long night walk

Chapter 546
Seeing how eager she is to coax the cat as her ancestor, she knows that if she becomes her pet, even if she loses her cultivation, she will be able to roam around in this demon world without any worries.

But at the same time, he will only be imprisoned by her side forever as a pet, let others play with him, and never want to go anywhere.

The purpose of Bai Lian's trip to the Demon World was to close the road, so he naturally didn't want to go with her.

He meowed twice, his claws struggled between her sleeves, and the hair all over his body exploded in resistance.

Fearing that his expression was not obvious enough, he even started to use Ning Feiyan on one side, staring at her eagerly with light blue vertical pupils sucking a circle of watery tears.

A pair of ears drooped pitifully, and the soft calling sounded so repeatedly that one's bones were crisp.

A loyal look that would not leave his master even to the death.

The front two paws opened as if begging for a hug, trying to get back into the embrace of the owner.

Ning Feiyan, who was caught off guard by his show, had weird eyes, and felt that his pretentious acting skills really made people laugh.

She suppressed the smile that floated on her lips, and she also cooperated very well in pretending to love him deeply, and the sad expression of not wanting to part.

But with an embarrassed look of not daring to disobey the devil, she looked at Baili'an with a shy smile, reluctantly, and reluctantly gave up: "Your Majesty is able to see you. It is your blessing from ten lifetimes of cultivation. It’s good to do it for yourself.”

Hearing this, Bai Lian became more and more pitiful and humble, with two tears well squeezed out of his eyes, twisting his waist and hips, struggling to get out of the embrace of the demon king, leaping at Ning Feiyan's feet, constantly using Her cheek rubbed against the fringe of her skirt, looking very clingy.

Ning Feiyan wiped her tears with her fingertips, and wanted to squat down to hug him, but she took another look at the Demon Lord's face, and resisted not doing anything.

There was a small ball of cats at her feet, constantly circling around her feet, their meowing was choked and hoarse.

As if knowing that she was about to be abandoned, her tail was hanging down on the ground in loss, her fur was licking, her paws hooked her skirt fawningly, her eyes were wet.

Hong Zhuang, who was kneeling by the side, was dumbfounded when she saw that one person and one cat had a perfect understanding just relying on eye contact.

But in this way, Mao'er finally expressed clearly his unwillingness to leave.

No matter how much you like this cat, His Majesty the Demon King, who is in the upper position and rules over the demon world, must not be unreasonably loved by many people.

Hong Zhuang couldn't help but glanced at the face of the female devil, and couldn't help shaking slightly.

The smile on the corners of the female devil's lips sank at some point and disappeared. She looked at the white cat at Ning Feiyan's feet, her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes immediately turned cold.

Without saying a word, she walked over and picked up the cat again, and gave Ning Feiyan a cold look: "I want this cat."

Hearing her arrogant and unreasonable tone, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but feel a sinking heart, wondering whether she had seen the origin of the cat.

This is definitely not the best time to send Bai Lian into her hands, but at this moment she is facing the Demon King, resistance and disobedience can only lead to a dead end.

In the end, Bai Lian was still taken away by the female devil.

Ning Feiyan sighed, and sat down at the desk, rubbing her forehead with a headache.

She looked at Shaojun Milu who was lying in a pool of blood and fainted from pain, and quickly withdrew her indifferent gaze from him, and said with a sneer, "It seems that Buxin told him about my participation in the King's Return Banquet."

Ning Feiyan didn't even bother to give a cold look to the red makeup who was so badly injured that she couldn't stand up.

She poured herself a cup of cold tea, sniffed the tea but refused to drink it: "You are still as useless as you were then, and you haven't improved at all."

She stood up, holding the teacup steadily with porcelain white fingers, came to Milu's side, and flipped her wrist lightly.

The cup of cold bitter tea was poured all over his cheeks, she threw the cup back onto the desk with no expression on her face, and said flatly, "Just such a waste, is it worth scaring you for so many years?"

Hong Zhuang looked at Ning Feiyan's behavior in shock, and was speechless for a while.

This is the monarch that the Succubus clan has served for generations, even the owner of Erhe River dare not be rude to him, how dare she dare to be so disrespectful...

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Bai Lian couldn't understand how a cruel woman like Mojun could be so obsessed with a cat.

He originally thought that the Demon Lord was just using him as a plaything for fun on a whim, but when he was brought back to the Underworld, he realized that His Majesty the Demon Lord was extremely serious about keeping cats.

When he was in Chaomu Palace, Bai Lian could tell that Ning Feiyan actually didn't like keeping cats, or that she was not interested in all small animals.

Ning Feiyan never allowed him to take a step on the couch in the palace, if Hongzhuang hadn't given him a small bed because of the kindness she had shown when she recited the bronze door, she might have to sleep on the cold stone floor day and night.

But when they arrived at Hades, the treatment was completely different.

