Chapter 384 "This unreliable guy..."
Outside the door.
Han Qiao, who was pacing anxiously, listened carefully as the sounds of passion inside abruptly ceased. He looked towards the cabin door with a gossipy expression and asked, "Your Majesty, the young master was crying so pitifully just now, why is he so quiet now? Could something have happened?"
Hearing his words, the Demon Lord chuckled and said confidently, "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
Han Qiao frowned: "But that young master is extremely stubborn; he's likely to suffer a lot..."
The Demon Lord looked at him and smiled without saying a word. He was fully aware of everything that had happened during this period.
Based on just one piece of news from Lü Xuan, he was extremely anxious and made them travel day and night.
With such a sweet fragrance in her arms, how could she bear to hurt him!
Thinking of this, the Demon Lord leaned back in his chair and leisurely sipped his tea. "It seems my hard times are finally coming to an end!"
As long as Qingyu can hold him firmly, she will definitely have no intention of staying in the Demon Abyss in the future. At that time, he will still be the overlord of the Demon Abyss and will no longer have to look after anyone's face.
Brilliant!
Just as the Demon Lord was secretly delighted, the tightly closed hatch was suddenly opened, startling the teacup in his hand.
Feng Yue walked out with an unusually cheerful expression, looking refreshed. When he saw that his chair had been taken, he grunted in displeasure.
The Demon Lord wisely stood up and made room for him in his chair. "Hehe, Lord First Demon, congratulations on getting your wish. How was the taste of the beauty?"
Feng Yue glanced at him sideways, but did not answer his question. He sat down and tossed him a list: "Xun Qi, I have a use for you."
The Demon Lord took the list and glanced at it; it was full of treasures for repairing spiritual veins. "You want to restore the young master's spiritual power?"
Feng Yue frowned slightly: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely get everything done for you!"
Feng Yue sat outside for a long time, confirming the location with Nan Muyin in front of him.
Only then did Nan Muyin realize that she had been unable to contact Cen Feng from beginning to end, which made her extremely anxious.
"This unreliable guy..." Feng Yue muttered under his breath, then ordered the team to move forward quickly and meet at the designated location to discuss further.
...
Meanwhile, in a luxurious and cozy cabin, Cen Feng's angry curses could be heard continuously.
"Yan Gou, will you ever stop?!"
"It's not over yet, woof woof woof—!"
With each lean, Yan Xiao chuckled, a surge of heat coursed through his body, his rapid breaths hitting the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
At this moment, the magical artifact that Yan Xiao had knocked down earlier began to shine brightly once again.
Cen Feng crawled forward, trying to take the magic artifact, but the man caught up with him and grabbed his hand from behind.
"Don't take it!"
"Stop messing around!" Cen Feng was getting annoyed. His hoarse voice suddenly rose, startling Yan Xiao, who was drenched in sweat. Yan Xiao gave a soft "Oh" and reached out to take the magic weapon from him. "Here you go."
Seeing how obedient he was, Cen Feng looked somewhat suspicious, but he didn't have time to think about it. He took the magic artifact and infused it with spiritual power. "Hey?"
"Fifth Junior Brother?!" Nan Muyin's voice came from the other end. "Why haven't you replied for so long? Is something wrong on your end?"
Hearing his anxious question, Cen Feng blushed, "N-nothing... I was asleep and didn't notice."
Nan Muyin: "Huh? Are you really alright?"
"real."
But as soon as he finished speaking, a soft laugh reached his ears, and one warm kiss after another landed mischievously on his neck and shoulders, making him tremble.
Cen Feng elbowed him a few times and glared at him angrily as a warning, but this only emboldened him further.
At the other end of the magical artifact, Nan Muyin breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, it's good that you're alright."
"Senior Brother, is something urgent?"
"Yes," Nan Muyin said. "We're chasing the Soul Guide group, and they're heading in your direction right now. Try your best to stop them; we'll be there shortly!"
"What?!" Cen Feng suddenly sat up straight, and a hissing sound came from behind him.
Hold!
Yan Xiao's forehead veins bulged, his eyes filled with grievance, and he opened his mouth to say "It hurts."
Seeing this, Cen Feng felt both ashamed and angry. Before he could even scold him, the man pressed himself against him again, shamelessly demanding that he cut off all contact.
Cen Feng was naturally unwilling.
Seeing this, Yan Xiao was not about to give up. He used all his skills to force Cen Feng to give a few perfunctory replies before hastily breaking the magic weapon, leaving Nan Muyin on the other side full of doubt.
Cen Feng's eyes reddened as he angrily said, "You heard what I just said. Her soul is being drawn this way. We need to find a way to catch her quickly!"
"Of course I heard you." Yan Xiao rested his chin on his shoulder and gave him a light, almost imperceptible kiss. "So, you need to hurry up and practice your skills now, otherwise, how will you be a match for them when the fight breaks out later?"
Cen Feng: "???"
Yan Xiao: "Hurry up and stop dawdling. If what your senior brother said is true, then they'll probably run into us soon. Do you really want to go out with me like this?"
Listening to his serious nonsense without even changing his expression truly exemplifies what shamelessness is.
Cen Feng was furious. He shoved him aside and kicked him off the bed, yelling, "Get out of here!!"
Xiangying, who was guarding outside the cabin, was startled awake. She exchanged a glance with Jinse and sighed, "Another chaotic day..."
...
At this moment, startled birds kept flying out from the mountains and forests dozens of miles away.
The group was taking a short break there; they were none other than Xin Hun Yin and his companions who had been fleeing all along.
"Hey! You bitch, where did you take Qingyu?" Shi Yi's face was covered in bruises, but he still stubbornly asked.
The people beside him rolled their eyes. They had taught him a lesson along the way and were exhausted from beating him.
"Hey, did you hear me?!"
Xin Hun Yin glanced at him and said indifferently, "Dead."
"You killed him?" Shi Yi roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Fuck your mother, you crazy woman!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp "slap" rang out, and he received another slap across the face, making him see stars and instantly filling his mouth and nose with a metallic, sweet smell.
"Damn it." Shi Tianxin was very impatient, having been cursed at quite a bit along the way. "This kid is too noisy. I think it would be easier to just kill him."
“If you find it noisy, pull out his tongue,” the Soul Guide said. “His life must be spared.”
"Tsk, fine then." Shi Tianxin's face was full of malice as he summoned a dagger and walked towards him. Shi Li, who was beside him, saw this and roared, "If you dare to touch my brother, I'll kill you!"
Shi Tianxin sneered, "Your tongue is not bad either, I'll take it too!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Shu and Lü Xuan turned pale with fright and began to sob.
Just then, several scouts suddenly flew back, urgently saying, "It's bad! The warships of the Hall of Lords are heading this way!"
"The Hall of All Lords?" Xin Hunyin frowned slightly. She had naturally received the news that Ye Luo had disappeared from the Hall of All Lords. "Have you seen Ye Luo in Peach Blossom Valley?"
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