long night walk

Chapter 551 Your Majesty, I laughed
His pupils shrank, he retracted his fingers calmly, and said in a low voice: "I can't hold her for three days. In just two days, she slaughtered all 72 Nine Snakes by herself."

Bai Lian's tone paused slightly, his voice was deep and deep, and he seemed a little conflicted, and continued: "The old and the weak, women and children, even newborn babies are not spared."

Ning Feiyan laughed lowly, and said, "You are complaining that it is because of my selfishness that those innocent people died at the hands of the devil."

She raised her eyes and squinted at him, and continued: "The strong live and the weak perish. This has always been the law of survival in the devil world. Since the Nine Snakes have the guts to rebel, they should have expected such a day. The old, the weak, women and children may be innocent, but there are tens of millions of innocent people who have died on the battlefield in this world."

The fire in the charcoal stove was burning extremely vigorously, the fire was like blood, reflected in Ning Feiyan's calm eyes, her pale smile was still sweet.

"Compared to being defeated in the Japanese battle and becoming a plaything in the hands of the enemy, such a way of death is not so pleasant."

She looked back and smiled, the snowy neck was still stained with thin sweat.

Clearly speaking of an extremely cruel fact, her words and smiles are extraordinarily gentle, and her unwavering eyes are like a blurred stroke of ink.

She chuckled: "Young Master Si, if you have the time to pity this group of irrelevant people, it would be better to pity the concubine."

"Oh, I'm going to die soon."

Of course, Bai Lian could see that she was on the verge of death. Her words were not exaggerated. The terrifying and evil force in her body was bit by bit eating away at her few vitality.

It's just that he had never seen that woman before, who was able to describe his own life and death so lightly.

Bai Lian said: "The devil is on his way, and your time is indeed running out."

The fiery red orb shone in her ears, and Ning Feiyan turned her unparalleled face, staring at Bai Lian with deep eyes, with a smile on her lips: "Then, is Mr. Si willing to let me die?"

"In today's huge demon world, only I can help you find what you want."

"Don't Mr. Si not be curious about what kind of interesting things I saw in the Xuanting Cave Mansion?"

Bai Lian pursed his lips, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "This transaction between you and me has been unilaterally helped by me so far. I hope that in the near future, you will not let me Disappointed."

"It's natural." Ning Feiyan smiled with her lips curled up, and her familiar teasing eyes appeared again.

People with soft ears are very easy to deal with. At first, she thought that although Bai Lian had a gentle temper, he was extremely stubborn in his bones and had his own principles of handling things.

But after getting along recently, I found that he really easily exposed his weaknesses.

Sure enough, she heard Bai Lian continue to compromise and said, "I can help you again."

Ning Feiyan's mocking eyes deepened.

"But..." Bai Lian stared at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled on his calm face. He reached out to pick off the hook jade around Ning Feiyan's neck, his clear eyes were very deep and mysterious.

He said: "If I find out that you lied to me, I will give you a hard time in the future."

The smile on his face was pure and innocent, and the cruel words he released were not at all threatening, but more like a joke.

Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes habitually, handed him the sharp fang in her hand, and turned her back to him again.

Pale hands gently tugged on the sides of the shoulders, and the loose nightgown was easily taken off to the waist.

The straight and straight ridges are very smooth and moving, and the waist is thin and slender, giving people a fragile beauty of thinness and fragility.

The originally smooth and white snowy back was now covered with fine wounds of different sizes. Those wounds looked thin, but there was an extremely deep and dark energy of devil's resentment that was constantly eroding her meridians and divine palace.

A bright red bead was deeply embedded in her spine, constantly releasing a terrifying murderous aura, which made one's scalp tingle.

Bai Lian looked down at the white fangs in his hand, which looked like the bones of a monster, and frowned, "What is this?"

"Beiyuan Demon Emperor's fangs, he spent 2000 years of cultivation in this fang, I refined it for 500 years, and there are still 500 years left. The emperor's fangs are deeply poisonous. The dragon poison of the family is very similar, just now I unsealed and released all the remaining 500 years of cultivation with the profound fire, all of which were used to stimulate the poison in the fangs."

At this moment, Ning Feiyan was enduring great pain, her breathing gradually became heavy, and her voice was trembling and short.

"I want you to help me use that emperor's fang to cut open the wounds all over my body, crush that Shemali, and then pour all the poison from the fang into my body."

In the end, this guy was actually able to say this sincerely: "That's all, thank you."

The flat tone seemed to say to pick a bowl of tea for me to drink, but it couldn't hide the stubbornness and madness in it.

Bai Lian's knuckles holding the fangs were faintly white, and he couldn't understand why this woman could be so cruel and decisive to him.

Seeing his silence, Ning Feiyan thought that he couldn't bear to be distressed, so she had no choice but to explain: "Only the emperor's thousand-year cultivation base can perfectly cover up the aura of Shemoli. This is the devil world. If you want to survive, you can only in this way."

"I'm not afraid of pain."

Bai Lian said: "You don't need to explain so much to me, I understand the reason, I'm just thinking about where to start."

Why does it sound like he is preparing to eat roasted whole lamb.

