Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at His Majesty the Demon Lord lightly through the gauze hijab. She was not impressed by her identity at all, and even glanced away with some arrogance.
She casually threw the harp with broken strings on the ground, her apricot eyes slightly stern, but there was a hint of cold provocation towards the masked woman in Balian's arms.
"I drank your wine, and you didn't invite me to sit down?"
This call of 'Sir' really has no warmth at all.
Balian couldn't decide for a moment which one she was playing.
But no matter what, it can be regarded as taking advantage of this Jun's return banquet to find these two people.
With his identity as a cover, ordinary demons would not dare to cause trouble for the two of them.
Keeping the two of them by your side first, and then looking for an opportunity to get back together with Sister Wen and the others, would save a lot of trouble.
Balian was about to stand up and give up his seat, but Yin Baishuang's eyes fell on Su Jing's hand on his shoulder first, and his eyes were deep in thought for a moment.
So before Balian got up, she crossed the table on her own. Under Balian's puzzled gaze, she leaned over and pushed half of Su Jing's body away.
His actions seemed appropriate and measured, but in fact, there was a hint of undoubted domineeringness in his provocation.
Su Jing did not resist her slightly rude action, but narrowed his eyes and looked meaningfully at her leaning on Balian's free thigh.
It was clearly an extremely intimate gesture, but it did not carry any provocative ambiguity. It was indescribably noble and decadent, as if the person sitting under him was just an ordinary chair.
On the contrary, it made Bai Lian, who was hugging him from left to right, quite uncomfortable, so he had to stop hugging anyone and put Su Jing on a seat beside him.
Yin Baishuang glanced at Su Jing, who was sitting upright on the seat, and then she closed her eyes and took it in. She stood up and sat quietly on the other side of Bai Lian, with a charming demeanor and neither flattery nor flattery.
Xu Shi saw that the two witches who had come to his door were surprisingly well-behaved. Although the female witch looked gloomy, she did not do anything in public.
The two beauties he fell in love with at once were snatched away by someone, and the man, who was holding back his anger, said:
"Master Yihe was not familiar with the demonic woman of unknown origin at first. It was just that he met her in the human world and fell in love with her. Now, in front of everyone, he has taken these two women seriously.
You have no ruler and you are arrogant!"
Balian picked up the rabbits and apples scattered on the plate piece by piece and placed them on the jade plate.
He chuckled twice and said: "What's the hurry? Only two girls have drank my wine now, but there are more than thirty girls on the stage? If I invited them all to drink, wouldn't it be a crime?
A heinous crime?"
The demon general man was stunned by his shameless speech: "You still want to leave no one alive?!"
Bailian picked up the wine flask and slowly poured the wine into the glass. There happened to be only the last glass of wine left:
"The demon girls are all good-looking and charming. I really want to keep none of them. It's a pity that the wine in my jug is only enough for one person, so I can only reluctantly invite another girl to drink the cup.
Already."
After hearing what he said, the Demon Lord's expression improved slightly. This boy was obviously relying on His Majesty the Demon Lord's preference for him and he was doting on him.
Now he is the head of the Demon River and has an extraordinary status. If he really wants to kill these girls, let alone him, not even Erhe Burial Heart can compete with him.
The Demon General man did not dare to provoke him with words. The banquet only happened once in a hundred years.
A witch dancer with such a high level of background can only be found at the King's Return Banquet. If he is really provoked to take it all by himself, it will really be more than worth the gain.
Other demons in the field hurriedly followed Balian's words and said with a smile: "I really don't know that girl is so convinced that she can even receive this last gift of wine from you?"
Before Balian could speak, Milu couldn't bear to see Balian's attitude of choosing a concubine for the emperor.
He interrupted impatiently: "In recent days, my cultivation has reached its limit. The important spine on my back has been damaged by the villain, and my body has been taxed to the extreme in recent days.
Once the spirit-inducing Qi acupoint is brewed, it will cause severe pain in the heart. Since the seal was lifted and I regained my freedom, it has been difficult to advance further. I heard that the Lord of the Buried Heart River has found a special method for me that can solve the problem?"
As the orthodox descendant of the old devil, Milu Shaojun also inherited half of the old devil's pure spiritual cultivation. The health of his body and the progress of his cultivation are related to the fate and destiny of the mountains and rivers in the devil world.
As soon as he said this, everyone in the venue no longer had the intention to admire the beauties on the stage.
Erhe buried his heart and said: "His Highness was unable to obtain the sap from the sacred tree to cleanse the marrow and clear the meridians, so he came out of the orifice prematurely. At this time, his body was already weak, and he later lost his wings. It was even more difficult for him to bear the half-life cultivation of the old devil.
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If this continues, the half-life cultivation that the old devil left for His Highness will not only be useless, but will also cause great harm to His Highness's body. If we want to eliminate the hidden dangers, we will need Sir Sihe Feiyan's wholehearted help."
Everyone couldn't help but look at the seat belonging to Sihe.
Ning Feiyan put his forehead on his hands and said nothing. He seemed to be resting his mind or falling asleep.
