Chapter 134 Snake Demon Night Attack

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were led into the wing room, turned around and closed the door, and then observed the environment in the room.

Everything was in the standard style of a noble mansion, and the tables and chairs were all exquisite and luxurious. The only difference was that there was a huge bed in this room.

The bed was so big that five Ning Wuxies could sleep side by side. The huge quilt was engraved with a picture of a dragon and a phoenix mating, and the mattress was also particularly soft and elastic.

Ning Wuxie sighed secretly, saying that snakes are inherently lustful, and it seems to be true.

What can such a big bed be used for?

Ning Wuxie didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

But Xuan'er seemed to understand, which was not good.

When she saw the big bed for the first time, her eyes lit up, and she pounced on it. After rolling on the bed for a few rounds, she supported her upper body with her arms and hooked her finger at Ning Wuxie with a charming face.

"Brother, come here..."

"I'll show you something."

Ning Wuxie walked forward silently, and at the same time, the Mysterious Soul Art was extended, sweeping around the wing room.

"What is it?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill hissing sound suddenly came from the beam, and a small snake turned over and fell to the ground, and disappeared in the corner in fear.

As soon as he entered the house, Ning Wuxie found that there was a snake demon lurking on the beam and watching him.

This was just one, and there were many small snakes lurking outside the wing room, all of which were driven away by Ning Wuxie's soul intimidation just now.

With his soul, almost no one can hide under his nose. Even at the banquet just now, there was someone on the beam eavesdropping and watching, he also understood.

Xuan'er was a little surprised, watching the little snake desperately escape, but she didn't think much about it, and smiled at Ning Wuxie:

"Get into bed, I'll tell you."

"Xuan'er, you know we can't go to that step, you haven't grown up yet."

Xuan'er was a little disappointed when she heard this, and pouted her lips: "Then we can't go to that step..."

Ning Wuxie was stunned by this: "What do you mean?"

"? What do you mean, brother hugs me too."

"Oh, of course there is no problem."

Ning Wuxie exhaled, secretly scolding himself for thinking too much, thinking that Xuan'er had learned some tricks...

Take off clothes, lie in the quilt, hug Xuan'er, and gently pat her tender shoulders, but Ning Wuxie himself is not sleepy.

He was thinking about what Lu Qiong said at the banquet.

After finding out about the snake demon eavesdropping in the banquet hall, Ning Wuxie also understood that this Lu Qiong was not as honest as he seemed.

Unlike what he said, he was actually the one with deeper scheming, and he also had a bit of ambition and treason.

He actually dared to ambush his men at the banquet with the royal princess, which was really not his duty!

Therefore, Lu Qiong's excuse that he spoke out of turn after drinking was certainly not to be believed.

Those words were not spoken out of turn at all, but were said intentionally.

The purpose was of course also very obvious, which was to suppress Ning Wuxie and test Mo Xin!

Lu Qiong didn't know whether Ning Wuxie was hit or not, but he knew at least one thing, that is, the degree to which Mo Xin protected Ning Wuxie!

She jumped out and scolded Lu Qiong at the first time, and asked him to apologize to Ning Wuxie. From this, Lu Qiong knew Mo Xin's idea.

She really wanted to unite this Confucian young scholar and do something!

As the leader of the demon clan, Lu Qiong ruled Jiuyong City for a long time, and was also a nobleman personally appointed by Mo Xiang, so he naturally belonged to the firm conservative camp.

Of course, he and Mo Xin grew up on opposite sides of the political standpoint...

Ning Wuxie gradually stopped patting Xuan'er, and Xuan'er suddenly made a whimpering sound and moved her shoulders.

Ning Wuxie could only continue patting.

Xuan'er calmed down, and Ning Wuxie found his train of thought and continued to reason.

Since Qiongqi had already known Mo Xin's intention at the dinner, how would he act next?

He and the demon clan forces behind him would never let themselves become bigger in the Lanyuan Dynasty, and might even suppress them many times.

The Song Luoyun he mentioned might have been disciplined by them. From Lu Qiong's tone, he looked down on this person very much.

Sleeping in the territory of the demon clan that was at odds with Mo Xin at night, Ning Wuxie really didn't dare to let go, and planned to stay up for a while.

Suddenly, Ning Wuxie heard some movement outside the window.

He stopped patting Xuan'er's hand, and Xuan'er didn't make a sound.

He looked at Xuan'er, who had already opened her eyes and was listening carefully to the noise outside.

Trying to sneak in in front of a Yuanhun, a fairy spirit, is like trying to cover one's ears and steal a bell.

The wooden window was gently pushed open, and then a slight friction sound was heard, and something was drilling into the wing room through the window.

Ning Wuxie used his mouth to make the words "pretend to sleep". Xuan'er blinked instead of nodding, and then the two closed their eyes.

But under the perception of the soul, the surrounding situation is still clear.

A small red snake slowly climbed down from the window and landed on the big bed.

Snake demon? Ning Wuxie was alert.

The little snake crawled to the pillow of Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er, stretched out its scarlet letter, silently probed the situation of the two, and finally determined that the two were asleep.

It put away its letter and turned around and crawled away.

Is it here to peep again? Ning Wuxie was a little puzzled.

Mo Xin was in the wing room next to him. If something happened to him here, would Mo Xin let Lu Qiong go?

As he was thinking this, he discovered that the little snake that crawled away had turned into a person!

A woman with red hair and red skirt sat on the bed like a duck. Because the bed was so wide, she was half a foot away from Ning Wuxie.

Although he couldn't see the real scene, Ning Wuxie realized that this was a woman with an extremely plump figure.

The enchanting and exaggerated curves drew an S shape on her body, completely surpassing the size limit of human women.

Assassin!

This was Ning Wuxie's first thought.

He didn't dare to pretend to sleep anymore. He turned over and sat up in an instant, facing the snake demon!

The next second after he turned over and sat up, a lavender fragrance came to his face and was completely absorbed by him.

The position where he sat up was just in front of the woman! Ning Wuxie turned around and met the female snake demon face to face, less than a palm away!

And she just opened her mouth to spit out a lavender sweet fragrance mist, which just blew all over Ning Wuxie's face!

"Ah!" No matter how charming and seductive the female snake demon looked, she was frightened by the person who suddenly turned over and fell back directly.

Regardless of the mist spitting on his face, Ning Wuxie also shouted immediately: "You are looking for death, you dare to murder the twelve young Confucianists!"

The snake demon was so scared that he lost half of his soul. He immediately changed back to his original form and climbed out of the window in a panic.

And Ning Wuxie didn't dare to chase him, so he could only hold the window. He didn't dare to leave Xuan'er here alone.

And the mist just now... a little weird.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xuan'er also sat up and asked with lingering fear.

"It's okay." Ning Wuxie shook his head and closed the window.

Not an assassin? What is it for?

The lavender mist didn't seem to be poisonous.

He released his spiritual sense again to scan the surroundings to make sure that there was no one else around. After this time, Qiongqi should not send anyone again.

But strangely, there seemed to be something wrong with his soul.

Why is it a little hard to concentrate?

He put away his spiritual sense and checked himself, and then realized that his breathing was getting faster and his mind was confused.

"Brother, your face is so red." Xuan'er suddenly said, leaning over and reaching out to touch Ning Wuxie's cheek.

She was wearing loose pajamas, kneeling down and exposing a large area of ​​her body.

In the past, Ning Wuxie would have been used to it and would have automatically ignored it.

But now, he stared at it with some abnormality, unable to move his eyes away.