Chapter 2390: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 33
The Duyun Boat shuttled smoothly above the clouds, its hull wrapped in a soft spiritual light, isolating itself from the strong winds at high altitudes.
Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was subtly stagnant.
Li Wufeng paced back and forth in the cabin, his eyes falling on Jinchen from time to time.
He always felt that there was an inexplicable attraction to this sword spirit, powerful and mysterious, yet with a bit of youthful liveliness, completely different from those demons in their clan who were either sinister or rough.
"Hey, Sword Spirit."
Li Wufeng once again rubbed against Jinchen and made small talk, "Our demon clan is actually quite good. The demonic energy is rich and very nourishing to the spirit body. If you stay here for a long time, you will know that it is much more comfortable than your human world with bland spiritual energy..."
He tried to describe the advantages of the demon clan, and even hinted that a good territory could be allocated to Jinchen.
Jin Chen was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then said casually, "Oh? Really?"
He has no interest in the demons.
Xie Qingmo was sitting next to Jinchen, wiping the Chen sword.
Listening to Li Wufeng's roundabout and obvious chatter, a cold light flashed in his clear eyes.
He calmly sheathed the Chen Sword, tilted his body slightly, and leaned gently into Jin Chen's arms with a bit of tiredness, his forehead resting on his shoulder and neck, with a few strands of black hair hanging down.
Jin Chen subconsciously stretched out his arm and put his arm around Xie Qingmo's waist. He looked down at him and softened his voice, "What's wrong?"
Xie Qingmo's voice was muffled and a little nasal, "I have a headache."
Xing Yan, who was standing by, immediately looked over with concern when he heard this, and said straightforwardly, "Is it because the Duyun Boat was flying too fast and the strong wind disturbed your spiritual breath? Second Senior Brother, can you adjust your breathing?"
He didn't realize the little thoughts of his second senior brother at all.
Jin Chen frowned slightly, and gently pressed his warm fingers on Xie Qingmo's temple, kneading it with moderate force, and pulled him tighter in his arms, "Be good, sleep in my arms for a while."
Xie Qingmo hummed softly and obediently found a more comfortable position in his arms, allowing Jinchen to spread out his large black cloak and wrap him tightly, leaving only a small part of his handsome face exposed.
It was not enough to wrap it up. Xie Qingmo moved his head which was buried in Jinchen's neck, raised his arms, hooked them around Jinchen's neck, and tilted his face up slightly.
Jinchen's heart ached when he looked at his pale face and slightly furrowed brows. He had no time to think about anything else.
Seeing this, he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the slightly cool lips, and his warm palms caressed his back through the cloak.
Li Wufeng, who was ignored the entire time: "..."
He stood aside, his whole body seemed to be cast under a spell, petrified on the spot.
This, this is not the Sword Master and the Sword Spirit! This is clearly...
After finally finding his voice, Li Wufeng pointed at the two people hugging each other, his fingers shaking a little, "You, you guys... Aren't you his sword spirit? This relationship is too..." He hesitated for a long time but couldn't find the right words.
Jinchen was interrupted and looked up at him with some displeasure, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Li Wufeng was almost choked by his attitude, his face flushed red, "...but you didn't say that you guys are still...still in this kind of relationship!"
He felt like a fool for his previous oblique hints.
The demons have always been straightforward and will rob anything they see, but the question is... can he defeat the sword spirit in front of him?
Li Wufeng felt so frustrated.
Xie Qingmo seemed to be able to predict what Li Wufeng was thinking. He hooked his arms around Jinchen's neck tighter and pressed his lips closer again.
Jin Chen ignored Li Wufeng and lowered his head. He gave him another tender kiss to comfort the person in his arms. At the same time, he said to Li Wufeng, "Shut up and don't disturb him from resting."
After saying that, he simply picked up Xie Qingmo, who was wrapped tightly in a cloak, and walked to a more secluded corner at the back of the cabin.
Li Wufeng looked at their backs, with a breath stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down.
In the corner, Jinchen sat down holding Xie Qingmo, lowered his head and rubbed the top of his head, his voice filled with worry.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Is it because your previous injury hasn't healed completely?"
Now that there are only the two of them, Xie Qingmo naturally doesn't need to hide anymore.
He buried his head in the crook of Jinchen's neck and shook his head gently, "It's not painful."
But Xie Qingmo still stayed in Jinchen's arms and remained silent for a moment, "Li Wufeng likes you."
Jinchen: ???
His body visibly stiffened, and he looked down at the person in his arms, "Huh?"
Xie Qingmo raised his eyes and met Jinchen's eyes which were full of confusion.
Seeing him being completely clueless towards others, the coldness in Xie Qingmo's eyes instantly disappeared. He couldn't help but chuckle softly. He leaned forward and kissed his smooth chin, then buried himself in his arms again and closed his eyes. "I don't want to talk to him. I want to sleep."
[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 85! 】
Jinchen felt a little itchy from his kiss, and was made even more confused by his incoherent words and smile, but the docility and dependence of the person in his arms made him quickly put this doubt behind him. He tightened his arms, rested his chin on the top of Xie Qingmo's head, and closed his eyes.
A few days later, Du Yunzhou passed through the thick barrier of demonic energy and finally arrived at the edge of the demon clan.
Below is the dark red earth, and the rugged rocks are like the fangs of a giant beast.
Lan Yi made preparations and distributed spirit stones that could protect against evil spirits to everyone.
Xing Yan stood at the side of the ship, looking at this piece of land that he had only seen in the sect's books, a land that symbolized chaos and evil. With a complicated expression, he murmured, "...I never thought that one day, I, Xing Yan, would be able to calmly step into the demon clan."
Shi Yan nodded heavily.
Li Wufeng let out a long sigh, put his hands on his hips, and announced loudly to the barren land below.
"I'm back. The world outside is too scary! I won't run around anymore!"
The voice was filled with relief and...
The feeling that there is no place like home.
Under Li Wufeng's guidance, Duyunzhou landed in front of the Demon Palace under his jurisdiction.
The subordinate demons who had received the news long ago lined up and waited, but when they saw that in addition to their own Demon Lord, there were also a few people with pure auras who were obviously righteous cultivators coming down from the cloud boat, they were all dumbfounded and forgot to retract their fangs.
"Six Demon Kings! This..." The subordinates were at a loss.
Li Wufeng cleared his throat and tried to put on the dignity of a demon king, "Hey! What are you all standing there for? These are my distinguished guests, treat them well!"
As he spoke, he strode towards the throne inlaid with ferocious animal bones, which was a symbol of power deep in the Demon Palace. He sat down on it and sighed comfortably.
Forget it, what sword spirit or sword cultivator? It’s fine if I can’t win, it’s still fun to be in the demon clan!
As soon as he sat down, Li Wufeng couldn't wait to ask, "During the time when I was away, has the demon clan seen anything unusual? In particular... have any suspicious souls sneaked in?"
A demon general with curved horns on his head and a ferocious face stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the Sixth Demon King, since you are not here, we dare not slack off."
"But... there is indeed one strange thing."
Li Wufeng's heart skipped a beat and he sat up straight: "Speak!"
