The appearance of Peacock Pluto caused all the demons at the Jungui Banquet to look in the direction of Ning Feiyan.
Demons have always been physically strong and are not afraid of the severe cold in all seasons.
However, she was wearing a brocade gown with a red fox fur as if she was particularly afraid of the cold. She was sitting in silence with her head bowed in an elegant manner.
Her brocade-like ink hair is spread behind her shoulders, bright red and as black as thick ink.
Under this extraordinarily bright color, her picturesque eyebrows could not hide the paleness of her complexion, and her slender, frail and sickly figure, as if she would collapse if the wind blew.
A discerning person would not know that she had not fully recovered from the serious injury she suffered in Nine Snakes Part 1 a few days ago.
Yes, after all, it is dragon's poison. Once it is contaminated, it will be difficult to get out of bed for a year and a half.
Now being able to hold on to the body to participate in the Jungui Banquet has surprised many people. How can they still fight now?
Many people are also interested in Ning Feiyan, but now Peacock Pluto Zhangyi has taken the lead.
In the field, besides Mr. Wuhe, there was someone else who could compete with him.
But after all, he is not one of the six rivers and does not have the privilege of a battle order.
Liuhe received the challenge and had the right to refuse three times.
Although as a river lord, rejecting the challenge from the demons would be very detrimental to his majestic reputation.
But after all, he is a powerful ancient immortal beast, Peacock Pluto, with extraordinary strength.
Ning Feiyan was seriously injured, so it would be reasonable to refuse the invitation to fight.
But with Maurya's arbitrary and bossy temperament, it may take some effort to refuse.
Seeing the menacing and arrogant appearance of Yan Yi, Mi Lu thought he was doing it privately under the instruction of the Demon Lord. Holding back his burning anger, he snorted coldly and said: "A mere fallen immortal dares to covet me.
The location of the Jie Mo River is simply fantastic!"
Zhang Yi looked at him with contempt and said: "I have entered the demon world, drank the wine of the blood demon, and my bones and body are all from the demon vein. I have killed thousands of immortals for thousands of years and guarded the territory of the demon world. Young Master is not going to admit that the fallen immortal is a demon."
Already?"
Since ancient times, he is the only one who has become a demon. If Shaojun admits what he said now, it will undoubtedly chill the hearts of all the other fallen immortals in the demon world.
"You!" Milu was about to get angry.
Ning Feiyan, on the other hand, stood up slowly without looking away, lowered his head and said with a smile: "The Peacock King has spoken seriously, I will accept this challenge."
"Fei Yan!" Milu said anxiously. If this battle is over, there is no way she can survive.
Peacock Pluto has always been obsessed with the Demon Lord. Ning Feiyan is Sihe and the future young concubine of the Demon Realm. For the Demon Lord, it is a big obstacle.
He has always been cruel and cruel, so how could he show mercy after finally seizing this opportunity?
Sure enough, when Zhang Yi saw her answer, she burst out laughing. She looked at the throne with a pair of cruel eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and she was extremely arrogant and wanton: "Your Majesty the Demon King, do you want her to die or do you want her to die?"
She only needs one word from you to live, and Zhang Yi is willing to devote her whole life to Your Majesty."
"I want you to die first!" Milu's eyes became filled with anger, and he stood up while clapping the case.
The abandoned man serving wine at the side suddenly pulled him back: "Your Highness, please be careful with your words."
Milu tried his best to break away, but the abandoned person slowly raised his deep eyes and stared at him.
"If His Highness hadn't despised the Fallen Immortal's words just now, Lord Yan would have had his own way to get out of the predicament. Just because of His Highness's unbridled speech, if Lord Yan hadn't seriously refused this challenge, it would have been tantamount to making everyone in the demon world think that she was relying on her.
Shaojun's favor does not take the fallen immortals into consideration, and if this causes the fallen immortals in the demon world to leave their hearts and surrender to His Majesty the Demon Lord with Zhang Yi, wouldn't it mean that he is following her will?"
Mi Lu froze, and his heart suddenly became enlightened. He stared blankly at Ning Feiyan's frail figure, his heart ached with self-blame, and murmured: "It was me who harmed her, it was me who harmed her..."
She was so willing to risk her life for me.
The abandoned man forced Milu to sit down and said calmly: "I hope your highness will not let down Lord Feiyan's intentions."
Compared with Milu's heartache and self-blame, Abandonment seems much calmer.
Anyway, to him, Ning Feiyan was just a chess piece who had long been prepared to sacrifice everything for His Highness. Now that she was being used to bear the consequences of His Highness's momentary blunder, it was also a bad fate for her.
