The Demon Lord's mount arrives to deliver his orders
Chapter 4
The man knelt down at lightning speed, kneeling in the dust without a care in the world. It was very abrupt to see such a huge man suddenly on the ground.
Chu Caiwu subconsciously hid behind Yin Zhuo's arm. She grabbed the strong and powerful muscles, no longer panicked, and raised her head slightly, glancing at the man on the ground through the gap.
The man glanced at the demon cultivator selling flowers, then clasped his fists as if to prioritize the overall situation and said to Yin Zhuo, "My name is Chi Ce, and I have come to report. The Demon Lord orders you to go to the Demon Palace and apologize within one hour."
Chu Caiwu was very afraid that Yin Zhuo and she would really commit suicide to apologize. She had just drunk a lot of wine for a few days and had not yet felt the fullness she had not felt for a long time. She also hoped that Yin Zhuo, the food coupon, would take her to eat dozens of crispy ducks.
Chu Caiwu hid behind Yin Zhuo again while thinking. It turned out that the man on the ground was named Chi Ce. Even if Yin Zhuo made a mistake and was punished, he was still Chi Ce's superior. However, even Chi Ce's notification had a commanding pressure, as if he was repeating the words of the Demon Lord.
Yin Zhuo said calmly, "No matter how big the matter is, Demon Lord Zhengwu will always avoid people."
Chi Ce curled his lips and said, "Of course I must interrogate you urgently. From now on, I am the only one who is trusted by the Demon Lord."
Chu Caiwu was choked by these words. Chi Ce seemed to want to send Yin Zhuo away.
At this moment, the flower-selling demon cultivator, who had been silent for a long time, said with his arrogance still lingering, "Are you going to buy the flower pot or not? Mine is broken."
Chu Caiwu stared at the broken flowerpot on the ground, feeling regretful about the waste.
There is nothing there. Do you want to buy a flower pot? If you want to, the evil lady won’t sell it to you. Even the lady selling flowers wants to make trouble for them.
Chi Ce seemed to have been patient for a long time, and finally shouted angrily: "What are you arguing about? I have wanted to hit you for a long time. If I were not on duty, I would have dealt with you long ago."
The shrewd lady was shocked, her expression changed instantly, and she said flatteringly, "Sir, look, how dare I say that to you? I just want these two people to compensate me for my flower pot."
Although the old lady mentioned Chu Caiwu and Yin Zhuo, Chu Caiwu and the other two standing there gave off a cold feeling as if they were ignored.
Chu Caiwu couldn't see Yin Zhuo's expression, and he didn't seem angry at all.
Chi Ce shouted angrily, "You're still pushing your luck? You broke this flowerpot because I was so lost in thought when I landed so coolly. You saw me and I was so lost in thought that you broke it yourself."
The flower-selling demon cultivator took small steps, pressing his whole body against Chi Ce, giving off an uncomfortable feeling of an older man trying to fall in love with a younger man.
Chu Caiwu had heard that the fate of angering a demon cultivator was either death or a bloody battle. However, Chi Ce didn't seem to be that cruel.
On the contrary, Chi Ce is a bit like the kind of hero who will help others when he sees injustice.
When the flower-selling demon cultivator was about to get close to Chi Ce, Chi Ce dodged to the side swiftly, and the flower-selling demon cultivator stumbled and fell.
The flower-selling demon cultivator complained bitterly, "You are not a good little master. You don't know the rules of us demon flowers. The golden wind and jade dew are worth a thousand gold. We serve you well. If you are happy, we will also improve our cultivation. How can you be so ignorant of the ways of the world?"
Chi Ce scoffed and said, "I never go there."
Chu Caiwu suddenly felt that he was being stared at.
Chi Ce said, "Master Yin Zhuo rarely visits the flower garden, and he even brought back fennel essence."
Yin Zhuo answered seriously, "She didn't come from a flower garden."
Chu Caiwu felt that the feeling of being protected was very warm, and she was busy twirling her hair.
Chi Ce sized him up and said, "So Lord Yin Zhuo likes the sweet and brothel style."
