frightfiction Chapter 656 Let Me Touch Your Ears
Chapter 656 Let Me Touch Your Ears
Xue Lan has recently taken to sleeping.
Real sleep, not the kind where you close your eyes and your inner demons stab each other in your sea of consciousness, is when Lord Wolf King simply finds a place on the flying clouds, lies down, closes his eyes, and loses track of time.
This time it wasn't just a matter of summoning a soul; even Xue Tong was somewhat startled and reached out to check Xue Lan's breath.
As soon as someone approached, Lord Wolf lazily opened his eyes:
"He's really not dead."
The woman's voice carried a hint of helplessness as she sat up, holding her head, wondering if she should find a box to sleep in.
To prevent Miss Xiaotong from worrying too much.
"I advise you not to," the inner demon said coldly.
"Perhaps you've heard of something called a coffin."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan shuddered and instantly dismissed the idea.
We should test the waters now, if he really is sleeping in a coffin.
Miss Xiaotong will definitely open the coffin out of a sense of righteousness.
Lord Wolf raised his hand and yawned, looking at Xue Tong with a hint of sleepiness in his eyes.
Her voice was hoarse:
"Don't you have that..." Lord Wolf tilted his head and thought for a moment:
System panel.
"Can't that see how my body is?"
It would have been better if she hadn't brought it up; the moment she did, Xue Tong's aura instantly plummeted.
"Oh."
Xue Lan clicked her tongue inwardly.
Okay, fine, you're just asking for a scolding.
The inner demon let out a wicked "hehehe" laugh in the sea of consciousness.
She could gloat over Xue Lan's misfortune for a thousand years.
The system panel has actually been malfunctioning for some time now.
Xue Tong clenched his fist and brought it up. On the semi-transparent screen were five or six large, blood-red characters:
"Host's health is low."
The girl looked at Xue Lan with a resentful expression:
"This host has low life value, and it hasn't changed since you withstood the remnant soul of the demon god in the demon realm."
Xue Lan silently hugged her head.
Xue Tong had tried to request a new control panel from the main system. The elegant and luxurious main system looked at her for a long time, then sighed:
"I don't think it makes any sense."
Xue Tong had no rebuttal.
She was now filled with anger as she looked at Xue Lan.
"Are you a wolf? Is it right to just cover your head and stay silent when something happens?"
Xue Lan remained silent, her head almost buried in her chest.
Xue Tong crouched down and poked Xue Lan's shoulder:
"If your subordinates in Beiyuchuan find out, they'll lose face."
Xue Lan remained silent, but her inner demons surfaced.
The woman still had her fluffy ears on her head, and her black wolf tail swayed back and forth behind her, seemingly in a good mood.
"Don't worry about that."
"The thought processes of all the demons in the Northern Region are somewhat abnormal, so the situation you're imagining won't happen."
Xue Tong withdrew her hand and looked at her inner demon:
"How to say?"
The inner demon twitched its ears, then glanced at the Wolf King, who was still pretending to be a gourd.
"The Northern Region River is less a gathering place for demons and more her personal empire."
The inner demon's eyes darkened:
"She is an emperor recognized by the snow-capped mountains and glaciers."
"Hey!" Xue Tong took a step forward, raised her hand and rubbed the inner demon's soft, large ears. Then she leaned close to Xue Lan's ear:
"I never imagined you were a local tyrant."
Xue Lan immediately looked up and waved her hand:
"Not at all, it's all thanks to the kind words of my fellow townsmen."
"I know, I know," Xue Tong said with a smile.
"The glaciers of the Northern Region, the undying overlords."
She tapped Xue Lan on the shoulder:
"Show me your ears so I can touch them."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan realized she had been tricked. The woman looked at Xue Tong in horror: "Isn't this your real purpose?"
"No, that's not it." Little Tong smiled innocently, pointing to the inner demon she had just tormented:
"Just thought of it. I want to know what's different about your ears compared to hers."