Ning Feiyan frowned and said, "Speed ​​up..."

"Ah!" Before she could finish her sentence, the sharp black and purple fangs tore open a wound on her back without warning.

The painful bitterness quickly injected into her body, and the surging wound quickly turned black and red, filled with poison gas, the blood festered, and the wound was as ferocious as a centipede crawling through it, which was extremely terrifying.

The defenseless Ning Feiyan let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, his face turned pale from the pain, and strands of blood dripped from his lips.

Bai Lian raised his hand and looked at the black blood dripping slowly from the tip of his fangs. He raised his eyebrows and said, "The scream sounds good, at least it makes you look more like a normal person."

Ning Feiyan gritted her teeth bitterly, the pain was so painful that she no longer had the strength to argue with him, her shoulders trembled, and her teeth rattled: "Continue..."

There was no need for her to say anything, Bai Lian didn't stop moving, and the large and small scars on his back were all stabbed and scratched one by one without any trembling.

During the movement, the balls of his dark eyes turned slightly, and the white face was stained with blood, which made his handsome and clean face a bit sad.

A drop of blood happened to splash on the corner of his mouth, and he lightly touched the blood with the tip of his tongue, and he knew that the blood contained a terrible poison after a simple taste. able to hold on.

He kept moving, continued to cut one wound after another, and said calmly, "Why don't you let Hongzhuang do this for you?"

Ning Feiyan was in so much pain that she almost fainted, but she knew that it would be difficult for her to wake up after she passed out at this moment. When Bai Lian talked to her, he wanted her to stay awake.

Her voice was low, and she seemed to be mocking herself: "Although I hate her so much, I also understand her temperament very well. She attaches great importance to me. If I let her do it, can you be as calm and decisive as the company, and cut the mess quickly. The more she gets If you hesitate, you are more likely to make mistakes, and naturally I suffer ten times more pain than now." Her tone seemed to be complimenting, but it was actually mocking.

"Hmm..." There was a very deep wound connected to the muscles and bones, and Ning Feiyan couldn't help but groaned in pain, and she fell on the brocade embroidery on the table as if she was exhausted.

Soon, all the wounds on his back were torn open, as if they had been torn open by the fangs of an evil beast.

Bai Lian pressed the tip of his fangs against the bead between her waist bones, without raising his head, he continued, "Although you hated her so much, you still took her away to protect her at the last moment."

Ning Feiyan let out a mocking laugh: "It turns out that in your perception, I'm such a gentle person. I'm a little flattered."

Bai Li'an shook his head and said: "You are not fully sure of surviving today's situation. If it is revealed, the red makeup in this temple will naturally die under the wrath of the demon king immediately."

Ning Feiyan obviously didn't want to have such a boring topic with him, she urged: "The devil is coming soon, destroy that bead soon."

"Now that you have been severely injured, it is a miracle that you survived. If the injury is added to your body, the moment the beads are destroyed, Shemoli's destructive power will remain in your body forever. At that time, You'll feel luckier dead than alive."

Because no one can bear such suffering.

Ning Feiyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned her head to stare at him fiercely. Because of the torment of pain, her eyes were moist, and she looked a little pitiful.

But even so, it still couldn't hide the calmness and fearlessness in her eyes.

With such a gaze, Bai Lian didn't say anything more, and pushed the fang deeply with his palm.

This moment is undoubtedly extremely painful.

Black and red blood rolled out, Ning Feiyan suddenly grasped the brocade Shu embroidery on the case, her fingers turned pale.

But this time she didn't make any sound, her eyes were loose and dark, and she was eerily calm, and her expressionless pale face lying on the table looked like a ghost.

The tips of the fangs were still deeply inserted into the hideous wound of flesh and blood on her back, and the fragments of the beads were still stuck in the bloody bones.

Bai Lian's eyelids twitched, and his eyes darkened a little. Without saying a word, he dug out the blood-stained fragments one by one, and his movements were extremely fast.

After cleaning up, he was about to pull out his fangs when a cold palm drenched in sweat suddenly grabbed Bai Lian's wrist.

Ning Feiyan firmly grasped his hand, and swiped it out forcefully, the fangs deeply inserted into her flesh and blood suddenly pulled a huge wound across her back.

Flesh and flesh curled up, terrifying!
This woman is really ruthless, in order to cover up the bloody wound caused by She Moli, she is really good at it.

Under Bai Lian's strange eyes, after she finished doing this, she suddenly loosened her palms, her face turned pale, and her head was limply tilted to one side, like a fish about to die of thirst, not like a living person at all.

With most of her life lost, she really doesn't know how to deal with the Demon Lord next.

With the help of Bai Li'an, the wound was covered with a layer of medicine that did not help her injury at all, wrapped in a layer of gauze, changed into clean clothes, and cleaned up the bloody clothes.

Ning Feiyan shook her hands, poured a cup of cold tea on her cheeks.

……

The night is cool, the eaves are raining, and the light is like water.

His Majesty the Demon Lord quickly led people to search the Chaomu Palace. She glanced lightly at the woman who was sitting on the elegant table collecting rain and making tea, her eyes focused on the still water like a secluded pool: "Now the capital is full of wind and rain, Lord Four Rivers is very elegant."

