Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Meeting in White 

Lin Xuanyan was covered in blood. He stood in front of Lu Jiajing, his right arm hanging down almost without strength. The ancient arm was stained with blood and glowed with a terrifying light. 

Every time he swung the sword, it was like drawing water from a dry well, as if he would collapse with the next strike, but he tried his best to swing the sword again, one sword after another. 

But there is always an end. 

The violent energy in ancient times was constantly attacking him. He held the sword in his hand, his five fingers were connected to his heart, and the sword energy was poured into his body, causing him great pain. 

Green liquid mixed with blood splashed onto his robe. He had already lost consciousness. He stood in front of Lu Jiajing with only one thought, and every time he raised his arms, it felt like a thousand pounds. 

And above the city walls and below the city gates, all one could see were green monsters. 

Death was so close, and his vision was already blurry. 

He swung his sword again. 

When the sword fell, he knew he could no longer lift his hand. 

Just when the sword was handed out, the field of vision was filled with light. 

It was as if a thick fog suddenly came and enveloped me, and all I could see was a vast expanse of fog. 

In the thick fog, he saw a pair of familiar eyes. 

Those eyes are like the stream under the spring bridge, like rouge on the snowy plain. 

He couldn't even tell who it was. 

I just feel extremely at peace. 

A pair of arms embraced him, it was the sea embracing him. 

Gudai suddenly dropped the weapon to the ground, but he didn't care at all. 

Since he started practicing swordsmanship, he never let go of his sword, because only with a sword in his hand can he feel at ease. No matter whether the sword is good or bad, he will always carry it with him, as if possessed by a demon. 

But now that the sword had left his hand, he felt that he didn't care. 

Because he saw the sword intent in the sky and the pair of gentle eyes. 

Just one glance and it's like seeing all the stars in the world. 

The consciousness is vague, as if nothing is aware of. 

When the foggy sword intent in front of him completely dissipated, Lin Xuanyan could vaguely see the scene. 

The ruins of Qingcheng were littered with corpses, and the huge city walls were shattered and completely destroyed, forming an extremely large gap from left to right. 

The cut surface was extremely neat, and the sword's intent was harmonious and natural as it slashed across. 

A woman in white hangs above the ruins, her white dress blowing snow like the wind. 

After striking out with the sword that could destroy the city, the female swordsman turned and rushed towards Lin Xuanyan, her snow-white robe wrapping him. 

Lin Xuanyan looked at the picturesque features, and the eyes were like an empty mountain washed by fresh rain. 

"Here I am." His voice was hoarse and difficult. 

A gentle breath flowed into his body, repairing his broken internal organs. The woman looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes. She whispered, "Don't talk. I'll heal you." 

Lin Xuanyan coughed a few times. His face was covered in blood, but his expression was extremely gentle. "It looks really good." 

Pei Yuhan's face turned slightly red, and she still shouted: "Don't talk, do you hear me?" 

Lin Xuanyan really stopped talking and just looked at her quietly. After the bleeding gradually stopped and his mood gradually calmed down, Pei Yuhan began to heal Lu Jiajing. 

Lu Jiajing's clothes were torn, revealing a large area of ​​skin that looked three times whiter than snow. The female sword fairy's eyes fell on a certain spot, looked for a while, and quickly looked away. 

She pressed her fingers on several key acupoints of Lu Jiajing and began to transfer her Qi. 

From beginning to end, Lin Xuanyan's eyes were on her. 

Pei Yuhan felt uncomfortable being stared at. She glanced at Lin Xuanyan and asked, "Am I that good-looking?" 

Lin Xuanyan nodded: "It looks good." 

"Then..." Pei Yuhan paused and asked, "Who is prettier, me or her?" 

"..." 

"Hmm?" Pei Yuhan refused to let it go. 

Lin Xuanyan looked at her face and felt that she looked more and more beautiful. She was beautiful not only in her appearance, but in every aspect. At this moment, the sword intent she exuded was completely different from that day in Chengjun City. 

