Chapter 212 First, let's go to the Realm.
Having said that, he glanced angrily at the Demon Emperor, who was staring at Jiang Xianwan with a shy yet lustful expression, and then looked away with disdain.
"Just then, one of my demons found out that those bastards from the Realm are going to the Black Forest tomorrow."
“I’ll go get that dyed one that Ni Chang mentioned.”
"After we finish the battle in the Realm tomorrow, we'll take care of that Ran thing while we're at it, and the day after tomorrow we'll deal with the Demon Realm!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Do you really think the Realm of Demons and the Realm of Spirits are just two different things that can be overturned at will?
but.
"Alright, let's head to the Realm first!"
Lin Qingran was released from the forbidden area and had just recovered from her injuries when she took the initiative to ask to go to the boundary, which must be related to the Calamity Bow.
So what was she planning to do by taking the Calamity Bow of the Spirit Resting Emperor to the Realm?
Thinking of the unofficial history Yun Weize had told her, there might be an unspeakable relationship between the Realm Emperor and the Spirit Resting Emperor.
Could this bow have been used by the Realm Emperor in the past, allowing him to be close to him?
What does Lin Qingran want to obtain in the realm through the Calamity Bow?
Jiang Xianwan was a little confused, but since it was on the way, she figured she might as well go and take a look.
She couldn't wait to stretch her wrists. "If they dare to steal our monsters, we'll steal theirs too!"
With Jiang Xianwan's nod, the two demons were overjoyed.
Looking at the three heads huddled together, whispering amongst themselves around the topographical map, Fei Ling felt an unprecedented sense of happiness.
That's great, we're talking about each other every night.
Does this mean they've finally made the game "Demon Realm" their home?
Fei Ling felt a surge of excitement in her heart, and with a smile, she leaned closer to offer her opinion, "I think we..."
Youming impatiently shoved him away, "We're not talking to you, stop bothering her! We're talking about serious matters, can you go peel some more lychees over there!"
Fei Ling: "..."
Is this how you treat me now, the one who raised you from infancy with all your love and care?
The Demon Emperor peeled two plates of lychees and was about to place them in front of Jiang Xianwan with great delight when Youming swiftly snatched them away and slammed them down in front of Jiang Xianwan.
Fei Ling, looking rather lonely, thought, "..."
However, Youming didn't even spare him a glance, as if he were the one who peeled those two plates of lychees.
"It's freshly peeled, please have some!"
Then, with a heavy heart, he said, "You really should do something about this."
He moved closer and whispered to the Cricket Demon Emperor.
"All he does is eat and sleep."
Fei Ling: "..." He finally understood what it felt like to be harassed by a ghost cricket.
"Okay, I'll take care of it later." Jiang Xianwan rolled up the topographic map. "You two go back to sleep first. We'll set off for the Black Forest early tomorrow morning."
Ni Chang was reluctant to leave and enthusiastically suggested, "Today is the Moon-Picking Festival in Shanghai, how about we go out for a stroll together?"
Speaking of this, Youming also highly recommended, "Today, everyone in Shanghai will go to the Magic Tower to watch the fireworks."
Jiang Xianwan's heart stirred.
She had naturally heard the demon servants discussing the festival these past two days, and Fei Ling had also been pestering her for two days.
Just as he was about to agree, the Demon Emperor, who had been sitting silently to the side, slowly straightened his sleeves and said indifferently, "Netherworld Rainbow Robe."
Only then did Youming and Nishang realize that the seemingly smiling eyes were actually venomous.
Although their emperor no longer holds any real power, he is still, in name only... an emperor.
He was ruthless; when dealing with demons, he would twist their heads off one by one, which was quite frightening.
Ni Chang secretly scratched her head and chuckled awkwardly, "Um, I have something to do, I'll go first."
Youming scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly, "Um, I'm suddenly really hungry, I'm going to get something to eat."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
With no more demons to disturb her, Fei Ling felt so moved that she wanted to cry.
