The magic envoy who was in charge of welcoming the relatives arrived, and a group of people rushed in, covered Feng Yujia with a hijab, and helped her to walk out.
Feng Yujia's eyes suddenly darkened, her heart tensed and her whole body stiffened.
She was to be sent to the Demon God, a rumored tyrannical, murderous and eccentric deity. Immortals and demons have been opposed to each other since ancient times, if the demon gods can see her true identity...
The consequences could be disastrous.
While Feng Yujia was nervous, she suddenly felt that her arm was being held. A soft voice came from beside him, and whispered to Feng Yujia: "Don't be nervous, we will go to the temple with the escorting team."
After she finished speaking, she asked someone beside her, "Brother, do you think so?"
The man's voice sounded helpless: "Are you going too?"
"Of course." Luo Han suddenly became vigilant and said, "You actually plan to leave me? Brother, you are too quick to like the new and dislike the old."
"Don't talk nonsense." Ling Qingxiao patted Luo Han's head and said with a solemn face, "Don't say such things."
The two began to flirt again. It was clear that Feng Yujia was the one who should be comforted, but now he was left aside and had no sense of existence. She raised her eyebrows helplessly under the hijab and comforted herself, saying that the young man is just about to wake up and his blood is strong, she understands.
In a normal wedding, there will be makeup reminders, personal greetings, and worship, but now that the other party is the devil, all these links are naturally omitted. Feng Yujia paid farewell to the ancestral hall alone, and then got on the float amid the cheers of the crowd.
It is an honor to be a maidservant to the demon god, even if it is a nameless maid and concubine, you have to sit on the float, go around the city for a week and send it to the temple. In this wedding, the two parties are extremely unbalanced. The man does not welcome his relatives, nor does he worship, and even the deity does not even show his face.
Ling Qingxiao was the eldest brother, so he was naturally in the marriage team. As an unloved concubine, Luo Han could not have her share in this kind of appearance, but who made her hug her elder brother's thigh.
Under the jealous eyes of all the sisters, Luo Han boarded the carriage and followed the long procession to the Devil's Palace.
Luo Han's current identity, whose surname is Che, ranks sixth in the family, and has never been paid attention to. The Che family is not a big family, and the house is very far away from the temple. If it wasn't for the generation of a saint from their generation, the Che family would not have the qualifications to meet the devil in their entire life.
Luo Han, as the little transparent sixth miss, is rarely known. Sitting in the rickety carriage, Luo Han slowly pondered in her heart that she left the Middle Ages shortly after the end of the Middle Ages War and returned to the Apocalypse. The era of murals was later than the Middle Ages, and it had entered the ancient times. Logically, the people inside didn't know her.
But it is hard to guarantee that there are soldiers and soldiers who participated in the war that year around the Demon God. If they recognize Luo Han's face, it will be bad. However, Feng Yujia was sent to the Devil's Palace, so Luo Han had to follow her. Once he came to the Devil's Palace, he would inevitably have to meet many old friends.
This is an unsolvable situation. Luo Han is glad that Miss Six is a silent and cowardly character. After a while, she will not look weird under the pretext of being afraid of people covering her face. Luo Han was thinking about how to cover her face when her car door was pushed open.
Ling Qingxiao pushed the door against the light and shadow and entered. After he came in, he locked the carriage with his backhand and placed restrictions on the doors and windows. He is familiar with this set of movements, locking the door and closing the window one-stop, just as skilled as he was when he opened the window in Hualou.
Luo Han clicked his tongue and said, "In broad daylight, bright and clear, do you want to conspire?"
Ling Qingxiao sat opposite Luo Han, and when he heard her words, his face did not change, but his hand suddenly grabbed Luo Han's arm and pulled her into his arms. Luo Han was caught off guard, and Xiao Xiao exclaimed, "What are you doing?"
Ling Qingxiao has added a mute restriction to the surroundings, and is not afraid of the sound. Ling Qingxiao trapped Luo Han on her lap with her backhand, and said with a smile, "This is a conspiracy."
Luo Han was placed on Ling Qingxiao's lap, his arm was held by him with one hand, and the whole person was locked between Ling Qingxiao's arms. Luo Han struggled and found that he was completely powerless to resist.
