Feng Linyuan stretched out his hand. A large, hairy black mole rested on the palm of his hand. His eyes were filled with a sharp light. Sen Liang asked, "Who are you?"
After shouting for so long, Jiuxi's throat was really smoking, and his eyelids began to droop. He responded weakly, "I am your confidant."
Feng Linyuan handed the big black mole to Jiuxi and said, "Can you capture the monster?"
Feng Linyuan's words made Jiuxi gasp for air. Why did Feng Linyuan think that shadow was a demon? Could it be that there were demons in Kyoto as well?
She nodded weakly, "I only know a little bit."
Unexpectedly, Feng Linyuan sat on the doorstep without any hesitation, gazing at the distant bright moon in the sky, and said with a smile, "Can you believe that the current emperor... is a snake demon?"
Shouldn't the Imperial City be filled with dragon energy? Shouldn't evil spirits be unable to enter the Imperial City? Why can a snake demon also... also become emperor?
Jiuxi hesitated in his heart, and then said, "Why is this unbelievable? When I was young, I caught more monsters than you ate."
Now, she is almost nine thousand years old. The changes in the world are just a matter of a moment.
Feng Linyuan thought she was just bragging and didn't pay much attention to it. He sighed and said, "If possible, I hope it's really as you said.
You...take good care of Xiaowan."
As he spoke, Feng Linyuan, dressed in black, stood up and walked away.
These words were not clear, and she felt that she needed to take a good look at their memories. Although she had now abdicated the throne of Hades, it was still the duty of the immortals to slay demons and monsters.
Not long after Feng Linyuan left, the servants and maids who had disappeared all came running out. Seeing Jiuxi slumped on the doorstep, looking so dejected, the maids hurriedly cried out, "Master! How come you are so tired!"
Jiuxi stretched out his hand and said in a low voice, "The master has fallen down, help him to rest quickly!"
With such a good job as this, the maids naturally hurried over to support Jiuxi and walked towards the side rooms.
But, that night, Jiuxi tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The quilt still carried the sweet scent of sunshine, and even the room was burning with sandalwood, but she was still uneasy. What were those seven days that the shadow demon had mentioned? Could it be that in seven days, that person... that person would come to find her?
Is it too late to run away now? What makes her even more heartbroken is that it seems that he can find her wherever she runs.
After she fell asleep, a crack suddenly appeared in the room, and from that crack, a man in gorgeous purple clothes walked out. He stood very close to her, looking very handsome. He picked up the quilt that she had kicked under the bed, then dusted it off and gently covered her with it. His footsteps were very light, so light that they were almost imperceptible. His cool fingers slowly wiped away the cold sweat on her head. He gently and slowly approached her, and with extreme care, he left an icy cold kiss on her forehead...
"Little bastard." He scolded softly, but with endless doting.
In fact, after she went to bed every day, he would come over quietly to see if she was doing well. But every time, he saw her sleeping posture... so indecent, he would always smile with his lips curved. She also had the habit of kicking the quilt.
She also had the habit of talking in her sleep... Everything about her was so tempting to him, a fatal temptation.
Seven more days, he thought to himself.
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