Chapter 214 is Toxic
Jiang Xianwan stared at him for three seconds.
I'm exhausted and give up.
"visit!"
"Call Ni Chang and You Ming."
She was certain that if she didn't go tonight, Fei Ling would shamelessly insist on going to the Demon Realm with her.
Believe it or not, the wind can turn snow into flowers on the spot.
Fei Ling was unwilling. He had finally managed to drive away the brainless You Ming and Ni Chang, and then, dragging out his voice, he went to nuzzle her neck.
My heart is breaking, and I am in tears.
"don't want!"
"Just the two of us will go!"
"Wait a minute~"
"Wait a minute~"
What couple brings two useless light bulbs on their date?!
She'll only hold him back and steal his wife's thunder!
"Then I won't go!"
Calling for a bowl won't work either.
certainly.
Calling for help won't work either.
Men shouldn't be spoiled; they'll take advantage of you.
Fei Ling: "..."
Receiving an unmoved look from Jiang Xianwan, Fei Ling pouted and, after a long while, reluctantly said, "Fine."
He slipped his hand through Jiang Xianwan's legs, and with renewed joy, gently tossed her upwards.
"Let's go, let's go, the Demon Emperor and Demon Queen are going to the Demon Tower~"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Perhaps it's because of the Folding Moon Festival, but the vast Demon Palace, which usually has fewer demons serving it, is now much smaller.
Fei Ling summoned Ni Chang and You Ming, and the group came to the street.
Ni Chang and You Ming followed closely behind, gesturing excitedly. After all, such a grand event only took place once every three years.
The streets were now bustling with demons, a constant flow of demonic energy, as if all the demons of the entire city had converged here and were surging in the same direction.
Many demons set up long stalls, taking the opportunity to make a fortune.
The lively atmosphere gave me the illusion of being in the mortal world.
Even more surprisingly, Jiang Xianwan discovered that these demons, upon seeing Fei Ling, were not afraid at all, but instead waved their arms wildly and shouted a loud message.
"Oh! Your Majesty, you've come to stroll the streets in person?"
"Wow! Your Majesty, is this the wife you chose for yourself? Demon Queen! Demon Queen! You're wonderful!"
Jiang Xianwan: "...Good mud."
He couldn't help but look at Fei Ling with a hint of surprise.
To be able to manage the Demon Realm to this extent, it must be said that Fei Ling possesses some strength and... tolerance.
Fei Ling seemed used to it, saying "Hmm," "Ah," "Yes," "Isn't my wife pretty?" while raising her arm to protect Jiang Xianwan from the onslaught of demons.
The Demon Emperor's palace occupies an excellent position and is very close to the Demon Tower.
Fei Ling squeezed out of the pile of demons, placed the bowl of jujube porridge she had just bought from the stall in her hand, and put it back in her arms, pouting her lips again.
"It's too crowded."
He had originally wanted to feed Wanwan by hand to add some romance to their relationship, but now he didn't even have a spare hand.
Jiang Xianwan also felt it was too crowded.
It was like falling into a dense, treacherous maze, moving almost tiptoe to heel, one step at a time.
Even though Fei Ling kept her arm raised, and with Ni Chang and You Ming protecting her, they were still jostled more than a dozen times.
One can imagine how lively the Moon-Folding Festival is.
Youming had sharp ears. As soon as he heard them talking about squeezing, he decisively focused his energy in his dantian and his voice suddenly resounded throughout the entire city of Shanghai.
"Our Emperor and Empress have arrived! All of you, make way!"
After saying that, Fei gave Jiang Xianwan a look that said, "Don't worry about me handling things."
Ni Chang was speechless.
Seeing the two-meter-wide street suddenly cleared and the countless demons casting their fiery gazes at her, calling her "Demon Queen" one after another, jumping up and down and waving their arms, they all came to greet her.
Jiang Xianwan held a mouthful of porridge in mid-air, unsure whether to eat it or not.
Fei Ling blinked innocently, but couldn't suppress her shyness.
"This is really none of their business."
He really just wanted to take a walk with Jiang Xianwan.
Unexpectedly, the silly dragon did a good deed.
Jiang Xianwan has no choice but to give him this title today!
hey-hey……
At this moment, Fei Ling's recognition of You Ming reached its peak, and even You Ming could sense it.
