Although he had already guessed what Demon Lord A'luo was going to say and was prepared, the words still hit him like a heavy hammer. This made Balian tighten his lips and his whole body seemed to be frozen in silence.
.
But A'luo laughed: "I often walk by the river, and there is no one whose shoes don't get wet. They are easy to break if they are too strong, and her wisdom will be injured. If I don't kill her, others will take her life."
She raised her eyes and looked at Balian, the sneer on her lips became more and more profound: "Actually, you don't have to blame yourself too much. She has such a useless temperament that she went to the Beiyuan Forest to find the Realm Gate.
Not for you.
Such a ruthless and smart person knows that thunder, rain and dew are all gifts from heaven, and the ancient secret ANBU authority I gave her can be given to her as well as naturally taken away."
"Now that she has offended me to death, she is risking all the ANBU power in her hands to try to seize the power of the Demon Emperor and the gate. Then, with the power of space in the gate, she can escape and travel between the two realms at will...
Even if I deliberately want to kill her, I'm afraid I won't be able to find her trace. If it succeeds, even if it's a weak ANBU force, it will be her own true power."
A'luo smiled and continued: "Ning Feiyan's way of making choices, even if it is true, I have to admire him, but his heart is as high as the sky, but his life is as thin as paper."
She suddenly turned her eyes, looked at the pale Bai Lian, and said with a soft smile: "Master Si Chen, please tell me, if she is willing to wait for death honestly, I may be able to grant it with the joy of the wedding.
She gave birth to an heir and rewarded her with a whole corpse. The Demon Emperor of Beiyuan hates her to the core. If she fights with that Demon Emperor, her flesh and bones will turn into mud, and one corpse will kill two people, right?"
Warm words and smiles are so heart-breaking!
"Bang!!!"
There was a dull loud noise, and his hands were pressed heavily between the armrests on both sides of the Grand Master's chair, and Demon Lord A'luo was imprisoned under his arms.
The well-made and luxurious Taishi chair made an overwhelming "creaking" sound under his arms.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that Balian's eyes were filled with anger, which was so hot that it was almost tangible.
A'rao raised his eyebrows coldly, smiled fearlessly, and said, "You can't stand it after hearing a few words? I know that you and Zhanxin have secretly reached some kind of unknown agreement, but what about that?"
What? You couldn't protect the person you wanted to protect, and you put one of your weaknesses in the hands of Zian Xin. Do you think Zian Xin will make Gu Changjingbai die? "
As she spoke, she slowly stood up from the chair, her rouge-colored lips were so charmingly red, she gently brushed against Balian's cheek, and the words she spoke lingered between her lips and teeth, with a hint of vagueness.
If there is no ambiguity, the smile is cold:
"In the devil world, if you don't have the strength to seek the skin of a tiger without authorization, it will only end up backfiring you. Be careful, in the end, your cleverness will be misled by your cleverness."
Before Balian could have a seizure, Arao's hand gently touched his body. Balian only felt a slight itch on his waist, which was rubbed by her fingertips.
Looking at the look on Ah Rao's face, Balian instantly understood that this was not just teasing.
Bailian's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stood up straight, his hands reaching into his lower back and groping for a while.
"Are you looking for this thing?" A'rao leaned back lazily, his eyes cold and indifferent, and he was holding a wood-brown round pill between his two slender fingers.
So what is it if it's not a young species of Burning Heart Fruit?
At this time, a thunder exploded outside the window, incandescent lightning tore through the sky, heavy rain violently beat on the double eaves, and the fierce wind blew wildly, blowing the two window lattice wide open.
In the suddenly bright world, A'luo's eyes shone dimly in the electric light, and wind and rain suddenly poured into the hall, making her eyebrows grow cold.
But she was still smiling: "This is my kingdom, my world, and I am the all-knowing Demon Lord. How could I not know about the thoughts and plans of you and Burial Heart?"
The reason why she still acted arbitrarily with Buried Heart behind her back was just because she had a delusion in her mind, wanting to see if Balian would really use this vicious seed of the Burning Heart Fruit on her body.
He left the palace that night, but he had not made any move in the past ten days. Apart from melancholy, A'luo felt uncontrollably happy.
Just because I thought about it and speculated that although he was far from being called like her, it was different from the past. He actually couldn't bear to hurt her.
But tonight, on the eve of the wedding, he came here.
When A'luo reached into her waist and touched the round and hard object, she felt indescribable sadness in her heart, and she didn't want to think about it.
She could only pretend to be calm and slightly raise her chin, indicating that Balian didn't need to be so nervous, and said with a relaxed smile: "It seems that the purpose of your coming here tonight is not just for Su Jing and the others."
There was no need for her to remind Bailian any more, as his expression had calmed down early: "It seems that the cooperation between me and Burial Heart has failed."
