long night walk

Chapter 660 Strange Things in the Night
What Lord Mojun is showing at this moment is not Ning Feiyan's deliberately disguised pity, but the pity of being bullied miserably.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that His Majesty, a Demon Lord in charge of the realm, would be bullied into such useless virtue by one of his little servants.

Miss Yin, who had never seen anything in the 'world', had no idea what was going on, she just felt that the female devil's anger was inexplicable.

She couldn't help picking the cotton in her ears, looked sideways at Su Jing, and said with a strange expression: "I was seriously reading the paper just now, what happened on the other end?"

Su Jing rested his chin on one hand, and held the scroll in the other. The profile was like a finely carved jade. The picture was so quiet that he focused on reading the book without raising his head: "I was also studying the scroll seriously. You asked the wrong person."

Yin Baishuang's eyes fell on the crumpled ancient secretary scroll in her hand in surprise.

Xin Dao said that your "seriousness" is too serious, she has finished reading all three books, and you haven't even opened this page yet.

What kind of wolf with a big tail is pretending here.

It's really hateful, Yin Baishuang only knows that Su Jing has a bad temper and is extremely annoying, but she doesn't know that she has such a lazy temperament hidden in her beautiful appearance.

The feeling is that she wants to leave the sad task of finding the gate to her alone, right?
This bitch!

Boom!

The sword in the female devil's hand was ruthlessly thrown to the ground. She paced back and forth in the hall, her gloomy eyes sucking misty tears, she looked harmless and pitiful.

Bai Lian pursed his lips tightly, stretched out his hand with difficulty to touch Ning Fei's smoky chin, and asked hoarsely, "What are you trying to do, are you crazy?!"

Ning Feiyan gently hooked his neck with her slender arms, her sweat-soaked eyebrows, and her deep and bewildered good looks made one's heart tremble.

"I don't dare to be crazy. Your Majesty's move is nothing more than wanting my life. If not, how can I survive the seven days of bloodletting?"

Bai Lian glanced at the medicinal herbs floating in the tub with an ugly expression.

Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, Xindao is really a smart person, she already guessed all kinds of things without her being too clear.

She smiled softly in his ear and said, "Right now, I have only one way to survive."

Baili reassured that he took care of his injury well, but why did he have the illusion of stealing others.

A strange smile suddenly appeared in the succubus' lazy half-opened eyes.

Like a bad fox who stole a fat chicken from a hunter, he was full of complacency and snickered.

Bai Lian grasped that smile really, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Okay! You guys are really nice!" The female devil stood up from the corner of the wall at some point, her large and majestic black-gold royal robe was hanging on the ground, her cheeks were hidden in the shadow of disheveled hair, and she said no. It's eerie and treacherous.

She was like a puppet that had been manipulated badly, a silk thread snapped, and the Demon Lord's head snapped to one side.

The whites of the eyes covered with red threads, the gloomy pupils, the whole face is full of curse, as if the poisonous juice of Bobodi is about to overflow her eye sockets.

"Okay! You can play! Master Ninghe, you are very clever! I am willing to bow down!"

You Dongdong looked at Ning Feiyan without turning her eyes, and she hissed with a smile full of collapse: "Since you want to live so much, then I will give you four days to live well." Yes, have a good time."

After Yin swished her words, she staggered out of the Hades hall while smirking in a dazed manner, dragging the long slanted shadow under the royal robe, feeling indescribably lonely.

boom!
After the female devil left, Yin Baishuang lost his calm and heartless appearance just now for some reason.

Her chest heaved heavily, her apricot eyes were full of annoyance, and a dark blush spread across her snow-white face, burning like a raging fire.

Throwing the scroll in her hand on the table, she stood up suddenly, very angry, gave Bai Lian and Ning Feiyan a fierce look, and said, "Shameless!"

Then he was at a loss and covered the small coffin at his waist, fearing that the sleeping child would be awakened and spoiled, and fled out like burning his buttocks.

The incense burner was curling up on the table, and Su Jing sat upright, without any confusion on his face, and the outline displayed in the fragrant mist was almost graceful and cool.

She unhurriedly closed the case file she was reading a page in, smoothed out the folds, and placed it politely and thoughtfully.

Then he got up and raised his hand, and smoothed down the two rabbit ears that stood up on his head along the soft hair.

