Ning Feiyan was so injured that she couldn't protect herself, so she had no time to take care of Hongzhuang. And looking at her lazy look, Bai Lian thought that she had some spare hands and wouldn't waste any energy on her.
Bailian and Hongzhuang didn't have a close relationship, so naturally he wouldn't meddle in other people's affairs and try to rescue her from the demon water prison without knowing what he could do.
But with Mao'er's identity, I can go and visit.
The Devil's Water Prison stands under a quiet well. The cold water in the quiet well has no trace of feathers, the wind is calm, and the cold mirror-like water surface has a waning moon lingering over the years.
Youjing uses eight huge chains to bind trapped spirits.
The eight huge chains exuded the luster of silver-like metal.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the patterns on it are ancient and mysterious, and they vaguely exude a faint dragon power.
This is a chain of cages made from the spines of eight different chilongs.
Since the last true dragon in the world fell in the South China Sea five thousand years ago, the ice in the thousands of miles of sea has not melted yet. Even the descendants of the Chilong that live under Tianzhu Mountain have slowly become extinct with the fall of the true dragon.
The creatures living in ancient myths were refined into array weapons, and the cold and dead silence accompanied the well.
The devil's handiwork is extraordinary.
Balian crossed the eight chains, but strangely the lock formation was not triggered. When he entered the well and appeared in the water prison, the demon guards guarding the area couldn't help but look very shocked when they saw him.
With the dragon bone as the formation and the dragon soul as the method, even if Liuhe from the Demon Realm wanted to break into this water prison without permission, he would have to spend a lot of effort.
And this kitten that appeared silently in front of them didn't even cause any formation fluctuations.
If it were a young true dragon that passed through the barrier of the eight dragon soul spines, none of them would show such shocked expressions.
The true dragon is the emperor and supreme among the dragon clan. Even the green dragon, which ranks among the stars in all directions, can only bow its head in front of the true dragon.
Chilong is of high rank within the dragon clan. Even if they bear the magic order and defend the territory again, they will often be captured by the dragon's power in the Chilong's spine.
Such a small thing has no impact at all?
How did they know that there was a mark of recognition on Balian's body that was more noble than the dragon bone.
The mark does not disappear, the real dragon is his protective beast, and he is the master of the real dragon.
Not to mention that he would be affected by the power of the dragon here. Even when he appeared near the quiet well, he could even clearly feel the surrender of the remaining breath in the dragon's bones.
A demon guard with two horns stared at Balian with cold eyes, pressing the knife with his palm, as if he was ready to execute this little guy on the spot for not knowing whether to live or die and trespassing into the forbidden area.
A horned demon guard next to him sensed his murderous intention, his face changed slightly, and he said: "Are you crazy? This is His Majesty the Demon Lord's beloved cat. You hurt it and don't want its head?"
The two-horned demon soldier smiled coldly and locked eyes with Bailian: "A mere little demon pet dares to break into the water prison of the demon world without permission. Even if His Majesty the Demon Lord knows about it, he will be ruthless!"
The long-horned demon guard huffed and said with a strange expression: "You have been on duty in the water prison these days, and there are many things in the city that are unclear. Five days ago, His Highness Shaojun gave this little kitten a whip, and later His Majesty found out
After finding out about this incident, I almost had His Highness Shaojun cut in half, but now he has been sent to Duke Jiaruk for treatment."
The double-horned demon guard's face froze, and his voice moved: "Your Majesty, you are so cruel to your brother for a cat?"
The hand that was pressing on the knife quickly retracted.
The horned demon guard snorted and smiled, squinting at this reckless guy: "So if you think you are more shameless than Shaojun, you can kill this cat."
The two-horned devil guard looked stern, and he dared to act rashly. Why did he say: "It is a serious crime to break into the death row without order. Is it possible that we just leave this cat alone?"
"It's just a cat. It can rob a prisoner or not. Don't look at it as just a beast. In terms of status, you and I have to call him father. When the cat master gets tired of playing with him and goes back, things won't be the same.
It’s over? Don’t be so rigid when it comes to being a demon.”
So, under the eyes of the two demon guards who had reached an agreement, Balian walked on cat steps and got into the dark prison.
It's cold and humid here, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
Balian was very sensitive to the smell of blood. Following the familiar smell in the air, he quickly found Hong Zhuang.
There were no candles burning in the cell, and with only the moonlight shining through the iron bars in the corner of the skylight, one could vaguely see the black iron-like walls covered with pitch-black thorns.
The skeletons and bones of the demons remained on the ground. The small cell was already three-quarters of hell.
Hongzhuang was hung on the wall of thorn bushes, her head lowered, and under her long hair stained with blood, half of her terrifying face was split open with a big gaping hole by some blunt instrument.