The dejected aura in the sword had long since dissipated, and now it was like a winter willow sprouting new buds, and the spring breeze was blowing, naturally full of vigor and vitality. 

Lin Xuanyan said naturally: "Of course Yuhan is the prettiest." 

Pei Yuhan glanced at him indifferently, but a hint of smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, vaguely like a lingering breeze. 

After helping Lu Jiajing repair her damaged heart, she was still unconscious, but her chest and breathing became more stable. 

Pei Yuhan sat next to Lin Xuanyan, and the two of them stared at each other silently. One pair of eyes was as calm as the ancient ink in the inkstone, and the other pair of eyes was as clear as the blue water. The reflection of each other in the eyes was clear and blurred. 

Lin Xuanyan smiled and said, "Am I that good-looking?" 

Pei Yuhan looked at him, and a tear fell from her eye socket. Soon, the tears fell one by one on the white skirt, breaking into crystal petals. 

In an instant, she burst into tears. 

Lin Xuanyan was at a loss for a moment. 

He reached out his hands to hold her face. 

Pei Yuhan grabbed his wrist, leaned forward, and hugged him all of a sudden, wrapping her arms around his body tightly. She leaned her head firmly on his shoulder, as if she never wanted to separate. Her tears wet his left shoulder. 

Pei Yuhan's hands dug deep into his back, wrinkling his shirt and revealing the lines on his fingers. 

Lin Xuanyan patted her back gently and whispered her name. 

Pei Yuhan just kept crying and crying. 

All the grievances accumulated in my heart these days were dissolved in tears, and the sufferings I had endured for five hundred years were just a short cry. 

A large part of Lin Xuanyan's right shoulder was soaked with tears. The warm tears fell on his body, but it was like ice, so cold that it was heartbreaking. 

I don't know how many nights the lonely girl sat alone in the Biluo Palace, wearing simple plain clothes, opening her arms to the lonely night, as if she could hug someone in the night. 

But her embrace was always cold and empty. When the wind suddenly broke through the window and rustled the pages of the book, she would suddenly remember that parting is parting, and missing is missing. 

Five hundred years have passed, and the girl has grown up. 

Looking back, it seems to be only as long as that small street on that snowy night. Perhaps life is just like this, with one step deep and one step shallow. 

Pei Yuhan's tears gradually dried up, leaving only sobs. 

Her pupils were red, and she had so many words stuck in her throat, but she was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. How could she say them? 

She was no longer the little girl who asked him questions, and he was no longer the same person he used to be. 

The white horse gallops through the gap between fingers, the mountains and rivers are still changing, let alone human nature. 

Even though we can no longer remember what we once looked like, it is still so good to meet each other again. 

"Yuhan." Lin Xuanyan whispered in her ear: "It's been so many years, aren't you tired? Aren't you stupid?" 

Pei Yuhan whispered: "So stupid." 

"I'm sorry." Lin Xuanyan said. 

Pei Yuhan shook her head and said, "You are not allowed to leave this time." 

"I'm not leaving." Lin Xuanyan said softly. 

"Master..." the woman in white said softly to the young man, "Is it you?" 

Lin Xuanyan didn't say anything. 

She buried her head deeper, whispering to her master. 

... 

On the city wall that was covered with green liquid, many faces gradually emerged, and the old chief of the Qing tribe was among them. 

Many of the elders of the Juqing tribe had wrinkles all over their faces, and their faces were as old as ancient sculptures. 

Lin Xuanyan and Pei Yuhan stood up together and looked at the figures that appeared on the top of the city. 

No fear. 

The leader of the Green Demon Clan said coldly: "What a great Saint. The human race is lucky to have such a swordsman. But his coming to our city today is a great misfortune for the human race." 

Pei Yuhan sneered: "Can you stop me?" 