Hang Yi's request failed to receive any response from His Majesty the Demon King, and he was inevitably a little disappointed.
Ning Feiyan was not affected by his arrogant and cruel words. With a calm smile in her clear eyes, she escaped into a small world of green leaves.
Zhang Yi took a deep look at the female devil without giving up, but saw that there seemed to be no trace of him in her eyes. She just lowered her head and teased the kitten. It was inevitable that she entered the battlefield with some astringency in her heart.
Although the Jungui Banquet was held for three consecutive days, there were so many demons in this realm that Zhenzhen challenged them one by one, which would take up a lot of time.
In addition to the battle between Ning Feiyan and Xuan Yi, there were also demon generals challenging each other, jumping into the thousands of flowers and leaves, and starting to compete.
The finger that the female devil was teasing Balian's head suddenly moved, because she found that the cat in her arms had twinkling eyebrows and was staring at the leaf that belonged to Ning Feiyan.
She laughed and said, "What? Are you worried about your old master?"
Balian glanced calmly at the iron boxes in front of her case, thoughtfully.
He knew Ning Feiyan's methods. Since she chose to participate in this Jungui Banquet, it was naturally impossible for her to lose in the first challenge so easily.
But he was more concerned about what Yihe Shuci said just now.
She said that Ning Feiyan must die during this banquet, so what is the conspiracy behind this death battle?
Balian didn't think it was the Peacock Pluto.
At this time, waves of exclamations like a tidal wave came from the banquet at your return.
Because on the altar, the leaf belonging to Peacock Pluto and Ning Feiyan was quickly turning red, and bright red and fine blood beads were constantly seeping out from the leaf surface.
This battle only lasted as long as a stick of incense, and none of the subsequent battles between the challengers ended so quickly.
In a flash of blinding light, Peacock Pluto slowly walked down the altar.
The demons looked at the pair of colorful peacock wings that had unfolded behind him at some point, with shock and surprise in their eyes.
In order to deal with such a seriously injured person, the usually unruly Maurya King actually summoned his own wings. It seems that even though the Lord of the Four Rivers was seriously injured, he was by no means a person who could be slaughtered by others.
But he was the only one who came out of Qingye's small world. Did he really kill Ning Feiyan in Qingye's world?
In previous years' banquets, there was no shortage of those who died in defeat in the challenge, so there were already demon servants in charge of cleaning up the lost world in the leaves.
Although the demon servants who had been waiting outside the field were deeply moved by Ning Feiyan's death, they did not hesitate because of their duty, and quickly went on stage to prepare to clean up the battlefield.
Milu's face was pale, as if he had lost his soul. His eyes were fixed on the solemn-faced Peacock Pluto under the altar, and his body was shaking with hatred.
Zhang Yi walked out step by step with a rather steady pace, as if planning to return to his original place, and the demons seemed to be in a dream.
The fourth river in the demon world has changed its dynasty just like this?
Suddenly, Zhang Yi's wings spread wide, and for a moment, he set off a huge wing wind and violent fire, forcing some of the onlookers to retreat and shake them away.
The demons only thought that he had won the battle and had become the new demon river. They were excited and excited. However, His Majesty the Demon Lord was here and he was still so domineering. It was obvious that he was a little ignorant.
As a result, many demon clans let out dissatisfied roars.
Zhang Yi turned a deaf ear and continued walking in the direction he had planned. His eyebrows lowered lower and lower with his steps, and the anger on his face became deeper and deeper.
The female demon king, who was sitting high on the throne, suddenly tapped her finger on the table, as if triggering some kind of switch, and her footsteps suddenly stopped.
An amazing scene happened.
His body began to tremble weakly, like shaking fine snow, and a thin line of blood slowly flowed out from under his long scarlet lips.
Under the shocked gazes of the demons, the feathers of his wings that he had just displayed stood upright, and then a dense and shrill sound came from the feathers, like the sound of a sword cutting a sharp weapon.
Zhang Yi's complexion suddenly became extremely terrifying, and bright red blood beads squeezed out from his pores and skin.
The feathers on his back fell in colorful colors, white thin lines of air visible to the naked eye spread between the wings, and countless sharp sword intent exploded between his wings.
In the end, the high-spirited and unruly Peacock Pluto fell straight down like a tree dug out by a tree, and a large pool of blood soon accumulated under his body.
"Ahem." A slight cough disturbed the horrified gazes of the demons.
The red leaves turn green, and Ning Feiyan walks out of the world in the leaves illusoryly.
She was much the same as when she left, her clothes and hair were not messy at all. When she came out, she pressed her heart with her palms and coughed occasionally, still looking sick and unable to cheer up.
