The Yuxiao Sword held in his arms was particularly heavy-handed, and Balian was about to explain that he really did not need to use this sword to protect himself.

As the words reached his lips, the wild wind outside the cave picked up, one after another, blowing down the crazy weeds growing around the edge of the cave.

While the wild wind mixed with the cool rain and the fragrance of green grass, it slowly penetrated and drifted in with a hint of blood.

This bloody feeling was particularly cold and strong, as if something dead had been dormant outside the cave entrance for a long time.

Balian's eyes changed slightly and he returned the sword calmly.

Wen Hanwei took the Yuxiao Sword and made eye contact with Ye Liang. Both of their eyes were as deep and cold as the night, with deep vigilance in their eyes.

The originally peaceful air suddenly became solemn.

Balian's mood was also a little complicated. Just a moment ago, he said that with the old formation in the mountain, he could temporarily protect their peace.

But I never thought that a demon would discover this place so soon and have been waiting outside the cave for a long time.

If it hadn't been for the wind, no one in the cave would have noticed anything strange outside the cave.

Moreover, even now, the three of them can only capture the cold smell of blood spreading in the air.

However, it is difficult to sense the aura of the true master.

It can be seen from this that the one who comes is by no means simple.

There was no movement for a long time. There was a cold light in Wen Hanwei's eyes. She was about to stand up, but was pushed down by Bai Lian's hand.

He summoned Tiance Junshan and said in a deep voice: "I'll go out and take a look."

Now that he has become the leader of the demon world, in this demon world, all the demons except the Demon Lord, even the ones such as Buried Heart, Milu and others, have to show respect to him.

It is far more appropriate for him to meet this distinguished guest for a while than for Wen Hanwei to come forward.

At this moment, the quietly burning bonfire suddenly jumped up for no reason, the fire became fierce, and the orange fire reflected the thin night. A tall and slender outline was outlined in the cave entrance where the light and shadow were interlaced, and it walked gracefully into the sight of the three people.

Balian suddenly froze when he stood up, his eyes slowly opened wide, and he looked at the uninvited guest who was walking slowly with a look of shock.

In the dim light, the woman in purple clothes has a graceful silhouette, a bright face and smoky eyebrows, and her steps are as light as flowing clouds.

Her long dark hair was tied back with a hairpin, and her black hair tied into a high ponytail cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. It was intricately stranded and revealed a spotless air, which was stunning.

It was none other than Ning Feiyan from Sihe in the Demon Realm.

Demon Ning's eyes were filled with luster. Looking at Balian's astonished look, she couldn't help but slightly curling her lips, and her beautiful face showed an ambiguous smile:

"At the banquet at your return, I was still wondering why the purple robe on my young husband looked so familiar. Today I went back to the palace and went through the wardrobe and realized that it was not the clothes that men dressed up when I traveled around."

Wearing purple clothes with jade hairpins and purple jade tassels hanging from her waist, she is different from the old days when her hair was tied with black silk.

Today, she is dressed as a man with a high ponytail and is as handsome as a jade tree, which is very similar to the style of clothes that Balian wore that day.

However, it was raining lightly outside the cave at this time. She didn't know how long she had been outside. The color of her purple clothes and hair was slightly darker, and she was obviously soaked by the rain.

Ning Feiyan's lips were painted light red and her eyebrows were curved as she said, "My dear husband, do you think I look as good as you in this outfit?"

When she spoke, she always had a smile on her face and was gentle and carefree.

But while she was smiling, a delicate hand made of white jade protruding from the edge of her sleeve was holding two bloody heads.

The head's hair was disheveled, and its appearance was very similar to that of a human head. It had diagonal horns on its forehead, its skin was purple, and its face had lines like fish scales. It was clearly a high-level demon general in the demon world.

The sight of such a bloody beauty really makes people's hearts tighten.

Ning Feiyan saw that Balian didn't say a word, but just stared at her with a frown.

She just thought that her uninvited appearance made everyone wary and unhappy.

Ning Feiyan smiled nonchalantly, raised the two bloody heads in her hands and shook them, her tone as relaxed as if she was introducing melons to everyone.

"This is the shadow demon, the best at tracking assassination methods. It is the demon that belongs to Erhe Zianxin. Yesterday Zianxin released the news about Tiangan Mountain in public. Do you think he just told you about it? Although you are me

Those who were brought into the demon world must be suspicious by nature, how could they not doubt your origins and intentions?"

Wen Hanwei did not let down her guard because of Ning Feiyan's intimate gesture.

Although she didn't know Mohe Suxi, she recognized that the person in front of her was Ning Feiyan, the fourth river in the demon world.

The coldness in her eyes never dissipated, and she immediately grasped the key point: "You said you brought him into the demon world?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ning Feiyan, who had a pleasant face, ignored Wen Hanwei and Ye Lian.

In a few steps, he closed the distance between him and Bailian, and a pair of watery eyes looked at him: "My dear husband, don't underestimate the devil world. Look, you are so smart, don't you also have two little tails?"

Stupid!

There was a clear sound of the sword.

Bonfire disorder jumping.

