Chapter 105 Chapter 105 Li Hanshuang wouldn’t really be dark…

Li Hanshuang wouldn't really be secretly married to Li Baihe, so they share the rights to the Demon Island. That's why Li Hanshuang can invite Penglai disciples to the Demon Island without any hindrance, just like a host inviting guests to his home?

Even many married people may not be willing to truly share everything they have with their partners, but Li Baili and Li Hanshuang can actually do this?

Their relationship is a bit too good, isn't it?

Originally, although Li Qinglian had heard some strange rumors in Penglai about Li Baili and Li Hanshuang wearing such gorgeous and expensive clothes in order to take the opportunity to get married together, she did not believe it.

After all, he was the person involved and witnessed the whole thing. Even if others didn't know, how could he not know? If they weren't married, they weren't married. No matter what others said, it was useless.

Now he was suddenly a little uncertain.

Demons can contribute their own strength before the world is destroyed, so why can't Li Baili and Li Hanshuang wear beautiful and expensive clothes in front of him and get married without him knowing?

Maybe they were planning to get married in secret?

Because in this crisis-ridden environment, announcing that one is married to the leader of a former hostile force is really a shocking thing, as if they have to grab other people's attention and must get married now.

This kind of thing has a huge impact, so there is nothing wrong with being extremely cautious. What's more, they don't seem to like being in a crowd, so it seems normal not to tell others.

Li Qinglian took a sip of the tea in her hand and suddenly felt refreshed. Her fatigue was dispelled. She focused her attention and looked carefully at the tea and teacup in her hand. She was shocked when she saw it.

"Bixi tea worth tens of millions of spirit stones per ounce? A sip of this high-grade spirit tea is equivalent to a hundred days of meditation?" Li Qinglian took a closer look at the teacup in his hand and was even more shocked. He was like a cat with its fur standing on end. He was in a trance and muttered to himself, "An ivory cup made of mammoth ivory tens of millions of years ago? It's priceless, a rare treasure, a treasure that can calm your mind when you touch it? How can I be worthy of using such a thing?!"

He touched the teacup and took another sip of tea. His eyes were wide open, as if he was about to collapse. His face showed a look of cherishment, as if he was savoring his last meal before execution. “I am simply dreaming.”

Am I dead? It's worth dying! It's too expensive! It's too wonderful! I almost forgot what I was going to do. Come to think of it, what was I going to do here?

Li Qinglian shuddered, came to his senses, drank the tea in one gulp, and did not care whether he was like an old cow chewing a peony. He gently put the teacup back on the table and thanked Li Baili.

Li Baili nodded, with no expression on her face, but her eyes were obviously a little surprised that he drank a cup of tea so quickly, as if she had something to do.

Li Qinglian walked towards Li Hanshuang, his heart suddenly started beating wildly. He smelled the strong smell of blood around him and felt like he was walking on thin ice.

He dared to say that even if he was approaching a thirty-meter-long snake, he would not feel so nervous and frightened, and glanced at Li Hanshuang.

Li Hanshuang was still sitting there, with his head slightly tilted and expressionless, like a blank book rustling in the wind. He rubbed the sword in his hand, and the sound sounded like the withered yellow leaves in autumn being crushed one by one.

Li Qinglian immediately lowered his eyes, stood not far from Li Hanshuang, and carefully reported the details, saying: "Only one-third of the people in Penglai are left guarding now, including elders and disciples, all of whom are defensive types.

The disciples I brought here are both good at attacking and flexible, because we are on the front line here, so it is better for them to have stronger attacking power and be more flexible so that they can avoid danger more easily.

In addition, with the two strongest fighters, the Sect Master and the Demon Lord, here, everyone at the meeting believed that as long as they don't cause trouble and complete their duties to the best of their ability, they will be fine.

Another third of the elders and disciples left Penglai Island. Most of them had relatives and friends in the human world, so they went to the human world to help provide mortals with safe shelters and some simple treatments. They should be very dedicated. "

"Very good." Li Hanshuang nodded and looked at his sword that was shining with cold light. The light from the sword was reflected on his face. His dark pupils were brightened by the light, as if the fire of hell suddenly burned and was gradually spreading to the peaceful world. His tone was calm and erratic, like a ghost with his whole body on fire. Because he suffered great torture before his death, when he appeared in front of other people, he didn't care about anything. He only hoped that everyone would be tortured, and then he would feel satisfied.