The half-moon mask that usually concealed his appearance was thrown aside, as if it had been trampled on and broken into several pieces.
The sharp and slender silver hooks pierced both of her wrists, and the wounds turned faintly black.
That silver hook seems to be poisonous.
"Hongzhuang." Balian called softly.
The woman on the wall moved slightly, her eyelashes raised, and she looked at the cat calmly without speaking.
Balian jumped on the thorns, spit out a small pill from his mouth, hooked it with his paw, and brought it to her lips: "This is Changchun Pill, it can cure injuries."
Hongzhuang did not move, and her voice was a little weak: "Why do you need to do it multiple times? Breaking into the Hades Palace without permission is a death penalty. Even if you survive tonight, the final outcome will not change."
Balian thought for a while and said seriously: "Your sister asked me to send this."
A simple sentence made her dry well-like eyes brighten instantly, and she looked at him expectantly: "Really?"
Balian nodded: "Really."
A faint and happy smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Hongzhuang's mouth. She lowered her head and obediently took the Changchun Pill.
She is like a child who has been neglected for a long time and suddenly eats a piece of candy. She can be so satisfied even though she is injured.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After taking a Changchun pill, Hongzhuang's complexion was obviously a little more bloody. Although the bloody gap on his cheek had not healed, it gradually stopped.
Got blood.
She looked sideways at Balian's ice-blue vertical pupils, which were so clear and clear that you could recognize human figures. She had grown up in the devil world with red makeup all year round. She had never seen such a pair of clean eyes.
Even with such an ugly face like hers, there is no emotion in it that would make people feel inferior.
She was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Balian was startled: "What?"
Hongzhuang pursed her lips: "I know the consequences of breaking into the Hades Palace to steal the offerings. No matter whether I succeed or not, I will bring trouble to her, but I don't regret it.
She has been waiting for this day for too long, and I don't want her to be disappointed, and I also know that she is not afraid of trouble. She is such a smart person, and she has her own way to clear her suspicions in this mess."
She smiled: "So for all these years, I have only been her knife, because no matter how bad I do, even if I stab the sky, she will not make me worry that I will hurt her."
So this time, it's the same.
Balian's mood was a bit complicated: "When do they plan to execute you?"
Hongzhuang said calmly: "As the Young Lord's Demon Attendant, they have no right to deprive me of the qualification to participate in the Lord's Return Banquet. His Majesty the Demon Lord left seclusion on the day of the Lord's Return Banquet, so I was the fastest and waited after the Lord's Return Banquet.
Disappointed."
"Is there no solution to this matter?"
Hongzhuang smiled and said: "If sister can choose to challenge Yihe Shuci and survive from her hands, she will naturally be qualified to ask for something from His Majesty the Demon Lord, and as a reward for the challenge, Your Majesty will be yours."
All requests are answered.”
Yihe Shuci's reputation is too great, and her status cannot be shaken. In the hearts of countless people, she can be regarded as a being close to the devil.
Not to mention challenging her to defeat her, if anyone really dares to challenge her, the Demon Lord once said that if he survives in her hands, he will become a high-ranking Demon River and will be rewarded with a favor.
But since this rule was established, no one has dared to challenge that gentleman, even Erhe Burial Heart.
Of course Ning Feiyan would not challenge this death-like figure for Hong Zhuang. Even if she successfully survived the challenge, Hong Zhuang believed that she would not ask for that precious grace on her.
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"Did you go to the water prison to see the red makeup?"
Sunset, dusk.
Bai Lian, who had just returned to Chao Mu Hall, heard Ning Feiyan's lazy and plain voice coming from under the bed curtains.
Under the white gauze of the curtain, there were butterflies dancing lightly. Bailian hummed, walked forward, opened the bed curtain, and saw countless blue and purple magic butterflies perched on her back.
The poison of the emperor's fangs and the power of samadhi were absorbed bit by bit by the endless demon butterflies, and then quickly turned into cold mist and cold fragrance.
She was overdrafting the power of the Demon River to suppress her severe injuries, but in addition to the power of the Demon River, Balian also sensed another mysterious force in her body.
Balian glanced at her, then stretched out his palm, his nails scratched his wrist, and blood floated out of his wound instantly as if it was weightless.
Blood beads floated in the cold mist, and the breath of the long river of blood rolled out, wrapping up all the dispersed demon butterfly energy.
The demon butterfly was transformed by the fallen demon spirit. Although it was refined by the shaman soul, there is still some demonic nature left that is difficult to destroy.
The Blood Feather River has the special ability to spawn and hatch demon spirits. With the help of Balian's blood, the creatures wiped away by the cold dance are transformed into cocoons and butterflies, fluttering their wings.
The wings of these newly born demon butterflies have a faint trace of feathers.