"We may not be able to do it alone." The clan leader's tone became increasingly cold, "But I have just sent out an order, and the entire northern demon tribe and the major demon kings are rushing here. You will definitely not be able to return today." 

"The war between humans and demons hasn't even started yet, and you're going to die like this?" Pei Yuhan asked. 

The leader of the Green Demon Clan said: "The war between the human and demon clans is inevitable. If we kill you today, the number of deaths in the demon clan will be at least ten times less in the future." 

"Since you cannot surrender to the Demon Lord, how can you be called a demon army? Or..." Pei Yuhan suddenly realized, "Or are you ready to surrender at any time, and all you need is a reasonable condition?" 

The Green Demon Clan leader had a sinister smile on his face. 

Lin Xuanyan glanced at Pei Yuhan and shook his head calmly. 

"Today, you two, master and disciple, will become a pair..." The Green Demon Clan leader smiled and said playfully, "Become a pair of star-crossed mandarin ducks." 

As soon as the Green Demon Clan leader finished speaking, he fell backwards and fell into the ancient city. At the same time, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and evil spirits suddenly rose up all over the ground. Countless green vines grew on the green liquid, spreading wildly, like countless green octopuses buried underground, waving their tentacles and baring their fangs and claws. All he could see was green. 

Only around the soles of Pei Yuhan's feet, there was a circle of sharp sword formation naturally stimulated by sword energy, and those green vines would be crushed in an instant if they were touched. 

Pei Yuhan asked: "Are you okay?" 

Lin Xuanyan shook his head: "Not very good. And Lu Jiajing needs someone to take care of her." 

This meant that she had to stay close to the two seriously injured people and could not rush into the dilapidated ancient city with a sword and kill them at will. 

This will inevitably put us in a passive position, and when the demon army from the north gathers, the situation will become increasingly difficult. 

Elder Qing Yao looked at Pei Yuhan, who was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, from a distance, and his eyes were filled with his peerless heroic spirit. 

How about using her as a starter before getting Shao Shenyun? 

But he quickly gave up the idea. 

The Saint Realm is no different from other realms. If you cannot kill him, giving him a moment's breathing space will lead to endless troubles. 

Pei Yuhan used the place where he stood as the center, and the sword formation spread out to the surroundings, forming a perfect circle. 

The circle seemed to have countless small swords flying around it at high speed. The sword formation became larger and larger, twisting around madly. In an instant, the wreckage was all over the ground, a horrifying mess. 

The leader of the Qing Yao clan watched all this indifferently. 

No matter how powerful the sword formation is, even though the power of the Saint Realm is as vast as the ocean, human power still has its limits. 

The dark clouds in the sky are getting heavier and heavier, as if they are going to crush the world into dust. 

However, in this battle, half of the Green Demons were annihilated, which meant that they had no capital to challenge Shao Shenyun. 

After this battle, the northern demon tribe will certainly suffer heavy losses. 

What would he have to negotiate with Shao Shenyun? Would he just have to give in? 

Thinking of this, he felt a little unhappy. 

All these bad emotions fell on those three people. 

No matter what, they will be torn into pieces today. 

Lin Xuanyan stood beside Pei Yuhan and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about me. I will definitely be dragged to death if I continue like this. Go and kill that old green demon. I have recovered some of my strength, so there should be no problem." 

"I don't believe it." Pei Yuhan said bluntly: "We finally meet again, I won't leave this time no matter what." 

"Master has given orders, and I have to obey. I order you to kill him." Lin Xuanyan said solemnly. 

Pei Yuhan was shocked, but soon she became firm. She smiled and said, "Then I will not obey you for once." 

"Don't you remember the sect's rules?" 

"That's for the future. Anyway, I'm not leaving." 

"You're really not leaving?" 

"No." Pei Yuhan said firmly. 

"Evil disciple..." Lin Xuanyan smiled helplessly: "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. Then wait a little longer." 

Wait a minute, what can we expect? 

