Chapter 20 Under the Flowers on the Other Side
Mo Luotian looked like he wanted to say something, and stood there quietly, with a sparkling starlight in his eyes.
Luo Yao looked at him, he didn't stand or sit like this, and couldn't help laughing, breaking the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, "I have a few jars of good wine here, let's have a few drinks with me." Mo Luotian nodded in response, but said in a vague way, "I want to take you somewhere." I'm guessing you'll love it. But don't use your spiritual mind to explore that place. With that, he put a few bottles of wine on the table into his arms and covered Luo Yao's eyes with his hands.
In fact, except for a few places in the Demon Realm, Luo Yao has rarely seen other places, and she has a trace of expectation in her heart, thinking about these Luo Yao, she feels that she seems to want to go there even more. Leave with Mo Luotian. I walked for a long time in a zigzag, and soon arrived.
"It's here. You can guess. Mo Luotian was still covering her eyes, as if he wanted her to guess. Luo Yao was a little curious about this place at this moment, "It should be in the Demon Palace, did you order them to build another palace for you?" ”
Mo Luotian was quite helpless, "No, don't be embarrassed, I guess you can't guess no matter how much you guess." Mo Luotian put his hand down from Luo Yao.
When her eyes slowly opened, she was surprised by the sight in front of her, since it was a cliff. The cliff is a little high, and there are ancient trees towering below. Occasionally, a few demonic beasts and birds hissed a few times, echoing in the cliff. I don't know why she has an inexplicable sense of closeness to this place, maybe it's the flower on the other side before the cliff, Luo Yao thought to herself.
"There is actually a cliff in this demon palace?" Luo Yao saw that Mo Luotian was already sitting next to the flowers, set up the wine, and sat down.
"It was when I built this demon palace that I discovered this place, it is not as heavy as other places in the demon world, and there are a lot of demonic beasts in it, I went down once out of curiosity, I have been in the demon world for so many years, but I have rarely seen so many fierce demonic beasts. After that, I often went down to fight them, and to be honest, my skills grew more and more. Mo Luotian took a sip of wine and said with a smile.
Luo Yao listened to Mo Luotian, "Then how is this flower on the other side here?" Luo Yao stared at the fiery red beside her, occasionally exuding the ghostly aura she had become accustomed to, which was the flower of the underworld. The other side of the flower has both the human world and the underworld, but it grows by the Santu River in the underworld, which is different from the human world, he is the only flower in the underworld, and it is the flower of the other side of the Lethe River. When the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets everything in its life, and everything that has been left on the other side, and the deceased steps on the guidance of this flower to the hell of the underworld. This flower is extremely important to the underworld. But this is also her favorite flower.
"I begged the god of the underworld to get it. It's just that the flower demon on the other side said that in other places, it can grow for more than ten days at most. It is still necessary for the flower demon to perform the spell himself. It's not a few days left. Moretian's face was full of pity. He wanted to leave the flower here all along.
"It's already very satisfying to see this, you are the lord of the demon world, don't do this kind of thing again in the future." Luo Yao looked at him with some anger, but her heart was full of infinite emotion. "Thank you, Morotian." ”
Although the sound was like a thin thread, those words still fell into Mo Luotian's ears, and he hurriedly poured himself a full wine and drank it, and a few traces of blush crept up on his face.
Luo Yao also took a few sips of wine, and the two of them were like this, looking at the bright red flowers on the other side, the tacit understanding was generally relatively silent, enjoying a rare comfortable time......