Chapter 392 King Pear and Her Demonic Consort Luo
In an instant, the ground beneath Huali's feet solidified once more.
As a cool breeze caressed her face, she saw the legendary Holy City Demon Realm for the first time.
The "road" underfoot is not made of bluestone slabs, but of warm stone as smooth as jade.
Instead of traditional brick and tile buildings, the streets are lined with giant, glowing mushrooms and unnamed giant trees.
Several exquisite shops have sprung up under the canopy and shade of trees, including pavilions woven from gnarled vines and shops adorned with green leaves and exotic flowers.
Huali opened her eyes wide, as if she had entered a fairy tale kingdom.
What dazzled her most were the various forms of demons moving about.
In front of a cold noodle shop, a rather handsome young man was working hard.
Of his eight tentacles, two were kneading dough, two were chopping vegetables, two were mixing sauces, and the remaining two could even collect money and give change. His movements were so fast that Huali was amazed.
Next door, a bee demon with a human body and a bee head, and transparent wings, was hovering in front of the stall. Its stinger shone with golden light, and with a few quick "swishes" on the cooled stone slab, it drew a lifelike sugar dragon.
Seeing that Huali was looking at him, Bee Brother immediately buzzed: "What kind of design does the little fairy want? Bee Clan honey sugar painting, sweet but not cloying, with its own fragrance of a hundred flowers, customization is supported, and you can pick it up in ten breaths!"
Looking at the stinger on its big butt, Pear shook her head repeatedly, but Bee Bro was probably having a bad day and was still trying hard to call out to her.
Hua Li quickly pulled Luo Chuan a few steps away from Bee's "mental attack" range. While looking surprised, she whispered in his ear:
"Is this how you demons play? You, the demon king, are standing right next to me, and they're still so uninhibited?"
When she was working part-time, she would avoid her boss whenever she saw him. The customs of the demon race were truly awe-inspiring to her.
Luo Chuan watched the little girl's face light up with curiosity, his eyes practically overflowing with doting affection. His tone was indulgent and teasing:
"Oh? What? Little Pear thinks they should be trembling before me?"
Hua Li blinked, suddenly recalling how, back in Sunset City, when Wen Jin appeared, not a single mosquito within a ten-kilometer radius dared to hum. "At least he'd have some deterrent effect..."
She stroked her chin and looked Luo Chuan up and down. From his handsome face, which was still extremely aggressive even with a mask on, to the powerful aura around him, she asked in confusion, "But you're not pretending."
"I see," Luo Chuan raised an eyebrow, took Hua Li's hand in his, and led her to a small stall next to him that read "Heartwarming and stomach-warming eggs for sale."
Behind the stall was a large pile of soft hay, where a plump speckled hen demon, wearing a large blue polka-dot scarf, was squatting.
This perfect scene immediately reminded Huali of the children's book "Mother Hen and Her Egg Babies" from her childhood, and she breathed a small sigh of relief.
Fortunately, some members of the demon race don't play with abstract concepts.
Upon seeing Huali and her companion, the hen immediately called out, "Oh, little fairy and gentleman, you've come to buy eggs? Just a moment, we'll be right there!"
With that, it suddenly exerted its strength, and with a "plop," a warm, plump egg landed gracefully on the soft grass.
The hen immediately pushed forward with her wings and laughed, "Alright! Fresh and still warm!"
Karin: "......???"
No, is that right?
Her lips trembled: "Although...but...didn't you just download this?"
The hen demon chuckled, "I'm not your average hen. These are all formed from my spiritual energy, one of them is worth a hundred ordinary eggs." She puffed out her chest proudly, speaking with righteous indignation: "Homemade, perfectly nutritious!"
"Make it cheaper, I'll buy one." Before Huali could react, Luo Chuan had already started bargaining.
Upon hearing this, the hen demon looked at Luo Chuan beside her, sizing him up. Instead of being frightened, she sneered, "It won't be cheap. Don't even mention you, even if the Demon King came, it would still cost two high-grade spirit stones!"
Luo Chuan asked with interest, "Really?"
"If you can't afford it, don't ask. Get out of my way, you're blocking my business!"
Huali: "......" Has the folk customs of the demon realm become this fierce? They even dare to confront the demon king to his face.
Luckily, she wasn't the first to come to the demon race when she first arrived, otherwise... hiss.