With the order of the Demon Lord, all the furnishings in the Nether Hall were changed in an instant. The ancient black jade bed carved by Youlong, the violet curtains and gauze curtains were as heavy as clouds, and 37 glass lamps were newly added in the hall.

Even the floor was covered with a brocade soft blanket, and one foot landed on it, as if stepping on a cloud.

The Hades Palace, which was originally deserted, has been carefully tidied up several times, the spring light has washed away, and the warm palace is fragrant.

After dismissing the idlers in the palace, the female devil lazily kicked off her shoes and socks, hugged Bai Lian, and took him to the king's bed that no one dared to approach since ancient times without any hesitation, and took good care of him. injury.

There is no shortage of rare medicines in the palace, and the wounds from the battle with Ning Feiyan in the valley have not been healed, and the stabbing wounds on the chest and abdomen have been dragged on for a long time, and there are even faint signs of festering.

The smell of blood was not pleasant, but she didn't care at all, and placed Baili'an, which was nestled into a small ball, on her bare instep.

After she gently wiped the blood from his hair with a wet wipe, she began to apply medicine to treat the wound.

Her long, blue-silk hair was untied at some point, and it fell down her shoulders in countless strands, and the soft strands fell on his body.

Under the faint halo, her brows are full, her face is as bright as jade, she has lost her usual viciousness and sharpness, and at this moment, her face is a little more quiet and obedient.

Bai Lian raised his head, met her jade-like black eyes, and smiled at him.

For a moment, he couldn't understand how a person who could smile so innocently and cleanly with a cat opposite him could be a female devil who made the six worlds fear and fear him?
The injuries on his body were healed quickly, and the skin under his claws was very soft and warm, the body temperature of a living person.

She put down the wet towel and medicine, took a clean handkerchief to wipe off the blood on her palms, took another piece of hibiscus cake, put it on Bai Lian's lips, looked at him with crooked eyes, and said: " Xiaobai, this is your favorite hibiscus cake, try it."

Facing this smile, Bai Lian couldn't resist, so he obediently opened his mouth and took a small bite. The soft and crispy taste flooded the tip of his tongue. This hibiscus cake was made very delicately.

It's a pity that he can't taste the sweetness and bitterness.

After he ate a piece of cake in small mouthfuls and was fed another mouthful of warm tea, his stomach began to feel a little uncomfortable.

After turning into a cat, Bai Lian retained most of the characteristics of the corpse, such as no sense of taste and indigestion of human food.

But there are some places that are different from the human body, for example, as a cat, he will sometimes feel sleepy, perhaps because the corpse orb is sealed, his spirit will be very weak.

Consciousness gradually began to get tired and confused. It was strange. Ever since he entered the Demon Realm, Bai Lian's spirit had been in a state of high tension. Although he had a contractual relationship with Ning Feiyan, he was very wary of her from the beginning to the end. .

The degree of danger of the demon king is far higher than that of Ning Feiyan. She is more terrifying and cruel?
But now nestled on her feet, Bai Lian's mood slowly relaxed for a moment, his eyelids closed heavily, he rubbed his belly against her feet, and found a comfortable position to curl up into a ball.

The shadows of the glazed lamps and candles are deep, the jade furnace is burning, and the green smoke is puffing up.

The female devil looked tenderly at the little thing on her feet, and tears rolled down her cheeks in her dark and moist eyes.

She whispered slowly: "Fortunately, you are still..."

When he was deeply sleepy, Bai Lian felt in a trance that he was embraced by one hand, wrapped in a soft embrace, and the familiar breath wrapped him around, it was a wonderful feeling.

It was clearly the first time for him to be a cat, but it seemed that he had experienced the feeling of being completely wrapped in someone's arms and falling asleep together.

Vaguely, he heard her say: "Xiaobai, holding you like this, I seem to have returned to the time when we were dependent on each other. At that time, the master was not there, but fortunately... I have you."

The fairy tears in his bones seemed to move at a certain moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he knew that he was still in a dream.

What caught his eyes was the land of the terracotta land, a place he had never been to, and the setting sun above his head shone on him, but it didn't bring him the poisonous pain that he imagined.

There was a pool of blood under him, and the reflection in the pool of blood was actually the figure of a cat.

Is that him?
At dusk, the ruins of Siye, behind the ruins, there is an endless desert of yellow sand. He crossed the ruins and crossed the sharp sandy Gobi cliffs. He ran extremely fast, and for some reason, he felt very restless.

He didn't know what he was looking for, and he didn't know what he was anxious about.

Until he came to the other side of a burning river of flames, in the raging fire, there were countless tormenting monsters, like an oven of heaven and earth, burning all living beings.

The monsters fought each other in the raging fire, their intestines were pierced and their stomachs were rotten, and the ax owl's head was splashed with blood like soup.

The fiery chaotic ghost hell is nothing more than that.