The wind rises and the night fades away, blowing the night into chaos.

Su Jing walked slowly to the front of the hall, and when he left, he turned his head and glanced at Ning Feiyan, his voice was as cold and calm as smoke: "Is this the reason why you chose the glazed bathtub?"

Bai Lian's mind exploded, and he quickly looked down, only to see that the blood spreading in the water stopped at some point, and the ink-colored medicine faded to clear.

A mouthful of old blood welled up his throat, and Bai Lian really wanted to die.

"Are you satisfied?" Bai Lian's fangs were almost broken, looking at the succubus snickering in his arms, he was very angry.

"I was a little dissatisfied at first." Ning Feiyan giggled, looking at the young man's Adam's apple that was constantly rolling in front of him.

Tan's mouth opened slightly, and he took a bite.

It is not small in strength, and it is a wild cat that can only bite people.

Bai Lian calmed down, and couldn't help sighing softly, resting his head lightly on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Feiyan, I'm sorry that I got you in trouble this time."

Ning Feiyan stared blankly at the white jade hairpin in his bun, it was the long jade left by the Demon King.

To tell the truth, Bai Li'an was dying, and she was captured here to let her blood out, and she was slaughtered like a cow or sheep. It is a lie to say that she has no complaints in her heart.

Today's shameless and crazy actions are mostly out of revenge against the female devil.

Ning Feiyan didn't want to die, she spent all these years painstakingly and rock-solid in order to live an extremely gorgeous life and leave her name in these thousands of years.

She would never fall in love for those illusory things, let alone sacrifice her life for anyone.

In the end, I can only live in those few insignificant and worthless tears when others feel nostalgic and sad.

She is such a selfish demon, a demon who is afraid of pain, death, and injury, so she refuses to give her sincerity.

The hot body is caused by the nature of the succubus, and the tenderness to cater to and show off the poor coquettish is all in order to survive these seven days.

This body is the best weapon she can use.

A succubus who is used to deceiving people, a witch who is used to playing with people's hearts.

Bai Lian's apology at this moment is her weakness that is best exploited.

He is the same as those stinky men, if you show off your pity and sex appeal a little, you can easily play him in the applause.

So Ning Feiyan, what are you still hesitating about?

Opened his fangs, pierced into his neck, just like hunting food in the past, took him into his lair, ruthlessly and indifferently devoured him, and let the demon king taste the boundless pain.

It's exciting to think about.

Caressing the jade hairpin with her fingers, Ning Feiyan was carefully brewing her loving gaze and lingering emotions, thinking about how to do a good job in this big show.

Eyelashes fluttered, and in a blink of an eye, Ning Feiyan pulled out the hosta from Bai Lian's hair and threw it away.

For some reason, her tone was calm and calm: "If you didn't have a perfect plan, you wouldn't take the risk without authorization. I'm afraid you already have a solution to the peacock feather poison. It's just that after the tribulation, you became comatose and weak, and the devil mistook you for it." It's in jeopardy."

Bai Lian didn't expect her thoughts to be so delicate, nodded and said: "Yes, peacock feather poison is indeed not going to kill me."

Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "In this way, there is no such thing as a burden. Since you have a way to save yourself, I don't have the grace to save you. After careful calculation, the grievance here is only mine. With the devil.

She knows that I'm pregnant with your child, no matter what, she can't tolerate me, and now she's just making use of it. In other words, I borrowed your light to barely survive these seven days. "

What is she saying?
Why are you telling him this?

Ning Feiyan looked at his loose long hair with deep eyes, reached out and took a handful in the palm of his hand, staring blankly at the cold and wet hair flowing through his fingers.

Thinking quietly.

at last……

She came to a conclusion.

After all, he is different from those who can be used.

There are thousands of men in the world, most of them become pawns in her hands, and there is never a shortage of some men who offer her heart.

It's just that it's different after all.

She will not let those people touch her at will, approach her, touch her.

But he can, because of the phrase "a dewy couple will lose all their wealth".

She can let him possess without any scruple.

Her feelings for him are not demented and brainless when they fall in love, but a mood that is extremely calm and she enjoys recognition very much.

The kind of using him in a fair and honest way, rather than scheming his mood in a false and obsequious way.

Because he knew all her false viciousness and sinister selfishness.

