The heavy rain has stopped, and the dragon-like five-color thunder and lightning in the sky are scattered between the sky and the earth.
Everything returned to calm, the lush green-leafed saplings were rustling their leaves, and the accumulated rain among the thousand-leaf flowers dropped strings of crystal water splashes.
In March, the heavy rain dispersed, the wind blew over the water, and the green trees were overcast. Cicadas, which had been hibernating for seventeen years, emerged from the ground.
The demon generals who knelt softly in the water no longer felt the strange weakness of their bodies being drained out. The chaotic spiritual currents and demonic energy on the stage of time returned to the normal movement of heaven and earth as the strong wind stopped.
trajectory.
When the heavy rain hit the world, for many demon generals, although the vision just now was not life-threatening, the depleted demonic energy was like suffocation, and it was difficult to nourish and replenish it for a long time.
As the clouds opened and the rain dispersed, the demons finally seemed to have taken a breather. However, at this moment, the demonic energy in the four directions became extremely scarce. Even the demonic fire ooze flowing in the long steps of the imperial platform was unknown.
Became silent and cold.
The red green leaf on the small altar tree became darker and darker in color, dripping like blood from the tip of the leaf.
The cold leaves shook their shadows, and the skylight slowly outlined the figure and outline of a man through the whirling mist.
His face was covered with wisps of black aura. After the battle, his facial features were still unclear. Only through the black mist, a pair of demon-like pupils were faintly visible.
Behind the man, the evil beast followed closely step by step.
Three of the talismans in its hand have been broken, leaving only one hanging alone in its hand.
The demons saw Wuhe Suxi walking out of the Qingye World. He was dressed in black robes floating like ink clouds, and he was holding a pale-faced woman covered in blood in his hands.
Looking at the dimmed spiritual platform between the woman's eyebrows, it is obvious that her vitality has passed away.
Recalling the terrifying changes in the sky just now, the demons could not help but tremble with fear and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.
Young Wuhe, who had just returned to the demon world, actually had such power to plunder the spirits of heaven and earth. It can be seen that he had not used even one-tenth of his cultivation power in the battle with Erhe Zhanxin.
Ning Feiyan glanced at the frightened demons who dared not raise their heads, but felt a little funny in her heart.
If the demons who lowered their heads at this moment looked up, they would find that the man walking in the cold mist did not have a broken talisman on his body.
Although he won the challenge, he was walking wet in the rain and fog, like a vicious dog on a leash. Looking at him, he looked somewhat helpless and helpless.
The female devil remained motionless and glanced at the man in the mist.
She rested her arms on the armrest with her hands, as if she didn't notice the frightened and uneasy demon courtiers below. She looked at the lifeless holy scripture in Su Xi's hand and smiled casually: "This is it.
killed?"
Su Xi casually threw Ye Lian's body on the rainy ground. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Tai Xuan Zong Ye Lian, who broke into our Mingzhou King's City alone and disturbed the banquet of your return, shall be punished."
"Very good." The nine-colored diadem that fell in front of the female devil's forehead moved slightly, and the shadow cast by the broken black jade beads just blocked her eyes.
Although her voice was smiling, her condescending attitude was extremely inhumane:
"The Master of Taixuan Sheng Qing Jing Sutra is dead, which is actually a good thing for our demon world. It will lead to long nights and many dreams. In the future, Su Guanhai will look for a new master of the Seven Sutras. She should take advantage of the fact that the Holy Qing Sutra Sutra has not left her body.
Throw Ye Lian's body into the Seven Resentments Pond to dissolve the bones and burn the scriptures to avoid future troubles."
Su Xi couldn't help but tighten the fists in his sleeves. He kowtowed heavily on the ground calmly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Demon Lord, Ye Liang killed my mentor, slaughtered my brothers and feet, and destroyed my homeland.
The sworn hatred is unforgettable!
Just killing her with one sword is far from enough to express the hatred in my heart. I also hope that your majesty can give Ye Lian's body to me. In the future, I will make Ye Lian's body into a demon puppet and use it for my demon clan, called
The Lord of Taixuan will be very happy if he has a taste of his beloved disciples killing his Immortal disciples!"
The female devil held the cup carelessly, but did not drink. She remained silent for a long time without answering.
The deep eyes under the long eyelashes stared quietly, as if they had a thorough understanding of his soul.
Cold sweat fell from Su Xi's forehead. He tried to keep his voice as steady as possible and bent his back further.
The whole person was almost kneeling in the dust, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Have you ever hated a person so much? Even if he is dead, he still feels that the eighteen levels of hell are too easy and comfortable for him, and the breaking of bones and ashes is too light.
, only by watching her complete and complete in front of me will she never be reincarnated, that can truly relieve my hatred."