The fire was like poison, but it couldn't stop him.

What he was looking for seemed to be in that fiery river.

The moment he rushed into Yanhe, thousands of monsters fighting each other seemed to find a common goal in an instant, and rushed towards him one after another.

Bai Lian didn't know what he could do with his frail cat body.

But the next moment, he saw himself spit out a sword light, the sword energy turned into a dragon, swept across, the hell of fighting became a field of Shura, the stumped limbs and broken arms of monsters could be seen everywhere, and the evil spirit of death was so strong that there was no one there. The demon can keep him.

He seemed a little too strong.

It's just that the raging fire here seems to be constantly devouring the spiritual power in his body, and his strength is constantly weakening.

Ahead, there is still a black sea of ​​monsters with no end in sight.

In this place where the gods dare not stay longer than half a day, they may be taken away by the demon spirits in the raging fire at any time, but he has killed all the way from the other side of the river to this side.

In the end, he found the timid and helpless girl Demon Lord behind the bone-covered throne.

She lay curled up in the corpse of the demon bone, her dark curly hair fell behind her like smoke.

Her gaze was distracted, as if she had fallen into some kind of terrible nightmare that was difficult to wake up, sobbing and muttering, as if she had been forcibly pushed into hell and could never find a way back or a way out.

"Master taught me to be kind..."

"One kind heart can be immortal, and a hundred lamps can shine brightly for thousands of miles."

She was covered in the blood of her own race, lying there with a red rope in her arms, but she never let it be stained with blood, in her arms, it was clean.

The bones under her body silently narrated the cruel evil. She repeated her murmurs repeatedly, her consciousness was already blurred, and her voice was full of grievances and complaints: "Master... I don't want to be a demon king who harms people. They forced me to kill people." Me, when will you come and take me home..."

There seemed to be something strange churning in Bai Lian's chest. He didn't know who the master she was talking about, but he still slowly stretched out a front paw towards the girl.

As far as his eyes could see, that claw suddenly turned into a pale, blood-stained human palm. Under the slender fingertips, there was a thin callus that only a sword practicer would have.

That palm comforted the girl's slender shoulders, and he heard his own voice sound slowly, he said, "Ah Rao, bear with me a little longer, I'll take you home right away."

He carried the young uncrowned king on his back and left this world of fire and yellow sand.

When she woke up, it was difficult for him to maintain his human body, his cultivation dissipated, and he turned into a white cat.

In this era of demons dancing wildly, during her difficult years, he guarded the girl in the form of a kitten, watching how she walked to the high platform step by step, awakened the demon blood, and became a real demon king.

At the enthronement ceremony that year, on the throne of the Demon Realm, she was not alone, she also had a cat.

On the eve of her departure from the Demon Realm, she took off her black royal robe and put on a familiar black and red sword outfit, hugging the cat with a calm expression and said: "Xiaobai, Master is getting married, I have to go back to the mountain to help him." Qinghe, I can't take you away."

"I... finally going home."

"But after so many years, why didn't Master come to find me?"

"If Master knew that I had become a Demon Lord, he...would kill me with his own hands, right?"

"Xiaobai, you are a demon, I can't bring you in front of him, he...will be angry."

"Xiaobai, I'm sorry, I'm going to abandon you."

"Sorry……"

In the girl's murmured and repeated voice, the echoes of the two worlds seemed to overlap, and the apologetic words in the ear were mixed with the sporadic drizzle outside the window, which seemed to be slightly choked.

Bai Lian's headache was about to split, and his mind seemed to be violently disturbed by a sharp knife. After suffering the pain for a while, his consciousness gradually returned.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a piece of soft snow-like skin covering his small body for protection.

Violet-colored flowing cloud-patterned curtains flutter gently, and the breeze entering the room is cool and cool.

His Majesty the Mojun was only covered with a thin quilt, under the quilt were her and him, and under the couch were the emperor's robes, small socks, obscene clothes, and even tube tops, which were scattered all over the floor. on the bed frame.

She slept with the cat in her arms and took off all her clothes. What kind of eccentricity is this!

The soft touch buried deep in his cheeks woke him up in an instant, and Bailian's tail froze up, and his whole body twitched, finally waking up the sleeping devil.

The soft and slender eyelashes flicked slightly, and a pair of deep black eyes looked deeply at the kitten in her arms. She smiled softly: "Good morning Xiaobai, you were so cold last night, but I simmered you for a while." It was only at night that I warmed you up."

Hearing Xiaobai's voice, Bai Lian suddenly remembered that dream. For a moment, he felt that the faint smile on her face was a bit pitiful. His paw patted her shoulder.

The female devil was startled, then bent her eyes and rubbed her lips on his head intimately, and said: "I have to get up to critique papers, I have prepared your favorite books in advance, and I will come to play with you later How are you?"

(End of this chapter)