And the words of "burying the heart" were spoken in Mi Lu's heart. His eyes suddenly lit up, he smiled and asked knowingly: "Why did the Lord of Erhe say this?"
Although the old devil had agreed on the engagement of young gentleman back then.
However, due to the sudden start of the war between immortals and demons, the wedding date has not yet been decided.
Marrying Milu is tantamount to sacrificing one's body and one's chastity at the expense of one's cultivation to ensure his safety through calamity and to suppress the evil beasts.
To put it bluntly, Milu was so greedy for short-term pleasure that he planted bad consequences, but he was unable to bear them. He hoped that others would bear the bad consequences for him.
But Ning Feiyan is not a person who is willing to succumb to fate.
Over the years, the wedding date has been postponed time and time again. The reason Mi Lu was able to endure the attack today was simply because he realized that Ning Feiyan was secretly at odds with the Demon Lord and was seriously injured and weak. This was a good time to take advantage of the situation and force the marriage.
How could he be willing to let this opportunity go?
Erhe Zhanxin said: "If His Highness and the Lord of Four Rivers get married as soon as possible, so as to achieve the power of Yin killing Yang and complementing each other, His Highness's predicament can be easily solved.
It just so happens that we have just received a divination from the Star Demon Officer, so why don't Your Highness use His Majesty's light to organize the happy event together. For me in the Demon World, it can also be called a double happiness."
The people watching could not tell that Erhe Zhanxin and His Highness Shaojun were deliberately exerting pressure. Some people who were interested couldn't help but echoed and expressed their strong agreement.
Young Master Milu's eyes moved, and he suppressed the joy in his eyes and said: "I think the words of Lord Erhe are reasonable. I wonder what Feiyan thinks about it?"
The female devil glanced slightly and saw Bailian lowering his head, gently turning the jade cup filled with wine with his fingers. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she seemed not to care much about Milu and Burial Heart's forced marriage.
Hongzhuang was at a loss for what to do. She was eager to object, but was interrupted by Ning Feiyan: "Since Your Highness is determined to marry me, this is naturally my blessing, and I have no intention of objecting.
It’s just that I have been injured by a dragon recently, and the poison has invaded my lungs. I don’t know how many more years I can live in the future, so why should I occupy this young concubine’s position in vain and make Your Highness sad for my body?”
The words were spoken in an orderly manner, and he was not afraid of danger, and Milu's face had not changed yet.
A strange smile appeared on her face, and she changed the topic and said: "I heard that the Lord of Erhe got an evil demon from my mother-in-law. If you give me this evil demon spirit, it will be able to cure the poisonous wounds in your body."
, keep me safe."
Zhan Xin was not surprised that Ning Feiyan knew in advance that the evil demon had fallen into his hands.
After all, the evil demon originally came from the forest of the North Abyss. In recent years, the evil demon has been captured and slaughtered so badly that it is on the verge of extinction. The evil demon gifted by Mrs. Ning is indeed a treasure and hard-earned.
Zhan Xin shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not difficult to kill an evil demon, but is it a bit difficult for the Lord of the Four Rivers to obtain the evil demon's Yuanling?"
The filthy demon was born with an evil aura all over his body. It was the aura of a cursed evil beast that even the demons were unwilling to be exposed to.
Therefore, this kind of evil spirit that was born in the forest of Beiyuan should be rejected by everyone and punished when it is found.
The evil spirit Yuan Ling is the place where the evil energy gathers. If the Yuan Ling is taken by force, the evil energy will invade the body and it will be difficult to get rid of it for a lifetime.
This thing is like a drop of foul-smelling ink that no one wants to touch.
Ning Feiyan smiled slightly and said: "If this is not the case, how can I know whether His Highness is sincere in his treatment of me?"
Mi Lu was startled and asked in confusion: "What does Fei Yan mean by this?"
Ning Feiyan's eyes were slightly opened, and she was clearly not touched by any alcohol, but her watery eyes seemed to have been drunk, and they tightly caught Milu's heart:
"If Your Highness is willing to kill demons and obtain Yuanling for me to prove your intention, after fifteen days, I will naturally be willing to get along with you. In the past years, I should serve you with all my heart and never abandon you."
Never give up.
What an alluring four words.
Milu was tempted by this.
Although it is difficult to eradicate the foul breath once it invades the body, the evil beasts under the bronze door dare to commit the crime of treason and introduce it into the body.
Even if the dirty aura of this little filthy monster enters the body, it will only be a matter of a moment before it is swallowed by the beast.
To others, killing the evil demon is indeed a very troublesome and disgusting thing, but for Milu, it is as simple as tailor-made for him.
He laughed and said happily: "If I can keep you safe, not to mention this mere filthy demon Yuanling, even if you want the demon heart of Emperor Beiyuan, I will do whatever it takes to do it for you.
You achieved your wish."
This speech really shocked the hearts of all the demons.
Mr. Milu is actually so serious about the Lord of the Four Rivers? Even the evil demon is willing to kill the Yuanling for her.
