Zhang Fan's heart clenched; could something have gone wrong?
Qin Qing explained, "Don't panic. Your sister-in-law's heart is fine. The Demon King's treasure pavilion is heavily guarded, and there are also traps and secret passages. I'm afraid there will be no return."
Zhang Fan's eyes were resolute: "I'll smash even the strongest walls of copper and iron!"
The dim candlelight illuminated Zhang Fan's profile, making his features appear even sharper and giving him a mature, masculine beauty.
Zhang Fan suddenly turned his head: "Do you know the key to the treasure vault?"
A handsome face suddenly came into view, and Qin Qing's heart skipped a beat. Her face flushed red, and her mind was spinning with admiration for his good looks: "The key is hidden in Tu Shan Guan Hai's hair. He only takes a bath once every three months. I guess you'll have to wait two months for him to take a bath."
Zhang Fan's brow gradually furrowed; he didn't want to wait that long.
Qin Qing: "By the way, the former Demon King took me to the Treasure Pavilion once. I'll draw you a sketch."
The treasure pavilion is very similar to an ancient imperial palace, but it occupies a much smaller area.
After getting the map, Zhang Fan decided to scout out the route first.
Qin Qing pulled down one side of her collar, revealing her fair, white shoulders: "There's no rush. Why don't we rest here for the night?"
Zhang Fan understood Qin Qing's meaning; he had important matters to attend to and couldn't waste time here.
Watching Zhang Fan's departing figure, Qin Qing's eyes revealed a deep sense of reluctance.
Unable to integrate into human society, she could only wander far away among the demons. However, she longed for human society and could only sing the songs from her memories, do the problems from her memories, and reminisce about the past.
As time went by, her memories of human society gradually faded, and she could hardly remember what it was like there.
Qin Qing was a college student before, but now she can't remember the knowledge she learned in high school and can only ask questions from junior high school. If more time has passed, she probably can only remember questions from elementary school.
She felt lost, like a piece of duckweed, rootless and adrift.
Zhang Fan: "After this is over, I'll teach you a new song."
Qin Qing, who was dripping, suddenly looked up, her eyes shining: "Good."
Following Qin Qing's map, Zhang Fan arrived outside the Demon King's palace. Under the cover of night, he lay in wait, carefully observing.
Outside the palace, patrol teams walked back and forth. Moreover, the demon race was naturally vigilant, and they could hear even the slightest movement.
Fortunately, Zhang Fan's cultivation level was higher than theirs, so these little demons didn't notice him.
Although these lesser demons have low cultivation levels, there are quite a few of them, so he has to be careful not to let them discover him.
Otherwise, we might alert the enemy and risk Tu Shan Guan Hai harming his sister-in-law's heart.
They change shifts every four hours, so you can sneak in during those shift changes.
Not wanting to alert the enemy, Zhang Fan observed the situation thoroughly and then headed towards the agreed-upon location with Su Qin and the others.
They agreed yesterday to meet at the city gate after dark to exchange information.
He wasted a lot of time trying to gather more information, and when he finally reached the city gate, he found that there was no one there at all.
As dawn broke, Zhang Fan still hadn't seen them.
With no other option, Zhang Fan had to leave.
He planned to take action tonight, but he hadn't slept all night and needed to find a place to rest.
Zhang Fan knew Tu Shan Duoduo and Qin Qing in the Demon City. Qin Qing had too many people following her, so it was safer for the time being with Tu Shan Duoduo.
Following the path from his memory, Zhang Fan finally saw Tu Shan Duoduo's home.
He knocked gently on the door, but Tu Shan Duoduo didn't answer. People setting up stalls nearby cast curious glances at him.
In order to avoid attracting attention, Zhang Fan could only take advantage of the demon's inattention and climb in through the window.
As soon as he landed, Zhang Fan was drawn to the bright red color on the bed.
Tu Shan Duoduo wasn't lying on the bed; there was only a bright red fox on the bed, its fur looking glossy and particularly attractive.
Behind the fox were several bushy tails; Zhang Fan counted eight.
Zhang Fan stared intently at the fox on the bed, unsure if it was indeed Tu Shan Duoduo. He was so tired that he lay down on the floor and fell asleep.
He woke up to a scream. Zhang Fan opened his eyes abruptly and realized that the scream came from the fox: "What are you doing here?"
Zhang Fan recognized the voice as Tu Shan Duo Duo's and knew that the fox was Tu Shan Duo Duo.
He had heard of nine-tailed foxes, but Tu Shan Duo Duo only had eight. It seemed she was right; she was indeed disabled.
Tu Shan Duoduo seemed to care a lot about what others thought, and immediately hid her tail behind her back.
Zhang Fan pretended not to see it. He only felt drowsy and mumbled a sentence before falling into a deep sleep again: "I want to sleep here."
Zhang Fan didn't wake up until the sun had set.
Tu Shan Duoduo sat on a low stool, propping her head up as she looked at Zhang Fan.
"You're awake. I can't do human things, so how about we have some quail instead?"
Looking at the struggling quail, Zhang Fan felt a strong sense of resistance: "Let's just forget about it."
He stretched and asked, "Are there any things you fox spirits afraid of?"
Tu Shan Duoduo said a lot: "Taoist priests' magical implements, they are afraid of fire, they are afraid of being caught by the tail..."
Zhang Fan looked at the oil lamp on the table and remained silent: "Isn't this a fire? You use it every day."
Tu Shan Duoduo: "Ordinary foxes are afraid of fire, but I am a descendant of the nine-tailed fox. The Daji before was my great-great-grandmother."
She repeated the word "ancestor" countless times, then said, "I'm afraid of that kind of fire that has spiritual energy."
Zhang Fan gathered his spiritual energy in his palm and struck the oil lamp with it. Instantly, the flames grew larger. Tu Shan Duoduo was so frightened that she covered her head and hid in a corner, her body trembling.
"Is Tu Shan Guan Fu afraid too?"
Tu Shan Duoduo was uncertain, her voice trembling as she said, "I only know that my family and I will be afraid, but I don't know about the Demon King."
No matter what, Zhang Fan will storm the Demon King's palace tonight and retrieve his sister-in-law's heart.
As Zhang Fan walked down the street, he saw many demons gathered around something. Upon closer inspection, he saw it was a notice saying that Tushan Guanfu had captured several people who had infiltrated the demon realm and would be executed on the street that night. He invited everyone to watch at the palace gate.
Next to the notice were three photos with the names of Su Qin and the others.
Zhang Fan's brow twitched slightly. Su Qin and the others had accompanied him to the Demon City, and now they had been captured and were even facing death. He couldn't let anything happen to them.
However, with the execution taking place tonight, the Demon King's palace will likely be poorly guarded. This would be an excellent opportunity to steal my sister-in-law's heart.
Zhang Fan's brows furrowed, looking very troubled.
Who should be saved first?
Hearing the commotion, Tu Shan Duoduo came out to see what was going on. After reading the notice, she was so shocked that her mouth dropped open, and she subconsciously looked at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan lowered his head, and from the side, one could see his half-closed eyebrows and eyes, brimming with murderous intent.
Tu Shan Duoduo's heart pounded wildly.
Zhang Fan's powerful aura is like that of a celestial being descended to earth, making it impossible to look away.
This is the hero in her heart.
Zhang Fan walked slowly toward her, and Tu Shan Duoduo's cheeks couldn't help but blush, like the clouds on the horizon at dusk.
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