A flash of inspiration struck Ghostface, and he repeatedly used his first innate skill, leaping through the void and unnoticed by the demons as he circled back to their rear.
They searched until late at night before Ghost Face finally located Song Hye-lan's whereabouts.
Song Huilan was settled by the handsome young man in the passageway of the lair with the most monsters, and was protected by more than a hundred high-level demons.
Although she also practiced demonic cultivation, her cultivation level was not high, and she had not completely broken free from the realm of spiritual cultivation.
Therefore, being in this environment filled with demonic energy, and being suppressed by the auras of more than a hundred great demons, she was actually very uncomfortable.
The ghost mask, hidden in the void, carefully discerned the complex aura emanating from Song Huilan, concluding that she was someone he knew.
Those hundred or so great demons never expected that at this critical moment, someone would come and snatch a little-known girl; so although they outnumbered each other, their defenses were really lax, and some even sat on the ground and began to cultivate directly while holding magic crystals.
If they really fought, Ghost Face would definitely be no match for these hundred-odd great demons.
But with his abilities, snatching someone from this group of lazy devils would be an easy task!
Fearing the girl wouldn't recognize him and might fight him to the death, Ghost Mask transformed back into his beast form. With lightning speed, he rushed to Song Huilan's side, scooped her onto his back with a single claw, and carried her away.
Song Huilan instinctively lay prone on the back of the ghost mask, her hands tightly gripping the mane around his neck.
After taking a closer look at him, she asked hesitantly, full of surprise, "You... are the Ninth Prince's war cavalry?"
Having been on the Danling Continent for so long, following Qu Jinghuai and the handsome young man, Song Huilan had long known that any action that could be performed independently could not be deduced by common sense. They were likely beast cultivators who could understand human speech.
"Huh, you actually know me? You're also from the Great Zhao Plane?" Ghost Face was also very surprised and puzzled.
When they arrived, there were limited spots available, and many people were forced to stay behind.
But he didn't remember this woman among the people who came over!
"Yes, I am," Song Huilan said without hiding the ghost face.
"That's strange, I don't remember you." Ghost Face could tell that Song Huilan wasn't lying, and he could also sense that Song Huilan felt a kind of joy at meeting an old friend in a foreign land after seeing him: "Who are you? How did you come to Danling Continent?"
"My name is Song Huilan, and I am the daughter of Song Desheng, the Vice Minister of Rites of the Great Zhao Dynasty..."
The ghost masked man muttered a few words to himself, then thought for a long time before finally remembering someone relevant: "Who is Song Huiru to you?"
“She is my sister, but she offended the Ninth Prince and his wife, and it seems she is already dead,” Song Huilan said. She then added, “But I know that her death has nothing to do with the Ninth Prince and his wife, and I will not blame them.”
Ghost Face paused for a moment, then said, "I understand. It was the Demon Lord who brought you to the Danling Continent."
"Yes and no..." Song Huilan lay on the back of the ghost mask and said softly, "The Venerable One I knew died in that world with the collapse of the Great Zhao Plane. I was originally going to die with him, but before he died, he sent me here."
He said the real him exists in this world, but I've never seen his true appearance.
The woman's low spirits and affectionate tone spoke volumes.
Ghost Face, being a dog who had eaten his fill of dog food, instantly understood that Song Huilan's feelings for the Demon Lord were profound.
Moreover, Song Huilan doesn't seem to like the Demon Lord's current demonic shell, which is that of the handsome young man.
She loved the Demon Lord of Dazhao, but that Demon Lord was already dead.
So, unable to obtain her, he wanted to see the real Demon Lord so that he could give up on her.
Ghost Face was just looking for an excuse to get Song Huilan to go with him willingly, and now the opportunity has come!
"What a coincidence! The reason I came to pick you up is to take you to see the real Demon Lord. You'd better hurry up, those people behind you are too annoying. I need to speed things up." Ghost Face beamed with joy, his mouth almost stretching to the back of his neck.
“Take me to see the real Demon Lord,” Song Huilan said, quite surprised.
She glanced thoughtfully back at the relentlessly pursuing demons, but did not stop Ghost Face.
She had always wanted to see the real Venerable One and know what the person she loved looked like; especially after Jiu Yue's true form was fully awakened, and she "saw" him through the handsome young man, she became even more determined to do so.
She has been waiting for Jiu Yue to come see her, but he hasn't yet.
Song Huilan wasn't stupid. She knew what the Demon Clan's large-scale attack on the mortal realm meant, and she also knew what it meant for Guimian to take her to see Jiu Yue at this time. But she still didn't stop Guimian, nor did she jump off Guimian's body.
The woman on his back was unusually quiet, and for the first time, the usually carefree Ghost Face hesitated.
The male master often said that it was not the act of a gentleman to take ordinary women and children hostage, but now he wanted to use the woman behind him to control Jiu Yue.
Although he did not want to hurt Song Huilan, he was certain that neither the male nor female master would harm her.
However, this behavior is wrong.
"If you... don't want to go, I'll give you back to them." In the end, Ghost Face made this decision.
Song Huilan remained silent for a long time, and Guimian dared not speed up, maintaining a distance that made it impossible for anyone to catch up.
"I'll go," Song Huilan finally said after a long silence.
“Miss Song…” Ghost Face found it difficult to speak, as he had never admitted to anyone that he was shameless.
“I’m going because I want to see him.” Song Huilan’s face was pressed against the mane behind the ghost mask’s neck. Her gaze was indifferent and somewhat weary. She had lost all her former innocence and girlish spirit. “I’m going also because… Da Zhao is gone. I want people from Da Zhao to still be here.”
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