Chapter 7 Even mosquitoes don't have mothers

"A backyard?" Mo Yinxing was dumbfounded, and looked into Ning Xiang's convincing pupils, "Who told you?" There is no mother of mosquitoes in the demon hall of the deity, where did a woman in the backyard come from? ”

Ning Xiang told the truth: "That's what is said in the cultivation world, saying that you are not only ruthless, but also very obscene, and there are hundreds of women who have been accepted into the backyard by you alone." ”

Mo Yinxing was speechless and gritted his teeth: "So you believe it?" ”

Ning Xiang didn't dare to say that she believed it before, and it was precisely because of this that she reacted so much every time he touched the sleeve or something, because she felt that he was so dirty that anyone could touch him.

After collecting these thoughts, Ning Xiang shook her head without blushing and heartbeat: "It's just clarifying a rumor I heard." ”

But for some reason, when she heard him say that he didn't even have a mosquito mother here, she actually felt a strange sense of pleasure in her heart?

After listening to what she said, Mo Yinxing felt comfortable in his heart, and the complexion on his face eased a lot: "Let's go, take you to familiarize yourself with the Demon Realm." ”

The environment of the demon world is not the same as Ning Xiang thought before, it is not the kind of situation where there is only night and no day, and there is a lot of black demonic energy, but there are also large peach blossom forests planted around, and when the wind blows, there are many peach petals floating with a strong peach blossom fragrance.

The just right sunlight hit Mo Yinxing's body through the cracks in the branches, plating a layer of furry gold edges around his body, even if he couldn't see his facial features clearly, it gave people a pleasing beauty.

Ning Xiang looked at him at this moment, and she couldn't see that he was a demon, but felt that he looked like an ordinary male cultivator who had strayed into the demon world.

Mo Yinxing didn't know that Ning Xiang was secretly looking at him, so he took her to a lake with a dark blue light, and introduced:

"This is the Lethe River, it's full of dead demon souls, even if it's a demon like us, if you enter it, you will go to half a life, don't talk about ...... like you"

Speaking of this, Mo Yinxing was silent for the time being, changed to the form of sound transmission, and cautiously continued: "Don't talk about a monk from the cultivation realm like you, as long as you go in, you will die, so you must be careful, don't approach here when the deity is not there, lest you fall in and not be able to get out, understand?" ”

"Well, I see, but why haven't I seen any other demons here? Seems like I haven't seen anyone in your demon temple since I woke up? ”

Not only that, but now she looked carefully at the Demon Palace, which was almost surrounded by a large peach blossom forest, and she couldn't hear any sound except the wind blowing the peach blossoms, and the silence was a little terrifying.

When Mo Yinxing heard this, he waved his sleeves and conjured a flat boat with a pure black body and engraved with red fine lines on the side of the Lechuan River: "That's because this is a dormitory that only the deity himself can step into, just a corner of the Demon Palace, the Demon Hall where there are really palace people and demon people, on the other side of the Lechuan River." ”

After that, Mo Yinxing took the lead in stepping on the boat and handed Ning Xiang a light black powder veil to cover his face.

"Remember to put this thing firmly in a while, so as not to be recognized by some demons who have seen you."

Ning Xiang stretched out her hand to take it, and after putting the veil firmly on, Mo Yinxing took her to the other end of the Lechuan River in a royal boat.

The scene on the other side was completely different from Mo Yinxing's dormitory, which seemed to be quiet, but it was exactly the same as Ning Xiang had imagined the Demon Realm to look like.

A large amount of black demonic qi spread all over the magnificent but grotesque-looking pure black palace, there was a claw-shaped statue standing at the top of the demon hall, and there were a large number of demon soldiers patrolling in line, and there were hundreds of them that she could see with her naked eyes alone.

When they saw Mo Yinxing coming, they stopped their arms folded around his chest and shouted respectfully, "Your Excellency." ”

Mo Yinxing opened the peach blossom folding fan and said a lazy "um", beckoned Ning Xiang to follow, and continued to introduce her as he walked.

"This is the real Demon Palace, over there is the East Palace, dedicated to deliberations, the West Hall is the boundary where the elders of the Demon Clan live, the South Hall is the living area of the Demon Guards on duty in the Demon Palace, and the North Hall is the place where the Demon Realm medicinal materials are in charge, the place where the deity is going to take you to now is here, the soul burning poison in your body needs to be dispelled once a day, and it takes seven days to completely remove it."

Ning Xiang listened to the voice Mo Yinxing gave her in her head, and asked him where the dining place was after replying "um".

"What, you're hungry?"

"No, it's just that today is my birthday, and I usually cook myself a bowl of longevity noodles at noon at this time of year, which should be a birthday celebration for myself."

Mo Yinxing frowned and asked, "If the deity is not mistaken, isn't it customary for your birthday to be done with that adoptive sister Ning Rou, who is only one day away from your birthday?" You didn't participate in the birthday celebration yesterday? ”

Ning Xiang shook her head: "No, something happened halfway, and originally, my father told me that this time would let me really have my own birthday, but he still broke his promise." ”

It's ridiculous to say, obviously she is Ning Tianhe's biological daughter, but she has never had a real birthday since she was a child, or when she was thirteen years old, after Ning Rou appeared as an adopted daughter, every year in the future, she had the opportunity to follow Ning Rou on her birthday.

But, after all, it is not her own.

Mo Yinxing looked at her lonely appearance, and his heart was a little painful and pursed his lips back to her:

"After you get to the north hall later, you will honestly wait for the materials of the poison and longevity noodles, and the deity will help you find it later, but don't get me wrong, the deity will be like this, just to repay the favor of using you as a hostage to leave the cultivation realm!"

Ning Xiang looked at a certain Demon Venerable who deliberately pretended to be fierce, and asked him, "So will we separate later?" ”

Mo Yinxing wondered: "Aren't you talking nonsense?" It also saves time, and the deity is just in time to deal with some things. ”

Ning Xiang covered the dark color in her eyes: "I know, I'm just making sure to you, Transsion, I can still use your magic power, right?" ”

Seeing him nod, Ning Xiang didn't ask any more questions, and followed him into the north hall full of medicinal fragrance.

The demons in the north hall had some air-dried medicinal herbs stuck in their heads, wearing robes that intersected dark green and pure black, and when they saw Mo Yinxing coming, they greeted each other with their arms folded around their chests like those demon guards before.

After a perfunctory glance as usual, Mo Yinxing took Ning Xiang into the inner hall, found an old man with gray hair, who looked as tall as a seven-year-old child, and was about sixty years old, and pushed Ning Xiang in front of him:

"Wantai, you help her get rid of the soul poison, the deity will come back to pick her up in half an hour, if anyone wants to approach her halfway, remember to protect her."

"No, go slowly."

When Mo Yinxing left completely, Wan Tai led Ning Xiang to the detoxification room and introduced himself: "The slave is the medicine department in the North Palace, and this is the first time that the slave has brought a woman to look for a slave." ”

Ning Xiang nodded, and just as she wanted to say something, she was interrupted by a somewhat low female voice.

"Oh? She was personally brought by Brother Mo? ”