Jian Lin hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh, feeling extremely sad, "If I had known better, I would not have gone to the demon world."

On this trip, they didn't catch up with Zhan San Dao, but instead provoked the Demon King. Those who were caught, injured, and forced to leave the demon world didn't get any benefits.

The only thing that got what I wanted was probably the Red Canal.

"What do you mean by this?" Demon Lord emphasized solemnly, "I defeated the Demon Emperor and achieved a breakthrough. I gained a lot from this trip."

Dog men are always tough-talking.

But forget it, don't bother with the seriously injured person.

"Yes, yes, yes," Jian Lin covered the Demon Lord with a quilt, "The Demon Lord is the most powerful in the three realms. Get some rest quickly and take good care of your injuries. Your health is the most important thing."

The Demon Lord would not listen to her, he insisted on sitting up, and ordered Jian Lin to get him a piece of pajamas and put it on, as if he wanted to plead guilty.

Jian Lin patiently listened to his instructions and waited for the Demon Lord to sit up. He was already prepared in his heart and probably guessed what the Demon Lord wanted to say.

However, the result was unexpected. After the Demon Lord sat firmly, he showed a critical look and suddenly said, "I found that you are becoming more and more careless. When you were in Wujifang, every time I saw you, you would put on a new suit."

clothing."

Jian Lin lowered her head silently. The Begonia robe she bought from the demon world had gone through the war and was already in pieces. She rolled it up and put it in the Qiankun bag. She only had a plain white dress on her body.

For the past few days, she was in the dungeon and was too lazy to clean herself up. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and nestled in the small bed every day. Her skirt was wrinkled and she reached out to touch her bun. It was also loose and shapeless. That was indeed not very particular.

But, does this matter?!

"I used to dress up every day to seduce the Demon Lord," Jian Lin said nonchalantly, sitting on the footrest with his hands on his chin, "Now I'm too lazy to seduce, so of course I'm not particular about it."

"You are really impatient and love to be lazy when practicing. No wonder there has been no progress in your cultivation. I taught you Mingyue Sheng Gong, but it was in vain."

The Demon Lord was still as venomous as ever, but unfortunately Jian Lin was already immune to it.

She raised her eyes to look at the Demon Lord and said half-seriously, "There is no Bai Jiao, but it is still of some use."

At least once you practice, you can gain points very quickly, which is much better than the devil's magic in the bad streets of the devil world.

The Demon Lord looked at her coldly, not bothering to argue with her, "We will discuss this matter later. Let me ask you now, have you thought it through clearly? Do you still want to leave?"

Jian Lin straightened up, with a solemn expression on his face, "I want to leave, but I want to know how Xiao Li is doing. If she dies, I will set up a memorial tablet for her. If she lives, I will try to save her at all costs."

The Demon Lord stared at Jian Lin, silent, then reached out and took out a small thing from the side of his pillow.

The bedroom is brightly lit, bright and warm.

The demon king's slender fingertips were wrapped with a red rope, and at the bottom hung a transparent eight-treasure glass ball. The ball was glowing with light. Jian Lin took a closer look and saw that there was a small silver fish inside.

The little whitebait from the spiritual vein of the dragon bone is swimming happily in the glass ball, surrounded by a faint blue light, leisurely and contented, extremely lively.

"Lord Demon Lord," Jian Lin asked in surprise, "when did you hide it? I thought it was all given to Xiao Li."

"Later, Xiao Li gave me another fish." Demon Lord reached out and handed the eight-treasure glass ball to Jian Lin, "You can keep it. As long as this fish is still alive, it proves that Xiao Li is still alive."

Jian Lin reached out to take it and carefully looked at the little whitebait in the glass ball. His mind was full of questions, "What is the principle of this? Also, why did Xiaoli give it to you and not to me?"

"I don't know the reason. I guess it's the secret technique within the Dragon Clan," Demon Lord said lightly. "As for why you gave it to me, maybe Xiao Li thinks I'm more reliable."

Jian Lin couldn't argue with what he said. He gritted his teeth and said, "This little bastard really knows how to cook for others."

Although she was cursing, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up. She believed what the Demon Lord said. It was great that Xiao Li was not dead.

"One more thing, that night I fought against the Demon King and accidentally knocked his mask off. I found that half of his face was rotten." The Demon Lord stretched out his finger to trace on his left cheek, "From the bottom of the eye to the lower jaw.

Bones, teeth can be seen.”

Jian Lin's thoughts turned quickly, "He has so much demonic power, why is he still like this? Is this why he is looking for Dragon Pill?"

"Inseparable, the demon power is extremely strong, and the physical body is extremely fragile. In order to defeat me that night, he suddenly raised his cultivation level to the eighth level of God Transformation. That can only mean one thing. He has already cultivated it.

For some reason, I forcefully suppress my cultivation and don’t want to achieve a breakthrough prematurely.”

"But in this case, wouldn't Xiao Li's situation be more dangerous?" Jian Lin's heart was twitching, "The Demon Emperor is dying, so it's time to use Dragon Pill to replenish his health."

"No, because of this, he didn't dare to touch Xiao Li easily," Demon Lord said with hatred. "The demonic power of Dragon Pill is very strong. If we supplement it again, what if our body collapses directly? The Demon King will never dare to take the risk.

."