They reattached themselves to Ning Feiyan's wounds. Those wounds that had cracked and bloomed day and night finally solidified and stopped bleeding, and slowly scabbed over.
Although most of the demonic poison and samāra energy are still in the body, the injuries will not get worse after all.
Ning Feiyan was a little surprised: "You are so kind to me today, do you want me to challenge Yihe Shuci?"
Balian licked the wound between his wrists and said, "I'm not that naive." His eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he caught a glimpse of a red mattress under Ning Feiyan's pillow.
When he left Chaomu Hall, there was no such thing.
Balian was not interested in the private affairs of the demons and would not ask any more questions.
But Ning Feiyan noticed his gaze and had no intention of hiding it.
She casually picked up the piece of paper, unfolded it and said: "This morning, my mother-in-law came from the deep forest of the Beiyuan to the Hades King's City. I saw the invitation tonight. She must have come here for Hongzhuang."
Balian looked at the red post and asked, "So are you going?"
Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "What are you talking about? This is my mother, whom I have not seen for a hundred years. Today she is risking her own life to come to this royal city. As a daughter, of course I have to go to the appointment to see her."
"It's just that I'm seriously injured and can't walk, so I have to ask my boss to give me a lift."
The night is dark and ambiguous, the moon is covered by floating clouds, and there are dark shadows under the heavy eaves.
The location on the invitation is in a remote and lonely garden. The cold leaves are shaking, the moon is shining, and the deep blue distant mountains are like the sea. It is inevitable to derive the ancient charm of the boundless heaven and earth.
At the third watch of the night, everything is silent.
This is a good time to make an appointment.
There is an eerie silence everywhere. The outer edge of the garden is covered with countless white and fragrant flowers.
He would not give up until three miles away.
Surrounded for three miles, they are all the flowers of night dreams.
The house in the garden was brightly lit, and through the thin window screen, one could vaguely see the three people facing each other.
But if you want to get close to that room, you have to walk through this sea of white flowers.
Balian stopped and looked at the sea of flowers with a thoughtful expression.
Ning Feiyan's figure kept wandering away, and soon her figure was blurred by the sea of flowers.
Balian frowned, thinking that this sea of flowers was obviously different. At this moment, she was seriously injured, so why could she walk in without any defense?
Is it just because one of the people in that house is her mother?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Without hesitating and thinking for too long, Bailian quickly chased into the flowers, followed closely behind Ning Feiyan, and whispered: "
There’s something strange about this place.”
Ning Feiyan looked back and smiled at him, her bloodless lips were pale and haggard. She looked like a flower that was about to bloom to the end and was about to fail miserably.
She said: "Now that you have come, make peace with it. Most things in this world are about life and death. A few days ago, when we came out of the Xuanting Cave, we thought we were looking for a chance of self-liberation. In the midst of danger, we found the opportunity to change our lives with a fortune.
But I never thought that death was right in front of me."
"If you think about it, there may be unexpected surprises hidden in the weirdness and danger."
Ning Feiyan also failed to see through the mystery hidden in this situation, but she knew that the mother who came out of the Beiyuan Forest was not capable of pretending to be a ghost.
Bailian followed closely behind him, but the aura between the two became weirder and farther away, as if they were suddenly separated into two worlds.
The wind blew through the forest tops, and in the swaying floating light, there was a heavy fog among the flowers, which was either bright or dark, and only the general outline of the surrounding scenery could be discerned.
The misty mist of flowers lingered for a long time, as misty as smoke, and Ning Feiyan's slender and graceful back was gradually engulfed by the cold white mist and disappeared.
Balian narrowed his eyes and did not panic.
Until Ning Feiyan's breath completely disappeared, the waning moon in the sky turned into a full moon at some point.
He was still in a sea of white flowers, but the elegant garden in front of him had disappeared at some point.
Bailian walked slowly to the end of the sea of flowers. Beyond the sea of flowers, there was a forest overgrown with weeds.
The cold light, silver light, and moonlight complement each other, making this strange and vast night forest alluring and mysterious.
The trees are thick and the rock veins are undulating. This is definitely not the scenery that should exist in the city of Hades.
Balian stopped and looked back at the place deep in the epiphyllum bushes. He frowned thoughtfully, and suddenly summoned the Qiu Shui Sword, held it firmly in his hand, and scratched his palm with all his strength.
No pain at all.
This means that everything he sees, hears, feels, and understands at this moment is all fantasy and falsehood.
But if Ning Feiyan's mother wanted something, why would she set up such a maze to embarrass her?
Unless... the person who sent the invitation was not her mother.
So, where is the illusory place he sees at this moment?
As soon as Bailian Zhongfang passed this thought, when he turned around again, a huge ancient monument stood strangely in front of him.
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