A'luo turned the Burning Heart Fruit seedling in his hand, his eyes half smiling but not smiling.
As expected, it is worthy of being a forbidden object in the six realms. Even a small larvae, just living in the same room, can draw out the aura of the Burning Heart Fruit that she once consumed in her body.
Before she took it officially, she had already tasted the familiar heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants.
"How did you know that the plan to bury the heart failed?" A'rao turned his eyes lightly, took a cup of cold tea from the table, and put the young seeds of the burning heart fruit into the clear green tea.
The wood-brown seeds melt when exposed to water, turning into a soluble, bright red blood color.
A'luo held up the teacup, rolled up his sleeves and swayed lightly. The blood-like color disappeared and the tea returned to clarity.
Baili looked at her quietly, seemingly puzzled.
A'rao raised his eyes and smiled. The next moment, he picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp.
"You..." Balian's voice was moved, and his eyes were slightly opened.
After drinking this cup of cold tea, Aluo frowned slightly and looked at the tea bottom, seeming to say to himself: "It turns out that there is a huge difference in taste between the young stage and the mature stage."
The Burning Heart Fruit that was cruelly forced to be eaten by someone back then was really burning like a raging fire, and the pain was as if the internal organs were being crushed into pieces.
Now this young heart-burning fruit actually made her taste the bitterness and sweetness in her mouth.
The empty cup was thrown carelessly on the thick soft carpet without making the slightest sound. A'rao's eyes rolled, the corners of his lips curled up, and he looked at Balian: "Do you think I'm a lunatic?
"
Balian looked down at the tea cup on the ground: "I think you are quite crazy."
"That's the case." A'luo pulled a thin blanket and draped it lazily on her body. I don't know if it was because of the attack of the heart-burning fruit seeds in her body or something else, but the vertical mark between her eyebrows was so red that it was almost enchanting.
There was a faint unbearable pain between the ends of her eyes, but she smiled faintly, looked at Balian meaningfully, and said, "If I were really crazy, I wouldn't look like this now."
As she spoke, a wisp of bright red blood dripped from the corner of her lips and dripped on the thin snow-white blanket.
A'luo wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, lowered his head and frowned for a long time, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Compared to the past, it doesn't hurt so much."
Balian didn't say anything. He leaned over and picked up the empty cup on the ground, picked up the teapot, filled it with tea, and said, "There will be a lot of things tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."
The rain could be heard outside the window, and the night wind was whistling through the branches.
Bai Lian picked up his cold boots, held an umbrella and left.
The night rain stains the lattice windows, and the glazed palace lanterns under the eaves of the double-cornered palace remain uninterrupted in the rain. The rain is sparse and the wind is blowing, and Basho weeps.
A'luo pushed the thin blanket around him and stopped in front of the window, looking at the figure that was getting further away under the corridor on a rainy night, his eyes looking a little sad and tired due to the misty rain curtain.
The person who gave her a clear dream and made her miserable for half her life.
She set off a thousand feet of red light and looked for him among all things.
Can't you wait for the breeze, the vegetation, and the wind and rain to come together?
Why don't you look back at the person who makes her lovesick and sad, and there is no better way?
Drinking poison is too bitter, too bitter...
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"It's done?" It's still that corner, that palace pillar, Erhe Burial Heart seems to have arrived as promised, and has been waiting here for a long time.
He is the master of the young seeds of Burning Heart Fruit. When the young seeds are taken into his stomach, he can clearly sense them.
Bailian stopped his steps and looked coldly: "Something happened to Ning Feiyan."
"I feel extremely regretful and sorry about this matter." Xianxin said in a pityful tone and shook his head repeatedly.
"I have tried my best to protect Lord Ninghe. For this reason, I even disobeyed His Highness Shaojun's order and got rid of the assassins he sent. In the end, even my strongest ANBU gun demon died in Beiyuan.
Sen, Lord Sichen, my sincerity is indeed insufficient."
Bai Lian smiled coldly: "Lord of the Buried Heart River, you are so sincere. It turns out that my cleverness was misled by my cleverness. In the palace of the Demon Realm, there are the Demon Lord's eyes and guards everywhere. That day you did this again so blatantly.
Wait for me, I have no intention of hiding it from her."
Zang Xin slowly narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "The process is not important, the result is the most important. In the final analysis, our goal has been completed."
As he said that, he looked at Bailian carefully and said, "Or is it that Lord Si Chen saw that Your Majesty came here knowing that you were hiding poison, and she drank the poison like a moth to the fire to make you soften your heart?
Haha, yes, Your Majesty is a woman after all, and she is also a very infatuated and beautiful woman. It is human nature for Lord Si Chen to be soft-hearted."