Because of the constant coughing, her pale lips, which had lost their blood, showed a hint of sickly red. Reflecting her pale complexion, she looked sickly and charming, and there was no trace of fierce fighting anywhere on her body.
If it weren't for the peacock Pluto lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, they would have thought that this pale and delicate beauty was just returning from an outing to enjoy flowers.
In this complete silence, Ning Feiyan raised his eyelids lazily, and even his voice seemed a little weak: "It's just snowed, the ground is cold, why don't you help Peacock Pluto up quickly."
The demon servant responsible for cleaning the battlefield hurriedly went up to help Zhang Yi up as if he had just woken up from a dream.
I checked my pulse and found that it was okay, it wasn't a dead vein.
But what is shocking is that when he took hold of it, all the bones in the Peacock Pluto's body seemed to have been broken inch by inch.
What a cruel method.
He had just left the Qingye world, and it was simply a miracle that he could still endure the pain and walk so many steps.
Peacock Pluto was quickly taken down.
Milu was dumbfounded for a long time, and then burst out laughing. He looked at the female devil with a fooling look. This time, he learned the lesson, but he was secretly happy and did not use his words to ridicule her.
The abandoned person was also very surprised and puzzled, wondering if she could really keep her position as the Demon River today?
As soon as Ning Feiyan returned to his seat, Shu Ci raised a glass of congratulations and said, "The injury was so serious. I thought that if the Lord of Four Rivers took a breath, he might be injured at any time, but I didn't expect it."
I admire him for being able to inflict severe injuries on Zhang Yi."
Ning Feiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "It's just luck."
Shu Ci said indifferently: "If luck really favored the Lord of the Four Rivers, the Lord of the Four Rivers would not have suffered such a fatal injury.
In such a desperate situation, the Four River Lords can easily defeat Zhang Yi. Let me venture to guess, if the Four River Lords were not injured, would they be able to fight against the first three River Lords?"
Ning Feiyan covered her lips with her sleeves and coughed twice more. She put down her sleeves and showed an adorable look with red lips and white teeth. She shook her head like she was laughing and said: "Feiyan knows that he is not good at academics and has no qualifications."
With limited resources, how can I compare with the previous three river masters? Now I am seriously ill, but if I can keep my position in the river, it will be a blessing."
Shu Ci finished the glass of wine and looked at her meaningfully: "Your luck is really bad."
Ning Feiyan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she lowered her gaze, lightly closed her sleeves, and said with a smile: "I do seem to be unlucky, there is some blood on my clothes, I hope your majesty can grant me permission to go down."
Change into clean clothes."
Female Demon Lord: "Yes."
Ning Feiyan stopped trying to argue with Shu Ci, lifted up her skirt and left the table gracefully.
Balian's body suddenly relaxed, and he was gently placed on the ground by the female devil. When he looked back, he saw her looking at him with a compassionate expression, and actually let him go on her own initiative. Her eyes were extremely incomprehensible: "Go."
Take a look at your master, you won’t be able to see him after today.”
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The female devil, who had no cat in her arms, picked up a red fruit with her fingertips, slowly plucked the peel, and looked at the audience with her dark and dark eyes. She seemed to have caught two familiar figures, and her eyes immediately darkened a little.
There was a look of fun and cruelty on his face.
Although the two figures had changed their appearance, how could she miss the two absolute geniuses in the Fairy Sect with such sharp eyesight?
Looking at the two of them, his eyes were mostly on Ning Feiyan.
She opened the red fruit peel with her fingertips and gently put it into her lips. The smile in her eyes deepened, revealing a look like a cat playing with a mouse.
Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, these two women are still so courageous. Although I don't know what their purpose is, I might as well use them to tease Mengzi.
There is also a rest area room for your return banquet.
At this time, the Jungui Banquet had just begun, and there was no one around. Bailian turned into a human body, followed Ning Feiyan's breath, and pushed open the wooden door of a room.
As soon as Fang entered the door, he saw that the big red fox fur cloak that Ning Feiyan was originally wearing was thrown carelessly on the brocade cloud carpet.
It was early in the morning, and there were no lights on in the house. The light was a little dim, but it did not hinder Bailian's vision, which had long been adapted to the darkness.
The cool skylight penetrated the screen window and slanted into the floor, and mottled light and shadow fell on Ning Feiyan's clothes.
The color of the long skirt she wore under the bright red cloak was exceptionally plain, which was very different from the ostentatious purple she usually loved.
Wearing plain white clothes with a black border embroidered on the cuffs, she was leaning on the desk, motionless.
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