She eagerly lifted her buttocks and smoothly sat down on the stool next to Jiang Xianwan, her body sticky and swaying, her hands nimbly wrapping around him.
During the movements, he deliberately widened the slightly open neckline, revealing large areas of sexy muscle lines.
Shy and timid, she blinked her dark eyelashes lightly, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.
"How does Wanwan plan to manage her husband?"
Jiang Xianwan expressionlessly pulled his clothes tightly towards the middle.
"First, keep your clothes in check; don't take off anything you shouldn't."
It's exhausting to watch someone act like a peacock displaying its tail feathers to mate all day long.
"Second, watch your mouth; don't say what you shouldn't say."
Ever since that accidental encounter, Fei Ling has become even more provocative and unrestrained.
He would switch to the fetal position one minute and go to the toilet the next, using every trick in the book, regardless of time or place, to seduce her, and coax her into giving him a title.
It's so provocative it's unbearable to look at.
This has greatly boosted her immunity, and now she feels a bit numb.
Jiang Xianwan pushed his face away, not in the mood to argue with him. She was actually looking forward to going to the Boundary Domain tomorrow.
She was a restless person at heart. She was either being beaten up by Hua Buxiu or engaging in rough sparring with her three senior brothers. Later, she spent her days fighting with Shi Yunxiao and the others.
Fei Ling has been pestering her day and night these past few days, spouting lewd remarks. Before you know it, she's stuck to him, and you can't get rid of him.
Hit him, and he'll lick your palm.
If I don't hit someone, my hands itch; I always feel like I want to punch something.
She desperately needs an outlet for her frustrations.
Just then, Lin Qingran bumped into her.
Fei Ling pouted, feigning indignation, but in reality, with lightning speed, he wrapped one arm around her waist, his slippery, boneless body pressing against her again.
But then he asked, "Aren't you afraid they'll recognize you if you bring them along?"
"How about I go with you?"
Jiang Xianwan ignored his clattering calculations and expertly slapped away the fingertips that were hooking the ribbon hanging from her waist.
“Ni Chang recognized me a long time ago.”
Yes, I don't know if it was because that pot of stew was cooked too long that Ni Chang couldn't forget her and couldn't forget her.
When the two of them were strolling hand in hand that day, Ni Chang suddenly stopped, glared at them, and gave a cold laugh, "White lotus! Would you dare answer if I called your name?"
Jiang Xianwan crossed his arms and chuckled coldly, "You call me?"
Ni Chang took a deep breath and shouted in a low voice, "Jiang Xianwan!"
Upon hearing this, Fei Ling laughed heartily, causing Jiang Xianwan to tremble slightly along with him.
"What about the Netherworld?"
"His brain is no bigger than a date, he thinks I'm just a pitiful rogue cultivator who was forcibly abducted by you."
He follows her around all day, Lotus Demon Queen, Lotus Demon Queen.
He even cricketed in front of her that his heartless emperor changed his mind faster than flipping through a book, cheating on Jiang Xianwan in the Southern Border with a cuckold, telling her to be careful too.
However, thinking of something, Jiang Xianwan forcefully pried open his forearm, grinding her teeth as she said, "Can you shut up for once? Try deliberately provoking Feng Huixue again?"
During her time in Shanghai, Fei Ling's messages flooded the "We Are a Loving Family" social media channel.
She spoke in a coquettish voice and pouted her lips.
"Brother, brother, look what Wanwan and I are doing!"
"Brother, brother, Wanwan and I are ready to eat."
"Brother, brother, Wanwan and I are going to sleep."
"Brother, brother, Wanwan and I went on a date."
"Brother, brother, look at Wanwan's and my clothes."
"Brother, brother..."
It's impossible to finish flipping through it all.
Feng Huixue was quite angry; from morning till night, and then from night till morning, she kept talking non-stop.
Kuku launched into a tirade, cursing Fei Ling's ancestors for eighteen generations without missing a single one.
Each reply message is at its maximum length.
But that's not the limit for foxes.
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