Ning Feiyan raised the tea cup in her hand to clink a cup with him, and her hands touched his waist easily.

"There's nothing to worry about. Haven't I made it through all these years of ups and downs alone? What's more, there is no need to spend time and energy to suppress the chaos in this month.

It’s the rare time in thousands of years that I have gone through the calamity smoothly. You have worked hard to nourish the wounds on my body. I feel relaxed and happy as never before. It doesn’t matter, but you..."

She put down the tea cup in her hand and pretended to straighten the collar of Balian's clothes:.

"I've been tired of you all these days, so I have to make up for the losses I suffered. If I need it next year, I will come to you and lend you some comfort."

After successfully changing the subject again, Balian shook his head and smiled, saying: "The coming year will be too far away. When this storm passes, I will go find you."

There are countless succubi who seduce people and play with people's hearts, but there is never a shortage of men who are fascinated by her and want to find her.

But for Ning Feiyan, she was very tired of being stalked.

To her, sincerity that can be deceived by false feelings is worthless and can be abandoned, let alone the opportunity for others to find her.

Ning Feiyan has never seen Bai Lian, like those men in the past, eagerly holding up his sincerity for her to see.

Looking at his smile, I don't know why, but the words of rejection came to my lips but I swallowed them without words.

Then he just smiled and said vaguely: "After the snowstorm, I'm afraid my belly will get bigger and ugly. I don't want to see you."

Balian chuckled softly, his eyes filled with a different color of joy.

After all, before parting, Ning Feiyan still softened her heart and made him happy for a while.

After straightening the collar of Balian's clothes, Ning Feiyan suddenly sighed and said: "The female devil is obsessed with obsession right now. Since you want to refute her wishes, you are afraid that one day you will really make her crazy. Do this."

Some extreme and crazy things happen.

If the situation is really going to be irreversible, just listen to me and say her nickname, I think it will bring back some of her humanity."

"A nickname?" Balian looked at Ning Feiyan in surprise: "Do you know the nickname of the Demon Lord?"

Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "Back then, she was an abandoned demon in the wasteland, and I was a lowly succubus. Since the two worked together to seize power, they were always able to know some things that others didn't know."

As she said that, she stood on tiptoes and whispered softly: "A'rao, her nickname is A'rao. If you are in a dead situation, call her and she will be confused."

"Of course." Ning Feiyan raised the corner of her mouth, hinting at a cold and ruthless smile: "If your timing is more clever, and she is so confused that someone can take advantage of her, you can kill her with one strike.

Without her, this harm can be avoided."

Bai Lian's head trembled, and he stared at her blankly without speaking.

…

…

Ning Feiyan left the city early and did not deliberately hide the dark eyes in the city.

After she came to the top of the city and summoned a monster white eagle to travel north, the Demon Lord in the Hades Palace and Mi Lu in the Zhaoyu Palace secretly sent a group of silent black tails to follow her.

The demon world is vast, but it is all the land of the king.

Even if Ning Feiyan knew that murder was imminent, where could she escape on this continent?

Many people in the city have guessed that the Demon Lord's abnormal and abnormal rage in the past four days is probably inseparable from Ning Feiyan.

She walked in such a hurry, obviously intending to avoid trouble.

But in the minds of these people, such hasty and unprepared behavior to avoid disaster is really foolish.

If a demon king wants a demon minister to die, all he needs to do is give an order.

Under the vast demonic world, which force dares to take her in?

But a few days passed, and everything in the palace was calm. Except for the shadow sent by the Demon Lord on the first day to follow, no killing orders were issued, and Ning Feiyan was still out.

There are even those who secretly speculate on the emperor's heart, and even vaguely feel that the Lord of the Four Rivers did not respect the rules and left the city without permission. In fact, the Demon Lord is not as angry as everyone imagined, but has been in a very good mood recently.

During the court meeting, several demon officials made mistakes, and His Majesty the Demon King's methods of punishment were less thunderous and angry, and his methods were much gentler than in the past.

A sealed letter was sent to the Hades Palace, and the shadow reported that Ning Feiyan's whereabouts were getting further and further away from the Demon State, and His Majesty the Demon Lord's mood was obviously getting better and better.

It seems that as long as the Lord of the Four Rivers does not return, His Majesty's mood will continue to be good.

The snow is deep and cold, and the moon is overcast. The tea hill is especially quiet at night.

The surrounding fields are quiet, the chirping of cicadas on the nearby mountains has stopped, only the soft rustling of midge moths can be heard, and the dots of fireflies in the tea garden are flickering in the evening breeze and interspersed among the wild flowers.

With the fragrance of tea blowing on his face, Baili was sitting in the mausoleum. The wind passed through the mountains and fields, the grass was blowing on his sleeves, and the green lamp was still under his feet, emitting a bright and clear light, haloing the hem of his clothes.