Luo Chuan, however, seemed to have expected this. Instead of getting angry, he chuckled softly.
"Little Pear Blossom, can you see it clearly now?"
"Even if I wear this outfit, I don't have any special privileges."
Huali followed his gaze and swept it across the street behind them—
Good heavens!
I was so busy looking at the shop that I only just noticed that not far behind the two of them, a tall man wearing the same mask as Luo Chuan was being pulled around and haggled over by a little demon selling accessories.
Further away, another "demon king" stood with his sleeves tucked in, peering around in front of the barbecue stall.
Even in the teahouse diagonally opposite, there was a "demon king" leaning against the railing, gazing into the distance...
At first glance, there are at least four or five Luo Chuan wandering around this street, including the real Luo Chuan!
Huali immediately thought of the assembly line engineering of commercial photography nowadays.
Pear King stared in disbelief, "They...they're doing cosplay?"
Luo Chuan followed his gaze, his eyes showing no displeasure at being offended; instead, his smile deepened. "What? Only I am allowed to dress like this, but others can't?"
His tone was casual, yet it was filled with the inclusiveness and humor of someone in a true position of authority.
"The demon realm admires strength and also loves to play around. Perhaps they think my image is quite imposing... making it easier to buy on credit?"
At this point, Luo Chuan shrugged, "However, as it turns out, even the Demon King himself had to pay."
Huali laughed heartily at his words, and the gloom she had felt that night because of Li Yuan's words miraculously dissipated.
"Luochuan".
"Um?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you."
The Demon King reached out and lightly flicked her forehead. "You have to pay to call me Demon King."
"Pfft!" Huali burst out laughing this time.
Luo Chuan walked slowly through the crowd, holding his little girl's hand, his voice deep and possessing a unique magnetism.
"The bee demon you just saw is actually a half-demon, and the hen is also not yet fully formed. In the past, such minor demons would never dare to come out, but now there is no longer any distinction between races among demons. As long as I am here, this territory will continue to prosper, and no demon will have to worry about survival."
Huali paused, suddenly remembering the time when she transmigrated into Luochuan's body when he was young.
That ice cave is so cold.
The icy seeds produced by the snow lotus on the northern cliff are not tasty at all.
She was bullied by those purebloods every day, and her right eye was almost blinded, but she could only curl up tighter and tighter.
And this is simply because "she" is a half-demon.
Before Luo Chuan became king, the term "half-demon" was the most filthy and despicable mark in this world.
They are proof of the shame of both races, products of error, and despicable rats and ants rejected by both sides, who can be hunted, enslaved, and even tortured to death for pleasure.
But now, everything has changed because of one person.
Overthrowing a demon race that had been ruled by pure-blooded demons for millennia, pulling half-demons out of the mire, and granting them equal status and dignity...
What kind of swift and decisive measures are needed for this process?
What kind of power is needed to break down deep-rooted prejudices and backlash?
What kind of willpower does it take to walk this lonely and bloody road to where we are today?
But... despite knowing each other for so long, Luo Chuan has never said a word to her.
Huali looked at the demon king beside her, who was lounging around like a boneless idiot, leaning against her, and listened to his lazy complaints:
"Alas, in the end it's because my charm is too overwhelming, too handsome." His fluffy eighth tail quietly wrapped around Karin's wrist. "So little Karin, you must treat me well and not abandon your husband and 'children'."
Huali stared intently at Luo Chuan. His extreme strength and gentleness were like the strongest liquor, unexpectedly pouring into her heart and lungs, burning her chest.
"Luochuan".
"Have I ever told you that you are really amazing?"
The Demon King raised an eyebrow, a familiar smile playing on his lips: "What, is it only now that Little Pear Blossom has been captivated by my charm?"
"Yes," Huali readily admitted, "I'm not only impressed, but also very proud."
Luo Chuan's playful expression faltered slightly, and a hint of genuine astonishment flashed in his eyes.
In the instant he was stunned, Karin moved.
She stood on tiptoe, one hand still entangled in his tail, while the other hand quickly hooked around his neck and pulled him down forcefully!
Cool, soft lips pressed precisely onto his slightly parted lips, which were agape in surprise.
Luo Chuan's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly, his hand around her waist tightened instantly, and he looked down at Hua Li.
His little girl's cheeks were as red as the sunset, even the tips of her ears were tinged with rosy hues. But her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, stubbornly meeting his deep gaze.