Erhe Zhanxin let out a helpless laugh: "Your Highness, you have married a beautiful woman, but you have really harmed me, my subordinate. I found this filthy monster with great difficulty, but to kill it like this for you is really terrible."
It’s painfully tight.”
Milu laughed and scolded: "When did Lord Erhe do things so rudely? Isn't he just a dirty monster? Come to Japan and give you back a hundred of them. Now this one is absolutely necessary. Lord Erhe no matter what
But we can’t be stingy anymore.”
Zhan Xin reluctantly surrendered: "Okay, okay, I will give it to His Highness."
I didn't know where to find a bell. I held it in my hand and shook it gently. The bell broke in response.
Then four little red-headed demons appeared in the sky, holding chains in their hands, pulling the iron-colored cage and dropping it onto the banquet table for people to watch.
The cage is made of thousand-year-old fine iron, and is covered with dust-purifying charms obtained from the immortal sect in the human world.
One of them was imprisoned in a filthy demon whose body was stained with blood and whose appearance was unclear. The iron chain was wrapped around her neck several times, tightly.
All four limbs were tied with iron rings, his hands were hung high, and his two legs were barely hanging in the cage in a deformed and awkward posture.
The injuries on her body were severe, especially on her back. She did not know what kind of torture she had suffered. Her clothes were soaked with blood, and their color became darker and thicker.
The thick blood stained the iron red along the hem of the clothes, and was quickly cleaned and purified by the dust-purifying talisman.
Even though there were thousands of dust-purifying talismans to suppress the filthy atmosphere, the moment the filthy demon appeared, the demons seemed to have seen something extremely dirty and disgusting, and they hurriedly covered their noses and frowned, showing expressions of extreme disgust.
However, Balian could clearly see that the bones and joints of the evil monster's legs had been forcibly broken but not reconnected using cruel means.
Then he deliberately used medicine to quickly heal the leg injury, and finally ended up with this strange twisted and deformed appearance.
It's like a thorn in the body. Every time it moves, it's like a needle piercing the bone marrow, tearing the heart and lungs.
In her current condition, forcing herself to stand is tantamount to asking for torture.
If she didn't exert any strength and allowed her knees to bend and kneel in the iron cage, she would definitely feel a hundred times more comfortable than she does now.
Balian saw that her wrists were so painful that they rubbed deep red blood on the iron ring, and her fingers that were holding on to the iron chain turned pale, as if her fingers would be broken in the next moment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But even so, she would rather bear this extreme pain, have her bones broken, her waist never bent, and her knees never reached the ground.
Yesterday in the inn, the scene when I saw this evil monster was still vivid in my mind. Her legs had not been broken at that time.
The evil demon in the cage seems to be sleeping, as if he is not aware of the disgust, curiosity, scrutiny, ridicule, and ridicule of everyone's eyes.
But how could we ignore the ups and downs of uproarious discussions at the table?
Hongzhuang, who was adding wine to Ning Feiyan, glanced at the evil demon and quickly took it back.
The succubus who was born in the forest of the North Abyss truly hates and despises creatures like the evil demon to the core, as if even looking at them would make them feel dirty.
But she was very puzzled by Ning Feiyan's request, and whispered: "Feiyan, the injuries on your body were clearly caused by the demon spirit. The evil spirit is useless to you. Why do you want to take Shao Milu?"
I killed demons and retrieved souls for you, but it was all in vain?"
Ning Feiyan took the drink she poured, smiled slightly, touched the hair on her head, and said, "You don't need to know too much."
Regarding her initiative to be intimate, Hongzhuang's heart beat very fast. Although she was overjoyed, she was also a little concerned about the gains and losses. She always felt like this was like a dream.
At this time, Milu Shaojun had already stood up from his seat, holding a red-bone fang sword in his hand. With a cruel smile on his face, he slowly approached the cage.
His spineless posture was like that of a deformed monster that was being killed, and his palm slapped the blade of the sword hard and harshly.
There seemed to be an ancient god-slaying giant hidden in that sword, and it slowly came to life as Milu's breath spread out.
The cracks on the ground spread like spider webs under his feet. As Milu exhaled, the sword in his hand looked like a real demon palm spitting fangs.
The sword light swept out like a terrifying locust, darkening the cloud shadows on the sky.
The cruel scarlet sword light passed through the dust-purifying talisman and passed through the fine iron cage. He was not even willing to get close to kill the existence that symbolized filth.
The shrill sword wind blew away the messy hair on the evil demon's forehead, revealing a blood-stained but extremely cold eye.
Those eyes are no longer so clear-cut in black and white, as if they are covered with a light yellow film of dirt and scab. Those eyes are not bright, it can be said to be a little turbid, and they do not seem to hide too many complex emotions.
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There is only plainness and indifference.
She watched quietly as several dust-purifying talismans were blown up by the sword wind, as she watched several clear sword marks left on the fine iron cage, and as the crimson and cruel sword light was about to sink into her eyebrows.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered the fire in her hometown, which was also so bright red in color, cruel and fatal.
But today, she changed from the deprived to the deprived.
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