After being reborn, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy, the Demon Venerable

Almost instantly, Ning Xiang guessed something, but felt it was impossible.

All I can do is open the bag and take out the contents.

Sure enough, there were strips of skirts inside that looked like semi-finished products. There were either problems with the embroidery or with the cutting and sewing.

Others were lightly stained with blood, and it was obvious that the person who sewed them had his hands pricked.

There are quite a few of these medium-sized brochures. Ning Xiang roughly counted them and found that there were at least dozens. She opened almost all the brochures and looked at them. The skirts inside were basically everything from sewing styles to embroidery.

It's not the same, and there's a thick layer of dust on the brocade bag placed further inside. It's easy to tell that it's been there for a long time.

She silently put away the opened kits. In order to prevent Mo Yinxing from discovering that she had touched these things, she used his magic power to put a layer of dust on the kits.

After doing this, she left the house and continued to look for the house where she lived before, feeling mixed in her heart.

He said that he never let anyone in the dormitory, and those things that looked like half-finished products could not have been brought in from outside when he had nothing to do.

The only possibility is that he did it all by himself.

But how did he know? From the green berries she had to eat when she got up in the middle of the night, to the soft big bed she liked to sleep on, to the pink dress she had wanted to wear for a long time but never had the chance to wear.

It was her extremely private hobby. If she really talked about it, only that little demon would know about it.

and.......

Ning Xiang glanced at her left index finger, which still had some traces of dust, and her eyes were full of confusion.

One look at that dress and it was obvious that it was something he had been preparing for a long time ago. How did he know that she would definitely come to the devil world and that he would have the opportunity to give it away?

Or is it that he just wants to make this thing first, and whether it can be given away is not within his consideration?

Mo Yinxing didn't know that his well-hidden secret had been discovered by Ning Xiang, and he was currently receiving treatment from Wantai in the North Hall.

"According to this progress, by the day after tomorrow at the latest, the poison in you will be temporarily suppressed for at least half a month. During this period, remember to pay attention to those around you to avoid falling into the same scheme again."

Wantai got down from the wooden stool that helped him raise his height, took a large wooden spoon like a soup spoon and put it into the bathtub where Mo Yinxing was soaking his body. The bathtub was steaming, and the black and purple soup covered it.

It covered his naked body.

He looked at Wantai stirring and pouring medicinal powder into the bathtub, and nodded with a strange look on his face: "Why do I feel like you are making soup?"

The main source of support was him.

Wantai glanced at Mo Yinxing unhappily, and replied to him while continuing to stir with a large wooden spoon: "Are you still in the mood to joke around here? If not for the accidental collision this time, the female doll temporarily solved this nightmare for you.

Poison, do you know that you are very likely to lose your life in the world of cultivation!!"

Mo Yinxing lay on the edge of the tub, looking at the wooden half-face mask that he had taken off and placed on the table. He remembered that Ning Xiang had touched it when she first woke up. She closed her peach blossom eyes lazily and said casually: "It's not that I haven't arrived yet.

It’s such a bad situation, and I also received an unexpected blessing.”

To him, it was an unexpected surprise that was as good as a dream.

I just don’t know how long this unexpected joy can last.

Wantai seemed to have guessed what Mo Yinxing was talking about. After putting away all the medicinal powder, he found a low stool to sit down and rest and asked him: "You mean that female doll, right? The soul-burning poison in her body is normally released in one go.

It can be solved, but you have to ask me to help you lie to others, saying that it will take seven days to be solved. Could it be that you have fallen in love with her?"

"Yes, I have fallen in love with her."

Mo Yinxing opened his eyes and did not shy away from this, which made Wan Tai stunned for a moment.

"Then what do you plan to do to her when you leave her in the demon world? You can't just look at her, right?"

"Why is it impossible? If it hadn't happened this time, if I wanted to see her, I would have to wait for at least ten days and a half, and I would have to be attacked and beaten by those old guys from the demon clan. This time I can

It is a luxury for me to see her directly and for such a long time."

Moreover, with his current situation, he doesn't know how far he can go with her. Of course, he still has her and cherishes it. God will never always favor him and give him a new life, right?

Wantai was speechless and stroked the white beard on his chin: "Then haven't you considered the risks of her staying in the Demon Realm? The fact that you brought people here so arrogantly has probably spread throughout the Demon Palace.

, they will definitely send someone to investigate her situation."

"Of course I thought about it, so I gave her my own magic stone directly, so that she could directly use my magic power. Moreover, she still stayed in my dormitory. There is a magic ban in the palace. Once there is any change,

I will feel it immediately."

"You gave her your natal magic stone?" Wan Tai was surprised. He stood up from the stool with his short body and was very puzzled. "It's just a person you like. Is it worth going to this level?"

Mo Yinxing closed his eyes again and said in a lazy tone: "Of course it's worth it."

In a sense, without her, he would not be what he is now.

...

Time passed very quickly, and the blink of an eye was the day when Ning Xiang's body was completely freed from the soul-burning poison. Early this morning, she received a message from Ning Tianhe, asking her to return to Shaoyang Peak as soon as possible, saying that today was the day when the Sword Ruins was opened.

The Sword Market is a place where sword cultivators in the world of cultivation use it to select suitable swords. For sword cultivators who already have swords, they will not step into this place for a second time except to change their swords.

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But Ning Xiang has been in and out of Shaoyang Peak no less than a hundred times over the years, just to give the sword she brought out to the other disciples in the peak.

Thinking of the thankless things she had done in the past, Ning Xiang just replied to Ning Tian and said "I know", without explicitly saying that she would help her fellow disciples get the sword.

She did not avoid Mo Yinxing's message from Ning Tianhe, so he naturally heard it.

So when he took her out of the Demon Realm and reached the mountain peak at the junction of the Cultivation Realm and the Demon Realm, he couldn't help but said to her: "The injuries in your body from the Ten Kill Realm have not fully recovered yet, so why should you let yourself be injured again for your useless classmates?

Wouldn't it be better if you just refused?"

Ning Xiang heard that a certain Demon Lord was caring about him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth unconsciously, then she looked sideways at him: "I didn't enter the Sword Market for them. Didn't I tell you before that I wouldn't do it?"

Will I draw the Demon-Slaying Sword against you again?"

The implication is that she went to Sword Market this time just for herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yinxing sensed that a cultivator was coming this way. He guessed that someone from Shaoyang Peak was coming to pick up Ning Xiang. He could only suppress the desire to continue talking and planned to leave with a wave of sleeves.

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But before he had time to do so, something was stuffed into Ning Xiang's hand.