The Nine Snakes clan has been extinct for a long time. Ning Feiyan confuses right and wrong, and it can be said that there is no proof.
At the same time, he also found a perfect excuse for himself not to be in the royal city these days.
The best explanation is that the cat that was supposed to be captured by the Nine Snakes clan now appears safely with her in the Chaomu Palace.
In a few words, she removed herself completely.
Of course the Demon Lord knew that things were not as simple as she said. Looking at the entire Demon World, there were not many people who dared to cause trouble under her nose. This Ning Feiyan was definitely a deeply rebellious person.
She didn't believe Ning Feiyan's rhetoric, not even a little bit.
But Ning Feiyan was extremely smart. Even in the desperate situation of such sudden changes, she was able to clean up her tail and leave no evidence behind, which did not give her a chance to attack.
Ning Feiyan's eyes briefly passed by the golden flowers between Demon Lord's collar, and her expression did not change at all.
The female demon king's thin and cold fingers slowly touched the hideous wound on her back that was originally left by Shemali. The movement was gentle, but indescribably ruthless and cruel, and her white fingertips sank into the wound bit by bit.
Ning Feiyan frowned in pain, her eyes filled with soft moisture: "Your Majesty..."
The female demon king let out a long hum, and pressed her fingertips hard into the depths of her flesh and blood, reaching up to her spine. With just a little force from her fingers, her bones could be shattered into pieces.
She said slowly and calmly: "This dragon demon king is really serious. If the Four Rivers Master does not take good care of his body, he may die at any time. The poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
At the King’s Return Banquet in a few days, tell me what will happen if the seventy-two hell magic generals in the royal city find out that the Lord of the Four Rivers is ill?"
In the vast demon world, headed by the Demon Lord, there are six rivers under the throne, and these seventy-two hell magic generals are under the jurisdiction of the six rivers, and the top demon generals among them are also coveted by demon cultivators who are in the Tribulation Realm.
The position of six rivers.
The Jungui Banquet is not only a challenging change in the status ranking among the six rivers, but also a rare opportunity for the Demon General.
Even if Ning Feiyan clears herself of the suspicion today, the Jungui Banquet will still be the day of her death.
For thousands of years, the name of Liuhe has been extremely difficult to shake once it has been chosen. The reason is simply that Liuhe's special ability is too powerful and defies the will of the heavens, and it is inherently terrifying to suppress all living beings and demons.
Now that Ning Feiyan is seriously injured and dying, these terrifying and powerful demon generals will naturally bite her like mosquitoes that have sniffed blood.
The demons have always been cruel and selfish, and the power of the Four Rivers is too tempting. Even though Ning Feiyan has a good reputation in the demon world, it is insignificant in the face of real interests.
I don't know if she was trying to stay calm or if she was too scheming. Ning Feiyan's face showed no signs of anxiety or fear. She smiled lightly and said, "Of course everything is based on the order of the demon world."
"I hope this is what you mean."
The Demon Lord bent down and picked up the dress on the ground, and put it on Ning Feiyan with his own hands: "I am very much looking forward to the performance of the Lord of the Four Rivers at the Lord's Return Banquet."
Ning Feiyan Yanran looked at each other, bowed her hands and said respectfully and seriously: "I will certainly live up to your Majesty's expectations."
The Demon Lord held up her hand, a strange smile appeared in his eyes.
Because her appearance is so good, a simple smile can easily seduce people's hearts, so that it is always easy for people to ignore the arsenic poison hidden under the frosting.
"I just returned to the city today, and I still don't know what the audacious thief stole from the Xuanting Cave. I need to retreat for a few days, and the cat will be taken care of by the Lord of the Four Rivers. Remember, don't let him come again.
The traitor whose path was unknown was captured."
She seemed to be making a pun, and she seemed to be hiding a sarcasm, but in the end she did not cause any more trouble for Ning Feiyan. After taking off the magatama from Bailian's neck, she left the Chaomu Hall.
Until the aura of His Majesty the Demon King completely disappeared, Ning Feiyan's strong energy finally gave out. Her pale face suddenly became covered with a layer of gray death, and her body fell uncontrollably.
Balian immediately transformed into a human being, picked her up and walked towards the bed.
The weak Ning Feiyan slumped in his arms, and was finally placed on the soft couch, lying between the pillows.
Although their positions were different, Balian had to admit that he admired this woman very much.
After being seriously injured and aggravated by the poison, an ordinary person's willpower would have been tortured to the point of collapse.
However, she only relied on a cup of cold tea to cheer herself up and managed to survive such a long time.
After all the dealings just now, I can't see anything strange about it from the outside.
