Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Cangwu Immortal Mansion
Judging from Sang Ling's current appearance, one can recognize her immediately once arriving at Cangwu Immortal Palace.
At that time, the demon world will immediately know that the Sang they admire is the eldest sister of the Cangwu Immortal Mansion whom they hate the most; the immortal world will also know that their former hero Bai Yueguang has gone to the demon world they hate the most.
It is hard to say whether we can get out of the fairyland on this trip.
Even if she escaped from the fairy world and returned to the demon world, what kind of situation would Sang Ling face?
For the first time, Gou Qiu questioned the Demon Lord's decision.
Sang Ling remained calm and just looked at Fu Yan.
She was gambling that Fu Yin didn't want to let her fall to the bottom now. From a hunter's perspective, if the prey was in good spirits at the moment but fell into a tiny trap, then what was the point of this game.
He bowed his head, as if he could see through all her thoughts, and then curled his lips.
"It doesn't matter. At worst, there is still the heart-protecting scale."
Sang Ling glared at him, pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Fu Ying became interested and continued:
"I almost forgot that Lord Demon taught me a special technique to change my appearance. Fairy..." He paused, then slowly said, "Lord Demon really cares about you."
Sang Ling opened her lips slightly, and finally became speechless and laughed.
Fu Wei really loves role-playing and is really into it.
Gou Qiu, who was standing by, heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing the news and responded with a smile, "That's true, that's true."
Sang Ling gently turned her eyes away and did not participate in Fu Yan's role-playing in the next scene.
The matter was resolved, Gou Qiu was extremely happy, and kept praising Fu Yan who was role-playing.
"You are really young and promising. You are so young and yet you are valued by the Demon Lord. You are entrusted with the mission of escorting such an important matter as the Three Realms Peace Conference. I believe that it won't take long for you to be promoted to Demon General."
"I have never seen you in the Demon Realm. I never thought there would be someone as powerful as you in the Demon Realm. You are so handsome and outstanding..."
Amid Gou Qiu's endless praise, Fu Yan smoothed his slightly wrinkled brows, put his hand gently around Sang Ling, and walked into the boat.
He only said, "When performing magic, no one can disturb you."
Gou Qiu stopped praising and responded immediately.
As soon as he entered a room in the boat, Sang Ling took a step forward and immediately got away from Fu Yan's surroundings.
Fu Yan's hand was still half raised, and then he smiled slightly.
Sang Ling sat upright on the chair, and Yan Jianyi said in shock: "Magic."
Fu Wei looked at her and just smiled without saying anything. Then he wiped his hand, and Sang Ling's facial features became slightly different. When put together, they turned into another face, which was somewhat similar to her original appearance, but people would never think it was the same person.
Sang Ling raised the mirror and was somewhat surprised by Fu Wei's magic.
She stood up and was about to go out.
Then an arm wrapped around her and gently brought her back.
Sang Ling was forced to take two steps back. Fu Ying slightly bent his long arms and placed his fingertips lightly on her neck. A chill spread from that point, and for a moment she wondered if Fu Ying had no body temperature.
Perhaps it was icy, she shuddered slightly, then turned sideways to escape the source of the cold.
"I'm not the Demon Lord, this magic can't work so quickly."
Okay, Fu Yan was immersed in his role-playing.
Sang Ling couldn't escape, so she could only stay in the room with Fu Wei to add legitimacy to his role-playing.
When things really got quiet, they realized how cramped the room they had just entered was. Apart from a set of tables and chairs, there was a bed just one step away.
Red bed curtains, red candles, red embroidered quilts. I wonder what preferences the person who decorated this room had. The sight of red will hurt your eyes.
And he was lying there, not saying anything.
Sang Ling turned around silently, reached out to take the teapot on the table, but when he picked it up, he realized there was no tea in it.
Obviously, no one lives in this house. Perhaps the person who arranged the spirit boat really had an idea and used this room to fulfill his dream of a newlywed.
Sang Ling had no choice but to look around, but the room was too small and after looking around her eyes returned to Fu Wei.
Compared to her, Fu Yan was much more indifferent. He watched her looking around silently with a smile, feeling uncomfortable.
Sang Ling suddenly felt that she was too professional. She was still using the fear of being photographed by paparazzi in her previous life, which resulted in her being at a disadvantage in front of Fu Yan.
She forgot that there were no paparazzi in this world, so why should she be uneasy?
So, she spoke to Fu Ying calmly.
"This red bed is nice, want to lie down on it?"
Lie down, sister...
The thoughtless words elicited a smile and raised eyebrows from Fu Yan.
Gou Qiu waited outside for a long time and finally waited for Sang Ling to come out.
It's just that Sang Ling who came out didn't look very happy, while the Taoist friend in red seemed relaxed and contented.
However, Gou Qiu was unable to notice these abnormalities at the moment. She was shocked by Sang Ling's new face.
"I really can't detect any signs of magic, it's as if you were born like this."
Sang Ling nodded in approval.
Gou Qiu was very worldly-wise and immediately praised Fu Yan, saying, "Daoyou, your magic is amazing. This new face is so beautiful."
Unexpectedly, Fu Yan just said a sentence.
"generally."
Gou Qiu looked at Sang Ling's face with great suspicion. This face was obviously no less beautiful than Sang Ling's original appearance, so how could it be ordinary?
However, Gou Qiu didn't think too much about it and just thought that he was too picky.
On the second day, the spirit boat arrived at the gate of Cangwu Immortal Mansion.
The huge spiritual boat they were riding on was so huge that it should have been parked outside the sect.