Lin Xuanyan subconsciously looked towards the black cloud. 

Pei Yuhan was more perceptive and had already looked towards a certain part of the black cloud earlier. 

The Qing clan leader who was secretly calculating suddenly stopped, and his determined face gradually became solemn. 

Above the sky, dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it. 

Among them, there is a red sun, dazzling and unparalleled. 

Then the dark clouds around us suddenly dissipated, and afterwards the sky became clear and blue. 

The leader of the Qing tribe trembled all over. He looked at the person coming from the black cloud with a look of disbelief. 

The dark clouds that were as solid as a city wall gradually thinned out, and beams of light came through, cutting the clouds into pieces. 

The person who came was already standing in front of Pei Yuhan, without even glancing at them, leaving only the back of a person in red clothes and skirt. 

"Shao Shenyun..." Under the tall building, the skinny old man suddenly laughed wildly. 

Shao Shenyun looked at him with an indifferent expression: "Now in the entire northern region, only your northern demon tribe is unwilling to surrender. I heard that the green demons are very powerful in the north. Since you are the leader of the northern tribe, I wonder if you can represent the northern demons?" 

The head of the Green Demon clan laughed and said, "You know that we Green Demons cannot be killed. Even if we turn into mud, we can still be reborn next year. You can't negotiate with life and death, so what threats can you use?" 

When talking about life and death, Shao Shenyun's eyes seemed to be filled with fog, and her cold words suddenly added a bit of murderous intent, but in the end she said indifferently: "Cultivating and starting over again, with shattered memories, is it any different from death?" 

The head of the Green Demon Clan laughed and said, "Our clan is blessed by nature. Although we cannot reach the great immortality cultivated by Master Demon, we can still be considered a small immortality. Our souls reincarnate for thousands of years, and the mysteries involved are not to be told to outsiders." 

"Outsider?" Shao Shenyun glanced at him and said, "So the clan leader is unwilling to surrender?" 

The Green Demon Clan leader smiled but said nothing. 

Shao Shenyun said: "The Green Demon Clan may not be able to be killed, but the other demon clans in the north are dead once they die." 

Zhang Wendao of the Green Demon Clan said, "The North is different from the Southwest, where many demons live together. The North is so vast that even for you, Shao Shenyun, it will take a lot of effort to recover it. This gives the Xuanyuan Dynasty time to take precautions. If the Demon Lord goes south, it will be a big problem." 

Shao Shenyun asked, "Then what do you say?" 

The leader of the Green Demon Clan suddenly laughed evilly and said, "How about if Master Demon gives himself to me, I will give you a map of the north, which will show where all kinds of demons live, where their forces are distributed, and all the natural barriers and underground tunnels." 

Shao Shenyun suddenly smiled and said, "Is that the only condition?" 

The leader of the Green Demon Clan was stunned. He had only said it carelessly, but now he was a little excited: "If the Demon Lord agrees, I will give you the Northern Map with both hands. How about that?" 

"I didn't expect you to be so infatuated with me." Shao Shenyun said faintly. 

The leader of the Green Demon Clan laughed and said, "Since I first saw Master Demon, I have been obsessed with you and have been thinking about you day and night. I have been distracted." 

Shao Shenyun nodded: "I feel distracted..." 

She suddenly stretched out a finger into the air, and swiped it from right to left, as if gently wiping her neck. 

Her magic power did not surge, her red skirt did not flutter, and no broken lines of the void appeared in front of her. 

But at that moment, the smiling Green Demon Clan leader suddenly turned into a green hurricane and quickly retreated. Countless green vines rose from the ground and turned into dense nets, blocking his way. 

"It turns out that not being afraid of death is also fake." Shao Shenyun said quietly. 

She made a light stroke, and after a vague cut, her body shook, disappearing and reappearing briefly at the same spot. 

At the same time, a thunderous scream broke out in my ears. 

"If you kill me, there will be no chance for the millions of green demons to submit to the Northern Territory again!" 

