Female Supporting Counterattack Road: The male protagonist stands still and does not move

Chapter 217 Two flowers bloom, one for each (11)

"Then let's go back to Immortal Realm and talk to Hengyang, and then we can discuss what to do."

After the immortals agreed, the four returned to the immortal world together.

In the Nantian Great Hall——

"So, all those missing women in the mortal world were taken captive to the Demon Palace?" Xianshou Hengyang asked.

"Yes." Ran Yue nodded.

"Ben Xian also found out that the names of those missing women all have the word "sleeping."

Ning Wan was taken aback, and asked, "Which Wan?"

"As long as it's the tone."

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Hengyang fell into thinking, connecting all these things together.

After a while, an idea came out.

He opened his mouth and said: "Ling Ai Shangxian, Ning Wan Shangxian. You two go to the outskirts of the mortal city to pretend to be a pair of sisters, and we will use this word in the name of Ning Wan Shangxian as bait, how about it?"

Ling Ai glanced at Ning Wan, then turned to Hengyang and asked, "Are you going to send Ning Wan Shangxian to the Demon Palace? What if there is danger?"

"I feel that since they are searching for the woman with the word 口 in the name, it must be the devil who issued the order, so Ning Wanshangxian can use this to enter the devil's palace. I deduce that there should be no danger for the time being. , because if they are looking for people, they will not kill innocent people before they can confirm their identities."

All the immortals nodded, thinking that what Hengyang said made sense.

Hengyang continued: "After Ning Wan Shangxian entered the Demon Palace, he wanted to find out why they were looking for the women with the word "口" in their names, and to confirm the safety of those women who were taken away."

"Then how should I tell you what I have learned?" Ning Wan asked.

Thousands of miles of sound transmission will definitely not work, the Demon King must be aware of it, and in the Demon Palace, they have greatly reduced the magic power of the immortals, not only will Ning Wan be in danger, but it will be difficult for them to rescue those women.

"If it's possible, I'd rather pull Shangxian and leave the Demon Palace by myself. If there is a head-on conflict with the Demon Lord, I can't leave again." Xianshou Hengyang looked at Ling Ai: "We will rely on Ling Ai Shangxian's lark Come pass it on."

Ling Ai nodded: "Okay."

After the discussions among the immortals were over, they planned to go to the mortal world and start planning.

I deliberately chose a sparsely populated place on the outskirts of the city, and Ning Wan would wash yarn in the stream next to the small hut when she had nothing to do. Whenever the time came, Ling Ai would call Ning Wan: "Wan Wan, come back for dinner."

A day passed without any movement.

It was still the same the next day.

On the third day, Ning Wan wished she had been lying on the lawn outside the house basking in the sun, just waiting for the demons to come and take her away, but the result was unsatisfactory.

On the fifth day, Ning Wan and Ling Ai had to report to Xianshou Hengyang. The latter thought for a long time and told them to continue like this. If the demons were still alive after seven days, they would go to the city to stay in an inn.

Ning Wan said that he was too lazy to wash the yarn, and just lay on the lawn to sleep every day, even so, nothing happened.

Seven days later, Ling Ai and Ning Wan moved to the inn in the city. They asked for two rooms and did not live together, just to make it easier for the demons to kidnap Ning Wan.

But half a month later, there was no sign of the demon envoy.

The two had no choice but to return in vain and discuss with Hengyang what to do next.

And in the magic palace——

The black robe on the man's body was embroidered with large and coquettish manjusawa flowers, and he sat on the throne so casually, with a certain elegance of his own.

The bloodthirsty dark red eyes carefully examined the row of women standing in the hall. After a few minutes, he pressed the center of his eyebrows as if he had a headache, and then pointed a few times, saying: "Throw it out."

　Sorry, I was a little busy a few days ago, and I returned to Kawen, so I stopped updating.

　　But read it, I will not give up the text.

　　
　
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