Ning Feiyan lowered her head and stirred the soup and tea, hiding the haggard pallor between her brows through the heat, showing a very elegant and refined appearance.

Taking a celadon cup and filling it with tea, she made a gesture of invitation and said, "Although the wind and rain are strong, how can you walk around in wet clothes."

She smiled with an elegant smile: "It's rainy and cold, why don't your majesty sit down and have a sip of hot tea?"

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive, and even the seriously injured young master Milu rushed here worriedly. Ning Feiyan glanced at the crowd behind the devil, and said with a smile: "The Chaomu Hall has not been so lively for a long time. gone."

Except for the Demon Lord, no one dared to sit in the tea safely.

She sat opposite Ning Feiyan, held up the celadon cup and sniffed it carefully, raised her naturally charming eyes, and said, "It seems that the Lord of the Four Rivers is not surprised to see me at all?"

Ning Feiyan said: "I have heard a little about the things in the city. Your Majesty is looking for that daring thief. Now that he has appeared in the palace of Chaomu, in the eyes of Your Majesty, I am naturally suspicious."

The Demon Lord didn't drink the tea, sniffed it for a while, then put down the cup in his hand, and looked at her silently.

The people behind her, such as Bu Xin and Mi Lu, had the same dignified and deep expressions, because as soon as they entered the hall, there was a lingering smell of blood and soup in the air.

This is Chaomu Palace, and Ning Feiyan likes to live alone.

Who was injured, the answer is naturally ready to come out.

Ning Feiyan sighed softly, imitating the Demon Lord's action, put down the tea, and looked at her sincerely and seriously: "So what does Feiyan need to do to prove his innocence?"

The hot pot was already cooking, and the boiling water hit the small lid of the magnetic pot with bubbling noises. Through the heavy mist, the Demon King's gaze was as smooth as mirror water, and her tone was languid, showing no emotion.

"According to common sense, a person who has been hit by Shamali will not live long at all. In fact, let nature take its course and let that person die in a damp corner where no one knows, it would be easy and easy, but this person's behavior is too rampant , touched something that shouldn't be touched, I really can't swallow this breath."

Ning Feiyan thought she was referring to the royal feather in the Xuanting cave, and said calmly: "I think this matter should be thoroughly investigated."

The Demon Lord nodded, turned his sideways eyes to the people behind him and said, "Go down."

Mi Lu's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "What do you mean, this is the young concubine handpicked by me, and it's not your turn to interrogate her?"

Ning Feiyan never thought that she could use her identity as a young concubine to solve today's predicament, and it could even be said that she would not report any expectations.

Hearing Milu's noisy voice, she was very upset, but she said in a warm and good-natured voice: "Your Highness, please leave the hall."

Today's Demon Lord seems to be calm, but in fact, there is a hidden storm and fury.

Milu is arrogant, she wants to plunge into the fire, Ning Feiyan can disregard his life and death, but once the devil starts killing, today's situation is beyond her control.

Mi Lu choked, stunned by her tepid attitude, and immediately led the crowd to leave in a huff, caring about her life or death.

The Demon Lord got up and closed the two palace doors with a flick of his sleeves. She looked at Ning Feiyan expressionlessly, and ordered, "Take off your clothes."

Ning Feiyan had already expected such an event, she stood up unhurriedly, untied her waist belt, her long skirt trailed around her ankles, and presented her body under the bright light without any shyness.

Before the Demon Lord could take the initiative to speak out, she turned around silently, showing her back generously.

The layers of snow-white gauze cloth leaked wisps of black and red wetness. Under the criss-crossed gauze cloth, some hideous bloody mouths were not tightly wrapped, and blood of abnormal color was oozing, reddening the snowy back.

There was a hint of surprise in Mojun's eyes. She stepped forward and tore off the gauze on her back. Disregarding that this would cause great harm to Ning Feiyan, she threw the blood-stained gauze casually, Looking at the wound on her back, she sneered: "Sihe stayed well in the palace, but he could be wounded like this."

Ning Feiyan sighed, then curled up her little finger and blew, and then a kitten came out from the couch behind the curtain, meowed softly, and came to Ning Feiyan's body, rubbing it affectionately. her ankles.

Seeing this, His Majesty the Demon Lord narrowed his eyes deeply. Although his expression was still serious, the hostility in her eyes did disappear a lot from the moment Mao'er appeared.

Ning Feiyan looked down at the cat, and smiled dotingly at it, raised her toes and shook the cat's fluffy head, she smiled lightly.

"That day in the civil turmoil in Nether Continent, Mao'er was taken away by the assassins of the Nine Snakes, presumably because of the disaster caused by the Gou Yu on his body, I can't worry about Mao'er.

When Your Majesty was governing the spiritual chaos in Lanzhou, I set off to the Nine Snakes Domain to rescue the cat, but I never thought that I would meet three monster kings of the Jiaolong clan there and be besieged by them, and that's why I got poisonous wounds , made His Majesty laugh. "

(End of this chapter)