The female demon king finally reacted, she nodded slightly, and the enchanting face under her crown turned out to be strange and hexi for a moment:
"You are right. It is indeed very pleasant to dig that person out of the eighteen levels of hell with your own hands and let him taste the suffering of this world again. But what qualifications do you have to share this with me?
What about such a happy state of mind? Rather than becoming that boring demon puppet, I am more interested in her being shattered into pieces."
Her speech was always simple and straightforward, and she was always able to hit the nail on the head and make people feel desperate.
Su Xi's breathing became tight, and the talisman connected to the animal bone in his right hand vibrated with a faint trembling sound.
Just when his low-pressed head left the dust and his bloodshot scarlet eyes were about to rise, Ning Feiyan suddenly chuckled and said something inappropriate at this inappropriate time.
"Speaking of it, this is the first time Lord Wuhe has knelt down to worship His Majesty since he entered the demon world. Since Ye Lian was defeated and died at the hands of Lord Wuhe, how to dispose of her body might as well be left to Lord Wuhe."
This may sound fine, but it is truly treacherous.
As a demon minister, it is a natural thing for a minister to kneel down and worship the demon king. There has never been a saying that a minister could be rewarded for kneeling before the king.
How could such a shrewd person say such a stupid thing today?
Milu also frowned anxiously, really confused as to why she was so involved in Su Xi's mess.
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Is the Lord of the Five Rivers returning disappointed?"
She sat up straight and waved her hand casually, indicating that Su Xi could take the unfortunate body down and dispose of it himself.
Under the black air, the bloodshot eyes in Su Xi's scarlet eyes gradually receded.
His kneeling body slowly straightened up, and he glanced at Ning Feiyan with a deep and complicated look, but without saying any words of gratitude, he silently stood up, picked up the leaf curtain, turned around, and left the Jungui Banquet, heading towards
Look in the direction of the cabinet.
The female demon king gently tapped her fingers on the black iron box placed in front of her, and looked at Ning Feiyan with a half-smile.
"Today's banquet before everyone has arrived, Sanhe claims to be sleeping in the mountains and mountains of the devil world, and even I can't wake him up.
Liuhe has not been found yet, but now Wuhe has challenged Erhe, and the battle order has been used. Now, in this first box, there is still a battle order from the Lord of the River, but I don’t know that this battle order is from the Lord of the Second River.
Is it the investment from the Lord of Four Rivers?"
The throne is set on a long cloud platform, standing at the highest point. Without the permission of the Demon Lord, none of the demons in the banquet are qualified to look directly at the king's face. Naturally, no demon can spy on whether there is any investment in the six boxes.
War order.
In the past dynasties of the Jungui Banquet, the river of black iron that belonged to Yihe was empty every year and no one dared to throw it. Is this year's Jungui Banquet so exciting and exciting?
There is actually a lower-ranking river master who dares to challenge Master Shu Ci, who has one river and two spirits.
Erhe Zhanxin almost subconsciously put his spiritual consciousness into his own Qiankun bag. Under the cold sweat, he just thought that he had been plotted. When had the battle order been stolen?
After entering the bag with his spiritual consciousness, he found that the battle order was safely placed in the Qiankun bag, and his heart sank into his stomach.
Then he seemed to suddenly understand something. He glanced at Ning Feiyan, who was quietly drinking tea with his head down, and couldn't help but slowly showed his sympathetic eyes.
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Su Xi held Ye Liang's cold body in her arms, blood dripping down her arms to the ground.
When he came to his house, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked back and took a cold look at the evil beast behind him.
The evil beast Hui Dou's body was trembling slightly, his eyes were fearful, and he could not see, hear, listen or speak. His body was scattered and disappeared like a mirror flower in the water.
Although Fu Dou's mission is to ensure Wuhe's freedom and prevent him from leaving the Demon Realm King's City easily.
But after all, the other party's identity was there, and he had no right to interfere with Su Xi's privacy, let alone peek into his living habits.
Every time it shows such cold eyes when it is resting, it will pretend to be five senses and dare not look or listen more.
As long as the talisman keeps going, it'll be fine.
After Fu Dou's form completely disappeared from behind him, and he could no longer feel the disgusting guard dog-like aura, Su Xi kicked the door open.
The moment he stepped into the room, his movements suddenly froze, his eyes immediately darkened, and his whole body revealed a deadly murderous intent.
The curtains in the room were fluttering and fluttering. There were many clothes and skirts piled up under the young man in front of the bed. He held a whole set of men's clothes in his arms and looked at the uninvited guest at the door in shock.
In an instant, he said something.
"Did you go to the wrong room?"
The murderous intent in the room suddenly froze, and the atmosphere fell into subtle silence and embarrassment.