Her mana has been weakened, and now she is a weak concubine, who can't match the strength of a man. Luo Han gave up struggling, but lay down comfortably and said, "Brother deliberately avoids the eyes and ears of others. It's useless to call for help if you think about it. If that's the case, what brother wants to do, then do it."
Luo Han said that although these were jokes, they also contained some sense of fearlessness. She knew that Ling Qingxiao would not do anything, so she was rather unscrupulous. Ling Qingxiao looked at the person on her lap, and nodded suddenly: "Okay. My sister invited me, but my brother was disrespectful."
Ling Qingxiao said and held her hand, leaning towards her. Luo Han panicked for a moment, but more than that, he had the chance to win. She didn't hide, and Ling Qingxiao didn't hide either. As the two got closer, they could feel each other's breathing.
Luo Han couldn't bear it anymore, she wanted to step back, but only then did she realize that her hands were imprisoned and her legs couldn't exert any strength. Luo Han blinked, looked directly into Ling Qingxiao's eyes, and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think?"
This posture made Luo Han instinctively uneasy, but she had an inexplicable confidence in her heart. She was still winning, and said, "You won't."
No man could stand the agitation in such a situation, especially Ling Qingxiao, who had been planning for a long time, immediately leaned over to cover Luo Han's lips, and drove straight in. Luo Han's lower lip was bitten, but she couldn't react, until she felt that Ling Qingxiao seemed to be testing her teeth, and finally came back to her senses.
She immediately went to push Ling Qingxiao, but her hands were tied to the carriage, and her waist was half-dangling. Ling Qingxiao only needed a little force to break free.
Luo Han dodged and couldn't dodge, struggled and struggled, biting Ling Qingxiao's lips in anger. Ling Qingxiao ignored it completely, instead, taking advantage of the gap between her teeth, she gently lifted her teeth.
When the two separated, Ling Qingxiao's lower lip was already bloodshot. He didn't care, but stared at Luo Han's lips that became red and wet, not knowing what he was thinking.
Luo Han was struggling with his wrist again, but this time he finally pulled it out smoothly. As soon as she was free, she hurriedly helped the carriage to sit up and distanced herself from Ling Qingxiao. Although Ling Qingxiao imprisoned her just now, she did not hurt Luo Han. She moved her wrist and said angrily, "Why does it restrict me but not you?"
Luo Han fought against Ling Qingxiao with the power of a mortal, how could he be against him. The blood on Ling Qingxiao's lips condensed into a thin strand. He was originally as clear as snow, but now his lips are dyed bright red, which instantly lit up his face.
Yan is very close to the demon, and even full of lust.
With the big action just now, Luo Han's hair spread out. Ling Qingxiao reached out and brushed Luo Han's broken hair, then moved her fingers down, sliding along the hair to her neck, lingering on her chin: "It may be because of a conflict of laws."
Luo Han was a little itchy, grabbed Ling Qingxiao's finger, and asked, "What are you doing here? Could it be this?"
Ling Qingxiao even nodded. Luo Han was speechless for a while, Ling Qingxiao smiled softly, sat beside her, put his arms around her, and said, "I came here because I wanted to talk to you about the murals."
Luo Han was surprised and didn't even care about Ling Qingxiao's movements: "Do you know what painting this is?"
"The picture of Che's worship." Ling Qingxiao said, "I had some guesses when I was outside, but the incident happened suddenly, and I was involved before I could say anything. After I came in, I heard that they called themselves Che's, and I was sure. already."
"The picture of the Che family worshiping the gods." Luo Han muttered to himself, and then humbly asked for advice, "What is this about?"
Ling Qingxiao's brows moved slightly, revealing a meaningful expression: "Tell me about the death of the devil."
Luo Han frowned and blurted out, "What?"
"I originally thought that this was a different version of the legend. There are many schools of demon beliefs, and some sects will make different adaptations of miracles and legends in order to enhance their persuasion. Before today, I originally thought that the Che family worshipped gods. The picture is just one of the compilations.”
Luo Han looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for his next words. Ling Qingxiao didn't give a shit, and said directly: "The general plot of the Che family's worship of the gods is as you can see. The Che family gave birth to a saint and was consecrated to the temple. On the night of the banquet, the Che family's daughter did not wait for the devil to come, because The devil disappeared inexplicably. After the devil left, the devils could not find the reason for the disappearance of the devil, so they painted the incident into a mural, prayed day and night, and hoped that the devil would change his mind and come back to them again."
