Nangong Wan looked down at the little girl with pity, and rubbed her soft and white little leg rhythmically against her belly, with her thumb and index finger slightly together, pinching the soft skin under the skirt from time to time.

Xu Xianxian expressionlessly tossed her sliding jade feet aside and continued to sip from her teacup: "Ophelia is not a willful princess, she's just... jealous."

Her legendary power is emotion, so she can understand similar things at a glance.

But when she said this, Xu Xianxian's tone was very calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"...Hey, you're quite straightforward. I thought a bad devil like you would pretend to know nothing...Ah!"

Nightmare stretched out her little foot again in desperation, trying to pinch the other's soft flesh with her toes, but was quickly slapped back with a "slap". The strong impact almost made her fly out.

Fortunately, she was a devil after all, and she reacted quickly. She fell on the desk in a somewhat awkward manner, but fortunately she was not thrown out directly.

"You really hit me?!"

Nangong Wan was a little angry. She smoothed her scattered hair and stared at Xu Xianxian who was drinking tea with an incredible look on her face.

The other party's slap was not only delivered with strength, but also with the power of authority. The area on the instep of her foot that was subjected to the force instantly became charred.

Just a little bit, and her right foot would be cut by the space.

"Why can't I hit you?" Xu Xianxian put down her teacup and looked at him with a strange look. Then her eyes turned and revealed a thoughtful look. She asked tentatively, "Is there an unspoken rule in your demonic culture that you can't hit women?"

Among extraordinary creatures, strength is respected. Is there any gender advantage?

“You…you…you…” Nangong Wan was choked and speechless. After saying the word ‘you’ three times in a row, she could only accuse indignantly: “You don’t understand women’s hearts.”

When she saw Xu Xianxian being promoted to Legend, she immediately had other ideas, so she wanted to seduce and tease this innocent little goblin.

Who would have thought that the other party was both rude and cute.

Of course, this is mostly an act.

"Yes, compared to you, Nightmare, I naturally don't understand. After all, at your age, you're more than old enough to be my great-grandmother's great-grandmother." Xu Xianxian shook her head, praising Nightmare without reservation, "You've lived for such a long time, it's like you've been walking through the history of demonic civilization!"

When she said this, her tone was full of envy, but she couldn't tell whether she envied the other person's age or the knowledge he had.

But think about it, it has only been a few thousand years since humans on Earth developed a complete intelligent civilization. Nightmare is much older than human civilization and must have mastered a lot of knowledge from different worlds. He is a teacher worth learning from.

"hehe."

Nangong Wan sneered twice with an expressionless face. She was not angry at all, and did not feel angry at all.

She was a demon, a nightmare among the higher demons, born with unparalleled magical powers in nightmares. She was not one of those inferior species whose residual souls were blown into the Styx after death, reincarnated as demon insects, and then gradually ascended.

For so many years, wandering between nightmares, what kind of ugliness have I not seen? What kind of things have I not witnessed? What kind of creature have I not eaten?

So how could Miss Nightmare, who has seen everything, feel angry and furious just because she was ridiculed for her age?

Not angry at all!

Nangong Wan sneered twice and stopped talking. She continued to lie on the desk in the same position as before. However, in order to maintain her appearance, she twisted her waist and lay on it in a better and more comfortable manner.

Even if he is lying on the desk, he is still a noble devil from hell.

"Alright, alright, Nightmare, you're a high-level demon, a collection of negative energy. How dare you sulk like a little human girl?" Xu Xianxian felt as if the originally bloody and terrifying atmosphere had suddenly been taken aback, and was even developing in a strange direction. She coughed twice, ready to get the topic back on track: "By the way, how did you transmit your clone to Earth? And where is your original body..."

"The devil's privacy, no comment."

Nightmare lay sideways on the desk, blinking his strange eyes and interrupting the girl's question.

These are her personal privacy, how could she tell an outsider like Xu Xianxian?

The other party is already a legendary fairy. After mastering the power of space, it is enough to threaten her body.

What's more, the power of emotions is of an extremely profound nature, which even a nightmare like her cannot grasp. It remains to be seen whether she can use the power of emotions to use her clone to influence her original body far away in hell.

However, Nightmare also made special insurance. As long as there is something wrong with this clone, the connection between it and the original body will be cut off immediately.

"Tsk, you cheapskate."

Xu Xianxian curled her lips and glanced at Nangong Wan, who was occupying the desk. She was a little puzzled as to why the devil liked to sleep on the desk. She then looked down at the teacup in her hand, which had nowhere to put it, and shook her head gently, leaving it on the windowsill.

This nightmare should not be the Nangong Wan that he knew.

He is so old, so stingy, bad and evil, and looks so seductive. He has a lot of shortcomings and no advantages. There is absolutely no similarity between the two.

This was the only way she could comfort herself.

"Devils don't like to do things for free. Everything is based on a deal, and it has to be a deal that satisfies me."

Nangong Wan shook her snow-white arms. She was originally wearing thin clothes, which seemed to barely cover her vital parts.

She is not stingy.

No, even if the devil is stingy, greedy, and miserly, that is still a noble virtue.

"Alright, Nangong Wan, let's make a deal." Xu Xianxian looked at him seriously, her crimson eyes devoid of any unnecessary emotion. "I need you... to help me hunt the Crimson Book."

Snap——

As soon as these words were spoken, Nightmare, who was lazily lying on the desk, felt as if a bolt from the blue exploded in his ears. He was stunned for a long time before he realized the deeper meaning of these words.

"Are you...are you crazy? Do you...know what you are...saying?"

After Nangong Wan came to her senses, she sat up from the desk and could not speak clearly. She just looked at the other person with an inexplicable look of horror.

She had lived for thousands of years, and this was the first time she had seen such a young legendary fairy. It was also the first time she had heard of a legendary creature daring to declare the hunt for the demon god.