Su Xi turned his gaze slightly and looked at the rummaged clothes in the cabinet on one side. Most of them were women's clothes. Obviously, this was not the room where he rested.
Although he really didn't want to admit it, in fact, he went to the wrong house.
Su Xi had a problem that could not be corrected since he was a child. He was a road addict and did not know his way around. When he was a child, he often got lost in the mountains behind Nanze. She found him back from the wolf's den and snake cave so many times that he lost count.
He is Wuhe, and Ning Feiyan is Sihe. The palace rooms where they temporarily arranged to rest while attending the banquet were also arranged according to their ranking.
Therefore, there is only one wall between his house and Ning Feiyan's house.
But Su Xi didn't want to admit the fact that he was a road idiot in front of others.
He glanced lightly at the piles of women's clothes thrown under Balian: "Are you a pervert?"
Ning Feiyan also dared to steal clothes. It seemed that he was not an ordinary pervert.
Even Su Xi couldn't help but admire this young man in his heart.
Balian's body stiffened slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he explained sincerely: "You misunderstood, I am not a pervert."
Su Xi squinted his eyes and looked at the set of clothes he held in his arms. As expected, it was not a skirt for women, but a set of clothes for men.
He realized something in his heart, so he closed the door behind his back as if he was afraid of being seen, and walked into the main hall of the palace holding the leaf curtain.
He looked at Bai Lian without blinking an eye, and sneered: "The clothes you are wearing are the sacrificial clothes worn by the Lord of Xianling City when he succeeded to the throne. If you think about it, you were appointed by the Kunlun God not long ago.
The lord of Xianling City."
Su Xi's eyes were vaguely contemptuous: "Ning Feiyan does have the habit of preparing men's clothes. She has multiple identities in the world, and sometimes she shows herself as a man. You come to her house to steal clothes and change into yours.
Eye-catching clothing can indeed solve a lot of unnecessary troubles for you."
Balian felt that this person was talking a lot of nonsense, so he quickly interrupted the other person's chatter: "Sir, please stop talking. I won't tell anyone what happened to you Lu Chi just now."
Su Xi, whose thoughts were instantly exposed, was rarely embarrassed for a moment. He glared at Balian viciously: "Are you looking for death?"
When Bai Lian saw him coming here, he knew in his heart that the challenge and dispute among the river masters at the banquet was probably reaching its most critical stage.
He quickly took off his Xianling City sacrificial robe, took off his hair crown, and put on Ning Feiyan's spare men's robe and white jade hairpin.
When changing clothes, he glanced at the woman in Su Xi's arms very carefully and said calmly:
"Aren't you seeking your own death? The Nine Taixuan Sutras are on the list of sure-killers in the demon world, but in today's battle, you showed mercy and deceived the demon king by feigning death.
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Su Xi pursed his lips in silence, and there seemed to be a violent storm in his eyes, indicating chaos and danger.
He squinted his eyes and stepped forward, closing the distance between the two, and said coldly: "How do you know she is still alive?"
Balian turned a blind eye to the killing intent emanating from his body, glanced at him as if nothing had happened, and kindly mentioned: "She woke up just when you were talking."
In front of Ye Liang, Su Xi's sword, which was sure to hit with every strike, would always miss the mark.
This time, it's no exception.
Su Xi paused, his neck stiffened slightly, and he lowered his head, facing Ye Liang's calm and pure eyes.
He breathed heavily and said in a cold voice: "Since you're awake, why are you pretending to be dead?"
Ye Lian's lips were still very pale, and her black eyes reflected the dark mist of demonic aura on his face. After staring for a long time, she slowly spoke: "Just now you two were discussing the topic of Lu Chi. I Ruona
Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you if you say something later?"
A vein suddenly popped out in front of Su Xi's forehead, and he gritted his teeth: "I - am - not - Lu - crazy -"
Ye Liang: "Put me down."
Su Xi's voice was unusually cold: "Do you think I'm willing to hold you?"
Although he said this, he still walked lightly. There was a chair beside him, but he carried her all the way to the bed and placed her on the bed very carefully.
Balian's eyes looked strange.
People in the demon world say that Wuhe Suxi is a mad dog that bites people randomly when not on a leash, but now it seems that it looks more like a pitiful abandoned dog that is licking its fur and is at a loss what to do.
Bai Lian tidied up his clothes and was about to leave the room to the two of them alone, but Ye Liang suddenly called out to him: "Is the young master's name Si Chen?"
Bai Lian looked at her in surprise: "Do you know Miss Ye?"
Ye Lian smiled apologetically at him and said: "Half a year ago, I left Hezong's Shancheng drinking party. I would like to say sorry to the young master on behalf of my young master."