Chapter 236: Not a Fall from the Sky

The two found a quiet place and stopped.

Just enough to see other people, but not so close that people can hear their conversation.

Nan Xiao raised her head slightly, looking at him with clear eyes: "That's all, I also have something to ask you."

Not to mention, looking at him up close like this, Mingcheng's facial features seemed meticulously carved, his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, his nose was high, his thin lips were slightly raised, his lines were impeccable, and the whole person looked even more handsome, truly a natural-born demon.

I don’t know how many girls will be delayed in the future.

Mingcheng was about to say something, but when he saw Nan Xiao's wandering eyes, he knew that she must be imagining something again.

Just as he was about to take action, the latter dodged.

Nan Xiao proudly stretched out a finger and shook it: "You want to plot against me? No way."

Mingcheng: “…”

It turns out that my previous steadiness was all an illusion. Just like before, I am not doing anything serious.

He silently withdrew his hand and snorted: "You ask first?"

"A few years ago, the Demon Lord brought back a female disciple from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Did you know?" Nan Xiao stared at him, afraid of missing every subtle expression on his face. "I want to know if she's dead or alive?"

After all, Shen Chaochao is a hidden danger, and she won't feel at ease until she finds out her details.

Mingcheng frowned and didn't answer directly: "That's true, but why are you asking this?"

"Can't tell?"

"Not really," Ming Cheng said slowly, seeing that she was a little unhappy, "He's not dead, but he's not alive either."

“???”

Now Nan Xiao was confused. Could it be that there were also such things as vegetative states in the world of cultivation? No one should have damaged her brain at that time.

Mingcheng saw her confusion and explained, "Let me put it this way. Her body still has life, but her soul has dissipated."

"When my brother brought her back, she was already on the verge of death. To save her life, my brother spent a lot of rare treasures, barely keeping her alive. Although her cultivation was completely destroyed and she was hit by a sword, these injuries were not fatal." He paused slightly, his expression a little solemn. "The strange thing is, although her external injuries have healed, she has remained comatose. My brother asked many people to check on her, and they discovered that her soul had disappeared at some point."

“Without a soul, a person cannot wake up naturally.”

"Today, her body still lies on the ice bed in the underground palace."

Nan Xiao crossed his arms and thought.

Could it be that this evil God saw that his precious daughter was disabled and gave her a new body?

This is what is written in novels.

From a young girl, everyone's favorite, to a vicious female supporting character, she was abandoned by everyone. She was reborn and came back to become the revenge heroine? ? ? And then everyone chased her to the crematorium?

In just a short while, Nan Xiao had already created a novel in his mind.

She quickly shook her head. That wouldn't work. If the soul was gone, why would the body still be there? Of course, it should be buried.

"Do me a favor?"

Mingcheng's body shuddered, like a cat with its fur standing on end, and he had a stress response.

"What do you want to do now?"

The last time she said this, she asked him to come to the forbidden area.

Nan Xiao had an innocent smile on his face and made a gesture of slashing with a knife.

The voice was soft and sweet with a hint of bewitching: "Since the soul is gone, there is no point in keeping the body. Kill her and scatter the ashes."

Mingcheng: “…”

Women have the most vicious hearts.

They are all living dead, but they are not let off.

Nan Xiao wanted to do it herself, but according to her current level of cultivation, it would be difficult to enter the demon clan's underground palace.

It would be best if Mingcheng could help, but there is nothing we can do if he doesn’t.

"I can't help you with this. The underground palace is guarded by my brother's personal guards. No one can get close to it except him." Mingcheng flatly rejected her request.

"Okay." Nan Xiao was not too disappointed and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

Mingcheng looked into the distance, his tone becoming more serious: "You should have heard about the catastrophe as well."

Nan Xiao's expression instantly became serious and he nodded.

Mingcheng turned around and stared into her eyes, saying word by word, "It wasn't sent from heaven."

Nan Xiao was a little confused by his incoherent words.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

Is it literal, or is there something else going on? Judging from his expression, he probably knows a lot.

"cannot."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Mingcheng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Maybe I'm just too sympathetic. I hope you're alive."

“·······”

Lu Huai's eyes were fixed on the two figures in the distance, his thin lips tightly pursed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Su Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, put his arm on his shoulders, and whispered in his ear with deep curiosity, "When did you start thinking about this?"

Lu Huai withdrew his gaze and said innocently, "Fourth Senior Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Su Xun: “…”

This brat is just teasing him.

…

With Mingcheng around, these demon guards did not make things difficult for Nan Xiao and the others.

Several people said a simple goodbye to Mingcheng.

Before leaving, Mingcheng said to them, "You are not welcome in the Demon Realm. Don't come next time."

After watching the few people walk away, Mingcheng brought the magic guards back to the Demon Palace.

He cupped his hands and said, "Brother."

Mingye's hands were on the table, tapping occasionally. He had a faint smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Instead, it revealed a chilling coldness.

"You let that person go?"

Mingcheng's body was slightly tense, and he lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Brother, I will find the Demon Heart Pearl. Please rest assured."

"Don't worry?" Ming Ye sneered, and slowly walked from the high seat to Ming Cheng's front. He lifted his chin with his hand, then pinched his neck fiercely and said violently: "You could have used the lives of those close disciples to get the Devil Heart Pearl back without any sacrifice, but you let them go."

He sneered, "I never thought that there would be someone so loyal and righteous among our demon clan."

Mingcheng's face turned purple-red, he didn't struggle, he didn't make any excuses.

Only when he was truly dying did Mingye throw him to the ground like a rag.

He said in a cold voice, "I have already assigned someone else to handle the affairs of Anyang City. You will go to the dungeon and receive a hundred whippings a day. Reflect on your mistakes! When you understand your mistakes, you can come out again. If you still refuse to repent, don't blame me for not thinking of our brotherhood. When the time comes, this dungeon will be your burial place!"

After saying that, Mingye flicked his sleeves and left, leaving Mingcheng, who was breathing weakly, lying on the cold ground.

When Heiwu and Heishisan saw the Demon Lord walking away, they hurried to Mingcheng and helped him up.

"Young Master, why are you doing this?"

Mingcheng asked, "Who was replaced?"

Hei Shisan replied, "Demon General Xiong Lin."

"I understand. You can go back now."

Mingcheng pushed their hands away, slowly stood up, and walked slowly towards the dungeon.

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