The torn gauze and bandages were scattered all over the floor. There was no need for any medicine to stop the bleeding. She was seriously injured and these medicines did not help her at all.
Balian sat on the bedside, flicking out the subtle fragrance of the charming expression on the table.
He watched the faint green smoke in the little golden furnace beast gradually dissipate, and muttered: "Today's calamity is over."
"Past?" Ning Feiyan smiled weakly: "Then you may have thought of her too simply."
"Didn't she let me go out of mercy today? As you said, my life is more painful than my death. She is filled with anger, so naturally she won't let me die too comfortably."
Ning Feiyan looked lazy: "To put it bluntly, I'm really in pain and about to cry."
Balian threw away the scented tablet in his hand, looked at her and said, "I think you are about to burst into tears. I advise you not to attend the Jungui Banquet in a few days."
Ning Feiyan's eyes darkened, and her expression rarely concealed itself, revealing a touch of gloom: "She gave an order today. If I don't attend your return banquet, I will be disobeying your order, which will also lead to death.
She just wanted to give me a long and painful process of waiting for death, which would be even harder than the punishment of facing death directly.
I know that the situation of death is difficult to solve, but so what? Even if I am cornered and faced with countless calamities, my sins will never be able to escape life and death, so what?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She grabbed the pillow, raised her head and sneered: "As long as the blood in my bones is still flowing, as long as I can still feel the pain, I will never give up. I will never give up.
Survive and show those people."
Ning Feiyan's eyes seemed to hold an unquenchable torch, as if nothing in this world could erase that layer of light.
Balian stared at her, although he didn't like Ning Feiyan's behavior, which was too ruthless and indifferent, as if everything in her hands could only be distinguished between 'usable' and 'disposable'.
However, the unquenchable look in her eyes is really moving.
He lowered his eyes, carefully stroked the edge of the cuffs with his fingertips, and said: "According to my guess, your original plan was to challenge Erhe Burial Heart, join the ranks of the upper demon rivers, and thus get rid of Milu's mission control.
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Ning Feiyan said: "I found his weakness in Xuanting Cave."
Balian glanced at her back lightly: "But I don't think you will be able to recover from your injuries in the past few days and regain your full strength to stand with him."
"Yes, then just wait another hundred years." Ning Feiyan said in a calm tone, as if the failure of this careful arrangement did not leave any traces of waves in her heart: "Although I hate getting married.
, but with Milu’s current body condition, he still doesn’t have the ability to sacrifice me.
It’s not difficult to hold a wedding in name only and give him a little false sweetness, and it will last another hundred years. As for the seventy-two hell magic generals, if they want to harm me, I am not without countermeasures. Although everything
You have to start over, but I have always been very patient."
Balian paused slightly while rubbing his cuffs, then raised his head: "I didn't know that getting married was such a simple matter."
Ning Feiyan smiled incredulously.
Balian took a clean and soft towel, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and said softly: "If you don't like it, why bother yourself."
Ning Feiyan felt that he was really naive and said with a smile: "If a person restricts you in terms of status and status, you are destined to dedicate everything to him from the beginning. This is your mission and obligation.
If it were you, what would you do?"
Balian looked at her and said seriously: "I will give him a lot of pain, a lot of pain, so that he will never dare to think about it again."
"As for the mission, this imposed and very annoying mission, what's the harm if it breaks?"
Ning Feiyan smiled sweetly and said, "So, you are willing to continue helping me?"
Balian threw the towel in his hand at her face: "Are you a fox that plucks its feathers after a wild goose?"
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll give you a good thing, just treat it as payment in advance."
Ning Feiyan reached out with difficulty and reached into a hidden pouch on her waist. The wound on her back cracked with the movement, and blood flowed down her waistline, soaking the bed.
Balian hurriedly pressed her shoulders, took out the purse, opened it, and saw that there was a ghost grass inside?!
This is something from Ghost Mountain. Bailian remembers that Miss Yin went deep into Ghost Mountain just for this grass. However, the ghost grass in one area was accidentally destroyed by Ying Xiu. Later, she successfully picked one inside the Bronze Gate.
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Ning Feiyan actually had a ghost grass on his body.
She looked at him with a faint smile and said, "You should know what this grass is used for, right?"
Balian nodded, feeling a little happy: "Yes, it can help ghosts and the like recover their sense of taste."
Of course, this item is also useful for zombie demons.
"I grabbed this specially for you. Not long after I left Xianling City that day, I met Su Jing and Yin Baishuang, the two eldest ladies of the Xian family. They were fighting fiercely over this grass, and both of them lost.
The injury was not serious, so it was easy for a sneak attack, so I was able to grab the grass in one go."