Shao Shenyun remained unmoved, and his bright red fists were like thunder and rain. With a loud rumbling sound, the already dilapidated city wall collapsed. 

A green light rose into the sky, and a huge tree appeared out of nowhere in the Green Demon City. Although it was lush and leafy, the leaves and wood had lost their luster and texture. 

Lin Xuanyan and the others could tell at a glance that it was the true form of the green demon. 

And the green light that escaped was his soul. 

What a distracted person! 

Shao Shenyun let the green figure flee further away, without giving chase. 

"Why don't you just wipe out the roots? That doesn't seem like your style as a demon lord." Lin Xuanyan asked. 

Shao Shenyun didn't even look at him, but sneered: "Does he think he can escape?" 

After turning around, Shao Shenyun's eyes fell on Pei Yuhan, who subconsciously made an ancient sword stance, as if facing a powerful enemy. 

"Not bad." Shao Shenyun looked at her and nodded: "The sword heart is broken and the mirror is reunited, breaking the five decays and becoming a sword. You are now qualified to bargain with me." 

Pei Yuhan said coldly: "Do you want to fight us to the death here?" 

Shao Shenyun shook her head and said, "Shenyun just wants to invite you to sit in the Demon Palace of Jiewang Mountain. If you don't agree, we can fight with swords." 

Pei Yuhan sneered: "Do you think we are fools? Going to the Demon Palace now is no different from walking into a trap." 

Shao Shenyun said: "I am not so petty." 

Pei Yuhan and Lin Xuanyan looked at each other, and both shook their heads at the same time. 

"If you don't want to, I will force you." Shao Shenyun said coldly, "You have just entered the realm of the saint, and your realm is unstable. The gap between you and me is already huge. What's more, there are two people who are dragging you down. How can you be decisive with your sword if you are hesitant and look ahead and behind?" 

Pei Yuhan suddenly smiled and said, "With the magnanimity of Master Yaozun, would you threaten me with the life and death of others when fighting with me?" 

Shao Shenyun nodded: "You are indeed very good. But you don't have to provoke me like this." 

After saying this, she took a step forward, and her red skirt suddenly fluttered, like the sun moving westward, with an overwhelming momentum. 

Pei Yuhan stood still, with shadows and lights pulsating in the sword formation below him, and the sound of thousands of cavalrymen's armored vehicles seemed to be heard in his ears. 

Shao Shenyun suddenly smiled, and her domineering aura dissipated like a breeze. 

Pei Yuhan felt a little puzzled, but she didn't dare to relax. 

She looked down at Lin Xuanyan, who was sitting upright, looking at the Lord of All Monsters, who he might not have been able to defeat in his previous life, and felt a little nervous for no reason. 

The demon lord looked at him and said calmly: "I want to talk to you alone for a few words. It's up to you to decide whether to stay or go." 

... 

The wind was howling on the Fenhui Peak, and the girl in the black skirt stared at the sky and the sea in the distance. 

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the sea is still the same sea. 

The wind swirling from the sky is still cold and salty. Looking far away, you can see mountains beyond the mountains and fireworks curling up from the city towers on earth. 

The girl in the black skirt sat on the edge of the cliff as usual, with a pair of shoes beside her. She was swinging her clean legs, and the clouds and fog beneath her seemed to be her swaying skirt. 

Ji Chanxi seemed to be in a good mood today. She went up the mountain to sit for a while as usual and then went down to the nearby small towns. She used Taoism to cover her appearance, just like an ordinary little girl. 

There was a little girl selling dough in a small town. Her father was a blind man. She started selling dough at a stall when she was very young and has been doing so for many years. 

From the early morning when the air is foggy and cold, to the night when the stall can be closed, the little girl is not pretty, just ordinary-looking, even a little pale and thin. 

Ji Chanxi sat on a broken bench and ordered a bowl of noodle soup. There was steam rising from the front of the house. 

