The gingerbread man was dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that she was just at the Immortal Jade Peak of the Sword Sect?
They've already run off to the Demon Realm.
They were standing on the roof of an unnamed hall.
She touched the two horns on the top of her head.
"What is this thing?"
Fen Jue stood beside him, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He casually played with the sword tassel and chuckled when he heard Jiang Bingbing's question: "Demon Horn, since you've come to the Demon Realm, you should naturally respect the local customs and traditions."
Okay.
Coming to the game for cosplay.
"Xiao Jue, where in the Demon Realm are we?"
Gingerbread went around to Fenjue's side, stood on tiptoe and asked him.
It's a gloomy place.
The night was much darker than at Xianyu Peak.
If it weren't for the full moon hanging in the sky, I would have thought I was locked in a dungeon where I couldn't see my own hand in front of my face.
Fen Jue rested his left hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, tapping it casually with his knuckles, and said indifferently, "Netherworld Palace."
!
"As far as I know, the Demon Lord's residence is called the Netherworld Palace," Ginger Cake complained in a low voice. "Little Jue, isn't it a bit too presumptuous of us to blatantly step on his head?"
"What's there to be afraid of with me here?" Fen Jue glanced at her sideways.
The Demon Realm dared to set up a Blood-Dissolving Array on the Sword Sect's territory; they really thought that their ancestor's ascension meant certain death.
"That's right. What do you mean by doing bad things?"
With the phrase "burned to ashes," Gingerbread felt more confident.
The demonic cultivators patrolling below came in waves, yet no one noticed the two of them.
It's estimated that Burning Annihilation used some kind of magic.
He sat down lazily, slightly raising his chin. "Sit down first, and I'll tell you slowly."
She bent her knees and leaned against the side.
"I didn't tell you before, but the Floating Mountain Blood Array is actually not simple. The Blood Melting Array feeds on flesh and blood and absorbs souls. This kind of array can be used to raise a very demonic evil creature—"
—It is called the Blood Demon.
"The growth rate of demonic cultivators after consuming Blood Demon Fiend is terrifying. Do you remember the old guy I killed in the Sword Tomb?"
Gingerbread paused, its gaze lost in memory, and after a moment nodded, saying, "I remember, it's called Feng Gan!"
“Not bad.” Fen Jue glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, his voice low and deliberate as he slowly said, “Feng Gan was the lord of the Demon Realm a thousand years ago. After absorbing the Blood Demon Fiend, he ascended to the Heavenly Palace as a demon cultivator and wreaked havoc in all directions.”
"The Emperor ordered me to kill him."
Gingerbread's expression changed. "There are still people who want to use this method to support a second Blood Demon?"
"Hmm." He casually bent his long legs, rested his hands on his knees, tapping them lightly with his fingertips, and said with a faint smile, "Little liar, want to be a savior?"
"......"
Please, bro!
Please don't say something so shocking in such a calm tone.
Gingerbread pointed at himself with a look of utter astonishment, "Me?"
Fen Jue: "Hmm."
Gingerbread: "Are you kidding me? There are so many powerful people in the cultivation world, do we really need someone at the Foundation Establishment stage to save us?"
It's not her turn at all.
He tilted his head, his deep black eyes falling on her features, and said lazily in a nasal voice, "I've said it before, I never joke."
Gingerbread unexpectedly caught his eye.
Fen Jue's beauty was extremely aggressive. Gingerbread was stunned by his magnified beauty up close, and she had no choice but to look away, her gaze falling on his bent long legs.
Good job.
Those long legs are so long, it would be an injustice to bend them.
"Alright." Fen Jue clapped his hands and stood up.
"Now I can take you to do bad things."
Gingerbread's lips were dry. She pursed her lips and slowly stood up. "What bad thing happened?"
“The great hall we’re standing in is where the current Demon Lord of the Demon Realm sleeps.” Fen Jue raised an eyebrow, took out a brush from his storage ring, and said with a mischievous smile, “Use this to draw a turtle on his face.”
"ah???"
Gingerbread is currently down.
Even when she first transmigrated and played the fool, she had never done anything so childish!
"Is this the bad thing you're talking about?"
Fen Jue raised an eyebrow. "This is the brush of the Heavenly Palace's Scripture God. The writing will not be washed away for a hundred years."
"!"
Hahahaha!
This is getting interesting!
"Wait a minute!" Gingerbread questioned, "If I mess around with the Demon Lord's face, won't he just shave it off?"
"It's alright, I'll protect you with my divine sense." Fen Jue handed the brush to Jiang Bingbing. "Go on."
He kicked her down.
"Xiao Jue, you're not human—"
“Ahhh~~~”
Gingerbread's voice fading into the night.
Comrade Xiao Jiang, who had been kicked down, rubbed his pert buttocks. Two fierce-looking demonic cultivators stood in front of the Netherworld Palace.
He is two meters tall.
It was emitting black smoke.
It also has two horns on its head.
His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and he looked fierce.
She jumped up and down.
The other party did not respond.
The Door Demon Brother really couldn't see her.
Tsk!
This feels pretty good!
Gingerbread swaggered into the Underworld Palace.
Demonic cultivators all have a fondness for black, and the Demon Lord is no exception; everything in the Netherworld Palace is black.
Four dark candlesticks were placed in the corner of the main hall, with two red beads suspended on each candlestick.
The light emitted by the bead was blood red.
Gingerbread, holding a calligraphy brush, casually surveyed the place, treating it like his own home.
Finally, they found the sleeping Demon Lord inside.
She's in the world of cultivation.
Whether they were human cultivators, demon cultivators, or monster cultivators, none of them stayed up late; their lifestyles were much healthier than those of modern people.
Gingerbread stretched its neck and let out a soft "Eh?"
This demon lord looks so familiar.
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