"It's a pity to say that I thought I could have killed those two people, but the eldest lady from Cangwu Palace was a good chess player and she escaped.
But she is also very interesting. I thought she would be the one who wanted Su Jing to die the most in this world, but I never thought that when she left, she actually dared to use the space power of Moqi Palace beyond her capabilities to kill her.
Su Jing took them away together."
The innocent smile on Bailian's face disappeared little by little. He looked at Ning Feiyan with dark eyes and asked, "Are they seriously injured?"
Ning Feiyan's tone was quite relaxed: "I won't die, but I won't be much better off. If Yin Baishuang takes Su Jing away, there will be backlash from the Tibetan Palace. I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain good health in three to five years.
Before that, Su Jing's behavior was also incomprehensible, and he actually blocked the murder of Guye Demon Butterfly for Yin Baishuang.
If she doesn't go into seclusion to detoxify, once the magic butterfly's voodoo invades her spiritual roots, she will become a waste dominated by the magic powder voodoo in the future."
Balian expressionlessly put the grass carefully into the green jade.
This is what Miss Yin prepared for Shou, and he won't touch it.
Ning Feiyan asked: "Aren't you going to eat this ghost grass?"
Bai Lian hummed and looked coldly: "It's rare for Miss Ning to be so happy to pluck her hair out. I want to keep it as a memory for a few days. By the way, just now you said that the wound hurt so much that you were about to cry. I remember you hid it under the bookcase.
Some Qingyang Powder, although it has no therapeutic effect on your injury, can still relieve the pain. Can I get it for you?"
His voice is gentle and light, with a bit of coaxing meaning, which makes people feel very comfortable listening to it.
Naturally, Ning Feiyan would not refuse and lazily hummed.
When Balian got the medicine, he gently applied it to her.
It was very refreshing and refreshing at first, but when all three bottles of medicine were applied to the injured area, Ning Feiyan felt something was wrong.
The cool feeling completely dissipated, turning into itching, numbness and heat, as if countless ants were crawling.
If it was said that Ning Feiyan was able to endure the inhumanly painful pain at the beginning, but once the medicine was taken away, the itching and unbearable pain made life worse than death.
She couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch, which would indeed relieve the itch, but once she couldn't help scratching, she would scratch deeper and deeper into the wound with more and more indulgence.
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She was so tortured that her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth to endure the collapse caused by the itching and pain: "What have you done?"
In the past, when she gave gifts, everyone, regardless of gender, was grateful, shed tears, and even gave them back to her with sincerity.
Like today, after the gift was given out, it was the first time in her life that she was treated with a bad attitude.
Balian lowered his head and shook the empty bottle in his hand, slapped his head, and said angrily: "Oh, I took the thousands of machines and scattered them."
On this day, Ning Feiyan knew clearly that this boy was a scheming villain who could not be seen when he was angry, a little wolf wrapped in rabbit skin.
Not only are there fangs hidden in his mouth, but there are also fangs hidden in his heart, which are even more vicious than the fangs of the Great Emperor.
Ning Feiyan was kept awake all night, and her last bit of energy was gone. She could be described as haggard and haggard.
I'm afraid even ten pots of cold tea won't bring back any energy.
But Hongzhuang didn't come back all night. It seemed that Ning Feiyan's harsh words really hurt her heart. She who had to stay at Chaomu Hall every night suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
It was not until later that Balian couldn't hold it back and transformed into a kitten and wandered around the royal city. Only then did he realize that it was not that he was heartbroken, but that something had happened.
Ning Feiyan's serious injury was not a trivial matter. Even the most precious elixir of heaven and earth in the king's treasury could not cure it. However, there was a Dust Cleansing Pill hidden in the Demon King's Underworld Palace.
It was the elixir offered by the Huali tribe in the demon world when the demon king succeeded to the throne. I don’t know where Hongzhuang found out that this medicine was of great help to Ning Feiyan’s injury. She secretly broke into the Hades Palace without knowing whether to live or die, and died that night.
His limbs were pierced by the thousands of spears in the palace, and he was taken down on the spot.
Now he is imprisoned in a water prison by the demon guards.
Cleansing Pill can detoxify all kinds of poisons, heal blood and bones, and turn away evil spirits.
At this time when the city was full of turmoil, she stole the healing treasure. Naturally, it was not difficult for everyone to associate her actions with the seriously injured rebel who transformed into the Demon Lord.
Ning Feiyan is not without suspicion, but she is one of the six rivers after all. Without clear evidence, the demon guards will naturally not touch her easily.
At the end of the day, the torture in the water prison was basically used on Hongzhuang again and again.
And this news was also deliberately released to Chaomu Palace.