The little girl's name is Taozi. 

She really liked watching the little girl busying around. Many years ago, Taozi had to stand on tiptoe to pick up noodles from the big pot. Now she has grown taller and is not so reserved and shy. When she encounters unreasonable customers, she no longer admits her mistakes and apologizes in a timid manner. 

Taozi was very happy to see Ji Chanxi and gave her more noodles. 

Ji Chanxi saw the chopped green onion and chili oil floating on the soup and gently stirred the soup with a spoon. 

There were very few customers at this time. Taozi suddenly came to Ji Chanxi and asked mysteriously, "Sister Ji, are you leaving?" 

Ji Chanxi, who had just scooped up a spoonful of noodle soup, froze. She raised her hand and looked at the plain-looking girl, curiously asking, "How did you know?" 

Taozi suddenly lost her temper: "You are really leaving now." 

Ji Chanxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded. 

"I've been setting up the stall here for so long, and I've seen so many things. I know who's in a bad mood, who's an outsider, and who's leaving." Taozi said slowly, "I'll be leaving soon too." 

"Hmm?" Ji Chanxi drank a mouthful of soup. 

Taozi's eyes were red: "I have to leave anyway." 

"Are you coming back?" Ji Chanxi asked. 

Taozi thought for a moment and asked, "Will Sister Ji come back?" 

"Yes, I just have to go somewhere." 

"That's great." Taozi narrowed her eyes and didn't smile very nicely. 

"Stretch out your hand and let me see it." Ji Chanxi suddenly said. 

Although Taozi was puzzled, she still extended her hand obediently. 

Ji Chanxi looked at it for a while, her eyelids drooped, and she shook her head slightly in her heart. 

Taozi looked carefully at the sister who occasionally came to eat noodles, and asked carefully: "Sister, can you tell fortunes? But my father told me that this is not very accurate." 

Ji Chanxi just looked at the small cocoon in her hand and smiled: "I can't tell fortunes, but your fortune will be very good in the future." 

Taozi nodded, not knowing whether she really believed it. 

"Do you have any tea at home?" Ji Chanxi asked. 

"some." 

Taozi responded, turned around and ran into the small room. When she came out, she was holding a cup of tea in her hand. 

At first, she was always afraid that Sister Ji would dislike her, but soon she found that Sister Ji seemed particularly easy-going. 

Ji Chanxi took the cup naturally and took a sip of the rough tea. The bitterness lingered on the tip of her tongue, and the sweetness was rich. 

She closed her eyes in deep thought, and seemed to be just tasting the tea leaves on her tongue. 

"By the way, Sister Ji, where are you from?" Taozi asked, "It is said that there is a high and mighty immortal family nearby, and the head of the family is named Ji. Sister, you are not an immortal, are you?" 

Ji Chanxi smiled and shook her head. 

Taozi was a little disappointed. She said, "I heard from guests before that the fairy had a fairy-like sister, also named Ji." 

Ji Chanxi asked: "Do you want to see her?" 

Taozi asked curiously, "Who wouldn't want to meet the Fairy Sister?" 

Ji Chanxi smiled slightly and did not comment. 

She handed the empty cup back to Taozi. Taozi took the cup and suddenly felt that the cup was particularly heavy and a little heavy. 

She looked up in confusion, only to find that the sister in black clothes and black skirt had stood up. 

"I'm stuffed." 

Taozi asked in confusion: "Is it because I made it not tasty?" 

"No." Ji Chanxi reached out and patted the dust off her shoulders. 

The noodles on the table were still untouched, and they were covered with chopped green onions and chili oil, which looked very nice. 

She only ate one bite today. 

When Taozi came out after cleaning up the dishes, Ji Chanxi had disappeared. 

She looked at the empty table and felt like she was missing something. 

At this moment, Ji Chanxi had already arrived outside the city gate. 