The unsheathed Yuxiao Sword lay coldly in front of Ning Feiyan, stopping her from approaching Bailian.

Behind the sword's blade, which was as cold as autumn water, was a pair of clear eyes without any ripples.

Those eyes were too clear, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the shadows of Ning Feiyan.

Ning Feiyan stopped and looked at Bai Lian with resentment: "My dear husband, I helped you solve two troubles, won't you praise me?"

Balian's head ached slightly when he looked at her smile.

Recently, the witch often calls him by his first name, and most of the time, she changes the boy's name. When teasing someone, the most outrageous one is the young boy.

I don't know what kind of serious illness I got again today, but my old self has returned, and I have changed into the frivolous and casual tone when I first met Guishan.

Although she did do a good thing by taking care of the two shadow demons, why did he feel that Ning Feiyan's purpose of being here today was not that simple.

Seeing him looking like he was having a headache, Ning Feiyan's smile deepened in her eyes, waiting for him to take the initiative to question him.

She was in a very bad mood today, and the toy that could be used to amuse her to calm her mood abandoned her and ran away without authorization. She was not happy, so naturally she would not let him get too comfortable.

Balian had a headache, but he frowned not because of her appearance here, but because of the two bloody heads in his hand. Seeing that she was still tossing them around, his frown deepened.

He couldn't help but educate: "Don't play with everything in your hands. If it's dirty or not, throw it away quickly."

Ning Feiyan was stunned by his reaction, and she subconsciously obeyed and threw away the two dirty things in her hands.

Before she could react, Wen Hanwei, who was filled with murderous intent, somehow put away the sword in her hand and backed away after looking at Balian.

Ye Lian was also surprised when he saw Wen Hanwei Zhige: "Junior sister Wen?"

Taixuan Jiujing actually sheathed his sword against the Demon River in the Demon Realm?

Wen Hanwei returned to the bonfire and added a few more dry firewood to the fire, burning it even more intensely. The strong firelight exuded a scorching warmth, and the damp and cold air in the cave also became lighter.

Her amber eyes reflected the orange-red firelight, and she said calmly: "It's okay if you are one of your own."

Not to mention that the color of the leaf curtain changed at this time, even Ning Feiyan couldn't help but be stunned, her expression became extremely exciting.

She was here to cause trouble today, how could she become one of their own with such stupid minds like these immortals?

At this time, Balian had already taken a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood from her fingers. Perhaps he felt the coldness of her palms, and pulled her sleeves to bring her to the bonfire to keep warm and sit down.

He looked at her pale and sickly face, and said meaningfully: "It seems that the magic power and the poison of the dragon didn't hurt you lightly enough, and you were still able to go wild in the mountains, so why don't you take advantage of the fact that there is still one day before your return banquet?"

Situation, tomorrow you will also face the challenge of burying your heart."

Once upon a time, Ning Feiyan mingled among various famous immortal sects as a human monk, and it was normal for him to sit in the same room and talk loudly with distinguished people from all walks of life.

But those noble men from famous families who claimed to be noble only knew that she was the seventh elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, but they did not know that she was actually the Lord of the Demonic River.

But at this moment, the lineup was particularly clear, and no one in the cave knew her true identity. As the Lord of the Demon River, she was sitting on a bonfire with these Tribulation-Transcending Immortals, and beside her lay a Master of the Eight Sutras who was almost dying after being harmed by her.

She was actually able to hear such absurd and innocent words as "one of our own" from the Taixuan Nine Classics.

It's ridiculous, even if you look at the entire demon world, it's hard to find a single demon who can claim to be one of her 'ones'.

How dare she.

With these words alone, the Brahma Yin Sword Sutra of Tai Xuan Zong will be infamy in the world for thousands of years, and he will never be reincarnated.

Ning Feiyan, who loves to manipulate others, felt a little uncomfortable sitting here today for some reason.

So she decided to say something.

"Huh? I remember that the concubine lying over there is Jiachen, the Master of the Eight Classics of Taixuan Sect, right? It's really surprising that he was poisoned by the bone butterfly poison and is still alive. I thought that in another three years, I would be alive.

Then I can buy a new silkworm chrysalis toy."

Ye Lian, who was sitting silently, immediately turned cold.

Wen Hanwei seemed to realize that there was actually some grudge between the river master in front of her and her senior brother.

Her little eyebrows twisted in confusion for a while, then she looked at the two round heads on the ground and immediately felt relieved.

"As for the fact that you hurt Senior Brother Jiachen, I will have a fight with you in the future to find a way for him. But you helped us today and you are my child's friend. You are injured, so I will naturally

I won’t take advantage of others’ danger to attack you at this moment.”

Ning Feiyan felt that this woman's brain structure was really strange.

If the grudges between good and evil could be distinguished so simply and clearly, why would immortals and demons have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years since ancient times?

I don't know why, but Mingming Wen Hanwei's words and expressions are very old-fashioned and clear in grudges, but it is very easy to make people like her.

But Ning Feiyan was extremely upset when she heard it. She was good at dealing with those self-satisfied, deceitful and hypocritical people, as well as the evil and wanton villains.
To be continued...