer or take action to fight. He just hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and without even a moment's greetings, he turned around and sped towards the northern forest.
A'luo traveled thousands of miles to get here, but he didn't get angry even if he couldn't get a word of understanding from him. He hurriedly used his skills to chase after him with perseverance.
She didn't dare to follow him too close, nor did she want to stay too far away. She followed him at a very measured distance, with a very low posture and a very soft tone:
"Sichen, Sichen, I know I was wrong. I lost my head during the wedding banquet. I shouldn't have hurt you. Please don't ignore me, okay?"
At this moment, A'luo didn't look like a demon at all. She was dusty and her hair was messy. From a distance, she looked like a puppy with fluffy fur and floppy ears, looking at Bailian eagerly.
Yun Rong was not sure what bad idea A-Rao was planning for a while. She already knew that A-Rao was the most moody and ruthless person, but this was the first time that Balian had to submit to him in every way to please her in front of her.
She frowned coldly and looked at her with an unkind expression: "You know you hurt him deeply, but where did you get the nerve to let him deal with you?"
Hearing Yun Rong's voice, a black smoke slowly gathered between A'rao's brows, wisps of wisps of black smoke, as fierce as evil, and the five fingers under the sleeves were hooked, obviously intending to make her suffer.
Balian seemed to have noticed something. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes were calm and he looked straight at her.
A'luo hurriedly put away her paws carefully, with a cute and harmless expression on her face, looking at Bailian meekly and innocently, her voice was so soft, she whispered as if she was holding greasy candy: "Si Chen~"
Balian didn't have the patience to deal with her, so he raised his hand and shot out a stream of black demonic energy, which naturally contained the power of Burning Heart.
A'rao's expression changed slightly, as if he was extremely afraid of the power of the aura.
Balian intended to scare her back, not to hurt her at all, but Arao knew that if he dodged like this, he would take the opportunity to stay away from her.
Regarding Bai Lian's attack, A'rao gritted his teeth and did not dodge, and even took the initiative to meet him.
The black demonic energy was like a blade, and with a sizzling sound, it made a big gash on her shoulder.
Blood spurted out, and A'luo let out a weak groan of pain, and with sharp eyes, he picked out a dangerous cliff and fell down.
Bai Lian's eyelids twitched fiercely. He didn't expect that this demon king would become shameless and would do anything he could.
Yun Rong saw his wavering and soft-heartedness, and hugged Bailian's waist tightly with her arms, whispering: "She is a demon king. She can't be killed by just falling off a cliff, so we don't have to worry about her."
Naturally, the height of a cliff cannot kill the mighty Demon Lord.
But Balian knew that the power of the Burning Heart Fruit was extremely powerful to defeat her. She had been hit hard by the blow just now. She must have lost control of her body in the current situation just like that night.
A'luo was a very scheming person who knew how to take advantage of misfortune. When he fell, he deliberately chose a death pose with his head down and his feet up, eager to reincarnate.
The veins on Bailian's forehead jumped again and again, and finally he turned and chased A'luo in the direction where he fell.
He caught her body in mid-air, holding the clothes at the back of her neck with one hand like a dog, and said breathlessly: "If you want to die, get away, don't be an eyesore here."
Bailian has not yet fully experienced A'luo's shameless skills. In the past, she would still act like a demon king despite her status.
But when she knew that Bailian actually set up a secret plan for her, spent so much effort to help her deal with Burial Heart, and even went so far as to take the heart-burning fruit seed herself, she lost all her airs and temper.
Recalling the battle at the wedding banquet, when she was thrown into the oven by his own hands, she still hated him. But now that she thought about it, she felt that she was a bastard, and she felt extremely regretful.
She was lifted up and hung in the air. This opportunity to be close would never come back. Without thinking, she gave her a bear hug and wrapped her arms and legs around her.
She hugged Balian's thigh tightly, raised her head, and her eyes filled with pitiful water: "I'll hit you however you want, just don't be angry with me, okay~"
Yun Rong rolled his eyes and whispered, "It's so shameless."
Balian laughed angrily, seizing the opportunity to wrap the tattered pants around him, using all kinds of tricks.
Your Majesty the Demon Lord, you are really capable.
He shook his thigh hard, and Aluo was like brown candy, sticking to it so tightly that he couldn't shake it off.