But for Fu Yan, nothing was ever reasonable, so the spirit boat crushed past the ladder and stopped directly outside the ceremonial hall.
Gou Qiu wanted to persuade him, but Fu Ying brushed him off with a single sentence, "The Demon Lord ordered me to do so."
The spirit boat fell heavily, and a huge noise spread across the sky.
The monks in the ceremonial hall filed out one after another, all of them glaring angrily.
Sang Ling saw many familiar faces, including the leader of the Body Training Sect, Elder Shu Ming, Elder Wu Yao, and Ao Ze, the prince of the demon clan...
The last people to come out were her former senior brother Hua Ying and her former master, Immortal Xiang Heng.
Sang Ling felt that Fu Wei was looking at her, perhaps expecting her to react, but unfortunately, she didn't.
When she saw the two of them again, she felt as if she were in another world, nothing else.
“But is there someone from the demon world?”
The leader of the Body Refining Sect who asked the question glanced at the people around him and was very dissatisfied with them for landing the huge spirit boat directly outside the ceremony hall.
But everyone took into consideration that this was a peace conference among the three realms, and everyone was suppressing their anger, not daring to cause the atmosphere of the conference to stagnate because of a small matter.
Soon, the guard of honor on the spirit boat sang along.
"People from the demon world - please disperse immediately."
The people from the immortal and demon worlds below looked even uglier.
The guard of honor filed out, numbering several hundred people, and looked very impressive.
The more this happened, the angrier the people from the immortal and demon worlds became but they never said anything.
"With such a big scene, could it be that the Demon Lord has come in person?"
"He could also be the mayor of an important demon city in their demon world."
"It seems that the Demon Lord still attaches great importance to this Three Realms Peace Conference."
Because of this vague importance, the expressions of people from both the immortal and demon worlds looked much better.
The guard of honor continued to sing along without looking away.
"You are welcome to invite the steward Gou Qiu of Chunming Pavilion, the artist - Sang."
Not to mention the whole audience was in an uproar, but that was almost the case.
Only Ao Ze looked stunned. He tilted his head to look at Xianzun Heng and Hua Ying, wondering what he was thinking.
The anger of both the immortal and demon worlds can be felt without even looking.
"Chunming Pavilion? Chunfang, a subordinate of Moshengze?"
"Who else could it be, this Chunming Pavilion? The Demon Lord must have sent these cats and dogs here to humiliate us."
"Forget about the manager, but what about that artist and Sang? Is this how the demon world plays tricks on us?"
…
Sang Ling did not listen to any of these remarks. These were not for her to hear, but for the honorable Lord Demon next to her.
Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord was very satisfied with the reaction on the scene.
The first one who couldn't help himself was the leader of the Body Refining Sect. He took a step forward and said in a mighty voice:
"The demon world is playing tricks on us like this, what do you mean by that?"
In the demon world, there was also a demon with black skin covered with snake patterns. He sneered and said, "The demon world is like this, so it's better to go back home. There is no peace in the world."
After the demon cultivator finished speaking, Ao Ze tilted his head and glanced at him. Although his lips were raised, there was no trace of a smile on his face.
Sang Ling wanted to go back home, but Fu Yan beside her was very interested in the current situation.
Under the questioning from both the immortal and demon worlds, Sang Ling and Gou Qiu naturally remained silent, and it was Fu Yan who spoke:
"You don't know that Lord Demon is the fan of this artist Sang."
What this means is that the Demon Lord attaches great importance to the peace conference of the three realms.
Sang Ling tilted her head to look at Fu Yan, accurately conveying her speechless emotions to him.
It was just a joke that day, but he turned it into a big deal and used it to roast her.
Who says that the Demon Lord is generous and casual? There is no one in the world who bears grudges more than him.
There was confusion below the spirit boat, and then there was an uproar.
"What is a pink head?"
There are also people in both the immortal and demon worlds who are at the forefront of the times.
"It seems that the person who likes this artist the most is called the fan head."
"This Sang is really capable. He can even take down a figure like the Demon Lord."
"It's hard to say whether the Demon Lord takes this Three Realms Peace Conference seriously."
Thanks to this rumor, people from both the immortal and demon worlds finally accepted the people from the demon world.
"please."
Sang Ling slowly descended and once again stepped onto the land of Cangwu Immortal Palace.
Those who used to know her were all stunned when they saw her new face.
She is not the eldest senior sister of Cangwu Immortal Mansion, but she looks somewhat similar.
Hua Ying took a step forward almost subconsciously, then stopped awkwardly.
Everyone knows that this is not Sang Ling, the eldest sister of Cangwu Immortal Mansion, but an artist in Chunfang.
The shock soon passed, and the group finally entered the ceremonial hall. Inside the ceremonial hall, Sang Ling saw Miaomiao and Zhang Fan, both of whom were now wearing the uniforms of inner disciples. There was also Bai Wu, who was following a supreme elder, wearing the uniforms of a personal disciple.
Everything is fine. At least the few people she cares about in Cangwu Immortal Palace are all fine now.
Because of Sang Ling, Miaomiao, Zhang Fan and Baiwu now have a very good relationship. When they saw the transformed Sang Ling, the three of them were stunned.
After listening to a few words, I realized that this was a visitor from Demon Lord, an artist from Chunming Pavilion.
Originally, the three of them were dissatisfied with the people coming from the Demon Realm, but after seeing Sang Ling, they could no longer feel dissatisfied.
She looks so much like their senior sister.
And they missed their senior sister so much.
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