In front of him, she never needed to pretend.

A loose smile appeared on the corner of Ning Fei's cigarette mouth.

She doesn't hide her own nature and desires, her winking eyes are not as good as silk, and some are only arrogant and fiery, pure desire to choose and devour.

"You take pity on me, and you serve the emperor, but we still have four full days to work, stupid cat, you have to be ready."

Senior succubi have always been unwilling to use their bodies to nourish others, and would only use cruel methods to make those lustful and stupid people pay a heavy price.

Ning Feiyan raised her jade hand to caress his face, but for some reason, she was a little lost in thought.

This stupid cat is not stupid, nor is it lewd, and it is born with a pure heart, if such a cute thing is broken by her, it will be difficult to find a second one, which is a pity.

She Ning Feiyan is not a person who loves the new and dislikes the old, she must feel disgusted when she gets used to one thing and then replaces it with another.

What's more, his taste is so pleasing, which is very suitable for the taste of succubus.

right!She just likes his taste and smell, just like she loves food, and it is because of her appetite that she can't bear to destroy it, and it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Raising is also a whim, one day you don't need it anymore, if you get tired of playing, just break it and throw it away.

Ning Feiyan thought for a while and found a perfect reason for herself, convincing herself thoroughly.

But she doesn't remember it at all, the nature of the succubus is with her all her life, once a year.

Wait until the day when you don't need it and get tired of playing...even if it's invisible.

This long-cherished wish may be difficult to realize in this life.

The sound of water swaying, the curtains fluttering gently, the sky outside is dark, and there are no stars.

Meteors whizzed by on the loft terrace, the long night faded away, and the east lit up.

It's morning when the stars are gone.

Unseasonably, a heavy snowfall fell on the chilly palace.

The palace of the underworld is cold and cold, snow foam sweeps across the ancient vermilion lacquered railings of Panlong Yunhai, half-rolled bamboos are blown by the wind to make a bleak sound, and a few palace people are earnestly sweeping the snow between the steps of the corridor.

The king's palace in the early morning was very quiet and quiet. The wind and snow blowing up, and the sound of howling wind and snow startled the chirping of elegant sparrows at night, which added a bit of loneliness and gloom to this magnificent ancient palace for no reason.

The demon girl Gongren, who was lowering her head and earnestly sweeping the snow, suddenly screamed, and the broom in her hand fell to the ground.

The palace people from all around surrounded her one after another, looking at the layers of frozen blood under the sweeping snow beneath her body... dizzy.

Everyone's complexions turned pale in an instant. Last night's snowfall was extremely heavy, and the snow was very deep. In a strange snowstorm in the palace, in just one day, half of the gnawed corpses were swept out.

The remnant corpse seemed to have been eaten by a vicious dog, it was messy and mottled, and the original appearance could no longer be seen. Just looking at the clothes she was wearing, it looked like the robe of a demon official.

The maiden swallowed her cold saliva. After all, she was serving and cleaning in the royal palace. Even if she was the lowest level demon attendant, she had the most basic psychological quality.

The girl didn't continue to be flustered and confused, she lowered her voice and said: "This is an internal official who serves His Majesty the Demon Lord, how could he appear here like this?"

The other palace man's face was pale and ugly, and he guessed: "There are not many people who dare to kill in the palace, and they are the officials, do you think it is His Majesty..."

The scene fell into silence for a while.

After a long time, the maiden said again: "Four...four days ago, Your Majesty was in a bad mood when he came out of the Hades. Listen... I heard that the 450 seven monsters on Mount Dong were slaughtered by His Majesty overnight. Behaving like a mad vent of anger..."

Another palace official glanced at her resentfully: "What are 450 seven monsters? I remember that the demon king continued to slaughter all night, and the crimson moon did not fall into the sky at dawn. In the dark land, three thousand fierce ghosts and ghosts were made to weep and curse the earth.

In less than half a day, the three thousand fierce ghosts were fed to the sword amulet. After several slaughters, the hostility in the whole body did not decrease but increased.

After returning to Mozhou, he brought up Master Shu Ci who had honestly returned to Qingxiao Mountain. It was a day and night of fighting, but now Master Shu Ci has not heard any news from the mountain. It is said that he does not know whether he is alive or dead. "

"No way?" The Maiden Palace exclaimed in shock: "That's the Immortal Lord Shu Ci, even if His Majesty's cultivation level is higher than that of Lord Shu Ci, it's impossible to kill her, right?"

