Shen Wuyou was stunned for a long time after being shocked. Finally, when he felt the warm breath gradually coming around his body, he looked up in a daze and reached out towards the light.
Finally, after her disdainful efforts, she saw clearly where she was.
The Demon Lord's chest? !
No, what's going on?
Why did he just take the person away without saying a word?
It was hidden so tightly that I almost couldn't breathe...
Shen Wuyou struggled to stick his head out and look at the scenery outside.
After all, the reason she instigated the Demon Lord to bring her out was not just to collect some plant seeds.
More importantly, she had to figure out the location here, find the right route, and then escape.
He was locked up in that deserted and barren place all day and all night, with no one to ask for directions and no useful clues to find.
In addition, the place is dead silent, dull and lifeless, which makes it easy for people to lose confidence and give up on themselves.
In short, continuing to stay there is a great drain and destruction on the mind and body.
She had just poked her little head out, and before she could see what was happening outside, she was suddenly and emotionlessly pushed back in by a big hand.
So, she was stuffed into the secret bag inside his black robe again. Not to mention the route, she couldn't even see a ray of sunlight now!
Of course this won’t work!
So she thought for a moment, and the next second she spoke weakly to resist:
"My Lord, I am suffocating..."
The voice was weak and muffled, and even the strength in the fingers pushing against him was so weak that it could be ignored.
Seeing this, Bhagavan paused for a few seconds and then actually withdrew his hand and lifted her up.
Shen Wuyou, who finally saw the light and could breathe fresh air, was about to reach out and grab the collar of the Demon Lord to climb up, but suddenly he saw that his white and smooth arms like lotus satin had turned into bright red slender vines at some point.
The two blood-red vines with slightly curled tips were moving quietly upwards, but just as they were about to grab the collar, they suddenly stopped.
Shen Wuyou widened his eyes in shock and said in amazement:
"Why did you want to beat me back to my original form, sir?"
Could it be that the truth of the rumor has finally been confirmed?
Found a trick to devour her flesh and blood without being poisoned to death?
So that's why he transformed himself into a plant, preparing to eat it raw or make elixirs?!
The more I think about it, the more terrified I become.
Shen Wuyu's weak and pitiful heart was suddenly lifted up, and it beat faster and faster in the other party's silent atmosphere, almost jumping out of his throat!
What should I do? Is there any chance of success if I try to escape now while he is not paying attention?
Oh my God! Do you think I still have a chance?
Just as she was wailing in her heart, a steady voice suddenly came to her ears. The voice was mellow and low, like the sound of nature, and immediately soothed her pounding heart:
"So, safe."
What?
Safety?
Shen Wuyou stared up at him blankly with his big round eyes, but he could only vaguely see the outline of his chin, with some scraggly stubble on it. He was indeed unkempt...
Well, that’s off topic.
Could it be that this was to protect himself? That's why he hid himself from being discovered?
It seems very possible. After all, even the Ghost King who saw through her true form would not give up so easily. He is probably waiting in some corner, ready to make a move.
Therefore, even if his demonic seal and demonic aura have been hidden, he cannot appear in public.
I see...
Shen Wuyou instantly thought of a perfect reason, and immediately stopped resisting and stayed obediently in the pouch inside his outer robe, only extending two bright red and tender tentacles to sense the direction.
The cold wind is whistling and the north wind is howling.
They should be flying towards the south at an extremely fast speed. The wind was as sharp as a knife, making Shen Wuyou's two exposed tentacles at a loss. In desperation, she could only cling to the man's neck like a dodder.
After flying in the air for about an incense stick's time, Shen Wuyou felt that the Demon Lord's speed slowed down and landed on the ground. Then she felt that the space turned. When she stretched out her tentacles again, she had already arrived at the bustling market.
The wind has stopped and the warm breeze is refreshing.
She tentatively climbed up again until a bright red petal appeared on the Demon Lord's dark collar. Only then did the Demon Lord lower his eyes and glance at her.
The look in his eyes was cold and indifferent, calm and still, like a pool of stagnant water that couldn't cause even a single ripple.
But for some reason, Shen Wuyou read a hint of different emotion from it. Before she could figure out this emotion, she suddenly heard a very light sigh, which was so vague that she couldn't confirm it for a moment.
Shen Wuyou, who was trying hard to observe the surrounding scenery, suddenly felt his body lighten.
The familiar feeling of being lifted up by the back of the neck made her want to roll her eyes and silently watch her body hanging in the air.
But you don’t know until you see it, you’ll be shocked!
As she looked at it in astonishment, she realized that her body had turned into a furry orange-red color without her noticing. Between her legs, which had given up struggling and drooped powerlessly, was a huge orange-red fox tail!
"Hmm!"
She couldn't help but scream, and ended up being even more stunned and confused.
What is that sound?
“Oh my!”
She screamed again tentatively, but ended up being petrified on the spot, looking like a wooden chicken, as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue.
After a while, she slowly twisted her neck, her big dark eyes looking back at the expressionless Bhagavan blankly and aggrievedly, wanting to cry but unable to:
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