Chapter 125 The little white rabbit spoiled by the holy monk is the demon king 10
Chapter 125 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (10)
The night before going down the mountain, Qi Sheng suffered from insomnia for the first time.
He tilted his head and stared at the dark night sky outside the window, his heart seemed to have fallen into a dark abyss, empty and silent.
The Demon King did not enter his dream today.
"Bad Dengxi," Qi Sheng murmured in a low voice and slowly pulled the quilt to cover his face. The ends of his beautiful eyes were slightly moist and red, and the small tear mole that was not obvious at the end of his eyes became brighter due to the dizziness.
Nan Xian originally planned to summon a white rabbit to crawl into its body as usual, and then sleep and dream with the handsome little uncle.
But today in the dungeon, she inexplicably sensed a powerful demonic aura.
If she had been in the past, she might not have been able to detect this powerful demonic pressure, but now that she has refined most of the former demon king's demonic pills for her own use, her demonic power is no longer what it used to be.
Even though the opponent deliberately concealed his demonic power and the young monk chanting sutras did not notice it, Nanxian, as the king of the demon clan, was keenly aware of it.
Sure enough, as soon as the handsome monk who was chanting sutra left, a black cloud flowed out from nowhere.
The trapped demon cage that Qingya Mountain is proud of is like a piece of scrap metal in the opponent's eyes. He easily got in, and in front of Nanxian, a handsome young man in black slowly condensed out of the black clouds.
The young man has picturesque features and a pair of gentle and affectionate peach blossom eyes, but his skin is as cold and white as snow. The two elements of extreme warm and cold collide, like roses growing on a steep mountain cliff.
In the spring of March, there is still a chilly spring.
This was Nan Xian's feeling when he first saw Lu Yixiu.
"Xiu has met His Highness the Demon King."
The boy knelt down on one knee, reminding Nan Xian of the princess's knight in Greek mythology.
Although he was surprised by the young man's enchanting beauty, Nan Xian had done so many missions and was somewhat immune to beautiful men. He blinked and asked with a calm expression.
"Why are you here?"
The young man raised his light green eyes and stared at her intently: "Xiu came to see if His Highness is okay? If Your Highness wants to return to the demon world, Xiu will take His Highness back at any time."
"No need for the time being, I live quite well in Qingya Mountain."
Her capture target is here, and the capture target is a homely monk who doesn't like to go down the mountain. If she and Lu Yixiu return to the demon world, how can they continue the capture mission?
Lu Yixiu glanced at the cold and damp underground prison, a cold light flashed in his blue eyes, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes to apologize: "Your Highness, are you blaming Xiu?"
Nan Xian was stunned: "Huh? Why do you blame me?"
"It's Xiu's fault for not taking good care of Mr. Yu and letting Mr. Yu commit suicide in front of His Highness. Your Highness, please punish Xiu." A wisteria whip suddenly appeared in the young man's hand.
"No, I don't blame you..."
Just when we were about to discuss right and wrong, it was the Demon King who first fell in love with the young master, and then forced him to commit suicide in public in order to preserve his chastity.
"Your Highness, please punish Xiu." The young man raised his hands forward and held the purple whip in front of Nan Xian.
Nan Xian's head was buzzing, she knew this purple whip very well!
After the original owner swallowed the demon pill of the former demon king, his temperament became increasingly cruel, irritable, and moody under the influence of the demon pill.
So Lu Yixiu refined this wisteria and poured it with demonic power, making it as strong as a rock and as tough as cattail grass. Once the Demon King was on the verge of becoming violent and angry, he would let the Demon King beat him to vent his anger.
Lu Yixiu's body was covered with deep and shallow marks from wisteria whips.
New wounds add to old wounds, month after month, year after year.
No one in this world can hurt the powerful demon Lu Yixiu. The only one who can leave wounds on him is the demon king Nan Xian, but he is willing to be his slave.
"Your Highness, please punish Xiu."
Nan Xian: "..." After living for so many years, this is the first time I have seen someone begging to whip me! Boy, could it be that you were whipped into a trembling mound by a whip?
Lu Yixiu rubbed his knees on the ground and came closer, raised his head slightly, his blue eyes were like a pool of blue waves, rippling, and his voice was hoarse and long: "Master, please punish Xiu."
Digging!
How fat is this posture of asking you to ravage me with my neck?
Nan Xian suddenly took two or three steps back, took a deep breath, tried his best to stay calm, walked closer to the young man's eyes, and picked up the purple whip.
Snap——
There was a loud sound, leaving a row of deep whip marks on the indestructible iron pillars of the Demon Cage, and the stones near the Demon Cage were blown away by the strong airflow.
Although the purple whip with Lu Yi's demon cultivating power was unable to destroy the trapped demon cage, the traces left behind were indelible.
"Lu Yixiu, doesn't it hurt when the whip hits you?"
Nan Xian turned to look at Lu Yixiu, who had a frozen expression and stared blankly at the traces of the iron pillar. He frowned slightly, rolled up the purple whip and handed it over.
"Take back the demonic power on the purple whip, so I won't be able to use it in the future!"
Lu Yixiu was silent for a while, with his fingers curled up, suppressing the wild surprise in his heart, and his green eyes stared at Nan Xian: "Your Highness, has the demon elixir in your body been purified?"
Hearing this, Nan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly. How did Lu Yixiu know that the people in Qingya Mountain would give her the Demon King's Demon Pill?
eccentric……
Since Lu Yixiu could enter Qingya Mountain like no one else, why didn't he come to the Qingya Mountain dungeon earlier to take her out?
"Xiu has indeed heard that there is a technique on Qingya Mountain that can overcome the evil aura on the demon-transforming elixir. However, Xiu went beyond the rules and did not tell me. Please punish Xiu, Your Highness."
The young man raised the purple whip again, which had not regained its demonic power.
Nanxian did not take the purple whip, but said quietly: "So, it was you who planned my entry into the dungeon in Qingya Mountain?
Does Mr. Yu’s death have anything to do with you?”
The air fell into silence.
After a long time, the young man said in a low voice: "Xiu just gave him a dagger. He felt that he was not worthy of His Highness, so he committed suicide in shame."
Nan Xian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
She somewhat knew where the trend of confusing right and wrong in the demon world came from. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! This is it!
"The matter with Mr. Yu has now come to an end. Everyone in the demon world is ordered not to harass the Wen Mansion. In addition, a box of treasures is sent as an apology.
Also, do you have to kneel down to talk to me? Get up."
Nan Xian didn't notice the slight curve in the corners of the young man's rosy lips in the darkness. The curve disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Lu Yixiu stood up obediently.
The young man is very tall, with a slender figure like a straight cedar on Tianshan Mountain.
"Your Highness, are you really not going to follow Xiu back to the Demon Mansion?"
"Let's give it some time," Nan Xian looked away in a perfunctory manner, feeling guilty.
Your demon king wants to marry into Qingya Mountain.
"Okay, then Xiu will come back to pick up His Highness after a while."
At the foot of Qingya Mountain, Chuiliu Town.
The town is not as prosperous as the capital, but although it is small, it has all the necessary features.
In the town, there are Baozhu Houses selling gold and silver jewelry, as well as restaurants and ready-made clothing shops. The vendors on the street stalls sell a variety of things, including a dazzling array of gadgets and ornaments.
When Qi Shengzai Shanqi, two other Qingyashan disciples, and the Wen family were chatting in the elegant room of the teahouse, he walked out of the teahouse with his heart beating like a drum.
Several disciples who were guarding outside the teahouse saw him walking out. They remembered the leader's instructions and hurriedly asked: "Uncle Qisheng, where are you going?"