"Who knows?" An elderly palace official drooped his waist and sighed, "Anyway, the old woman has lived most of her life and served three generations of kings. Crazy demons have no temperament. Although Master Shuci cannot die, he can be beaten back to his original form and sealed in the Houtu."

The maid shuddered: "Master Shu Ci is a demon river. If His Majesty kills you like this, isn't it bringing turmoil to the demon world?"

The old palace man sneered and said: "Why do you care so much about these important people's affairs, just sweep your land well."

"But..." Suddenly, a small palace official who kept quiet looked at the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, and said with a frown, "Even if your majesty has gone crazy in the past four days, the bloody deeds he committed are far away." After entering the palace, it seemed as if he was afraid of showing this cruel and crazy scene to anyone.

Tongshan, the land of Dongming, and even Qingxiao Mountain are all places far away from the sky. Will the corpse we swept out really be your Majesty's hands? "

Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

The girl from the palace sighed. Although she was young, she came from the devil world, but she didn't show any sympathy for the corpse on the ground.

Although he sighed, his eyebrows and eyes were naturally indifferent: "Hurry up and clean up the corpse. It's really unlucky to sweep out such a bloody thing early in the morning."

If this internal official is still alive, he will always be greeted with awe and respect from these humble palace people.

But now, the rotten meat is a mass of rotten meat, and the fame and fame are hidden after death. In their mouths, it is nothing more than an 'unlucky thing' that's all.

Quickly clean up the room.

The wind and snow between heaven and earth stopped suddenly, frozen like a black and white scroll.

Wearing a red dress with blood dripping down his face, he came here leisurely through the vast and magnificent world of heavy snow.

The wind is still, Xue Ning, in all the static pictures, only the blood-red clothes that are unfurled, and the anklets that are jingling and ringing are shining brightly.

The complexions of all the palace people were pale and terrified, and they knelt down and saluted one after another like pressing branches and blowing grass: "See Your Majesty!"

From the corner of my eye, there is trembling, and the breath is full of surrender.

What they saw in the Demon Lord's hands, the blood-stained silver anklet, was clearly an accessory that Master Shu Ci never left his body!
Looking at the attire of His Majesty the Demon Lord, it is even more horrifying.

A sad head of black hair danced wildly without wind, like a demon like a madman, and the dignified black and gold royal robe fell somewhere, leaving only a thin middle coat.

The light plain fabric has long been soaked and dyed with blood, and the original color can no longer be seen.

A good beauty, as if she had just been salvaged from blood, with a violent posture.

Looking at it from a distance in the black and white world of wind and snow, it actually has a distorted, sickly and scarlet beauty.

At this moment, there was only one cold thought in everyone's mind:

Your Majesty the Devil, I'm afraid you are crazy!

They, wouldn't ask His Majesty to kill them too? !

Desperate death did not fall on them as they thought.

Just when everyone thought His Majesty the Demon Lord was crazy.

She walked barefoot among the white snow, the hem of her blood-colored clothes fluttering gently, her dark eyes were calm, she seemed unaware of her crazy appearance, and nodded slightly to everyone as if she had just returned to the palace: "Get up. "

The palace people's legs were weak, how could they stand up, you all supported me, I supported you, tremblingly, Xie En got up.

The Demon Lord said again: "Everyone back down."

The maiden in the palace hesitated and said: "But there is no snow on the palace road..."

The female devil flicked her sleeves, the thick snow flew away, and the long bluestone steps were as clear and clean as if washed with water. She repeated lightly: "Back down."

They didn't dare to stay here any longer, they packed up their brooms one after another, and flew away as if fleeing.

The ever-changing winds of heaven and earth rolled up heavy snow again.

The female devil walked through the long steps of the gods and came to the corner of the palace where there was no one. She squatted down slowly and hugged her knees.

The corners are dim, her dark pupils are so black, and the difference from the bright red bloody clothes is that her lips don't show any color at all, and the browbones and cheeks reflect the coldness and thrilling gloom in the half-light and half-sleep. pale.

The heavy snow slanted over the corners of the double eaves, and fell on her thin shoulders. It quickly covered a thick layer and buried her as a little snowman.

