Demon King's Repayment - chapter 199

Flocks of seabirds with human faces and bird bodies flew by the coast, wailing and making strange sounds. A merman with scaly fins on his face emerged from the blue sea, holding a gorgeous merman and lined up one by one from the bottom of the sea to shore.

The green smoked silk woven by the merman hung on the head of the pole, and the luminous pearl of the sea demon’s tears was placed in the box. Coral amber, Tridacula agate, piled up like a mountain without money. Sea mussels that could sing, and gems with fantastic patterns were randomly placed in front of the merchants’ stalls. Weird ingredients and rare treasures that were impossible to find in the human world could be found there. Even the reincarnated Yuan Xiang couldn’t help but be amazed by such a unique and dreamy market.

The demons there seemed to live extraordinarily free and easy living. The demons flying close to the ground laughed and the traders in seaweeds in the market were very leisurely playing and singing. Restaurants, tea rooms and bathrooms were set up next to each other along the street, and colorful glazed lamps flying up and down were hung outside the porch.

Females seemed to be relatively rare in this territory, and male courtship behavior was fiery and straightforward. Several female demons wearing splendid neon clothes held up lanterns and chased after them playfully, leaving behind laughter like silver bells, attracting countless male demons on the road to follow them.

The fish-headed water demon showed how rich they were by holding up a strange treasure chest that was salvaged from nowhere. Sitting on the high railing, the siren with her long fishtail swayed the Konghou (chinese harp) and sang a love song for them. There was even a demon of some unknown type who spread out his huge fins like a screen, with bright lights on the fins, and opened more than ten eyes, big and small. Yuan Xiang was almost taken aback by him, and she understood him. During courtship, those who didn’t know would think he was scaring people.

Even Yuan Xiang and Hu Qing, when walking in the bustling streets, could always hear the enthusiastic whistles of the men.

There was a young man wearing colorful feathers, playing the sanxian, dancing cheerfully, and knelt in front of Yuan Xiang on one knee, singing a love song and holding a beautiful conch in his arms.

(Sanxian: A large family of 3-stringed plucked musical instruments, with snakeskin covered wooden sound box and long neck, used in folk music, opera and Chinese orchestra.)

Nan He stretched out his hand from the side, grabbed Yuan Xiang’s waist and pulled her toward him. The upper half of his face had silver needles standing upright, and he barked his teeth in a low guttural sound.

The demon with the beautiful feathers estimated the strength of Nan He and himself, and faded away sullenly, “Have you got a partner? It’s a pity.”

“It’s rare to see a lovely human girl.”

There were also thin voices of discussion nearby.

Nan He embraced Yuan Xiang and refused to let go, releasing a strong smell that belonged to him only. He just wanted to find a private space right away, so that he could have a good time with Xianger, so that her whole body could be clearly stained with his own scent, so that everyone in the world knew that they belonged to each other.

No matter how simple a boy was, after going through personnel affairs, he would quickly grow into a man. Nan He began to have more thoughts about Xiang’er uncontrollably, which gave birth to a stronger desire for monopoly.

Recalling the situation a few days ago, Nan He couldn’t help but feel hot at the tip of his ears. He was so happy that his whole heart was filled, and at the same time, he was annoyed by his youth and ignorance of the world. After being embarrassed, Yuan Xiang had to teach him carefully.

Yuan Xiang was peeking at her little wolf, who was very fierce for a while. He wished to drive away all the opposite sex that approached her. After a while, she didn’t know what he thought of, his face turned red for no reason, and his soft ears stood. 

That night in the forest of Chishi Town would be remembered by Yuan Xiang for the rest of her life. Nan He’s glowing skin under the moonlight, as well as the rolling sweat and the uncontrollable hoarse voice, she would keep them in her heart forever.

Perhaps in this kind of love affair in the human custom, males dominated. It was just a pity that Nan He was pure white paper, while Yuan Xiang was an old driver with 3G videos on her hard drive, so she logically bullied that ignorant powerful demon with joy.

(Old driver: those netizens that have abundant xoxo videos.)

There was a saying that flowers were fragrant and the moon was cloudy. (happiness and fulfilled goal/great relationship in future) 

She only loved spring nights (xoxo). She just hated that she couldn’t have more time at that time to savor his cute and pitiful appearance.

A group of people walked into a restaurant by the road to rest for a meal.

The private room on the second floor was spacious and comfortable. Looking out from the railing, the sea was as calm and beautiful as a huge sapphire. In the distance, a lonely mountain stood between the sea and the sky. The mountain was full of clouds and mist. The mallard birds couldn’t cross, the flying fish couldn’t jump, and the real face of the mountain couldn’t be seen. That was the lair of the ancient beast, and the huge blue dragon may be hovering in it, guarding her billions of treasures to sleep.

Hu Qing sat by the open window and played the pipa in her hand. The melodious sound of the pipa accompanied the waves. A beautiful Kraken jumped out of the water outside the window. With a slender arm, he reached over the windowsill and handed a bright red mountain flower to Hu Qing.

“Thank you,” Hu Qing took the flower and pinned it to her hair. She folded her hands on the railing and talked with the Kraken for a long time.

It was not until the sunset glow dyed the sea red that the Kraken jumped, splashed a large white waves, and returned to the depths of the sea,

“He said that the blue dragon is in the dragon mountain. But her incarnation will come to this place from time to time, to stroll in the market. Some people say it’s a Yaksha with green face and fangs, and some people say it’s the empress in a beaded crown suit. Every time her shape is different, no one knows what the real incarnation of the blue dragon looks like.”

Hu Qing reached out her hand and gently stroked the mountain flower in her hair. she quietly glanced at Dushuo. He was wearing a crane cloak with his hands in his sleeves, still so gentle and quiet.

‘It would be great if he could be a little jealous like Xiao Nan,’ Hu Qing thought regretfully.