Chu Caiwu paused as she twirled her hair with her fingers, frowning and asking, "Me? Where am I in the brothel?"
Chi Ce said, "You twist your hair, it looks like spring has arrived."
Chu Caiwu had never expected Chi Ce to be so outspoken. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she secretly glanced at Yin Zhuo out of the corner of her eye.
Yin Zhuo stopped him and said, "Chi Ce, watch your words."
Chi Ce clicked his tongue and said, "Oh my, Lord Yin Zhuo is so polite. Why wasn't he like this when he was killing the demon cultivators?"
Chu Caiwu couldn't help laughing. When Yin Zhuo faced the demon cultivator, he didn't even draw his sword.
Chi Ce had a stupid feeling of rushing around recklessly.
Chu Caiwu dealt with those demonic cultivators by himself.
Chu Caiwu saw that Chi Ce raised an eyebrow at her and said, "How does it feel to be a beautiful woman being saved by a hero?"
Chu Caiwu stared into Chi Ce's eyes and looked at him as if he were a fool.
Chi Ce hummed and turned his gaze away from Chu Caiwu.
In an instant, the sky turned dark, dust flew, and a giant golden dragon circled in the sky.
The clear-minded young man in front of Chu Caiwu had already disappeared. Then he heard the golden dragon in the sky speak in a human voice: "Master Yin Zhuo, I advise you to use your magic power on the immortals. I never kill demon cultivators."
The wind roared, a giant dragon rose up, and the flower-selling demon cultivator sat beside Chu Caiwu and began to pester him: "Fennel spirit, compensate me for the flowerpot."
Chu Caiwu smelled the immortal power in the air and couldn't help but take a deep breath, but was immediately choked by the dust and started coughing.
The immortal power that descended from the sky captivated Chu Caiwu's taste buds. Although she couldn't figure out the source of this immortal power, it was enough to make Chu Caiwu salivate.
The sky was still dark, and the giant dragon was still circling in the sky, roaring and rumbling.
Yin Zhuo took out a token from his bosom and said, "We will pay the compensation. You can go to the Demon Palace to get the magic stone. Then take out the best flower pot and replace it for Miss Chu."
The flower-selling demon cultivator cleverly got up from the ground and handed the best peony pot to Yin Zhuo.
Chu Caiwu looked at Yin Zhuo with admiration. She could clearly feel that there was a powerful spiritual power in Yin Zhuo that she could not understand, but Yin Zhuo always seemed to dislike conflicts.
Fortunately, Yin Zhuo is rich, so Chu Caiwu and he do not need to conflict with others and can still achieve their goals.
The wind and sand were very strong, and Chi Ce's giant dragon circled in the sky for a long time. Chu Caiwu could hardly see Yin Zhuo.
Yin Zhuo held Chu Caiwu's fair and tender wrist. Just as the two were about to leave, there was a roar and buzzing sound, and Chi Ce circled in the sky and rushed down.
Chu Caiwu looked up and saw the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. If gold were to be used to compare with Chi Ce, the gold would undoubtedly be eclipsed. Chi Ce's gold was very beautiful.
Suddenly there was a scream: "Ahhhhhh the Demon Lord's mount is going to eat the demon!"
Chu Caiwu turned around in shock, looking towards the scream. Chi Ce used his giant tail to whip the flower-selling demon cultivator's face and said, "Insidious demon cultivator, you're the only one who knows how to extort money. What's the difference between you and those immortals?"
Chu Caiwu's wrist was held by Yin Zhuo, and most of the groups of demon cultivators around her cried and scattered in the chaos.
Chu Caiwu stopped looking at Chi Ce and smiled at Yin Zhuo, the handsome man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he wore a scarlet robe like other demon cultivators, on Yin Zhuo, his skin looked even whiter and more delicate than a baby's.
Chu Caiwu stared at Yin Zhuo's tender face and unconsciously moved closer. She was so beautiful that Chu Caiwu really wanted to give her a kiss.
Yin Zhuo noticed Chu Caiwu's gaze and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Chu. We'll leave when the wind and sand stop."
