The early morning is dark, and beyond the distant mountains, there are dazzling stars to pay respect.
The place for the appointment was in a deserted and remote teahouse in the Demon City.
Ning Feiyan's eyes returned from an inconspicuous bun shop, and she and Bai Lian came to the stone lion at the entrance of the teahouse.
At that time, the teahouse was deserted and deserted. Only a private room on the second floor was dimly lit, and it was obvious that someone had been waiting for a long time.
Stepping up the stairs, Bai Lian and Ning Feiyan arrived outside the concierge, with two light doors wide open.
Mrs. Ning sat quietly in the room, having already prepared a sumptuous table of wine and food.
Seeing the arrival of the two men, Mrs. Ning spread out her skirt, stood up, and calmed down the resentment and madness on her face that night, and now she looked somewhat graceful and dignified:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please take your seats."
Looking at her respectful and polite look, she seemed to have completely forgotten about the plot and frame-up that happened that night.
Both mother and daughter were born actors. Ning Feiyan's expression remained the same as usual. He raised the corners of his lips with a faint expression and said nonchalantly: "You're welcome, madam."
After saying that, he held Bailian's hand in a pretense of intimacy and sat down together.
Balian raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything more.
Mrs. Ning's lowered eyes narrowed deeply, and a deep coldness flashed across her eyes, but she quickly restrained and hid it without showing any trace of it.
After sitting down at the table, there was a subtle sound of chains rubbing and shaking from somewhere in the room.
The table was filled with delicacies carefully prepared by the restaurant's chefs, but Balian could not smell the five human flavors. Instead, he caught the rich smell of blood in the aroma of the hot food.
He cast his gaze on a thin figure slowly crawling out of the shadows in the corner of the room.
It was a woman of indeterminate age, wearing a shabby short robe with exposed arms. Her whole body was dusty and dirty, and she had not taken a shower for an unknown amount of time.
In addition to the bloody smell of pus from the wound, there was also an unpleasant sour smell on his body.
He was unkempt, with black spots on his face and purple spots on his face. There was a collar and chain around his neck, and he was imprisoned there using a formation.
I don't know if she was attracted by the smell of the food, but she was covered in scars and slowly crawled out of the screen with her limbs on the ground.
But her eyes when looking at people are not timid or fearful, but more like a hungry beast crawling out of the gutter, full of longing and desire.
She looked straight at the food on the table, and even though she kept swallowing, a lot of saliva kept dripping from her mouth.
Balian couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at Mrs. Ning.
This really doesn't look like the attitude of hosting a banquet to ask for help.
Sure enough, Ning Feiyan showed an expression of disgust and disgust, frowned and said: "After so many years, you are still as bad as ever."
Mrs. Ning picked up half of the roast goose with chopsticks, threw it into the woman's palm, glanced at her coldly, and said: "Go back, now is not the time for you to come out."
The dirty woman picked up the roast goose and wolfed it down as if she was extremely hungry. She didn't even let go of the bones. After eating, she licked her fingers and hid in the shadow.
Bai Lian also frowned deeply. For some reason, the aura on that woman's body made people feel slightly uncomfortable. So he looked sideways at Ning Feiyan and asked, "Her aura... is very strange."
Ning Feiyan said lightly: "That is the evil demon born from the corpse of the dead succubus in the Beiyuan Forest. The demon spirits floating like dust in the forest have no independent consciousness. After absorbing the essence from the succubus's corpse,
After the essence is extracted, the spiritual being born is the evil demon."
"Filthy demons are regarded as unclean things by Beiyuan. As unclean demons, even the most evil wizards in the demon world will reject them.
Wherever the dirty monster has said that there will be plague, the forest of Beiyuan cannot tolerate this thing, but Mrs. Ning likes to keep this kind of dirty thing in captivity to please Erhe Burial Heart, so she did not forget to treat this thing during the banquet today.
You are really sincere when you are around me."
Ning Feiyan smiled lowly and said: "Why bother with this? Just go and ask the merciful Lord Erhe to rescue Hongzhuang."
Mrs. Ning scooped a spoonful of fish soup into her bowl with her own hands. Her voice was calm, and she could not hear any emotion or anger: "How can a mere beast ask Lord Burial Heart to take action and save my Hongzhuang."
"But Master Shouhe is different." Mrs. Ning raised her eyes and scooped another spoonful of fish soup into Bailian's dish. There was a hint of unexplainable meaning in her eyes:
"That night, when I faced the demonic dream of Ye Tan, my lord never left my daughter. It was clear from my heart that I was so brave. I hope you can generously save my other daughter."
As soon as he came up, he got straight to the point and made his feelings clear.
Balian doesn't dislike this simple and direct method.
Anyway, coming here today was just a matter of words. He was about to tell Hongzhuang that she must be fine at this time, but before he could speak, the back of his hand suddenly felt warm.