The demon king who is respected in the world, His Majesty who is respected by the whole world.

At this moment, he is like a lost child, shrinking into a small ball, unable to find his home.

The hostility around her body was buried by the accumulation of cold snow little by little, until the thick bloody killing intent around her body was washed away by the heavy snow, and then she stood up, shaking off the broken snow, her skin was cold and pale.

Fluttering Xueluo took away the blood and slaughter in her clothes, and the thin clothes that turned into snow-white fluttered gently in the wind, and the cold wind under the eaves made her black hair messy.

The crows in the sky fluttered past, their hoarse chirping sounds like withered sand leaves, silent and far away.

clap clap!

She patted her cheek hard, forcing herself to look more energetic and soften her expression.

After doing this, she looked up at the rising sun in the east, gradually leveling with the big crimson moon.

The devil sighed helplessly, thinking that there was no other way, he couldn't hide from him for the rest of his life, could he not see him.

After coaxing herself very considerately, she pulled her cheek with her fingers and pulled out a faint smile.

He made himself look the same as usual, and then walked towards the Hades.

creak!

The heavy palace door was gently pushed open.

The Demon Lord approached the palace without a trace of hostility and blood, and the warm incense burning in the room had long since died down, exuding a subtle aura.

The veins on her forehead twitched, but she finally held back and her eyes slid away.

I saw several layers of tulle coats covering the tub, completely covering the water surface.

Ning Feiyan seemed to be extremely exhausted, leaning against the inner wall of the tub to sleep soundly, looking at her rosy and healthy face, she had survived four days of cold erosion.

Youyou's eyes slipped on her snow-white and slender neck, and she couldn't move away for a long time.

"Is Your Majesty planning to strangle Lord Ninghe to death?"

Bai Lian's voice came from the side, and the female devil turned her eyes, looked away, and looked at the boy sitting behind the screen.

After completing the hard 'schoolwork', Bai Lian found his own jade from the clear water on the bookshelf in the hall.

There was a change of clothes prepared in advance, so I fetched a basin of clean water, washed off the medicinal properties of my body, and changed into clean clothes.

It's not really a disgrace.

But the female devil said: "Actually, you don't have to guard against me like a thief. After the thunder disaster, it was I who brought you back to the Hades. It was also I who took off your clothes and took you into the bath."

hey this...

The women in the devil world are really more shameless than the other, aren't they?

Resisting the urge to hit someone, Bai Lian calmly said: "Last night in the early morning, I really wanted to hear some unusual movements outside the temple, like wild animals chewing on corpses."

The female devil frowned, and said, "You must have been very busy last night, and all your energy should have been spent on Ning Feiyan, how could you be distracted to listen to these insignificant movements and noises?"

His tone was sour with hatred, and his flat tone couldn't cover up the sound of grinding his teeth.

Bai Lian was choked heavily, and said slightly annoyed: "I'm talking to you about something serious, there was an unusual and sinister aura last night, you..."

As he spoke, he paused slightly, frowned and stood up.

The female devil was stunned: "Me?"

Bai Lian walked up in two steps and looked down at her feet: "Why doesn't Your Majesty wear shoes?"

The tone of the inquiry was very calm, even flat, without any hint of concern, it was just a simple inquiry.

But outside the window, the heavy snow that should not belong to this season has silently stopped, and the crimson moon that was rising with the early sun is also gradually sinking in the sky.

The tender green branches and buds break through the snow and grow among the cold eaves and blue tiles, swaying and trembling, how much vitality.

The empty and unsettled heart of the female devil is like a sprout on the eaves of the blue tiles, adding a few times of vitality.

She raised her head, and the dark and lifeless black pupils lit up like little stars, flickering with joy.

The bare feet, which were stained with slush and slightly dirty, were tucked into the hem of the clothes restlessly.

The back of one foot rubbed against the back of the other, trying to wipe off the dirty marks on it.

Bai Lian was amused by her childish behavior. For some reason, he felt that she was a little pitiful, so he handed her the towel he had just wiped his wet hair: "Wipe it? I'll find you a pair of shoes."

　It was compiled in a big chapter. Beibei knows that he has asked for a lot of leave and will make up for it slowly. Please give Beibei some time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)