Balian was surrounded by murderous intent, and his expression became colder and colder: "Have you known for a long time that she would take poison voluntarily?"
"All of this is thanks to Lord Ning He. If she hadn't gone to Beiyuan with arrogance, how could I have accomplished this smoothly? After all, I know that she was facing the Demon Emperor of Beiyuan.
As long as I can return from this trip with my life, I might as well take this opportunity to set the terms of my protection with you. It would be a pity to lose such a powerful ANBU loyal general like Gu Changjing.
After all, my people must not die in vain, and it is precisely because Your Majesty knows this that even if he knows that this is my plan, he has to personally participate in it."
Zhan Xin's eyes curled up, and she smiled as she thought of the ambitious wild wolf at night: "If His Majesty is not able to eat the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit tonight, she knows that I am just a mere mortal, and I will definitely think about it."
I will do my best to avenge my poor subordinate..."
"In this case, she can only suffer the consequences herself."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-green sword light suddenly flashed in front of Zhan Xin's eyes. It was as fast as a flying dragon's shadow, and it was so full of violence that it made people's hair stand on end.
Even though Fang Xin was prepared, he couldn't help but be surprised.
He secretly wondered how this person's cultivation could progress at such a terrifying speed. Even though he had passed through the calamity, his cultivation level was far inferior to him.
But the force of a slashing sword forced him to deal with it seriously.
The heart-burial sleeves were filled with the fierce wind, fluttering and dancing, the bulging cuffs opened their mouths like a dragon, and wrapped around the Tiance Junshan Sword that was chopped in Bailian's hand.
In one move, it was like ironing thin snow with the palm of your hand, easily removing the murderous aura from the sword.
But before he could calm down, he heard a sizzling sound, and the sleeves of the black black robe were torn with a sharp crack.
The strong wind poured out of the sleeves, and the wide sleeves no longer had the powerful momentum of the curling blade, and fell down like a deflated rubber ball.
Although Tiance Junshan's sword energy has been exhausted, Bailian's physical strength is still there, and he flips his wrist to lift the sword's edge.
Zila——
The sword edge drew a dazzling spark on his metal mask.
Zang Xin's figure retreated hastily and fell into the heavy rain. His clothes were soaked in an instant.
He covered his cheek, blood spilled from his fingers, and looked at the half mask on the ground with a serious look, his expression was very dangerous.
"It seems that Lord Si Chen doesn't cherish the hard-won friendship between us."
The next moment, the gloomy look in his eyes was gone. He lightly wiped his cheek with his palm, and the blood immediately dissipated, and his face was replaced by a complete skeleton ghost face.
Zang Xin once again became the gentle and good-natured person he used to be when receiving gifts: "But for the sake of Lord Si Chen's grief over losing his beloved concubine, Zang Xin will suffer from the sword tonight. I hope that you will act well at the wedding tomorrow."
Don’t lose your sense of proportion again.”
He chuckled, and as he moved, the black robe turned into a thick mist, and his breath completely disappeared in the world.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bailian held up an umbrella and raised his sword. Under the umbrella, a pair of dark eyes were indescribably cold. He looked faintly at the rainy night ahead, standing there.
Stand for a long time.
It wasn't until the sound of rain gradually fell that he walked out of the corridor, half-crouched, and looked at his reflection in the rain in the small puddle on the ground.
When the umbrella cover was lightly closed, the coldness, anger, sadness and other emotions in his eyes disappeared, turning into a calm and deep look.
Ripples rippled in the rainwater in the small pit.
At this moment, he was in front of the pit, with his umbrella above him. He was separated from thousands of people in the rain, so how could there be ripples in the water?
In the ripple reflection, besides Balian, there was another small and shadowy figure strangely appearing next to him.
The ghost boy with the Yinmu Qiang flute in his hand appeared at Balian's feet. One of his arms was slightly hanging by his side, and his ghostly eyes were slightly turning.
It raised its head and slowly held up a blood-stained bead.
That bead is the other half of Shuijun's divine source, the orb earring that Ning Feiyan wears all year round.
At this moment, the beads were no longer as bright and red as before. Instead, they were completely black, as if they had been soaked in ink, and were extremely polluted by the evil spirit.
Balian took the bead, and his shoulders suddenly shook. He covered his lips and coughed lightly for a while, then put down his palms as if nothing had happened. There was a trace of light blood hidden between his lips.
After collecting the black beads, he took the orb pendant from his neck and handed it into the hands of Ghost Flute Boy.
He ordered quietly: "You know what to do."
The ghost flute boy took the bead respectfully, then turned into a thick ghostly aura, submerged into Balian's shadow and disappeared.
Bai Lian stood up with an umbrella, and the accumulated rain once again filled up the darkness of night. In the silent rainy night, a few subtle coughs sounded again.
