Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

After more than ten days of running around, the transport convoy finally reached the extreme north.

Xi Feiluan got out of the car and was in the icy and snowy land in the far north. Looking at the Moshou Palace with its back against the snow mountain and covered by clouds and mist in the distance, he felt a little nostalgic.

When the guards in the snow saw him, they bowed their heads and saluted. Xi Feiluan waved his sleeves and walked to Moshou Palace alone.

The thick layer of snow under his feet was trampled by him, making creaking sounds, Xi Feiluan's footsteps became more and more relaxed, this place had already occupied his heart at some point, and he began to feel that this place was a place where he could feel at ease.

——Maybe I was really a Demon Lord in my previous life.

Xi Feiluan was a little funny, and always felt that these two words were especially weird when pressed on his head.

Walking, I arrived outside the hall of Moshou Palace, the end of the jade steps was submerged in the snow, Xi Feiluan walked up the steps, the door of the hall suddenly opened, Fei Qi ran out bouncingly, in the snow One footprint at a time.

When he saw Xi Feiluan, he was taken aback for a moment: "My lord?"

Xi Feiluan nodded and went up the stairs.

Fei Qi's round almond eyes gradually widened, she stopped and said, "Why are you here?"

"The matter is over." Xi Feiluan replied while pushing open the door, there were several people standing in the hall, Fei Zhe and several demon generals were discussing matters, and they heard the sound and looked towards the door.

Xi Feiluan raised his head and glanced at Fei Zhe lightly: "I'm back."

There was silence in the hall, Fei Zhe looked at him blankly.

Xi Feiluan looked at him with a very strange expression in an instant, seeming to be puzzled, but also vigilant.

Anyway, it is definitely not the joy it should be.

Xi Feiluan couldn't figure it out.Did he come back at an inopportune time?

Fei Zhe lowered his face: "Come here."

The door of the palace was opened, and a large group of demons rushed in from outside, quickly surrounded Xi Feiluan, and pointed their sharp spears at him.

"Who dares to pretend to be the lord of our clan? Press it down!" Fei Zhe waved his hands, and said to the people beside him: "Call me the person in charge of that stronghold, such a clumsy method can make people break into Moshou all the way." Gong, I think they are living too comfortably."

Xi Feiluan: "???"

"I really am..."

"Let's go!" The demons pressed the point of their guns against Xi Feiluan's back, and Xi Feiluan was forced to go out. He turned his head and tried to struggle again so that Fei Zhe, who had a sudden convulsion, could see him clearly. A familiar and frightening voice Sound up.

"Fei Zhe, what happened?"

On the stairs beside the hall, one person held the handle of the stairs, walked down slowly, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and looked at His Highness.

The man's voice was exactly the same as his, and his face was exactly the same as his. In his hair was still the wooden hairpin that Fei Zhe gave him when he left. The moment his eyes met, the soles of Xi Feiluan's feet felt cold, and his eyes were identical to his. Inside, there seemed to be a strange light flashing.

"Let's go, what are you looking at!" The demons behind him pushed him and pushed him out of the hall.

The cold air surged in the demon ice prison surrounded by ice on all sides, and water droplets dripped along the top of the prison.

Tick-tick-tick-

"Go in!"

Xi Feiluan staggered a few steps and fell into the ice prison. The iron door in front of him was closed suddenly, and the sound of metal colliding with the ice made the ice edge on the top of the prison tremble twice.

"..." Xi Feiluan got up, stared at the prison door through the iron bars in a daze, and several guards walked away with their backs.

Xi Feiluan held the iron bar and shook it vigorously a few times, the iron door creaked, and a guard turned his head: "What do you want to do?!"

"I am real."

The guard stared at him: "Well, you are a running dog in the cultivation world who wants to fish in troubled waters! Our Lord Master has come back long ago! You are so brave that you dare to pretend to be our Lord Lord! Say, are you that Huanqi Palace dog? Dongxi Yusheng's lackey?!"

"..." Xi Feiluan suddenly discovered that his clan members seem to like to add a prefix to the names of juniors.

"Let's see how Master Fei will deal with you when we come over!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, if you enter this ice prison, the dead will spit out their secrets, let's get out quickly."

The demons walked away one after another, and Xi Feiluan sat down cross-legged on the ice with a stomach full of depression.

How could it be impersonated?

Xi Feiluan looked at the ice wall next to him in confusion. The ice wall was crystal clear and was carved from a whole block of ice, reflecting Xi Feiluan's figure like a mirror.

He looked at the shadow in the ice and wondered what went wrong.

Who would deliberately impersonate him?Still taking such a big risk to come to the extreme north...

It was easy for him to leave the extreme north, and few people in the demon clan knew the news of his departure, but that person could even take care of such details as wooden hairpins. Could it be that he was lurking by his side and had planned for a long time?

But almost only Fei Zhe was by his side all the time...

Xi Feiluan was staring at the ice wall in a daze, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seems that there is something that is very inconsistent.

Xi Feiluan slowly raised his eyes, staring at his own figure in the ice wall, his breathing stopped.

If there is no mistake, he should be... sitting cross-legged on the ground now, right?

He raised his eyes up until he looked up at the figure in the ice wall.

The shadow stood straight, looking down at him with an eerie look.

Across the ice, the two identical people looked at each other calmly, the air froze, and Xi Feiluan, who was sitting on the ground looking up, opened his eyes slightly.

"Why pretend to be me?" Xi Feiluan asked.

The shadow on the ice wall looked at him motionless, ignoring this completely different movement, it was really like a shadow.

Seeing this weird shadow, Xi Feiluan felt more and more uncomfortable, so he patted his clothes and stood up, referred to the movement and position, and stood in front of the ice shadow.

Hmm, that looks a lot more comfortable.

The shadow on the ice stared straight at him without blinking.

When Xi Feiluan stood up, Bingying's expression changed slightly, it moved the corners of its mouth, revealing a weird smile.That smile was like smearing a finger of carmine on a gray coffin, it made the whole body chill.

Xi Feiluan frowned, remembering that he himself was not very proficient in smiling.

Did he smile so ugly in front of everyone?It should...maybe...not at all...

The more Xi Feiluan thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, the younger brother would often roll his eyes to the sky when he saw him laughing!

"Why pretend to be me?" Xi Feiluan stopped his thoughts and repeated with a hint of displeasure.

Bing Ying's pupils dilated slightly, and the expression of the whole person suddenly "lived", the upturned mouth corners gradually extended to the sides, and the dark white teeth were exposed, its face trembled, and it was hard to restrain its joy.

Countless voices rang clearly in Xi Feiluan's ears.

"You're here--"

"You really are here—"

"I'm waiting for you I'm waiting for you I'm waiting for you—"

Xi Feiluan took two steps back and frowned deeply.

The shadow in the ice wall gradually moved, and stretched out a pair of hands as pale as ice and snow, leaning towards Xi Feiluan in an embrace.

"I’m waiting for you--"

Most of the pale figure got out of the ice wall, and it slowly approached Xi Feiluan, the light in its eyes became more and more gentle, as if looking down at the lover leaning on his chest.

"Come back—"

The author has something to say:

Xi Feiluan: The posture of the shadow is not like mine, so let me change the posture of the image.

Bingying: ...I have never been so speechless in my life