long night walk

Chapter 601 Mengsheng Yanluo
Several books in Bai Li'an's arms fell to the ground in shock. He leaned over to pick them up, and said slightly annoyed: "What's the waste? Miss Yin, can you be more serious."

Yin Baishuang said: "I've been waiting here for a day and a night for your good news, and you came back with a girl's rouge on your face. Who is it that is dishonest?"

Bai Lian carefully arranged the pile of books in his arms and put them on the desk, and said helplessly: "We underestimated the ability of His Majesty the Demon Lord. When I came to look for her, I still saw her lying on the pile of books like a mountain of exhaustion. Dozed off in his official documents.

I never thought that I would wake her up as soon as I entered the Nether Palace, but she was so energetic that she ordered me to play chess, fight crickets, beat beads, and make incense and grind with her.

She was having a good time, she didn't even approve the official documents, and played around like a child all day and night. The marks on me are that I lost a bad fight with her and asked her to eat it. "

His Majesty the devil played with his childish temper, and Bai Lian thought he couldn't stand it, and after playing with her all day, his bones were almost broken.

Ning Feiyan, who was leaning on the bed, took out a delicate and slender golden tobacco rod out of nowhere, giggled and said:

"Are you sure she didn't deliberately win you multiple times to leave her mark on you so that you can come back and be seen by the women sleeping in your palace?

After messing around all day and night, do you really think His Majesty is a playful child?She clearly is declaring sovereignty to us. "

Yin Baishuang frowned secretly, thinking how the king of the devil world would do such petty unnecessary things.

I really think that this little corpse is so handsome that a woman would rush to like him, right?

The bright red rouge marks seemed to be impossible for anyone to chew out, and they deliberately played such a trick to show them.

Whose heart is this trying to stop?

Needless to say, Ning Hezhu, who is like a poisonous snake, is obviously a ruthless and cold-hearted person with a charming and bright smile, so why would he care who the little corpse demon hangs out with.

And she had already put on this wedding dress for that person, and it hadn't changed in 200 years. Even though this little corpse demon's temperament and habits were very similar to his, it was not him after all, and it couldn't be him.

As for Su Jing, Yin Baishuang has fought with her for 200 years, it can be said that one of them will not die, and this grievance will continue forever.

Although she did hate Su Jing from the bottom of her heart, she had to admit that this woman's obsession was by no means shallower than hers.

Su Jing has no reason to eat this kind of messy dry vinegar indiscriminately.

Among the three women present, none of them had any interest in the little corpse demon, and the demon lord's wishful thinking might be in vain.

Yin Baishuang sneered to herself, but before she could finish laughing at the devil's childish behavior...

"Wipe it." Su Jing's cold voice sounded, her expression was indifferent and serious, without showing any emotion on that face, but she...handed out a handkerchief.

The sneer on Yin Baishuang's face gradually disappeared.

She looked sideways at Su Jing, and there seemed to be a sudden gust of wind in her eyes, with a bit of confusion and bewilderment, and a cold scrutiny.

But soon these complex emotions were blown away with the drooping of her eyelids.

Bai Lian was startled by Su Jing's cold tone, he stared blankly at the handkerchief Su Jing handed over.

He was puzzled and said "Huh?"

I don't know why, although Miss Su is cold and affectionate on weekdays, she seems to be very cold towards him today.

Bai Lian saw that her side face was submerged in half-sprayed shadows, her black pupils were as cold as water, and the chill seeped into her. She spoke clearly and said again: "You should know, I don't like red, look at garish."

"Don't rub it." Yin Baishuang sneered again and again, only thinking that Su Jing was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, deliberately targeting her: "Don't like red? That's really a coincidence. I don't like your funeral attire the most. It looks very disgusting." Unlucky, why don't you get out on your own, so as not to be an eyesore here!"

Su Jing's complexion immediately became extremely cold.

Seeing the two women who had finally gotten along quietly in the room, they were about to pinch each other over a trivial matter.

Bai Lian hurriedly took the handkerchief from Su Jing's hand, and wiped it on his cheeks and forehead: "Okay, okay, the two girls must be tired after waiting for me all day, there is a side hall here, you might as well go ahead Go down and have a rest, so we can discuss a good strategy and get out of here after recharging our energy, right?"

Yin Baishuang snorted coldly, turned around and left in a bad mood.

Su Jing withdrew his gaze and left without saying anything.

The Chaomu Hall is very large, and there are many side halls. The two chose the two farthest places to live in very tacit understanding.

Bai Lian wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

After recuperating for a day, Ning Feiyan still didn't look well. She slowly exhaled a few rounds of smoke rings, knocking the white ash in the tobacco rod in her hand.

She raised her seductive lips and showed a beautiful smile: "Didn't the master just say that he wanted to take a bath and change clothes? Do you need me to prepare hot water as the master and serve the master to take a bath?"

It was the first time for Bai Lian to see the thing in her hand, and Ning Feiyan looked in good spirits at the moment, with bright eyes.

But under the smog, her complexion looked extremely pale, as if the white smoke escaping from her thin lips was the essence of her body.

The smoke she exhaled carried a very familiar light fragrance, and Bai Lian had smelled a similar smell from the Demon Lord.

He couldn't help frowning: "What is that thing in your hand? I've never seen you smoke it before."

"Ah, you said this." Ning Feiyan raised the gorgeous and exquisite pole in his hand, and said with a blurred smile: "This thing is a good thing, it's called Mengsheng Yanluo, and it's extracted from the mirror under the evil mirror of hell. A fragrance made from Mengsheng flowers, which can induce hallucinations and paralyze the spirit.

My back hurts so much that I can't sleep well, so I got two tubes of dream smoke from His Majesty the Demon Lord in the early years, which have miraculous effects on pain relief, and it just came in handy at this time. "

Although Ning Feiyan's words are usually false, but today's words are indeed true.

She had been injured by Shemali for many days, and she was in severe pain every night, but it was the first time she took out this incense stick and swallowed it today.

Bai Lian knew that if it wasn't for the unbearable pain, this incense would be impossible to get out.

Looking at Ning Feiyan's bright eyes, he felt a bone-crushing despondency, and he guessed that although this thing could relieve the pain for a while, it was not a good thing after all.

Besides, corpse demons have no sense of smell, and most of the smells that corpse demons can smell are related to death.

His brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "Don't smoke that thing, if it really hurts badly, I'll ask your fellow doctor to come and show you."

Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and walked down from the bed barefoot. Her legs, which were broken yesterday, can move today. It seems that she still has a lot of good skills hidden, no wonder she was tortured by She Moli For a long time, I didn't see her fall down.

Amidst the curls of thin color, she has a graceful figure, hair like ink on her temples, skin as cold and white as jade, her earlobes connected with orbs, her outline is elegant, and she came to Bai Lian with affectionate eyes, and picked up a book on the desk.

Ning Feiyan said with a strange expression on his face: "Huh? Isn't this the little memorial book in His Majesty's palace? How could it be brought here by you?"

　Drop drop! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)