The atmosphere down the mountain was silent for a while.

The demonic ministers guarding the surroundings were suppressed and quiet, but the expressions on their faces were extremely confusing and shocking.

If the death of Minglong really had nothing to do with River Master Si Chen, then how could Minglong's soul fall into his hands?

If it is true as Xian Xin said, Master Shuci's defeat by Sichen River Master was the secret order of the Demon Lord, and the power he possesses now is all an illusion...

So why can he resist the Dragon Soul Thunder Tribulation that even Shu Ci can't get close to?

All the previous confusions and doubts about Bailian's strength disappeared instantly in this lightning disaster like fireworks dissipating.

They looked at the boy in the Demon Lord's arms with nothing but awe.

"Today's tea party hosted by Mr. Zangxin is very much appreciated by me." The female devil looked at the gloomy-eyed Zangxin and smiled.

The eyes under the heart-bursing mask were filled with anger stung by that smile. Their eyes instantly sank, and his voice was gloomy and cold: "As for the establishment of Fengjun, I hope your majesty can think carefully about it again and again.

Decision."

The female devil looked indifferent: "There is no need for the Lord of the Heart-Burning River to worry about this, I have made my own decision."

Zang Xin's lowered gaze remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice: "I naturally dare not have any objections to your Majesty's decision, but now that things have come to this, I have to remind your Majesty something."

The voice that was suppressing emotions just a moment ago was as smooth as an ancient well: "If I remember correctly, the peacock feather poison poisoned by Si Chen River Master during the battle with the evil is the most extraordinary poison in the world.

useless.

The strength of the poison will depend on the host's level of cultivation. This means that if a mortal with no cultivation level is infected by this poison, without the support of spiritual power, Peacock Ling will be nothing more than a chronic poison.

But if you were a cultivator or an immortal in the Tribulation Realm, this poison would be a real life-threatening talisman."

The female devil's eyes narrowed deeply: "The Lord of the Heart Burial River knows quite a lot about peacock feather poison."

Zhanxin said sincerely: "I just don't want your Majesty to do useless things on a dying person."

After Burying Heart's reminders, the demons finally realized that there was still peacock feather poison in Balian's body, and they couldn't help but feel very regretful.

The female devil's eyes were cold for a moment, but quickly returned to normal:

"The Lord of the Buried Heart River worries about me every day, and I am very pleased. However, now that the royal city is in ruins and the inner palace is damaged, it would be better for the Lord of the Buried Heart River to focus more on rebuilding the royal city."

Before Zang Xin could reply again, the female demon king had already walked out of the demon ministers. When she passed by Ning Feiyan, she glanced at her lightly: "I am in a good mood today. Lord Ning He will come to the Hades Palace to serve for a day.

Bar?"

Ning Feiyan, who had been listening to the conversation with her head lowered, had a slight tremor on her shoulders.

The subtle murderous intention hidden in the female devil's words caused a deep glimmer to appear in her eyes.

When she raised her head again, a gentle and harmless smile appeared on her brows, and her words were clear and simple: "Yes, Your Majesty."

…

…

The wind blew gently through the window, and the birds fell from the branches and chirped.

As if he was in a whirlpool, Bai Lian's consciousness suddenly fell, as if he had fallen into a solid field, and his whole body was filled with the pain of broken bones and cracking bones.

His eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened them with difficulty.

The aching and burning sensation of toxins invading the eyes was still there, but the scenery before his eyes was not monotonous and dark. His vision was blurry, and what could be vaguely distinguished were layers of mist.

The cool water around the body is thick, and the back seems to be leaning between a piece of smooth jade. The breath is filled with a wisp of fresh water mixed with blood. The smell is not fresh and strong, but it is particularly refreshing and pleasant.

For a moment, Balian didn't know whether he was in a dream or returning to reality. His body was so weak that his strength seemed to have been drained, and his head felt as if it had been gouged by an axe. He was feeling dizzy and stinging unbearably.

The opened eyelids seemed to be in danger, and the poisonous green color of the eyes kept shrinking and losing focus, and they looked like they were about to fall asleep again.

At this time, I felt a tingling sensation on the back of my neck.

A silver needle slowly pierced into his skin, and his dazed consciousness seemed to be washed away by cold water. Balian uttered a soft sound and woke up completely.

His vision was still blurry, but he was finally not blind.

It was difficult for him to see things, and he could only hear the voice of the female demon king coming from nearby: "I can sleep now. I kept you naked for three days. If this kindness cannot be exchanged for Sichen River Master's future

If you agree with me, I will be really sad."

Bai Lian's ears were ringing. Although he heard all of her words, he couldn't understand the meaning for a while.

Instead, there was a cold and brief hum from beside him, but he didn't say much else.

Bailian's throat rolled and he struggled to speak: "Miss Jing...?"

"Yo? The first thing you call out with this mouth is the face of death. Little corpse demon, you can't tell. You hide your thoughts quite deeply."