Luo Han was shocked when she heard it, she remembered the red dress of the woman and asked, "The girl from the Che family at the wedding..."
"I was placed on the altar, the blood vessels were cut open, and the blood was drained to death. Not only the eldest daughter of the Che family, but all the other daughters of the Che family were used as sacrifices, offering blood to the gods, bleeding to death."
Luo Han thought of her role as the sixth daughter of the Che family, and Feng Yujia in the wedding car in front of her, with a heavy heart.
Luo Han finally understood and murmured: "No wonder there is such a strong sense of death on the altar, no wonder the fresco will spawn ghost butterflies, it turns out that it is all because of the sacrifice of living people. In this way, this mural is extremely ominous, we can't stay for a long time. , must find a way to leave."
"It's natural." Ling Qingxiao said, "According to my guess, forcibly breaking away from the murals may trigger a ban. This kind of murals using human sacrifices is extremely suffocating, and after being buried in the ground for so many years, there is no way to prevent any changes. It is best not to forcefully leave unless it is a last resort.”
Luo Han nodded: "Okay. What shall we do next?"
"The picture of the Che family worshiping the gods is roughly divided into four parts, namely, the marriage, the feast, the fall of the gods, and the resurrection. Just now in the Che family was the first part, and we are now between the first part and the second part. It is estimated that it will not take long. will reach the Devil's Palace."
Luo Han nodded, if he understood something. She thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "How did the devil die?"
Ling Qingxiao's face was serious, and she slowly shook her head: "I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you when I get to the Devil's Palace after verification."
Ling Qingxiao will not aim at nothing, he said that there are guesses, so many, eight and nine are inseparable. Luo Han put this matter aside, and changed to another important topic: "You have been on the frontline of the Middle Ages for five hundred years and participated in many battles. It is estimated that many people from the Demon Race know you. Now that the Demon God is still alive, you can't protect others. Also alive. If you go to the Demon Temple, will you…”
Luo Han only spent three years on the medieval battlefield, and spent most of the time cultivating in the mountains, and not many people knew her. However, Ling Qingxiao led the troops into the battle and went deep into the front line. There must be many people who have seen Ling Qingxiao.
Ling Qingxiao also thought about this problem, he shook his head and said: "It's okay. Avoiding is useless, and facing difficulties is the solution. The mystery of leaving the mural may lie in these people, no matter what, I will personally know it. meet them."
That's all for now. Luo Han was still talking about the mural just now, but suddenly changed the subject without warning and asked, "How is the wound on your mouth, does it still hurt?"
After being reminded by Luo Han, Ling Qingxiao remembered that she had an injury on her lips. He didn't care and said, "It's healed."
"Really?" Luo Han was suspicious, "There is blood on it."
Luo Han stretched out his hand and gently touched Ling Qingxiao's wound. I couldn't see it with my eyes, but when I touched it now, Luo Han realized that the wound had really healed. Only dried blood was left on his lips, which looked like a wound, so he confused Luo Han.
Luo Han's fingers touched Ling Qingxiao's lips, and there was a tingling feeling. Ling Qingxiao reached out to hold Luo Han's restless hand, and suddenly jumped to another irrelevant topic: "You said that there are three steps in love. Now, are we all done?"
Luo Han recalled what she once said. In order to stabilize Ling Qingxiao, she said that you must fall in love before you can get married, and that love has to go through steps such as holding hands, hugging, and kissing. She said casually at the time, but Ling Qingxiao really used a ruler to measure her.
Luo Han was embarrassed and forced to explain: "It can't be counted like this."
"Which step doesn't count?" Ling Qingxiao asked back, his eyes fixed on her, quite a bit of a posture that Luo Han immediately made up for after he said it.
Luo Han hesitated for a while, then suddenly rhetoric: "Who said it's done, there are still several steps left."
A smile appeared in Ling Qingxiao's eyes, but there was no obvious expression on his face, and asked, "Which step is still there?"
Luo Han said several steps, but Ling Qingxiao directly asked which step. Luo Han was silent for a moment, then twisted his arm hard.