Moreover, this guy pinched Balian's soft-hearted temper and held his thigh tightly with both hands. Balian shook his thigh and opened the wound on his shoulder with one movement, and the bright red liquid that oozed out stained his pants. After that, Bai Lian stopped moving.
The three people just stood in a stalemate on the cliff.
Balian gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still thinking about wanting me to be your Fengjun?"
A'luo knew that he was rushing north in a hurry, just to leave the demon world through the gate.
After returning to the human world, it is like a fish returning to the sea. It will be extremely difficult to tie him to your side.
She had no choice but to coax and say: "If you feel that you have lost face by being in a lower position than a woman, I will take the position of the Demon King for you. If you marry me, I will be your Demon Concubine. You want to marry Yun Rong." It doesn’t matter whether you want to accept a succubus or not, I’ll do whatever you want, as long as you don’t leave.”
Oh, for the sake of male lust, I even gave up my position as the Demon King.
I really don’t know what Erhe Zangxin, who was planning day and night, would think after hearing this.
Do you regret that you wear a mask all day long and didn't think of snatching away a good person who would bring disaster to the country and the people? This is much easier than him plotting the conspiracy day and night.
Before Balian could answer, Yun Rong grabbed Balian's collar with great excitement and said with vigilance: "Don't let her be deceived by her sweet words. With her perverted and paranoid character, she will definitely not allow you to marry her." other's."
Bai Li'an was speechless. Miss Yun Rong, what do you mean by your words? The point is that she doesn't allow him to marry someone else?
Shouldn't the main point of anger be that Demon Lord A'luo arbitrarily included you among the candidates for the harem's concubines?
Seeing that Bai Lian's face was getting more and more ugly, A'luo pressed her cheek against his thigh and continued to please and act coquettishly.
One hand touched up restlessly, and his fingers gently touched the place where the seal was on his body. His voice was so soft that it made people's bones go numb:
"If Si Chen you still feel uneasy, why don't you just use my body to vent your anger like that night until you feel relieved, okay?"
Balian finally couldn't bear it any longer, picked up her collar and pulled her up hard.
When his eyes were level with her, he found that this guy was speaking soft and seductive words, but his eyes were provocatively glancing at the woman in his arms.
Yun Rong was offended, her expression suddenly turned cold, her eyes were no longer elegant and calm, and they were full of anger: "You are outrageous!"
After angrily reprimanding her, she looked up at Balian with worried eyes and said, "Did she tell the truth just now? You...you..."
Balian didn't want to take over this shit basin, but didn't know how to explain it, when a sound of bamboo flute suddenly came from deep in the night forest.
The sound of the flute is shrill and bleak, rising and closing, implying a cruel and soul-calling meaning, and the sound and color of the flute are full of ominousness.
"This is..." The smile on A'rao's face faded, and his expression was cold and cold.
However, before anyone could react, the wind around them suddenly became violent and fierce, and the demonic energy in the space became chaotic and rioting. In the blink of an eye, a large thick fog filled the cliff and abyss.
The whistling wind in his ears was like the cry of a ghost adulterated, and an invisible fierce wind cut off the tendons of Bailian's wrist without any warning.
Under the splatter of blood, Bailian's hand holding A'rao suddenly became weak.
As soon as his fingers loosened, A'rao instantly lost gravity, and his whole body fell towards the depths of the dark cliff, and was instantly swallowed up by the dark mist and disappeared.
Yun Rong pushed Bailian away and stood up with his sword, his expression solemn and solemn, alert to all directions.
Balian shook his sleeves slightly and stared at the blood on the wound on his wrist.
What kind of wind-killing technique is this that can break through his body so easily?
The snow-washing sword under Yun Rong's body burst out with sword energy, and the majestic spiritual power was as bright as daylight for a moment. The sword energy spurted out strong light and heat, scattering the wild wind and waves.
Her expression was as cold as frost, and she said: "The real danger is not the sound of the flute, but the 'thing' that is being summoned by the sound of the flute."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge silhouetted shadow object seemed to burst out from the darkness of the cliff and abyss, directly tearing a huge gap in the howling wind and mist at the bottom of the cliff.
Rocks were rolling down the cliff, as if they were being rubbed and swam by some gigantic object.
The terrifying movement suddenly broke the strangeness of the night.
An unknown, sticky and rich demon power suddenly broke into Yun Rong's perception.