The ancient sword Tiance Junshan was inserted diagonally into the bluestone of the ancient road. The thick sword body was surrounded by a faint black-gold sword energy. Under the misty clear light, it reflected a somewhat mysterious color.

The palm of Bailian's left hand rested between his knees, and in his right hand lay a young three-headed demon bird.

That demonic bird was in the ghost mountain. It was attracted by the Heaven-Destroying Sword inserted into Si Li's chest.

Pi Mo bird died once in the ghost mountain, and his destroyed body was reunited through the seal left by Hong Ying, the heroic spirit in the middle.

It has been hidden in the seal for more than a few months, and now its aura is extremely abundant, and it can freely change the size of its body shape, quietly curling up in Bailian's palm.

Three furry little heads kept pecking at the palm of his hand.

There seemed to be some delicious food hidden in the empty palms, and the three heads rushed to peck at it, constantly emitting cries of joy.

The Pi Mo bird feeds on sword energy and has been seen in Dongtian Temple.

Now it is kept in Baili'an's body and has not eaten the sword energy. According to common sense, after being released by Baili'an, he should go out to find the sword and eat it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the Tiance Junshan Sword from Kunlun is beside it, exuding sword energy like scented bait.

The bird turned a blind eye and pecked at the palm of the hand, as if it could peck out a flower.

Bai Lian's index finger moved slightly, and the bird immediately stopped.

The little paws, which looked thin but actually contained terrifying power, stood gently between his knuckles obediently, tilting their heads and cooing continuously.

Bailian raised his fingers, put the bird on his shoulder, and looked up at the sky.

It has been more than half a month since he entered the realm of transcending tribulation.

Mortals transcend tribulations and escape from the mortal body.

The corpse demon overcomes the tribulation, crosses the yin and yang of life and death, and gathers yin to form a pearl.

But to this day, except for the purple corpse bead in the Dantian under his abdomen that has become more solid and powerful, Bailian has never been able to sense his own corpse bead in his body.

On the contrary, the thin green python sword energy hidden in the corpse bead in the belly has the potential to thrive. It lies quietly deep in the corpse bead, but it does not have any conflict with the demonic energy in the bead. Instead, it lives peacefully.

Float peacefully in it.

Light green and deep purple, one positive and one evil, the two colors seem to be distinct and complementary to each other.

Balian tried to feed the sword energy with the demonic energy in the corpse bead.

But he found that the sword energy could not be eaten.

Balian was very patient and used his spiritual consciousness to pull the sword energy, slowly pulling away the corpse bead, following the meridians and nodes, like a snake crossing water, until it wrapped around his fingertips.

The bird sitting quietly on his shoulder cooed, seeming to be a little interested.

Balian opened his mouth and let out a breath, and the pale white spiritual breath fell into the cyan sword energy.

In an instant, like sweet rain pouring down, the sword energy grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, condensing into reality.

After several changes, the sword energy in the form of a small green python suddenly differentiated into two pythons, with their tail ends connected and the two pythons raising their heads.

Bai Lian was surprised by this strange change, and Tiance Junshan, which was leaning into the crevice of the stone, trembled, as if he was thinking about it, and there was a slight echo.

Balian's eyes moved, and he looked at Tiance Junshan Sword with a bit of surprise.

The Tiance Junshan Sword came from the Kunlun Mountains. Although it is unknown which master forged the weapon, this ancient sword is an unfinished product.

This sword cannot be enchanted with spirits, nor can it be engraved with inscriptions.

The world's spiritual swords can be controlled with the heart, not unilaterally using spiritual energy to drive away objects to control the sword.

Rather, one needs to cultivate the heart of the sword first, use the inscriptions as a bridge to communicate with the spirit, and talk to the sword in one heart, only then can the sword be truly meaningful.

This is where the power of the spiritual sword lies.

Communicate with the sword, and with a thought, the sword will howl!

Only a sword with inscriptions engraved on it can be called a spiritual sword.

Otherwise, a sword with an inscription that is difficult to engrave would be like a stubborn stone that cannot be enlightened and cannot be communicated with.

Every day a sword is born, the heart of the sword is born.

If the sword holder's thoughts cannot be communicated through the inscriptions on the sword.

Over time, the sword heart that cannot hear the language of this world will slowly die away as the years pass by.

But tonight, this Tiance Junshan sword actually had an instant touch.

At that moment, Balian seemed to catch an extremely weak heartbeat.

His eyes brightened, and he pointed out his fingers. The blue double python sword energy from his fingertips flew out quickly, like a clear sea of ​​light, and sank into the thick sword body.

a long time.

There was no movement from Tiance Junshan Sword, which was surrounded by a faint sword aura.
To be continued...