The dragon clan has rough skin and thick flesh, Ling Qingxiao didn't care about this strength, he was even worried that Luo Han would hurt himself. Seeing that she was relieved, Ling Qingxiao quickly held her hand and guarded it carefully: "Be careful that you hit your nails. Didn't it hurt?"
Luo Han shook his head and said no, with her movements, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the sound of ritual music suddenly became louder.
Although he didn't see it, Luo Han knew that the temple had arrived.
When the wedding team arrived at the temple, Ling Qingxiao, the eldest brother, finally remembered his obligation and went outside to walk the process. When he opened the door, people outside were startled when they saw Dalang-Jun coming out of Miss Six's carriage.
The attendants didn't even know when Dalang-Jun entered.
Next, there will be a feast in the magic palace, which is also the climax of the whole painting-Elysium. The family of the bridegroom was also to attend the banquet. Luo Han walked in among the crowd, and when his eyes moved, he saw an acquaintance.
No wonder they never found Feng Yuchen. It turned out that he was sent to the Demon Temple to become a trainee messenger.
Luo Han thought about it for a while, and felt that this mural matched the identity really accurately. Feng Yuchenyi is a master of arrogance and a low-handed man, just like the emissary of the demon race, and with his ability, he can only be a trainee.
Even if the car family has a saint, but in the eyes of the magic temple, the identity is still very unpopular. The car family is nominally her family's family, but the seat is in a very back corner. But this was just right for Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao. The two of them chose a seat by the window and backlit, and sat low-key.
All the ceremonies of the demons were at night, and the auspicious time had come. Feng Yujia took off her hijab and walked into the hall with her long clothes. She walked to the front of the steps in front of everyone's attention, half-knelt on the ground, and submissively accepted the judgment of the demon priest. Demon priests can face the demon gods. They have a very high status in the demon race. Standing in the middle of the high platform, he said a lot of things such as being able to serve the gods is their honor, and then they must be obedient and loyal to the gods. Finally, he took out a pen. , lightly click on Feng Yujia's eyebrows, and the etiquette is complete.
A flame-like red logo appeared between Feng Yujia's eyebrows, which was the symbol of the saintess. Only the saintess' eyebrows had red holy fire. The audience made envious voices, Feng Yujia's task was completed, and she was supported by a group of people to the dormitory, and soon disappeared.
Before Feng Yujia left, she quickly glanced at the positions of Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao. Luo Han nodded lightly at Feng Yujia, indicating that Feng Yujia should not be impatient. After a while, the devil will appear, and they will go to the new house to help Feng Yujia.
Feng Yujia was relieved and her shoulders relaxed slightly. Feng Yujia's figure quickly disappeared, and after the saint left, the people in the hall had no scruples and started to play freely.
Luo Han watched helplessly as the men and women at the table in front of them talked, their hands reaching into each other's shirts. Luo Han was shocked. When she turned around, she found that the same was true in other places. Everyone was lying or standing, their clothes were half-undressed, and there were even gasps from the shadows.
She thought that the last time she attended the banquet in Lei Lie City was chaotic enough, but she did not expect that the banquet in the ancient times would not be covered up.
Ling Qingxiao quickly covered Luo Han's eyes and said, "The air here is not good, let's go out."
They sit on the border and sneak out of the temple very conveniently. But after coming out, there were more and more ambiguous gasps, and people fighting in the field could be seen everywhere.
Luo Han was shocked again, Ling Qingxiao's face was very bad, he put his sleeves around Luo Han's eyes and ears, and said, "Let's move to another place."
Luo Han held back a smile and said, "I'm afraid there are wild mandarin ducks everywhere in the devil temple now, let's go directly to Feng Yujia."
Ling Qingxiao nodded. The two of them followed the direction Feng Yujia left and walked towards the dormitory. The demon god indulged in sensuality, there were about ten places in the sleeping hall alone, Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao didn't know which one Feng Yujia went to, so they could only search one by one.
The dormitory group is continuous and covers a wide area. The corridors are painted with colorful paintings, all of which are all kinds of male and female movements. Luo Han walked all the way and sighed sincerely: "There is a specialization in the art industry. In terms of pleasure, it is still a specialization in demons."
Living in such an environment, it is not difficult to guess how the people of the Demon Temple usually live. Ling Qingxiao coughed and said, "You are still young, don't look at this kind of thing."
