Demon King's Repayment - chapter 221

The tail that was delivered to the door couldn’t not be touched. Yuan Xiang grabbed the pliable tail and flicked left and right, watching that the pointed silver tail jumped with her movements because it couldn’t hold back.

“Are you in a better mood?”

“Yes.”

Yuan Xiang was much better, and the hairy tail was indeed an artifact to relieve emotions.

“Ah Xiang, don’t worry, I’ll be with you, and one day we can find your master’s whereabouts.” Nan He endured the tingling sensation of electricity, and covered his eyes, “Well… enough…”

Yuan Xiang removed her hand and looked at those eyes that were squiggly because of patience.

“Let’s look for him together. When the time comes, I will introduce you to him, and I will tell him that you are my…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, holding Nan He’s hand in one hand, putting the silver ring into his palm, closing his palm, her face couldn’t help but feel slightly hot.

“Hey, I say you guys should also pay attention. There is no magic array in this scene. The half-hill is full of the smell of Sirius.”

A voice interrupted the two people holding hands.

Meng Zhang’s immature face appeared on the higher rocks.

Yuan Xiang didn’t care too much, took Nan He’s hand and didn’t let go, then turned to look at her, “Is there anything Ah Zhang is looking for?”

Meng Zhang raised her short eyebrows, holding her snow-white cheek in one hand, “I have seen many girls in the world, and each of them is shyer than a rabbit spirit. You are a little special. Ah Yao, that guy, he looks casual, but he’s actually quite good at teaching apprentices.”

When it comes to the master, Yuan Xiang was not modest at all, “Yes, my master taught me very well.”

“That,” Meng Zhang lifted her chin, and motioned to Yuan Xiang’s ring on her finger, “Is it good to use? Let me use it once.”

Yuan Xiang took off the ring and threw it in the air. The silver ring enlarged in the air and turned into the size of a tabletop.

Meng Zhang stretched out her finger and moved a little above the ring, and the silver brilliance within the ring immediately dispersed.

At that moment near noon, the sun should be shining brightly above the earth.

The scenery in the ring was dusty and reckless, dim and ethereal. It was like faint yellow, like eternal night, muddy, not like the world. In the chaos, there were faint castles, towers, and streets. Like a town where human beings lived, there were shadows and crumbs coming and going in the dimness, ghost lights shaking, flickering and disappearing.

The scene swayed along the smoky neighborhood, and Yuan Xiang even saw a familiar face in the lens, which was Han Youzhi’s long-dead mother Liniang.

Yuan Xiang shuddered. All the people living in that place were dead?

Nan He: “This is the capital city, the city of the dead, where ghosts gather.”

The scene paused, the dim world was raining, and there was a man in the rain. The man was old, full of wrinkles, and thin limbs. He was standing in the rain, with his head raised and looking at the sky.

Meng Zhang looked at the figure from behind for a long while, said nothing, turned and left.

The small world, which was still shining brightly just now, suddenly became gloomy. Ming Yang closed her eyes, the sky was overcast, and it started to rain.

“It’s raining, it’s rare,” the maids opened the windows and stretched out their hands to catch the rain.

“But it will clear up soon anyway, right? The weather here changes with the owner’s mood, and the owner has always been very forgetful.”

After a day, the gate would open.

Yuan Xiang had frozen all the skim milk leftover from making the butter, intending to make it into smooth and delicious milk. She wanted to give a taste of all the people there, including those puppet sisters, and thank them for taking care of them.

“Oh, do we have a share?” A maid said happily.

Their bodies were puppets. They relied on the aura of the circulation in that small world, and did not need to draw nutrients from food.

But they also had a sense of taste, and they were very happy to be able to taste fresh and delicious food.

Perhaps the red dragon, when she created this world, was afraid of her child being lonely, so she set up so many real-life puppets in that closed world to accompany her child to grow up.

“Well, there are a lot of materials. Sisters can rest assured and eat,” Yuan Xiang said.

When she came, she planned to use food to attack the blue dragon, so she used a secret method to carry a lot of ingredients, and before she left, she prepared to consume as much as possible.

Yuan Xiang found a clean plate, and everyone worked together to shave out fine icicles from the block of milk ice.

“This ice drink is a common food, but the method is a little bit special.” Meng Zhang squatted on the side of the desk, watching the snow-white ice flakes fall off, reached out and took a piece of ice and tasted it, “The taste is okay, that’s it. It’s a little troublesome to make.”

She was very good at tasting food, as long as the food that had appeared in this world, there was basically nothing that hadn’t been eaten. But she didn’t know anything about food making, and didn’t have the patience to make food.

Yuan Xiang: “There is no ice shaver here. If you have one, you could make a more delicate and better taste, and the speed is also fast.”

Meng Zhang: “What is an ice shaver?”

Yuan Xiang drew on the table to show her, and probably explained the principle.

Soon, two brilliantly glowing and impressive new machines appeared on the table- replacing electricity with Qi into it, which could achieve the same effect as an ice shaver.