Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 133 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (18)

[Uh... the host is calm, you are here to date, not to be a matchmaker...] Qixi whispered bb.

"Stop talking nonsense, where did the original owner's soul go?"

Nan Xian suddenly realized that she had done so many missions and never thought about this question: "If my soul leaves this plane, will the original owner come back?"

Qixi's voice returned to a normal machine tone, explaining seriously.

[Host, the soul of the original owner did not disappear, but fell into a deep sleep after you entered her body. When you complete the task and leave this plane, the original owner's soul will wake up. 】

Nan Xian pondered for a while and asked: "Then if I leave the plane early, will Qi Sheng regard the white rabbit as me?" She doesn't want to be so bloody!

[No, as long as the host leaves this plane, the system will automatically clean up all traces left by the host in this world, and no one will remember the host, and everything will return to normal. 】

The corner of Nan Xian's mouth twitched, what does it mean to get back on track?She made it sound like she was evil!
A little sadness flashed in my heart.

After experiencing so many planes of love and getting in touch with so many people, it is still a bit heartbreaking to think that all these people will forget about me after I leave.

Qixi seemed to be aware of the depressed mood of the host, and comforted clumsily: [Host, there are still many top-quality beauties waiting for you~]

Nan Xian hehe.

Forget it, since the demon king will return to this body after she leaves this world, then she will not get involved in the emotional entanglement between her and Lu Yixiu.

Still think about how to leave the bone cage, and continue the strategy period.

The next day, when Nan Xian opened his eyes, Lu Yixiu had disappeared.

The bedding was put away, the floor was clean and bright, and a bouquet of white honeysuckle was placed in the bucket-colored grape squirrel gourd on the table, and the special fragrance was slowly carried in by the breeze.

Nan Xian stared at the gloomy vines outside the mouth of the bottle for a while, when there were moderate footsteps outside.

Lu Yixiu came in with breakfast: "Your Highness, let's have something."

The trays were all vegetarian. Nan Xian could see at a glance that the raw materials of the delicately carved flowers and cute animals were carrots and timothy grass, and he lost most of his appetite.

She took a few bites lazily, then looked away: "How is it going outside now?"

Lu Yixiu looked at the barely touched food, his long eyelashes slightly lowered, he didn't answer Nan Xian's words, but asked: "But it doesn't suit His Highness's appetite?
What would your Highness want for lunch, Xiu will cook for His Highness. "

Nan Xian frowned, and looked at him with displeasure: "Lu Yixiu, you insist on answering wrong questions to make me angry, right?"

"Do not dare to repair."

"I don't eat, I don't want to eat anything! You don't have to waste your time making these for me, I just want to know what's going on outside now?"

Wen Mansion was slaughtered, Qingya Mountain will definitely not sit idly by.

There is also Jin Zhao who escaped from the demon mansion. Although she was seriously injured, it is uncertain what crazy things she will do in order to avenge the demon king and Lu Yixiu!
"His Royal Highness, Xiu went to the world to pick a lot of honeysuckle. After drying them in the sun, he used tea to inhale the fragrance and made honeysuckle tea for His Highness to cool off the summer heat."

With green eyes half down, the young man slowly ate the carrot that the demon king hadn't eaten. If it weren't for his profane words, people would think he was well-behaved.

"Lu Yixiu, you can't lock me up forever." Nan Xian sat cross-legged in the white bone cage, her clear eyes fell coldly on the young man's jet-black hair.

"His Royal Highness can absorb the former demon king Yao Dan in such a short period of time, and it is only a matter of time before he can get out of the bone cage."

The young man's tone was calm, but the heat in his green eyes was almost overflowing.

Nan Xian didn't want to talk to him, but Lu Yixiu went out and turned back. Like an idler, he didn't care about the world of demons and the world, and stood in front of her cage all day long to carve wooden figures.

The small wooden figurines are carved vividly, whether lying or sitting, angry or quiet, with various postures, lifelike, but the carved little wooden figurines are all demon kings.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are doing things seriously.

Lu Yixiu was originally born as an evildoer, with sword eyebrows and slender eyes, he was young and graceful, and his downcast eyes carved quietly were like a pleasing painting.

If Nanxian didn't have Qingya Mountain and Qisheng in his heart, he might enjoy the paintings while eating melon seeds, but he doesn't know what's going on outside, no matter how beautiful the scroll is, it will only make people irritated.

These days, she thought of many ways to break the bone cage, but in the end it was all in vain.

"Lu Yixiu, I want to go out for a walk."

Nan Xian frowned and looked at the black-clothed boy who had carefully carved a small wooden figure outside the white bone cage, his eyes fell on his calloused fingers.

Not only thick calluses, but also many small wounds that were accidentally cut.

For a demon, such a small wound would heal itself in less than half a day, but Lu Yixiu's wound remained for a long time, scabbing like a mortal, leaving a faint scar.

Lu Yixiu gently blew away the sawdust, raised his green eyes, and put the carved wooden figure in front of the white bone cage, his lips curled up slightly: "Your Highness, this is the wooden figure that Xiu carved out to resemble you the most."

Nan Xian glanced at the wooden man whose eyebrows and eyes were almost exactly the same as his own, and looked at him impatiently: "Lu Yixiu, when are you going to answer the wrong question?"

Long silence.

Lu Yixiu dipped a brush into the dye dipped in Melaleuca red, and smeared it on the wooden figure's skirt little by little.

He whispered softly: "Your Highness used to like to wear white clothes, but His Highness looks beautiful in red."

Nan Xian's expression froze, staring straight at the boy in black who painted the skirt.

Is she thinking too much?Why did she feel that Lu Yixiu's words were implying something!
The sky turned from black to white, and day and night passed away in the blink of an eye.

Today, Lu Yixiu came late.

Almost the moment he stepped into the palace, Nan Xian smelled an extremely strong smell of blood, and Lu Yixiu's black robe was soaked in a large area, sticking to his skin like rainwater.

Yao is particularly sensitive to the smell of blood. Although the black clothes can't show the color, Nan Xian knows that the liquid that stains the black clothes is not water, but blood.

On the day Jin Zhao escaped, he used [-]% of his monster power to hit Lu Yixiu, but instead of healing his wound, he told her the memories of the night that passed.

Today's Lu Yixiu is even paler than that night.

He stumbled into the hall, like a dying wolf, staring at Nan Xian with dark green eyes, the hand holding the white bone pillar was covered with sticky blood.

"what happened to you?"

Nan Xian quickly stood up from the ground, looking at the wounds all over Lu Yixiu's body in astonishment, those wounds were deep or shallow, there were scars of swords, and there were also traces of sharp claws and jagged teeth.

Qingya Mountain invaded?
Lu Yixiu didn't speak, pulled down the sky-blue gauze curtain in the hall, and hugged the little wooden figure on the wooden cabinet in his arms.

Taking another deep look at Nan Xian, he opened the bone cage.

The moment the bone cage was opened, Lu Yixiu's throat gushed out fishy sweetness, and he spat out uncontrollable blood. He held on to the wooden cabinet, barely falling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)