"Whoever said I'm young, I'm already twenty-one years old. Ordinary people can get married at the age of fifteen, even the sisters of the Che family, and their physical age is only sixteen or seventeen. This is a normal thing."
Whether it was eighteen or twenty-one, it made no difference to Ling Qingxiao. However, he secretly expanded the murals in his mind. Every time he came to the devil world, he could broaden a lot of theoretical knowledge.
The two of them passed through the corridor and just turned the corner when they suddenly saw someone walking with a lamp on the opposite side. The person surrounded by them was the Demon God.
Ling Qingxiao immediately hugged Luo Han and hid in the shadows. The devil turned around when he heard the voice, and the attendant beside him raised his voice and asked, "Who?"
A messenger was instructed to quickly run over to check. After the demon messenger came to the corridor, both sides were empty and there was no one. The emissary of the demon race was secretly vigilant. He took two steps in the corridor and suddenly pushed open the door beside him.
A couple of men and women inside were awakened, their clothes were disheveled, the woman hurriedly found clothes that covered her body, and the man stood up and looked at the magician in horror. Seeing that it was his familiar face, the envoy was suspicious and asked, "Why are you here?"
The man hesitated: "Sir, we... we..."
Needless to say, the magician also knows why. With sharp eyes, he slowly swept across the room and asked, "Are you two alone here? Did anyone come in just now?"
The man turned his head, looked at the empty window at the back, and the heavy hanging curtains, and said, "No."
The magician slowly paced the room, he suddenly lifted the black and red curtain next to him, but there was no one inside. The magic envoy was a little surprised, and he lifted it a few times, but found nothing.
The magician thought that he might be too tense, and he began to be suspicious. The magician was relieved and walked slowly towards the door.
Ling Qingxiao surrounded Luo Han and urgently moved the place. They had just moved away when the magic envoy opened the place just now. Luo Han thought it was dangerous, she clinged to the wall and hid in the curtains quietly.
The curtains of the demons are gorgeous and thick, and they do not transmit light. The light inside the curtains is dim, and even the faces in front of them are blurred. Ling Qingxiao was listening intently to the movement outside, her eyes focused and her lips slightly pursed. Luo Han stared at Ling Qingxiao's smooth and light jawline, suddenly had a bad idea, and reached out to tease Ling Qingxiao's Adam's apple.
Ling Qingxiao was suddenly pulled back to his senses, he glanced at Luo Han helplessly, and held Luo Han's hand firmly. Luo Han couldn't move his hands, so he stood on tiptoe and kissed Ling Qingxiao's lips.
Ling Qingxiao glanced at Luo Han faintly and couldn't bear it. At this time, the demon envoy was already standing at the door and said to the pair of men and women who were caught raped, "This is the devil's palace. You are so bold, you dare to defile the place of the devil. Go outside!"
The man responded quickly, and the two ran away with hands and feet. After the people left, the magic envoy looked around and saw that there was nothing left out, and went back to his life with peace of mind.
After the people left, Luo Han was about to leave the curtain, but just as he moved his shoulders, he was held down. Ling Qingxiao stared at her closely and whispered, "Why don't you try it now?"
After hearing for a long time that the Dragon Clan held revenge, Luo Han thought to himself that he might have played a big game this time. With a straight face, she said with a serious face: "Don't make trouble, the devil is going to the dormitory soon, we have to hurry up and save Feng Yujia."
"No hurry." Ling Qingxiao said, bowing her head and saying, "I just saw a picture, I have been puzzled, just to ask you to clear up your confusion."
Luo Han's eyes widened, and he was about to question what picture he saw when someone grabbed his lips. Luo Han felt that Ling Qingxiao had really supplemented his theoretical knowledge. He pressed his lips tightly, wandered around, and tried every angle before he stopped.
Luo Han was about to suffocate at this time, Ling Qingxiao leaned against Luo Han's forehead and panted, and there was something in her eyes: "So that's how it is."
He even went by analogy and figured out many other descriptions. Luo Han finally breathed evenly, and when he heard the words, he punched Ling Qingxiao bitterly.
"Get out of the way, I'm going to do business."
When Luo Han talked about business, Ling Qingxiao only thought that Feng Yujia was still alone in the Devil's Dorm.
The author has something to say: Ling Qingxiao: No hurry.
Feng Yujia: ... ? ?