"Whoosh—" A cry rang out from somewhere, and then the surrounding area was ignited. The passion and straightforward expression of emotions inherent in the demon race were on full display at this moment.
"Oh my gosh! This little fairy is hot! I love her!" The hen demon flapped her wings and excitedly laid another egg.
The octopus-like handsome guy chimed in, "If you don't kiss him back, buddy, are you impotent?!"
"Wow, they kissed back! Young people are so energetic!"
Good-natured laughter, along with all sorts of strange noises, suddenly broke out. Karin, who was being "publicly executed" because she had been bewitched by the fox spirit, immediately turned bright red!
Luo Chuan let out a joyful laugh, hugged his little girl tightly, and called out:
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen 'The domineering king forces love, the little fox is not here...' Hiss."
Huali reached out and pinched his tail, whispering in despair, "Quiet, don't talk!"
*
Having just lost face, Huali changed her initial restraint and, with a "what's the use" attitude, began to experience various "firsts".
First came the centipede demon's "all-round bone-loosening massage," then the electric eel's "numbing tavern," and finally, they were even tricked into buying Brother Bee's butt needle sugar figurine.
Hua Li handed it to Luo Chuan: "You eat it."
Luo Chuan raised an eyebrow, took a bite as instructed, and just as Hua Li was about to speak, he bent down and fed the food into her mouth.
Huali: "!!!"
To be honest, it's actually quite delicious.
As dawn broke, the purple-pink aurora on the horizon merged with the lights of the demon realm. Hua Li yawned, and Luo Chuan looked down at her. "Tired?"
Before she could answer, he tightened his grip on her arm slightly.
After the surrounding space rippled like water, the two had returned to the Demon King's palace and stood on the terrace overlooking the entire territory.
The myriad lights of the demon realm and the purple-pink aurora that stretches across the sky intertwine to form a vast sea of stars, silently spreading out beneath their feet.
Huali exclaimed, "Wow! It's so beautiful!"
Luo Chuan stood beside her, smiling as they quietly surveyed the land that belonged to him.
Just as something flashed by on the river under the starlight, and just as Kaori was about to point, a slightly stronger evening breeze swept across the terrace.
The wind came suddenly, whipping up Huali's hair that was hanging over her shoulders and wrapping it precisely around the hairpin Luochuan used to tie her hair.
The threads intertwined and tangled, forming an unexpected knot.
Luo Chuan turned his head slightly because of this sudden connection. He lowered his eyes and his gaze first fell on the intertwined hair of the two people.
Immediately, his gaze involuntarily slid down her soft, dark hair, passing over the little girl's earlobes that gleamed like pearls.
The final image focuses on the small patch of fair and delicate skin on her neck that was revealed as she slightly turned her head.
The lines there are beautiful and delicate, as if a gentle touch would leave a mark. In the hazy glow, they exude a silent allure.
The Demon King's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Huali was about to turn around when Luo Chuan gently stopped her, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "Don't move, the more you move, the tighter you'll get entangled."
He raised his hand, his fingertips carefully slipping into her hair.
The movements were very light, but the slow pace seemed to deliberately prolong this intimate torment.
The demon king's icy fingertips occasionally and inevitably brushed against the skin behind Huali's ear, causing Huali to shift uncomfortably.
All around was quiet, with only their clear breathing and heartbeats remaining.
Meanwhile, Luo Chuan's eyes grew increasingly dark during this process.
He no longer looked at the tangled strands of hair, but his gaze became almost tangible.
My gaze lingered on her slightly trembling side eyelashes.
And she pursed her rosy lips.
And that patch of his neck that he couldn't look away from.
Deep within the Demon King's eyes was a turbulent undercurrent, yet forcibly suppressed.
It is the deep, possessive desire of a hunter after locking onto its prey.
He remained patient as he untied his hair, but the invisible pressure emanating from him made Huali increasingly uncomfortable.
The silent torment lasted for an unknown amount of time until, with a deft flick of Luo Chuan's fingers, the tangled strands of hair were finally untangled.
Huali finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at him, "What...?"
However, in the instant she turned around—
The predator, who had been waiting patiently, lost its last bit of patience.
Luo Chuan suddenly leaned down, firmly holding Hua Li's nape with one hand and gripping the railing tightly with the other, pulling her close in his arms while pressing down with a burning kiss!
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