Chapter 215 Several Undercover Agents

Fei Ling hugged his three pots of uniquely ugly steamed buns, whimpering like a weeping trumpet flower.

They even turned around and blamed the Northern Emperor Zunjing for being good at boasting and talking big.

The Northern Emperor was immediately displeased. He pursed his lips, rolled up his sleeves at the other end, started a fire, and began kneading dough.

Fei Ling looked at the three trays of small buns, each with a different flavor and each one meticulously shaped and almost identical.

Looking at the lumps of unidentified objects in front of her, she burst into tears, crying in a very dramatic and unrestrained manner.

He nestled on her shoulder, trembling with grievance, and then turned the tables, saying that his brother was clearly bullying him and deliberately making him lose face in front of their wives.

He wouldn't let it go, demanding that she stand up for him.

Jiang Xianwan was itching all over and kept picking at his ears. Without saying a word, he stuffed his three pots of sticky, mushy, and unrecognizable buns into his mustard seed bag.

Then……

Finally unable to bear his incessant whining and unreasonable behavior, and under the expectant gaze in Di Yin's eyes, she grabbed Fei Ling and gave him a good beating.

He's incompetent himself, yet he blames others for being capable?

It has to be said.

That felt great.

Feeling completely comfortable.

Di Yin's expression at the time... seemed quite pleased and comfortable.

Her reddened ear tips and slightly pursed lips couldn't hide the subtle curve of her lips.

Youming: "..." Is that so?

Ni Chang refused to believe it and spread her hands, eager to try.

"Any more? Give me a few more, sister, I'll go try again!"

Jiang Xianwan, disregarding his remaining conscience, treated Ni Chang like a hot potato, and before she could fully open her hand, generously shoved a cage of biological weapons into her hands.

"Give!"

Ten seconds later, Ni Chang screamed in agony as she fled for her life, clutching her swollen buttocks.

"That's outrageous! They actually accused me of throwing poop into the river!"

Jiang Xianwan: "..." See?

She didn't even dare to say it was poop, so how did Fei Ling have the nerve to ask her to stand up for him?

Youming slapped his thigh and laughed, "Hahaha! Luckily I'm smart!"

The three chattering creatures crossed the River of Long Sleep, traveled a thousand miles, and soon arrived at the boundary of the realm.

The Black Forest is characterized by its high mountains and dense forests, forming a natural protective barrier, further enhanced by a powerful array.

A strong wind blew, and all the trees bent over, just like a hurricane rolling in the sea, with waves surging and roaring. In an instant, the sound of thunder could not be heard.

Getting in is practically impossible...

"Heavens?" Youming stared at Jiang Xianwan's half-submerged hand in the barrier, completely stunned. "How were you able to get in?"

He is now completely obedient to his Demon Queen. In just three days, he has become her body and soul, and they are now inseparable friends.

Ni Chang looked stunned, wrapped her arms around Jiang Xianwan's neck, and whispered in a low voice.

"No, are you from the Southern Territory or the Realm?"

Could she be an undercover agent?

Whose mole is he?

Whose undercover agent are you infiltrating?

How many undercover agents were there?

In this realm, the three races of humans, demons, and monsters stand in a tripartite balance.

The way to distinguish whether someone belongs to one's own territory from those of other territories is entirely based on the territories' specially made identity tokens, or territories tokens for short.

The boundary marker is also a communication tool, containing the holder's personal information, as well as a wisp of essence blood and divine consciousness, which can be incorporated into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if someone with ulterior motives manages to seize the boundary marker, it will be completely useless. Not only will their aura be locked by the formation on the boundary marker, but they will also be subjected to a frenzied pursuit throughout the entire realm, a relentless chase until death.

Even if Jiang Xianwan is a disciple of the Realm and has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, he shouldn't be able to easily pass through the terrifying barrier set up by the legendary Realm Emperor with just a flick of his finger.

She didn't put this on!

Jiang Xianwan was also surprised. She had been looking at the golden barrier, but then she couldn't resist touching it.

Unexpectedly, they went straight into someone's house.

She thought for a moment, then said seriously, "It's probably because I'm too good-looking!"

"Tch." Youming and Nishang rolled their eyes at her together. "I think you're really overthinking it."

The demon sticker on Jiang Xianwan's face has made her face look plain and unremarkable.

The two demons were more concerned than anything else; they weren't bothered by why she wasn't bound by the Black Forest barrier at all, and were actually quite happy.

"What a lousy barrier! It's nothing special. With a barrier like this, we could just grab the Demon Tablet and plant it in the Black Forest!"

"What are you planting? What if we can't get in?"

Jiang Xianwan: "Me, pulling you along?"

Jiang Xianwan pulled Ni Chang along, and Ni Chang pulled You Ming along.

She could easily pass through the barrier, but when she pulled on the spot where her two hands were joined, she couldn't move forward even an inch.

I had no choice but to quit.

This time, Jiang Xianwan was in the middle, and as a result, Youming and Nishang couldn't get in even if they were sideways.

Youming was very intelligent and quickly discovered the problem.

"Could it be that we're using the wrong posture?"

Ni Chang: "You mean, up and down?"

Jiang Xianwan decided not to comment.

The two demons squatted on the ground and discussed for a long time, while Youming was so frightened that he kept waving his hands.

"No way! She's riding me now. With Huang Xiao's petty jealousy, she'll definitely skin me alive and twist my head off to kick around like a ball!"

Ni Chang chuckled at his idiocy, "Why don't you transform into your original form and let her ride you?"

Youming chuckled and retorted, "Then what are you going to do? You can't exactly ride her, can you?"

"Do you believe the Emperor will skin you alive, twist your head off, and use it as a football?!"

Ni Chang shrank back in fright, "Then what do you suggest we do!"

Jiang Xianwan couldn't listen anymore, "Is there any possibility that I could put Youming in my pocket and then ride you?"

This sentence immediately silenced the two demons.

Without uttering a word, Youming's tall and strong figure suddenly shrank.

Like a thin black snake, it coiled around Jiang Xianwan's wrist, never touching her skin.

Jiang Xianwan took Youming to try it out, and surprisingly, it actually worked.

Ni Chang, however, seemed to have something to say but hesitated.

Both the human and the demon cast questioning glances at her.

The latter twisted her slender waist coyly, her eyelids twitching wildly, and said in a coquettish voice, "This is the first time I've let a woman ride me, so you have to treat me well from now on."

Youming: "..." Has she had enough of living? Daring to steal the emperor's wife?

Jiang Xianwan: "..." If that's the case, then maybe we should just forget about it.

Ni Chang was ready, knees bent, fists clenched, arms outstretched. "Ha! Come on! My dear sister! I'm ready to offer you my sexy, hot, and alluring body!"

Jiang Xianwan: "..." Thank you, but I'll decline.

Unable to resist Ni Chang's urging and enthusiastic gaze... Jiang Xianwan finally rode on Ni Chang's back.

Surprisingly, this trick worked, and they actually got in.

Wandering through the dense forest where even sunlight cannot penetrate, the thick canopy of trees is like a dome carved from thousands of emeralds, completely sealing off the sky.

Jiang Xianwan parted a huge fern leaf and seriously considered why he was able to pass through the barrier of the Black Forest.

A flash of inspiration struck her, and her fair fingertips twitched as she began rummaging through the mustard seed pouch.

Youming, chewing on a blade of grass he'd casually plucked, curiously leaned closer. "Looking for what?"

"this."

Jiang Xianwan finally found the broken and tattered tombstone that the old beggar had given him in some hidden corner.