He raised his head in astonishment and met Mrs. Ning's charming eyes.
Those eyes completely ignored Ning Feiyan, looking straight at Bai Lian, with a flushed face and said:
"I know very well that the Demon King's grace is not easy to come by. It is really greedy to let you save my daughter for free. But since you are willing to attend the appointment today, it is obvious that there is no room for discussion on this matter. If you can save Hongzhuang's life, concubine
I am willing to serve you with my body and be a slave for the rest of my life, and I will never have any second thoughts from now on."
Balian lowered his eyes and looked at the hand holding the bright red cardamom on the back of his hand.
He naturally and calmly withdrew his hand, naturally and calmly took the handkerchief Ning Feiyan handed him, and carefully wiped the fingertips on the back of his hand clean.
"Madam, you are joking. Lord Ning He told me about Hongzhuang last night. I have promised her that I will save Hongzhuang. Madam, there is no need to do this."
Mrs. Ning was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I have watched the Master of Sihe since I was a child. How could I not know what a temper she has? Why would Lord Shouhe use such a ridiculous lie to excuse me?"
Even if Lord Demon King shows mercy outside the law, I believe that with the temperament of Lord Four Rivers, he will never offer even a few words of mercy for my poor Hongzhuang."
Balian frowned, looking at Mrs. Ning's sad look on the verge of tears, and for some reason an indescribable feeling of boredom arose in her heart.
In the peripheral vision, Ning Feiyan looked as usual, holding the wine glass with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"That's all. Whether Mrs. Ning believes it or not, everything will be clear to you at the banquet when you return home today."
Balian pushed the table and stood up. He didn't intend to stay long. He glanced at the delicious dishes on the table and said: "Today's appointment, I can see that the chef of this restaurant has put a lot of thought into it. Every dish is exquisite."
It’s so hard that I can’t bear to put down my chopsticks, but Mrs. Ning seems to have forgotten that it’s only around 10 o’clock in the morning, and I think the big fish and meat on this table are not as refreshing and comforting as the porridge and side dishes made by you, madam.”
His clear black and white eyes couldn't help but look at Mrs. Ning, her gentle eyes contained a hint of invisible oppression:
"If you think about it, it's normal for a mother who doesn't even want to cook home-cooked dishes for her children to say such extreme words of begging for help."
Bai Lian glanced at the sky. The dark clouds had dispersed and the sky was starting to light up.
He said to Ning Feiyan, who was sitting there and had not yet stood up: "On the way here, I saw a shop on the corner that served crabmeal dumplings and cucumber and shrimp porridge. They looked very good. Ninghe, please don't accompany me there.
Have a taste?”
Ning Feiyan was startled. When she came, she just took a look at the unknown steamed bun shop, but he remembered it in her heart. She said with a faint smile: "You said it as if you can eat steamed buns."
."
Bailian's eyes slightly curved: "Then please trouble Lord Ninghe to help me eat an extra portion."
Perhaps Ning Feiyan didn't realize how much his brisk and joking tone sounded like he was flirting with someone else.
Mrs. Ning hated to see her smiling like this. When she saw the two of them getting up one after another, her eyes could not help but turn red with hatred, and her body could not help but tremble.
She didn't wait for Balian to leave, and suddenly took hold of his sleeve, her eyes once again showed the crazy look that night:
"Do you know! Every time she smiles like this at someone, she is planning how to kill them! She is a madman, a devil! She hates all of us. You said she would ask you to save Hongzhuang? Don't be kidding
Oh! She wishes my son Hongzhuang would die!
I know how cruel she is. One hundred thousand people in the clan were killed by her alone. She also ruined my son’s red face with her own hands! She was originally the young genius with the best talent in our clan. After marrying a demon,
That day, Yuan was crushed to pieces by this bitch!
Also, don’t you know? My son Hongzhuang looks very similar to her. Back when the old devil had a banquet in the world, the person Milu Shaojun really fell in love with was not her but Hongzhuang.
Not long after returning to the clan, Hongzhuang was destroyed at her hands! She was supposed to be the beloved demon concubine, but now she has become a shady murder weapon in her hands!"
Mrs. Ning's carefully painted makeup was completely ruined by her distorted expression. Her lips and teeth met fiercely:
"She can destroy her loved ones today, and she can eat you till your bones are gone tomorrow!"
She cried loudly: "Poor Hongzhuang knows nothing about this and has been willing to drive her for so many years. If I don't save her now, I will die without knowing what a dehumanizing snake I have served!"
Balian felt that what she said was wrong.
Her extinct place is not just human nature, it is clearly the human heart.
Balian let her pull his sleeves and cry for a long time, until her voice gradually became quieter, then Balian slowly said: "Actually, it's not Ning Feiyan you don't believe, but yourself, right?"
Mrs. Ning was startled, her eyes were blurred with tears, and she looked slightly confused: "What...what?"
