Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Iron Teeth and Copper Teeth
His wife patted him on the shoulder, with a worried look on her face, but she still said, "Without destruction, there is no construction. If we continue as before, we will definitely lose to Wangyue Tower. Why not make some changes? Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope."
The snack shop owner sighed and said nothing more.
After eating and drinking, Prince Jiecheng and his companions came out and laughed as soon as they saw the sign of the store.
"Very good, this sign is very good, owner, you will definitely turn bad times into good times."
The owner of the snack shop just thought he was complimenting her and said, "Thanks for your good words."
The prince of Jiecheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I am willing to transfer the jade token. If you are interested, just make an offer."
Before the snack shop owner could say anything, his wife immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Thank you, my Lord. However, we are not selling this jade token for the time being. If you want to see it, you are always welcome to visit our shop."
The Prince of Jiecheng did not insist, just nodded and left with his group.
The snack shop owner sighed and said, "Perhaps it would be best to sell the jade token to the prince."
His wife patted him on the shoulder and said, "You have worked hard to run this store for decades. How can spiritual stones compare to it? This is the only solution we have now. I just hope it will be of some use."
The shop owner sighed: "I hope so..."
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After all the fans had left, the banquet hall finally became deserted. Sang Ling stared at the stage for a long time before turning around and going back into the hall.
She raised her head slightly and suddenly caught a glimpse of a court lady in an ink-colored skirt in the pavilion. She looked over here and then turned away angrily.
It is Zuoqiu language.
Zuo Qiuyu did not attend the Jiaotai Banquet this time. The reason was that she came to the Jiaotai Banquet last time with the intention of outshining Sang Ling, but ended up suffering for herself. She certainly would not attend the Jiaotai Banquet with Sang Ling again.
However, as it stands now, Zuo Qiuyu still watched her entire performance at the Jiaotai Banquet in the pavilion.
Of course, it might be more than just a performance. She also saw the questioning of the Mad Dragon Master and the frenzy of the guests in the audience.
I don't know why she is so concerned.
Although Sang Ling tried to persuade them, there were still too many spirit stones donated by fans, so many that it was impossible to count them all at once. Gou Qiu happily went to count them himself.
As Sang Ling walked towards the courtesan's villa, she took out the jade channel and infused it with spiritual power, but no matter how hard she tried, it just wouldn't open.
She tried for a long time and then gave up. It was because Fu Ying didn't answer her video call. It was not her fault. She took the initiative to call him and asked to meet him, and she called for a long time.
Sang Ling raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but smile. She put the jade tube away again.
At the moment of putting it away, her figure suddenly disappeared in Chunming Pavilion.
The courtiers who were looking at her with admiration on their faces were so frightened that their hearts and gallbladders broke, and they shouted in dismay, "Mom! Gou Qiu's mother, Sang has been kidnapped!"
No one would disappear out of thin air, so someone must have deliberately taken them away.
Gou Qiu, who was counting spirit stones, was panicked and rushed over immediately. She followed Chao Ren's finger to confirm the place where Sang Ling disappeared. As soon as she approached, her expression froze.
At this time, Kuang Yanhu and Yanyan also rushed over. Seeing Gou Qiu's expression, their hearts tightened and they immediately asked:
"Mom, can you find out who kidnapped Sang?"
As soon as Gou Qiu approached, she knew who took Sang Ling away. Her expression was complicated, but she did not show any panic.
"Don't gather here, Sang Wu Shi doesn't need to worry."
The people in the Chao Dynasty had 100% trust in Gou Qiu. Although they were puzzled by such an answer, they still went about their business. Today's Jiaotai Banquet brought a huge influx of people, so they were naturally very busy and had no time to stay here.
The people who had gathered walked away, but Kuang Yan and Hu Yanyan did not leave. Gou Qiu was indeed relieved, but his expression did not seem as if nothing had happened.
"Mom, who kidnapped Sang?"
Gou Qiu knew that they must know the answer, so she had to tell them. She glanced at the place where Sang Ling disappeared, and said with a trace of fear:
"Sang's fan."
Hu Yanyan frowned in confusion: "Pink head?"
At first, Kuang Yan, Hu and Yanyan really had no idea who it was, but they also watched Sang Ling’s banquet today and quickly reacted.
Hu Yanyan covered her mouth and stepped back: "Demon... Lord Demon!"
Kuang Yan's expression also changed, but she quickly reacted, "Master Demon likes Sang, so he shouldn't do anything to Sang."
Gou Qiu smiled and nodded: "Of course, you go and welcome the guests first, Sang will be back soon."
After getting Gou Qiu's confirmation, Kuang Yanhu Yanyan did not ask any further questions, and the two left together.
Only after they walked away did Gou Qiu let out a long breath and immediately walked towards Moshengze without stopping.
Even if others didn't know, she knew that the Demon Lord was a fan leader. This was a lie made up by Sang Ling.
This lie about Sang Ling was indeed very credible, so much so that everyone believed it. But believing it is the most fatal thing!
Can the Demon Lord tolerate such rumors? Although killing Sang Ling is unlikely, torturing Sang Ling would not be too easy for the Demon Lord.
Soon, Gou Qiu arrived at Moshengze. She took a deep breath and walked in to build up her courage.
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When Sang Ling opened her eyes again, what she saw was the ceiling in Fu Ying's room. It was extremely beautiful with carved beams and painted rafters. And she was lying on the floor at the moment. Fu Ying knocked her out and brought her to this Demonic Lake, and then just threw her on the floor like that?