Li Qinglian saw an expression on Li Hanshuang's face that looked like a smile and also like gloating, which looked very strange. It made Li Qinglian shiver violently and feel a little cold.

Li Hanshuang noticed the change in Li Qinglian's mood. He placed the sword across his knees and looked up at Li Qinglian with a scrutinizing gaze, like a butcher judging whether a sheep is fat enough to be slaughtered.

Li Qinglian could swear that Li Hanshuang's eyes at that time were just like the sword that had just been wiped clean, piercing straight towards him and piercing his heart. It was not pulled out for a while, and he did not feel any pain, but only felt cold, and every bone in his body was cold.

Li Qinglian had the illusion that he had been killed. He did not react to anything and just stood there. His body was cold and stiff, as if he was a corpse that had crawled out from the ground, with rotten flesh and blood exposed in the sunlight, and wriggling maggots falling from it.

Li Hanshuang lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze. Li Qinglian took a deep breath and felt as if he had just crawled back from hell. His mind went blank.

It took him a while to recover.

Li Hanshuang slowly wiped the sword on his knees, which was already very clean. His eyes were gentle and loving. He had a slight smile on his face with the corners of his lips raised. He looked a bit like Li Baili for some reason.

Li Qinglian couldn't see anything and didn't dare to look at him directly, but Li Baili looked at them and could clearly see that Li Hanshuang's actions just now were just playfulness, and he was very happy.

Li Baili silently looked away, pretending that she hadn't noticed anything. She picked up the white-green cup she usually used and drank the tea that had cooled down a little quietly.

"What is the specific situation here? I think I should tell the elders and disciples who stayed in Penglai and went to the human world to help." Li Qinglian blinked and asked Li Hanshuang.

Li Hanshuang nodded, but didn’t speak for a while, thinking for a while: “As you can see.

There are so many sealed ones who have escaped. We are just trying our best to prevent them from escaping. But even if there are so many cultivators and demons defending together here, we may not be able to catch them all.

If you want to tell the elders and disciples of Penglai something, just show them the situation here. Nothing will stop you. "

Li Qinglian transmitted the situation here back to Penglai. After the elders and disciples of Penglai received the images, they forwarded them to other elders and disciples who were busy in the human world.

Before receiving these images, they obviously did not expect the situation here to be so serious. They just thought that at most the weather was a little bad and there were more sealed people. Maybe it would be fine after a while.

But after getting the picture, they could no longer hold on to that foolishly optimistic hope, because relying on luck would not help them at all, but might instead make them lose their ability to judge. They had to admit that the world was going to be destroyed, and this news was actually true.

They were silent for a long time before sending a message back.

Li Qinglian received the message and took a look.

He reported to Li Hanshuang: "The human world was indeed attacked by some escaped sealed ones, but those escaped sealed ones were very capable and their attack power was much weaker than ours. The Penglai elders and disciples who helped in the human world easily drove away the sealed ones.

But they had no way to kill those things, so they simply set up a large formation in a relatively stable and quiet location and moved all the living people in it for protection.

The emotions of those in the formation have gradually stabilized. They are counting the number of people and food, and discussing how to survive in the formation and how to avoid causing trouble to the cultivators as much as possible.

Penglai was also attacked, but their defenses are very strong, so they can hold out for a long time. They said there is no need to worry, but I don’t know if we need support here.”

"What did you say?" Li Hanshuang asked Li Qinglian with a smile.

Li Qinglian sensed Li Hanshuang's gentleness, but still couldn't control the tension in her heart. She could only answer as calmly as possible: "I said I don't need it for now."

Li Hanshuang nodded and asked again: "How long do they think they can hold out? Can they try their best to keep everything normal under their protection before then?"

"They said that if the situation continues, they can hold out for a hundred years, but those mortals are obviously not the same as them, and Penglai's savings are not enough to support their defense," Li Qinglian said hesitantly, "Before they can no longer hold out, they are sure that everything in the shelter can remain normal, but the situation may change."

Li Hanshuang nodded: "Tell them to hold back and not use up their strength too quickly. Otherwise, if the situation changes suddenly again, there will likely be heavy casualties."

"I'll tell them." Li Qinglian nodded.

Before he finished speaking, a whistling sound was heard in the sky.

Looking up, I saw countless huge fireballs falling from the sky and hitting the defensive formation of the Demon Island, making crackling sounds.

The surface of the formation was almost covered in flames. Looking from the inside out, one could only see a bright red color, with flames dancing in the wind and rain.