Chu Caiwu looked at the serious Yin Zhuo and couldn't help but scold herself harshly. Of course, she wasn't afraid of Yin Zhuo holding her wrist.
Just now she was just worried that Yin Zhuo thought she was a lecher.
Chi Ce hurriedly said, "Miss Chu, please don't thank me for helping you vent your anger."
Chi Ce's giant dragon tail lashed the Flower Demon Cultivator rhythmically. The Flower Demon Cultivator's face turned left and right, almost swollen like a pig's head. Chi Ce said again: "If Miss Chu doesn't speak, this blackmail demon will be almost knocked unconscious by me."
Chu Caiwu came back to his senses and looked at the blackmailing flower-selling demon cultivator. He no longer looked weak as before, but his true colors were revealed, and he begged for mercy rudely.
Chu Caiwu felt that Chi Ce was not that annoying at all, but rather quite amusing, and said, "Young Master Chi is truly impressive."
Yin Zhuo glanced sideways slightly and glanced at Chu Caiwu out of the corner of his eye.
Chi Ce's tail stopped whipping, and the dragon head raised, looking down at the flower-selling demon cultivator proudly.
With a loud bang, Jinlong Chi Ce disappeared, and a sentence echoed in the air: "Master Yin Zhuo, the Demon Lord won't let me carry you this time, so I have no choice but to ask Miss Chu to go on her own."
Chu Caiwu broke free from Yin Zhuo's wrist. She persevered in casting spells on herself, but she could not turn into a phantom.
Yin Zhuo asked, "Miss Chu?" Yin Zhuo placed the flowerpot on the ground, formed a sharp blade in his right hand, and was about to cut his hand.
Chu Caiwu put her backhand on the back of Yin Zhuo's left hand. Yin Zhuo's hand felt icy cold to the touch. Chu Caiwu raised the corners of her lips. The source of food for such a beautiful woman with icy skin and bones was both beautiful to look at and to eat.
Chu Caiwu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Master Yin Zhuo, I'm not hungry."
Yin Zhuo frowned and said, "No need to call me sir."
Chu Caiwu didn't know what to call her for a moment, and after a while he said, "Uh... Zhuozhuo?"
Yin Zhuo nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay."
Chu Caiwu suddenly remembered that he would have to trek to the Demon Palace soon. He suddenly lost all his strength and lamented, "Actually, I'm tired."
Yin Zhuo picked up the flower pot on the ground and asked, "Miss, please change back to your original form and rest in the flower pot."
Chu Caiwu found this to be quite pleasing to her liking, and she simply transformed herself back into a fennel plant and fell into the pile of sand on the ground.
Chu Caiwu was a little uncomfortable with turning back into his original form. He couldn't move very well and looked up at Yin Zhuo.
Yin Zhuo gently picked her up and carefully brushed off the sand and dirt on Fennel's body.
Chu Caiwu felt itchy all over, as if someone had touched her all over. Finally, she couldn't help but said, "It's itchy."
Yin Zhuo stopped what he was doing and used the florist's shovel to plant Chu Caiwu in a light pink flowerpot.
Yin Zhuo held a lush green fennel in his arms.
Chu Caiwu smiled contentedly, the smell of immortal power resurfacing in his mind. The smell of immortal power was different from Yin Zhuo's, so he asked, "Is Chi Ce the Demon Lord's mount?"
Yin Zhuo hurried on with Xian Xiang in his arms, saying, "Yes."
Chu Caiwu frowned and said, "Chi Ce seems to have some magical power."
Yin Zhuo: "He hates the immortals the most, so it would be difficult for him to be willing to learn their magic, unless..."
Chu Caiwu pressed on, "Unless what?"
Yin Zhuo: "Unless he wants to improve his cultivation in a short period of time and use immortal arts to assist his practice."
Chu Caiwu shook her fennel leaves as a nod, and suddenly her heart tightened as she asked, "We're going to the Demon Palace later. Do you have any plans?"
Yin Zhuo said calmly: "I don't have any plans."
Chu Caiwu: "Then...are we just going to wait for death and commit suicide?"
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