He curled his lip, speaking with self-righteousness, "I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for the Demon Queen."
Fei Ling not only didn't get angry with him, but seeing Jiang Xianwan stiffly put down his spoon, she waved to each of them as if the leader was considerate of the people, and the interaction instantly ignited.
Instead, he patted him on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.
"I've had high hopes for you since you were little. Very good, keep it up."
Youming: "..."
Jiang Xianwan and Ni Chang were already holding hands, heading towards the Magic Tower from the cleared street.
only.
When a demon dressed in elaborate and ornate sacrificial robes, who looked like a high priest, excitedly handed her a magic bow that was entirely black with faint scarlet calyx patterns, Jiang Xianwan was stunned for a moment.
"What...does this mean?"
Ni Chang leaned over and took a look. "Pull it at the tip of the magic tower."
Fei Ling stood quietly behind Jiang Xianwan with a smile, watching the two sisters whispering to each other, but her fingertips curled up nervously, and her palms were sweaty.
Jiang Xianwan turned her head to look at him, but unable to resist the urging of Ni Chang and You Ming, as well as the jeers of the demons, she put her fair hand on the bowstring and gently pulled it.
The magic bow was drawn to its full extent, and a red arrow, trailing a trail of scarlet hellish flowers, suddenly pierced the sky and headed towards the top of the magic tower.
In an instant, the pitch-black magic tower suddenly shone with dazzling light, as if piercing through the clouds.
Bang--
Fei Ling subconsciously held her breath, her eyes reflecting the fireworks that followed and the petals that danced in the air, and her ears filled with deafening cheers from all directions.
Each cry of "Demon Queen" struck his heart.
Seeing Jiang Xianwan turn around in a daze, he slowly exhaled and let out a soft laugh.
By lighting this tower, he would be completely Jiang Xianwan's person from that moment on, even if his soul dissipated.
——
The River of Eternal Slumber is a unique and representative river in the Demon Realm.
The dozen or so powerful magical beasts in the river had already developed intelligence; each with an IQ of 250, they were all troublesome living fossils.
It is said that any demon that passes through this place will be greeted with great enthusiasm by these magical beasts.
They certainly won't kill their own kind, but they'll use their fins, tentacles, or other parts of their bodies to give you a few big slaps.
Ni Chang stepped on the magic artifact, clutching her swollen buttocks, and cried her heart out.
"My butt hurts."
Youming wiped away large tears of humiliation with the back of his hand, swaying precariously.
"They actually teamed up to break through my powerful barrier and pried off three of my scales to embed in their teeth!"
"Three!"
He turned his head and spat fiercely at the huge black shadow slowly sinking to the bottom of the River of Long Sleep.
"Are you all blind? Even your own demons are incredibly stingy!"
"No wonder they're called 'Stingy Beast' and 'Big-Peeping Beast'!"
He looked at Jiang Xianwan, who appeared normal, and felt even more like crying.
"You're not a demonic cultivator, nor have you practiced the lovemaking technique with the Emperor. Your cultivation level is lower than mine, so why aren't they attacking you?"
Ni Chang: "Yeah, why don't they hit you?"
Logically speaking, even if the two of them were with them, since they weren't disciples of the Demon Realm, they should have received the most severe beatings.
In response, Jiang Xianwan touched the bone hairpin in her sleeve, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and had an inscrutable expression.
"I probably dropped a few buns by accident just now."
In the middle of the night, Fei Ling didn't sleep; she got up and went into the kitchen to cook.
He said he wanted her to remember his scent every day.
I specifically consulted Di Yin online, and with his full guidance, I steamed three pots.
I don't know which step was wrong, or if I put the seasonings in the buns or if I was just not doing it right.
Honestly, it's not as good as Di Yin's, but I still watched it.
Di Yin looked at the freshly steamed buns and fell into a rare, profound silence.
It's clear that the Northern Emperor has deep doubts about his teaching abilities.
After a long pause, a clear, cold voice, unusually complex and elusive, uttered a few words with a few trembling lips.
as follows--
"Disgusting to look at...poisonous."
"You eat."
"Do not give it to Wanwan."
"No... absolutely not."
Three in a row that are impossible.
Fei Ling: "..."
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