Demon King's Repayment - chapter 142
When Yuan Xiang who came out of the gate of the enchantment saw Nan He guarding there, her tight nerves suddenly relaxed a lot.
“Axiang,” Nan He held out his hands to pick her up.
She jumped off the step.
“I’m fine, I also brought Dushuo out,” Yuan Xiang said happily.
The mountain God who was locked by the chain was walking down the steps bare feet leaving a bloody footprint on the moss-grown bluestone.
He staggered until the last step, but an arm quickly stretched out from the side to support his body.
That arm was strong and warm and he himself had fought against it on the battlefield.
But at that moment, the owner of that arm turned into a huge Sirius in front of his eyes, with stable limbs and bright hair.
“Come on. I’ll carry you, you can’t walk anymore,” said the former enemy.
The sound of the collision of the lock sounded.
Yuan Xiang saw Dushuo’s demon form.
It was supposed to be a very beautiful demoiselle crane, with a thin, slender neck, bright black feathers hanging down from the side of the head, with cedar branch-like curved legs and black white feathers at the end. A leisurely, elegant and beautiful creature.
But at this time, the beautiful large feathers almost all fell off and the embarrassed body was covered with various scars, which were tightly held by a thin iron chain that changed its size.
He buried his head and neck in his wings, letting Yuan Xiang carefully pick him up and get on Nan He’s back.
In Xianle Palace, Master Miao sat in front of his white jade plate. In the microscopic world of the jade plate, he could see a small white spot on the vast expanse of land flying toward the south. When they crossed, Dushuo had the ability to block peeping, so soon the little white dot gradually began to merge with the earth and disappear.
But Master Miao still stared at the vast world in the plate for a long time. In front of him was kneeling a female demon with a human face and a snake body, holding up an empty small sandalwood box with both hands. He stretched out his fingers to gently flick the lock plate on the box and the lock plate made a thin metal sound. There were originally several purple high-order talismans in that box, but they were all gone.
Purple symbol was not easy to draw. It not only required expensive and rare materials, but also consumed a lot of effort to paint. It was not a matter of one day. It was difficult for the disciples of Xianle Palace to get a piece of purple gifted by this self-defense talisman.
“Haohan, did I fall into the little girl’s trap? Did they just want to rescue Dushuo?”
“No, you are thinking a lot.” The apostle with golden eyes in the dark replied, “That Taoist and Dushuo only met once and they fought fiercely. If not, the last time they came here, that little Sirius would not nervously break through the barrier.”
Master Miao snorted softly, “All demons are the same.”
He closed the box and swung back at the vixen.
His eldest disciple Yun Xuan knelt outside the door and told him, “Shifu, His Majesty is hosting a banquet in the palace. He has been waiting for a long time. He sent a palace envoy to urge you several times.”
“I got it,” Master Miao replied casually and stood up lazily. Taoist Tong came in with the robe of the national teacher and helped him change his clothes.
“Don’t you want to go?” Haohan said in a low voice.
“Those people are boring, they are afraid of me and want to benefit from me.” He adjusted his sleeves, “Compared to these so-called people, I would rather stay with you demons. At least, you are plain enemies.”
“Then why do you have to stay in such noisy Jingdu?”
Why did he have to live in Jingdu ?
Master Miao lowered his eyelashes. It was the most lively place in the world, crowded with people and flowers blooming. It seems that only in such a noisy place, the long years would not be so empty and boring.
In the magnificent imperial palace with silk and bamboo, golden cups and jade lanterns were spread frequently.
When the news of the national teacher’s arrival came in, the bustle and noise suddenly stopped.
Wearing a crown on his head and a blue satin girdle, the national teacher was there. The color was like a spring flower, the shape was like an orchid.
Even the emperor personally came down from the dragon seat to welcome him.
The emperor with a decayed air of death was supported by his attendants, leading the civil and military officials to greet him eagerly.
“My heart is relieved since the national teacher is here.”
The aging emperor looked at the young national teacher with eagerness and expectation. Compared with his arrival, the current emperor was more eager to find the secret of longevity from the immortal teacher.
He also ignored the dignity of the emperor and warmly welcomed the Taoist Master Miao.
The hall was extremely empty and the young minister, who was sitting far away in the corner, whispered quietly with the close servants around him, “The teacher looks so young. Even His Majesty went personally to welcome him.”
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yarnie
DEMN DUSHUO WAS A CRANEEE?! OH MY HEART<3 I never ever thought of him like that T^T