Jian Lin frowned, "If the body disappears, what will the Demon King become?"

"The unconsciously powerful demon power will be divided and eaten by monsters, and will be subdued by caring people, causing harm to the common people. If he is lucky, he can use the Dragon Pill to ascend successfully, and the world will be peaceful."

Jian Lin suddenly remembered something and slapped the edge of the bed. The pain made her grin and said firmly, "Isn't this the Demon Emperor's secret?"

"Of course, it is difficult to defeat the Demon Emperor, and it is not easy to supplement the Demon Emperor," the Demon Lord concluded. "If I were a demon, I would definitely unite with other demons to kill the Demon Emperor with a trick, and then divide and eat him."

"Bai Mei thought so too, and later he died." Jian Lin said coolly.

Bai Mei, one of the demon emperor's close subordinates and the provider of Lin Yuwei, his death directly caused Hongqu's inability to survive in the demon world.

"Then do you know who killed Baimei?"

"Isn't he the Demon King?" Jian Lin asked in surprise.

"It's the high priest." After saying this, the Demon Lord stared at Jian Lin with a heavy gaze, "By the way, Jian Musheng, where did you take the high priest?"

Jian Lin choked, looked away, and hesitated, "This matter... is not easy to talk about."

"Forget it if you don't tell me. I just want you to know that without the high priest planning on the side, the Demon Emperor dare not act rashly for a while," the Demon Lord leaned back on the bed and said tiredly, "Okay, I should say

I've said it all, if you want to leave, just go, I won't stop you."

Jian Lin lay motionless beside the bed, a little confused for a moment, and her originally determined mind began to waver.

After a moment of silence, she reached out and poked the back of Demon Lord's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Master Demon Lord, do you think I should go?"

"I don't know, I have to think for myself." The Demon Lord refused ruthlessly.

"Oh, okay, I think about it myself," Jian Lin stood up and said softly to the Demon Lord, "Then I'll take my leave first. Lord Demon, you have a good rest."

The Demon Lord closed his eyes, hummed softly, and Jian Lin raised his feet and walked towards the door.

Just when Jian Lin was about to walk to the door, she suddenly heard the Demon Lord calling her.

"etc."

"What?" Jian Lin turned around, igniting a glimmer of hope.

"I will give you the antidote for the poison in your body."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small white porcelain bottle flew over. Jian Lin reached out to catch it, holding it in the palm of her hand. It seemed to have a warm body temperature.

"Eat it, do some exercise and adjust your breathing overnight, and you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

Across the screen, the Demon Lord's voice was faint, and Jian Lin actually heard a hint of tenderness.

"I know, thank you Lord Demon Lord!" Jian Lin said loudly, closed the door and left neatly.

Walking out of the main hall, before Jian Lin could decide where to go, he was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Ngabo?" The chief steward came with someone from the other side of the corridor.

Jian Lin stood still and said hello calmly, "It's me, the chief manager. It's really hard to be on patrol so late at night."

The two of them looked at each other and neither mentioned how she got out of death row.

"It's not hard work, it's all my job," the chief steward put his hands on his chest and smiled brightly, "Who leaves the harem without a master? I can only worry about it."

Jian Lin responded with a smile, not understanding the purpose of the chief manager telling her this.

Seeing that she didn't talk to her, the chief manager was not embarrassed. He raised his hand and called for a young attendant, "Here, light the lamp for Miss Apei and send her to the side hall to rest."

Then he said to Jian Lin, "The room where Miss Ape lived before is still the same. If you need anything, please tell me. Miss Abe, please don't be polite."

Jian Lin was originally hesitant about whether to go back to live in the small courtyard of Wujifang. Since the chief manager said it, she should live in the side hall.

Soon she came to the door of the side hall, and the little attendant kindly stepped away. She opened the door and took a look, as if she was in another world.

Really, nothing has changed. There are still plum blossoms in the vase, the brocade clothes that were delivered are hung on the shelves, and various jewelry are shining brightly in front of the bronze mirror.

There was a storybook stuffed on the bedside table. She lay on the thick quilt and breathed a long sigh of relief. Her brain felt soft and she refused to think or work.

She raised her hand to open the antidote bottle, poured out a small red pill, swallowed it wholeheartedly, turned over and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

A dreamless night.

When I woke up again, my ears woke up first, but my eyes still refused to open.

First, I heard rustling outside the window, which seemed to be raining, and then there was the sound of turning pages of a book. Everything was quiet and beautiful.

She hugged the quilt and fell asleep again, then slowly opened her eyes and found Tao Niang sitting on the bedside table, flipping through a storybook.

Seeing that she wanted to come, he greeted her with a smile and said enthusiastically, "This human story is quite interesting."

Jian Lin smiled and was in an inexplicably good mood.

I got up and opened the window, and it was indeed raining. The cold air rushed in, refreshing me and making me feel refreshed.

The Demon Realm is always shrouded in fog, the weather is gloomy, there is no sunshine all year round, and there are occasional rain washes, the flowers, plants and green leaves outside the temple look particularly bright and lovely.

Jian Lin stood on the window edge in a daze, and suddenly made up her mind. She knew what she was going to do.

She wanted to go back to the Guanlan Sect to find out why she couldn't cultivate the golden elixir, at least to cultivate the golden elixir, and then go to the demon world to save Xiao Li.
Chapter completed!