The pair of black eyes that Balian looked directly at her were bottomless, as if he could see through people's hearts at a glance:
"Both Ning Hongzhuang and Ning Feiyan are your children, but you only love Ning Hongzhuang. It's not because you love this child much, it's just that you gave your love to the two children to one person because of guilt.
."
Ning Feiyan looked a little strange.
Mrs. Ning murmured and explained: "That's not the case..."
Bai Lian pulled back his sleeves and analyzed carefully: "What happened back then, you had no choice but to give up an unknown son who was taboo among everyone in the clan, but she was your child after all. Madam was reluctant to let go, and she also had a heart.
Guilt, suffering and struggle.
Until later, you got Ning Hongzhuang. She was smart, talented, and loved by everyone. It was at this moment that you found support and gave her double the love that you could not give to Ning Feiyan.
"
"Ning Hongzhuang is the most perfect child in your heart, which makes up for the guilt and uneasiness Ning Feiyan brings to you.
But you didn’t expect that Ning Feiyan could come back alive from such a desolate hell. When you saw her covered with scars, your first thought must not have been heartache, but fear and confusion."
"No...it's not like that..."
Bai Li'an didn't want to waste words at first, but when he saw that Ning Feiyan, a calm, decisive and cruel guy with such a weak and incompetent mother, he really wanted to open up the woman in front of him on the grounds of love.
False cloak.
If she hadn't been stripped till she was dripping with blood, it seemed that I would never know how much pain that abandoned child would have suffered.
"From beginning to end, the reason why you don't want to believe Ning Feiyan is not because of how bad she is.
But it comes from the fact that you are really extremely cruel and indifferent to her. How can your child, who is clearly aware of your cruel and indifferent treatment, be resentful of you, so you guard against her, avoid her, dislike her, and hate her?
, slander her."
Mrs. Ning fell softly to the ground. Suddenly, she felt that the evil ghost in her heart was being pulled out in broad daylight, and she was exposed to the sun. She was heartbroken and lost her mind: "It's not like this, I didn't..."
Balian's eyes were deep and slightly cold, and he looked down at this woman: "You said she is a poisonous snake, but you don't know that that poisonous snake has already taken hold in your own heart."
"If you really open your eyes and take a serious look at her, you will find that there is also a paradise hidden under the ghosts hidden in the human heart."
I don’t know if she heard these words. Mrs. Ning slowly lowered her head, her cheeks hid in the shadows, her voice from crying was a little hoarse, and she spoke with difficulty:
"Lord River Master, can you let Feiyan and I have a few words alone?"
Balian's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan was also looking at him. When he saw his eyes turning over, he looked away and said, "Go to the street corner and wait for me."
Balian saw that she had no objection, so he left her alone.
The alleys of restaurants are extremely deserted, the dust and fog are miserable, and the majestic magic city is full of sadness.
The nameless steamed bun shop on the corner sells the most common food in ordinary households. Even though the aroma is lingering and warm, the business is always deserted.
The owner of the store is an old Shang Xiong demon. His originally burly figure has become a bit stooped by the years, and his face has brown age spots.
When he smiled and asked Balian to sit down, he didn't have the murderous feeling of the demons.
Bai Lian ordered two drawers of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, which were warmed by a small charcoal fire.
The hot porridge had been boiling and bubbling for an unknown amount of time before a plain hand suddenly lifted up the blue cloth cover.
Ning Feiyan walked into the shop and sat down in front of him, served herself a bowl of hot porridge, and said: "The Jungui Banquet will end today. Are you serious...will you save Hongzhuang for me?"
The chopsticks in Balian's hand that were about to pick up a crab meat dumpling for her paused in the air. He looked at her with a slightly strange expression and asked, "What did Mrs. Ning say to you?"
Ning Feiyan put down the porridge spoon in her hand, squinted her eyes and said, "It seems like you said a lot, but you don't seem to say anything at all?"
Seeing that the hot porridge in her bowl had not been touched, Bai Lian took the small plate on the side and handed it over: "If you are in a bad mood, how about some sour food to appetizer?"
There was a row of bright red hawthorn fruits neatly stacked on the small plate. Ning Feiyan took a look at it and did not reject it.
I took two and ate them.
She looked at Balian, suddenly smiled and said, "You treat me so well, how about I watch a good show with you today?"
Balian didn't seem to be very interested. His eyes fell on the residual red left behind when she picked up the hawthorn on her fingertips, and asked in a low voice: "What's the show?"
At this time, a gust of cold wind came from around the corner, and the hot mist on the steamed bun steamer drifted away.
The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, and her voice was scattered in the wind, which sounded a little unclear: "A... good show about redemption."
The wind has stopped, and this trip to the appointment is over.
When the old demon man in the shop cleared the table, he found that the charcoal fire on the table had been extinguished and the porridge was cold. The two drawers of steamed buns and a cup of porridge had not been touched at all, remaining cold and without warmth.
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