The person who made the mockery was Yin Baishuang. Of course she knew that Balian would call Su Jingquan because of her sudden snort.

She said this just to disgust Su Jing and the female devil.

It's just that Su Jing's demeanor remains cold and has not changed at all, which makes her feel particularly pity.

On the other hand, His Majesty the Demon King's face, which had been smiling just a moment ago, suddenly turned gloomy, and his eyes on Su Jing were dangerously tight.

"Miss Yin is here too?" Balian was extremely shocked when he heard the news.

He never thought that one day, the daughter of the leader of the righteous sect would be able to live in such harmony with the king of the demon world.

Seeing how nervous he looked, the female devil couldn't help but sneered: "Why are you so surprised? Since I promised you not to take their lives, I will let them live well."

Balian asked: "Where is this place?"

Although he was so weak that he could hardly lift a finger and could not move his whole body, he could clearly feel that he was placed in the water.

The water that enveloped his body was unknown. It contained a faint herbal fragrance. The water was as cold as frost and stuck to his skin. The chill that penetrated his bones was so cold that even he couldn't bear it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Behind him, the female devil picked up a handful of wet hair from the water behind him, combed it gently with her fingers a few times, and then tied it into a simple bun.

"The Palace of the Underworld, my bedroom." The female devil said: "You are really good at it. I didn't notice the soul of the underworld dragon hidden in your body. You are so courageous. You dared to use the dragon soul to lead the tribulation and force you to do it."

Crossing the border.

Don’t you know that in such a catastrophe, with your cultivation level, if you are not careful, your soul may fly away at any time?”

Balian lowered his head and said nothing, and the chill of the slowly flowing water beneath him penetrated into his body pervasively. Although the cold was extremely unbearable, the unprecedented tiredness and emptiness in his body was relieved a lot.

My body is no longer as limp and weak as before, and I can barely move my arms.

The female devil's tone was calm, but there was an inexplicable sense of danger in her ears: "Tell me, what's your purpose of being so anxious to improve your cultivation?"

Her slender fingertips slid down inch by inch and covered the bones of the back of Balian's neck, as if looking at a small animal that was always ready to escape if it disobeyed.

He seemed to be considering whether to crush him into pieces and tell him to become honest forever.

Balian felt a slight chill on the back of his neck, like a snake licking him coldly. He truly felt an impatient killing intent, and goosebumps instantly appeared on his skin.

The movements of the female devil were obscure. From the perspective of Su Jing and Yin Baishuang, they could only notice that she was combing his hair in an affectionate manner, but they could not notice anything strange.

Balian didn't say anything for a long time. The fingers on the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and a cracking pain suddenly appeared in his neck bones.

Suddenly----

There was a rapid exclamation in front of him, and then the water level up to his chest suddenly rose, as if something was sinking into the water, causing water to splash everywhere.

The voice was very close to Balian, and he reached out to help her without thinking. In the cold water, the warm skin under his palm was particularly clear, delicate and smooth, as if it were a woman's waist.

Balian's palms trembled in shock!

There was actually a second person hiding in the water.

I don’t know if this steaming mist has miraculous healing effects or something.

The burning sensation in Balian's eyes that had always been dull gradually faded away, and the blurred vision in front of him gradually became clearer as if the clouds had been cleared away.

In the mist, the bright face with smokey eyebrows standing close at hand, who could it be if it wasn't Ning Feiyan?

Interrupted by Ning Feiyan, the female demon king calmly retracted her palm and looked at her expressionlessly: "When did I allow you to speak out?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I lost too much blood and the water was too cold when I added it. I couldn't sit still for a while. This time I failed to behave in front of you. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Ning Feiyan's fair face was filled with awe and fear, her black hair was wet and stained her cheeks, giving her a pitiful and harmless look.

But his actions were so bold and bold, and his whole body fell softly into Balian's arms.

The slender, cold-white hand gently placed on his shoulder, and then looked at the female devil innocently and pitifully.

After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Bai Lian quickly released Ning Feiyan's waist like a hot hand. The smooth and soft touch, the white neck exposed on the water, and the round shoulders, all exuded a jade-like beauty.

luster.

All these are telling Balian that the bodies of the two of them hiding under the water at the moment may have already taken off all their clothes.

Balian looked down in panic and glanced twice, only to realize that he and she were placed in the same bathtub.

The space inside the bathtub is huge, and it can accommodate about three or four people. The material of the bathtub is also very special. It is colored like spar and is cold to the touch. The cold water temperature is probably due to

This bathtub.

The color of the water is reddish, as if it has been infected by blood. There are a dazzling array of precious medicinal materials floating on the bright red liquid.

The blood smell that Balian smelled when he was unconscious came from this medicinal bath.

The serious injuries suffered after the thunder tribulation should not have healed so quickly. Not only did the strange poison of Peacock Ling not continue to spread, it was also faintly suppressed, and even the blind eyes returned to normal.
To be continued...