The thick fog beneath him rolled suddenly violently, and something as thick as a python, like a huge blood-colored root vine, shot up and swept over at an incredible speed.
The blood-colored 'root vine' seemed to have a terrifying mental attack. Before the attack came, a snake roar came from deep in the ears of Yun Rong and Bai Lian. It was so deafening that the divine palace could not bear it.
Yun Rong's face suddenly turned pale, and the light of the Xue Xue Sword also dimmed.
Bai Lian also lost consciousness for a while, as if his soul had been captured, and his expression was in a trance.
With just a moment of flaw, the bloody 'root vine' seized the gap, wrapped around Bai Lian's waist, and dragged him to the bottom of the cliff.
When Yun Rong saw this, his face became paler. He held up the Snow Washing Sword and was about to save people. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sound of a flute suddenly whistled loudly and passionately from somewhere in the distance.
Long! Long! Long!
An incredible scene happened!
Three blood-colored 'root vines' that were thicker and more intense than before broke through the darkness of the fog. Just like the nine-headed demon snake in ancient times woke up, the aura of the 'root vines' was extremely strange, and the majestic demonic power instantly Yun Rong's spiritual power was swallowed up completely.
In the fierce wind, Yun Rong, who was already weak, could hardly control the Xue Xue Sword.
She reluctantly recalled her sword, and a huge shadow came towards her, and she saw the 'root vine' like a dragon's bow coming towards her.
Yun Rong was hit head-on by a heavy and terrifying force. His small body was like a drop of water, and was knocked down to the depths of the cliff.
With the howling wind in his ears, Balian felt like he was being dragged down crazily, and was suddenly slammed into a cold darkness.
Severe pain hit him, and his whole body seemed to be shattered. His hands and feet were tightly bound, and the huge thing around his waist squirmed and tightened, like a giant python trying to slowly wrap up its prey.
Fortunately, Balian didn't need to breathe, otherwise he would have suffocated to death in a short time.
He seemed to be dragged into this thing's lair and fell to the bottom of the cliff. In the darkness, Balian looked at the scene in front of him in horror.
Where was the vine that was tightly wrapped around his body? Instead, it was a bloody existence like a blood vessel.
In a cold and damp place under his body, there is a huge mass of sarcoma, like scarlet blood vessels wrapped around Bai Lian's body, as many as catkins and dandelions, intertwined on the surface of the sarcoma in a terrifying posture, like snakes entwining themselves. They were biting and flicking each other.
Before Bailian could take a closer look, there was a rapid falling wind above his head.
Yun Rong was seen falling sharply from a high altitude. The fall was extremely fast. Bai Lian only saw her turning into a shadow. When she fell heavily, she still made a big hole in the huge squirming and beating flesh.
"Miss Yunrong!!!" Balian shouted.
Yun Rong fell down and half-knelt on the ground holding his sword. His face was not very good-looking, his lips were almost pale, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
She looked at Bailian with concern, shook her head at him, and said, "I'm fine, you..."
Before she finished speaking, the scarlet veins and blood vessels that kept crawling under her feet were curling towards her. Yun Rong's eyes were cold, and he was about to raise his sword to kill these evil things.
At this time, A'luo's voice came from not far away: "I would like to advise you, at this time, the corpse of Beiyuan Demon Emperor has turned into a rotten demon. The more you resist and struggle, the more ferocious and violent it becomes. If you are honest, A little, but it won’t hurt you.”
Yun Rong's movement of raising the sword froze. There was a cold light in her eyes, and she looked in the direction of the voice, with a mocking sneer on her lips: "This is what you said about 'won't hurt you'."
In a dark corner, Demon Lord A'luo, who was the first to fall from the cliff, was wrapped up like a rice dumpling and hung upside down by the group of scarlet veins.
That posture is no different from that of a cow or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
A'luo was injured by the demonic energy of Bailian's Burning Heart Fruit and was temporarily unable to move. What was even worse was that blood-like veins were still crawling on the surface of the scarlet blood vessels.
As the blood vessels pulsated and opened and closed, they would continuously secrete countless silk-like tendrils, which softly and sharply penetrated into the wounds on her shoulders, greedily sucking the blood from her body.
With the faint moonlight shining on the bottom of the cliff, Yun Rong discovered that A'luo's face was extremely pale. The cold sweat on her forehead soaked a few strands of her hair and stuck to her forehead and temples, making her a little more fragile. Haggard.
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