After leaving the city gate, her deliberately concealed face became bright and beautiful again, and in the gentle breeze, she was all the spring. 

She broke off a willow branch from somewhere and swung it in her hands. 

People are always so strange. 

She didn't want to pay attention to those so-called famous geniuses, but was willing to show kindness to a random person. 

The cup she gave Taozi just now contained a huge opportunity. It was her blessing to be able to catch it. If it unfortunately fell, it would have nothing to do with her. 

Suddenly, Ji Chanxi shouted, and she swung the willow in her hand, creating a perfect arc in the air. At the same time, she fluttered her wings like a green swallow in black clothes and jumped onto the willow branch. The branch was as straight as a sword, and she stepped on both ends of the branch, and the branch actually flew up with the wind. 

The willow branch carried the girl across the towering mountains, across the winding lakes and rivers, higher and higher, all the way across the vast sea of ​​clouds and the long wind in the sky, heading north. 

... 

The Demon Palace on Jiewang Mountain. 

This is the true highest peak in the world, much higher than the Chaoduan Peak that Ye Linyuan had chosen. 

The jade buildings in the high and cold places are naturally more holy and elegant. The Demon Palace is embedded on the stone wall, like a complete relief carved on the huge mountain wall. In the cold wind and snow, its grandeur is even more magnificent than the Xuanyuan Palace. 

There wasn't even any magic array set up around the Demon Lord Palace. It seemed that as long as Shao Shenyun was in charge, it would be the most unbreakable array in the world. 

With Lin Xuanyan's realm, he shouldn't be affected by the severe cold, but when he climbed to the top of Jiewang Mountain, the cold wind still hurt his face. 

He took off another piece of clothing and put it on Lu Jiajing. 

Lu Jiajing woke up several times on the way, but soon fell asleep again because he was too tired. This happened many times, and it still took only four days for the four of them to reach the Demon Palace. 

"Although Palace Master Lu's heart has recovered, her body still has problems. Chu Jiangming had an agreement with her, and the condition was to use the water from the Tianling Pond to repair her body. I will make arrangements for this later." Shao Shenyun said. 

Lin Xuanyan looked at her seriously for a while, shook his head and said, "I want to accompany you." 

"You don't believe me?" Shao Shenyun asked. 

Lin Xuanyan said: "Why should I believe you?" 

"Well, you can wait on the cliff outside the pool later. The water in Tianling Pool is created by the will of heaven, and it has abundant spiritual energy. It will be used less each time, so don't get too close." Shao Shenyun said, "We will go to the Demon Palace later. I have dismissed all irrelevant people. You don't have to be too nervous. Everything will be fine naturally." 

"What exactly do you want to do?" Pei Yuhan asked coldly. 

Shao Shenyun smiled and said, "I won't attack you in a place like this. Please wait in the main hall. I have something to do and will be there soon." 

Pei Yuhan looked at the Demon Palace from afar and asked curiously, "Why is the entire Demon Palace so plain, but only one place has such a strict formation?" 

Lin Xuanyan heard her reminder and followed her gaze. With his magical power, he couldn't see clearly, but there was indeed a magic circle there, which seemed to be only for defense and not attack. 

Is there anything that is worthy of the Demon Lord's attention and protection? 

Shao Shenyun's face was calm and he said coldly, "You have come from afar, so please feel at ease. Please wait for a while in the main hall." 

A moment later, Shao Shenyun in a red dress appeared in the palace with a strict magic circle. There was no one else in the palace except a Taoist demon lying on the couch. He saw Shao Shenyun and laughed shrilly: "My good slave, every time I go on a long journey, I have to be locked up in a place like this for so long. It's really treasonous. I can't tell who is the master and who is the slave. I've been suffocating for the past two days. Why don't you lie on the bed and take off your skirt and socks and stick your butt up? If you are slow, I will beat you to death. By the way, today you will play the role of Nan Lingyin, the third in command of Lost Day City. Such a proud woman really looks like you back then."