Sang Ling turned her head again, and her eyes reflected the figure in front of her.
Fu Yan sat on a huge chair and looked at her with his hand. When he saw her wake up, he smiled with a bit of teasing, not a good expression.
But this was not what Sang Ling was concerned about. Fu Ying asked someone to bring a chair for her to sit on, and just let her lie on the floor?
Sang Ling supported herself with her hands and sat up, then smiled and said, "Master Demon, are you going to let your idol lie there like this? You are too unworthy of being a fan."
Of course she knew that Fu Wei abducted her because she spread rumors at the Jiaotai Banquet today that he was his main fan. Mo Shengze was next to him at the Jiaotai Banquet, and she was just getting close to him and doing something stupid.
Fu Yan narrowed her eyes, opened her lips and uttered two words slowly: "Powder head..."
Sang Ling stood up and looked at him sideways: "If you don't know, Master Demon, let me explain it to you again. Fan heads are the ones who like me the most among all the people who like me."
Fu Yan laughed, and slowly bent his head in laughter. He raised his eyes, with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Does this master like you?"
Sang Ling slowly turned around while holding her elaborate and gorgeous red dress: "Isn't that a good enough reason?"
Fu Yan leaned back in his chair and stared at her with half-closed eyes.
"There is nothing in this world that pleases me."
Sang Ling seemed to have expected this answer, and she threw the can directly, "Master Demon Lord can also come out to deny this rumor. At worst, I can say that I am too narcissistic and misunderstood Master Demon Lord."
Fu Wei smiled coldly and did not answer.
Sang Ling no longer had the heart to joke with him and her expression turned serious.
"If Lord Demon didn't deliberately spread the news that I refused to meet you, I wouldn't have to spread rumors to protect myself. You are Lord Demon, and there are many people fighting for you, but I am alone and weak."
"Even if I try so hard, I can only extend my life for two more years. It won't be until the time when you want to play with me, Lord Demon."
She was Fu Yan's prey, from the very beginning.
His Ten Directions Mantra was like a bridle, holding her tightly and not letting her escape.
The two Jiaotai Banquets only lasted for more than two years. He was eager to trip her up because he was afraid that she would get out of control.
Fu Wei stared at her without saying a word, and then curled his lips slightly, "You seem to think too highly of yourself. You are not worth my efforts."
Sang Ling also looked at him without saying a word.
Fu Yan stood up from the chair, pinched Sang Ling's chin, rubbed it and lifted it up, and his emotionless eyes met Sang Ling's eyes.
"It's a deathly end. I don't care how fast or slow it is."
Sang Ling's eyes turned dejected and cold. She reached out and held Fu Yan's hand tightly, then bit his palm, wishing she could bite out all the emotions she had accumulated during this period.
She bit hard, but all she heard was Fu Wei's pleasant chuckle from above her head.
Sang Ling raised her eyes and saw that Fu Yan's face was lighter than ever before, and there was some sincerity in his smile.
"I forgot to tell you, I feel no pain or feeling."
Sang Ling relaxed, her teeth were sore from biting her teeth, and when she looked at Fu Ying's mouth again, there was no trace of injury at all.
She looked gloomy and for the first time she felt a little weak.
But she was not acting rashly. She had calculated that Fu Yan would not kill her immediately, and she would accept other punishments. However, she felt very uncomfortable with the anger in her heart, so she threw the jar into the air and said directly to Fu Yan:
"I am worried about the safety of the Demon Lord. This is to test your reaction ability. The test is over. Demon Lord, your reaction ability is not good. You still need to practice more."
No matter whether Fu Yan believed it or not, she did it anyway.
A faint smile escaped from Fu Yan's lips. He looked at Sang Ling with interest. He clamped her jaw again and watched her rosy lips open and close, with her pearly teeth hidden in between, barely visible.
He rolled his thumb over Sang Ling's lips, feeling their softness and warmth.
He was wrong, but he was not completely insensitive.
When Sang Ling bit him, he suddenly felt a slight tingling sensation after a long period of numbness, from the base of his thumb to the palm of his hand.
The corners of his lips widened, he lowered his head and looked straight at Sang Ling, and said happily: "Bite it again."
Sang Ling was stunned on the spot, and cursed fiercely in his heart, "Psycho!"
She slapped Fu Yan's hand away and said expressionlessly, "I'm tired of biting. I won't bite anymore."
Fu Yan actually looked a little disappointed. Sang Ling tilted his head and cursed softly again, "You pervert!" '
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Master Demon, Gou Qiu, the manager of Chunming Pavilion, is here to see you."
It was Gou Qiu's voice. Sang Ling immediately guessed that she was probably kidnapped. Gou Qiu guessed that it was Fu Yan who did it, but what she didn't expect was that Gou Qiu actually dared to go directly to the Demon Lord to look for her.
Fu Yan waved his hand and the door burst open.
Outside the door, Gou Qiu was kneeling there respectfully, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Seeing Fu Yan, Gou Qiu immediately pleaded for Sang Ling: "Master Demon, Sang Ling was really forced by the current situation. It was not intentional to spread rumors about you. Please don't bear grudges..."
"Take her back."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Wei interrupted her.
Gou Qiu looked up in surprise, only to see that the usually dignified and cold Lord Demon actually had a smile on his face. He curled his lips and said slowly:
"The people under you are really sharp-tongued."
Sharp-tongued in every sense of the word.
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