Bailian took a few steps, his figure swayed slightly, and he leaned against the wall as if he was standing unsteadily.
He opened his palms, looked deeply at the scarlet liquid in his palms, and frowned.
"It hurts more than I thought."
He murmured to himself, and his face could no longer hold back, revealing a hint of unbearable pain.
He was holding on to the wall, unable to hold the umbrella safely, and his whole body was shaking like the thin snow crumbling on the branches in winter.
The energy that he had managed to hold on to in the face of Burial Heart a moment ago gradually weakened, and his face turned frighteningly pale.
So much so that the bloody vertical mark that slowly emerged between his eyebrows seemed extremely shocking.
After waiting for a long time, Bai Lian straightened the glass umbrella again, took a handful of rainwater spilled from the umbrella in his palm, and carefully washed away the blood stains between his palms and the corners of his lips, so that no one could see any clues.
Then he slowly returned to Chaomu Hall.
Hearing that the Demon Lord was going to reopen the Underworld Bridge and let everyone return to the human world, Wen Hanwei looked solemnly at Bai Lian, who was shaking his umbrella sideways, and her voice was unusually warm and angry: "What a fool, you have to deal with the Demon Lord alone.
Can’t do it?”
Balian rubbed his eyebrows. He had solved too many troublesome things tonight and he was very tired at the moment.
Wen Hanwei's eyes paused, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take the glazed umbrella from his hand. Before Balian could explain or persuade, she had enlightened herself in the short process of taking the umbrella.
"When will we leave tomorrow?" Wen Hanwei asked.
Hearing this, Ye Lian's expression changed slightly and said, "Junior Sister Wen, do you plan to keep him alone?"
Yin Baishuang sneered lightly and said: "If you don't leave now, you might be able to stay and be exploited as a weak point. If the little corpse demon wants to escape from the marriage, the demon lord will suppress us, so he won't be able to do anything about it."
Don't take your position as the master of the Taixuan Sutra too seriously. In the demon world, you and I are both a burden to the little corpse demon. It is a wise move to leave at this moment."
That's right.
But since Ye Liang entered the demon world, he has received a lot of care from Bai Lian. At this critical moment, he has left him alone to marry the female devil.
No matter how you look at it, you have the impression that a girl is forced into prostitution in order to protect herself, and a girl is sold to seek peace.
Ye Liang, who was well-educated, looked at Su Jing with a puzzled expression and had no choice but to throw the problem to her and asked: "Young Master, what do you think about this matter?"
Su Jing was teasing Afutu, who was left sleeping there by Balian.
Uh...it's not exactly teasing.
Because at this moment, Afutu had been provoked by her, and his hair was flashing with a fierce look. He was guarding a carrot in his arms with his teeth bared, and his eyes were wary and staring at her fiercely.
Su Jing's finger had already been firmly inserted under the rabbit's paw, trying to pull out the carrot inside the rabbit and snatch it away.
That carrot was left by Balian to Afu Rabbit when he left the palace to see the Demon Lord. Now the rabbit has eaten half of the carrot butt.
Somehow, this carrot caught Miss Jing's eye, so much so that she even managed to get angry with a rabbit.
Perhaps the glances that everyone was looking at were too real. Su Jing slowly retracted her fingers, lowered her head and picked at the silver thread between her sleeves as if nothing had happened.
Look at that...
Do not know why……
It actually made people feel that she was slightly guilty.
Will Miss Jing, who is as pure as the abyss and as clean as jade, feel guilty because of a carrot?
This idea also passed through everyone's mind like a joke, and they thought it was ridiculous.
Rabbit hugged the carrot and fell asleep again. Su Jing lowered his eyes and said softly: "You don't need to stay here for a long time."
The concise and concise words revealed her cold and ruthless temperament, as if Balian had nothing to do with whoever she married.
Yin Baishuang looked at her steadily, but maliciously commented without mercy: "Can you speak well?"
Su Jing looked at her: "When did I stop talking properly?"
Yin Baishuang said: "You speak as you speak. What's with those rabbit ears on your head that are bouncing around? That swagger makes it seem like you are fooling people without conscience."
Su Jing slowly frowned, and her eyes were covered with a layer of alienated frost. She suddenly raised her hand and actually folded the pair of unruly little ears on her head into a tight knot.
The restless ears calmed down.
Su Jing's tone also became colder, with a delicate and indifferent face: "Your eye is looking at my ear and it's jumping?"
Yin Baishuang: "..."
Ye Lian: "..."
Wen Hanwei came to a correct conclusion in a serious manner: "Ajing seems to be in a bad mood tonight."
Balian said "Ah?" and asked without thinking: "Is it because you and the rabbit lost the carrot?"
Wen Hanwei looked sideways at Balian's 'carrot' and nodded her head vigorously.
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