The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 73 On the Fairy Way (40)

The matter of Wanguimen is like a long river whose source cannot be found. You can understand the middle, but you can't see the origin and the root cause of your actions.

Sui Ling pressed her palate lightly, looked at the deep red in Mo Tang's eyes, and said softly, "Are you full?"

Anyway, her task is to prevent Mo Tang from becoming black and revitalize Xuan Danzong, other things have nothing to do with her.

She finds it troublesome, and doesn't have the time to explore and care about other useless issues.

"I'm full." Mo Tang blinked, tilted his head and smiled slightly, his beautiful and evil eyebrows were like a rich and delicate picture scroll, as handsome as a god.

Sui Ling naturally grabbed Mo Tang's wrist, her eyes were indifferent, "Let's go then, go to the abyss to see."

Mo Tang clasped his fingers behind his back and squeezed the girl's hand even tighter. He was full of smiles, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction and love.

Sui Ling let his small movements go, her figure was tall and cold, and she led the boy out of the inn.

In the corner not far away, the storyteller still carried his belongings.

Seeing Sui Ling and Mo Tang coming out of the inn, he smiled with satisfaction, looked at the masked man beside him, and spoke flatteringly.

"I will follow what you say, my lord, the rest of the money..."

The man pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes under the purple mask showed no emotion at all. Hearing what the storyteller said, he coldly threw the money bag to him, and stared at Mo Tang's back without blinking.

The storyteller got the money, so he didn't care if the man in the mask paid attention to him.

He stroked his beard, opened the purse, looked at a bag of mid-grade spirit stones, and left with a smile of satisfaction.

"Is it him...Wedge who woke up your lord?" The masked man bowed his head stiffly and muttered to himself until Mo Tang's figure disappeared.

Upon closer inspection, one can find that the man's mask is engraved with mysterious intertwined irises, which bloom strongly and dangerously.

Sui Ling got the map of the Demon Realm in Zangshu Pavilion, and she had read it the night before and kept it in her mind.

1087 is useless, so Sui Ling can only look at the map to find the route.

Fortunately, the architectural terrain of the Demon Realm has not changed for many years, and most of the locations can match the map.

Walking from the city gate to the busy city, although Sui Ling seemed to be indifferent to everything along the way.

But the buildings on the side of the road have been deeply engraved in her heart. With the map of the devil world in her memory, Sui Ling has probably guessed that they are now in the north of the city.

The Demon Realm Abyss is on the west edge of the city, closer to the Royal Palace of the Demon Realm, but still far from Suiling's location.

Sui Ling was too lazy to look for the carriage again, and dragged Mo Tang slowly towards the abyss.

The sky in the Demon Realm is dim, and it is impossible to distinguish between night and day, so every day is bustling and brightly lit.

Day or night is up to people's mood.

It seemed that it took Sui Ling a long time to reach the west of the city, but she didn't know exactly how long.

Looking up at the sunless sky, he asked Mo Tang in a gentle voice, "Are you sleepy? Let's go to rest when we're sleepy."

Sui Ling isn't sleepy now, but that doesn't mean Mo Tang won't.

"Not sleepy." Mo Tang shook his head, his eyes were clear and clean, he was indeed quite energetic, he didn't seem to be sleepy.

"Then let's continue on our way." Sui Ling took a step forward, her waist-length hair was elegant and luxurious, her eyebrows and eyes were as cold as snow.

There is a big lake between the abyss and the mainland. The surface of the lake is different from ordinary lakes, like the aurora in the night, glowing with green light, mixed with light blue.

In the dark and lightless Demon Realm, this lake is indeed an extremely beautiful and gorgeous landscape.

Strangely, there was no one at all by the lake, and there was no trace of human smoke, only a pale-haired old woman leaning on the chaise longue, shaking a thin fan, and resting with her eyes closed.

Sui Ling licked her red lips, feeling that this scene was a bit weird and cold.

She had just approached the lake and looked down at the lake when the old man who had kept his eyes closed suddenly made a sound.

"Little girl, young master, this lake of the abyss is made up of the souls of the dead demons. If you touch it, you will be swallowed."

When Sui Ling heard this, she didn't move her body away. Looking at the twisted and flowing lake below, she raised her eyebrows slightly and moved her fingers slightly.

There was no reaction, and it did not appear to be composed of water.

Sui Ling believed in the old man lying on the chaise longue, tilted her head, and asked politely: "Is there any way to cross the lake?"

The abyss is just across the lake. Sui Ling looked at the map, but could not find any other way except for crossing the lake.

Knowing that his goal had been achieved, the old man smiled kindly, "A high-grade spirit stone, I will send you and this handsome young man across the lake."

A piece of high-grade spirit stone can be worth 1 yuan of low-grade spirit stone, which is indeed a big mouth for a lion.

But Sui Ling didn't want to get too entangled in the money issue, so she handed it to the old man readily.

As soon as he saw the high-grade spirit stone, the old man's eyes were straightened, and he quickly got off the chaise longue, walked to the lake, and kneaded the formula with both hands.

Soon, a wooden boat slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The old man boarded the boat neatly, and greeted Sui Ling warmly, with a still kind smile.

Sui Ling noticed that the old man's eyes were half-closed all the time, and he looked down on the color of his eyes, so he couldn't see any emotions from them.

Knowing the way without looking at the way, moving easily and freely, should be a master.

Sui Ling stepped on the wooden boat, stepped on it lightly, and it was as stable as before.

She blinked her eyelashes without any surprise, looked back at Mo Tang, and stretched out her hand to pull him into the boat together.

The old man didn't need to rock the boat, he used his spiritual power to control the wooden boat to move forward, and stared at Sui Ling's face with a smile.

"Little girl, I see that you and the young master next to you have strange faces. You only need two high-grade spirit stones to know your destiny."

After the old man knew that Sui Ling was not short of money, he immediately began asking for extremely high prices.

"No need." Sui Ling refused directly, her eyes were calm and cold.

Her life is in her own hands, she decides by herself, she doesn't have to listen to the destiny.

Even if it is premature aging, she will break this deadlock with her own hands and go against the sky.

Hearing this answer, the old man sighed regretfully, but still did not intend to lower the price and chose to give up.

Looking at the girl's smooth and elegant side face, he changed the subject and spoke.

"The little girl is planning to go beg for snow with your young master?"

There is a very hot tradition in the devil world that is not required by force, and that is to go to the abyss to ask for snow between couples.

If the snow falls heavily, it means that love is stronger than gold, and even the gods of the devil world agree with your love. If the snow falls lightly, the opposite is true.

But in recent years, there has been no more snow in the abyss, so begging for snow has become meaningless, so the old man's business has become somewhat bleak.

Sui Ling didn't understand what the old man meant by asking for snow, she tilted her head to think about it, and nodded slightly.

She came here for the snow of the abyss, so it should be regarded as asking for snow.

Hearing this, the old man smiled unabated and sincerely wished, "Although seeking snow may not be successful, I believe that your relationship should be higher than the sky and deeper than the earth. May the love between you be prosperous for thousands of years and happy for a hundred years. "

Hearing these words, Sui Ling frowned puzzled.

What does it have to do with the relationship between her and Mo Tang?
Mo Tang was obviously delighted by the old man's words, and didn't let Sui Ling ask any more questions, and a smile spread across his brows.

"We will."

(End of this chapter)