Chapter 133 The little white rabbit spoiled by the holy monk is the demon king 18
Chapter 133 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (18)
[Uh... Host, calm down, you are here to fall in love, not to be a matchmaker...] Qixi whispered bb.
"Stop talking nonsense, where did the soul of the original owner go?"
Nan Xian suddenly realized that she had done so many missions and had never thought about this question: "If my soul leaves this plane, will the original owner come back?"
Qixi's voice returned to its normal robotic accent and explained seriously.
[Host, the original owner’s soul has not disappeared, it just fell asleep 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 think that the white rabbit is me?" She doesn't want to be so cruel!
[No, as long as the host leaves this plane, the system will automatically clean up all the traces left by the host in this world. No one will remember the host and everything will return to normal. 】
The corner of Nan Xian's mouth twitched. What does returning to normal mean? It made her sound like she was on an evil track!
A little sadness flashed through my heart.
After experiencing so many aspects of love and having contact with so many people, it still makes me feel a little heartbroken to think that all these people will forget me after I leave.
Qixi seemed to be aware of the host's depressed mood, and comforted her awkwardly: [Host, there are many top-notch beauties waiting for you~]
Nan Xian hehe.
Forget it, since the Demon King will return to this body after she leaves this world, she will not get involved in the emotional entanglement between her and Lu Yixiu.
It's better to think about how to leave the Bone Cage and continue to conquer Qisheng.
The next day, when Nan Xian opened his eyes, Lu Yixiu had disappeared.
The bedding has been put away, the ground is clean and bright, and a bouquet of white honeysuckle is placed in the colorful grape squirrel gourd on the table. The unique fragrance is slowly carried by the breeze.
Nan Xian stared at the lush green vines outside the mouth of the bottle for a while, and heard the sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps outside.
Lu Yixiu walked in with breakfast: "Your Highness, let's have something to eat."
The items on the tray were all vegetarian. Nan Xian could see at a glance that the ingredients carefully carved into flowers and cute animals were carrots and timothy, and he immediately lost most of his appetite.
She took a few mouthfuls and then looked away: "How is it outside now?"
Lu Yixiu looked at the barely touched food, his long eyelashes slightly lowered, and instead of answering Nan Xian's words, he asked: "But it's not to your Highness's liking?
Whatever your Highness wants for lunch, Xiu will make it for you."
Nan Xian frowned and looked at him displeased: "Lu Yixiu, you have to answer wrong questions to make me angry, right?"
"Don't dare to cultivate".
"I don't want to eat. I don't want to eat anything! You don't have to waste your time cooking these for me. I just want to know how it is outside now?"
When the Wen family was massacred, Qingya Mountain would not sit idly by and watch.
There is also Jin Zhao who escaped from the Demon Mansion. Although she was seriously injured, there is no guarantee that she will do something crazy in order to take revenge on the Demon King and Lu Yixiu!
"Your Highness, Xiu went to the human world and picked a lot of honeysuckle. After a few days, he dried it in the sun and used a tea bag to absorb the fragrance. Then he made honeysuckle tea for Your Highness to relieve the heat."
The young man lowered his green eyes and slowly and slowly ate the carrots that the Demon King had not finished. If it weren't for his obsequious words, people would think that he was well-behaved and peaceful.
"Lu Yixiu, you can't lock me up for the rest of my life." Nan Xian sat cross-legged in the cage of bones, her clear eyes coldly falling on the young man's jet-black hair.
"His Highness was able to absorb the demon elixir of the former demon king in such a short period of time. It is only a matter of time before he comes out of the Bone Cage."
The young man's tone was calm, but the heat in his blue eyes almost overflowed.
Nan Xian didn't want to talk to him, but Lu Yixiu went out and then turned back. He was like an idler who didn't care about the affairs of the demon world and the human world. He stayed in front of her cage carving wooden figures all day long.
The wooden figures are beautifully carved, lying or sitting, angry or calm, with various postures, lifelike, but the appearance of the carved wooden figures is exactly the same, and they are all monster kings.
It is said that men are most handsome when they are serious about their work.
Lu Yixiu was born as a monster, with sword-shaped eyebrows and slender eyes, he is young and graceful, and his calm and sculpted look with downcast eyes is like a scroll of pleasing paintings.
If Nanxian didn't have Qingya Mountain and Qisheng in his heart, he might eat melon seeds while admiring the paintings, but he didn't know what was going on outside, and no matter how beautiful the paintings were, they would only make people irritated.
These days, she tried 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 young man in black who was carefully carving a wooden figure outside the bone cage, and his eyes fell on the calloused sides of his fingers.
Not only are there thick calluses, but there are also many small wounds caused by accidental cuts.
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 light scar.
Lu Yixiu gently blew away the wood chips, raised his green eyes, and brought the carved wooden figure in his hand to the bone cage. The corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Your Highness, this is the wooden figure carved by Xiu that most closely resembles you."
Nan Xian glanced at Mu Ren, whose features were almost exactly the same as his own, and looked at him impatiently: "Lu Yixiu, how long are you going to answer the wrong question?"
There was a long silence.
Lu Yixiu dipped his brush in Melaleuca red dye and applied it little by little on the wooden figure's skirt.
He whispered in his mouth: "His Highness used to like to wear white clothes, but His Highness looks beautiful in red clothes."
Nan Xian's expression froze, and he stared straight at the young man in black who was painting the skirt of his skirt.
Is she overthinking it? Why does she think Lu Yixiu’s words are implying something?
The sky turned from black to white, and the day and night passed by in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Lu Yixiu came late.
Almost the moment he stepped into the palace, Nan Xian smelled the extremely strong smell of blood. Lu Yixiu's black robe was soaked in large areas, sticking to his skin like rain.
Demons are particularly sensitive to the smell of blood. Although the black clothes cannot show any color, Nan Xian knows that the liquid staining the black clothes is not water, but blood.
On the day of his escape, Jin Zhao used 100% of his demonic power to hit Lu Yixiu, but instead of healing his wounds, he told her the memories of the past night.
Lu Yixiu looked paler today than he did that night.
He stumbled into the hall, like a dying wild wolf, staring at Nan Xian with dark green eyes, and the hand holding the white bone pillar was covered with sticky blood.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Nan Xian quickly stood up from the ground and looked at the wounds all over Lu Yixiu's body in shock. The wounds were deep or shallow, with scars from swords and marks like the teeth of sharp claws.
Qingya Mountain has invaded?
Lu Yixiu didn't say anything, he pulled down the azure gauze curtain in the hall, netted the small wooden figure on the wooden cabinet and held it in his arms.
He took another deep look at Nan Xian and opened the bone cage.
The moment the bone cage was opened, Lu Yixiu's throat suddenly surged with a sweet taste, and he spit out uncontrollable blood. He held on to the wooden cabinet and barely managed to avoid falling to the ground.