Xue Lan felt that touching her ears affected her dignity as the eldest wolf lord and hurt her pride as an older sister.
Of course, none of these things exist.
Lord Wolf obediently conjured up ears for Xue Tong to touch, and the Soul Guide also flew over to hug one of the ears.
Even the most honest Suixin ruffled her fur in the chaos. When she stopped, she found Xue Lan looking at her resentfully.
Lord Wolf tapped the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map on his knee: "You've gone too far."
Sui Xin smiled and said, "I have never seen the artifact spirit before, please forgive me, Master."
Xue Lan had no way to deal with this group of people, so she could only channel her grief and anger into motivation, staring intently at the picture on the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.
That was the Yuanming Map that Xue Lan drew during the illusion of the last Ascension Ceremony.
"Looking at it this way, the desolate region is really a good place. If it weren't for such a large, uninhabited area, I wouldn't know where to set up the formation."
Lord Wolf sighed as he carved out an area in the desolate region and marked it with a series of large "X"s.
The inner demon peeked out, then burst out laughing:
"According to the upper realm, this should be the territory of that three-headed Heavenly Python, right?"
Xue Lan nodded, the swaying toy hanging from her ear swaying gently.
“If Jin San Niang dared to go to Bei Yu Chuan to cause trouble, she should have expected this day to come.”
Xue Tong exclaimed, "Is this what the struggle between the demon race is like?"
The inner demon rolled its eyes at her:
"What kind of demon race struggle is this? This is saving that area."
She patiently explained to Xue Tong, "The clan's ancestor has been corrupted by demonic energy, and the clan has been ravaged by demonic influence to an unknown degree."
"The spiritual energy of the upper and lower realms is clashing. Let's summon... let's summon heavenly lightning to strike again, and then there will be peace."
Xue Tong imagined the scene in her mind for a moment, and finally smiled awkwardly: "It really is... peaceful."
"Wait..." The girl suddenly looked at Xue Lan:
"You're not planning to do the same to the Lin family, are you?"
Xue Lan was startled, then stiffly looked at Xue Tong: "Um, there's a seat in the very center of the main hall of the Wanyu County City Lord's Mansion, please sit down."
Xue Tong gritted his teeth.
“But…” Xue Lan quickly changed the subject, “If an ordinary disciple’s cultivation level is suitable, they can also try to strike. You can talk to Him about it then.”
Lord Wolf King gave an embarrassed smile:
"He probably didn't want to see me for a while."
When she brought this up, Xue Tong also seemed a little troubled, and began to speak listlessly:
"He probably thinks we're in cahoots now, and I guess I can't say anything about it."
"That won't do." Xue Lan revealed a sly smile and beckoned to Xue Tong:
"Come, come, let me tell you..."
After a moment, Xue Tong frowned and looked at Xue Lan: "Isn't this a bad idea..."
“What’s wrong with it? He doesn’t know.” Xue Lan was especially happy when she was encouraging Xue Tong, her mouth stretching to her ears.
Xue Tong covered her eyes.
Are you a legitimate savior?
Xue Lan remained silent, offering no response or rebuttal.
Feiyun traveled another hundred and eighty li before Xue Tong finally saw the faint outline of Luoxia Mountain City Tower in the distance.
She patted Xue Lan on the head:
"Go home."
Xue Lan put away the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map and made a hand seal to change into a light blue robe.
"Let's go see Xiao Wu first..."
"Master Xue!"
The aged voice in her ear interrupted Xue Lan's words. She looked up and saw a small old man in black standing on the ground not far away.
That is the God of Mount Chu of Luoxia Mountain.
"Go down and have a look."
Feiyun slowly lowered his head to the ground, and Xue Lan was the first to bow to the old man: "Xue Lan greets the Mountain God."
Chu Shanshen wore a kind smile, like a kind old farmer:
"A few days ago, the senior in the formation sent a message saying that the sect leader would be returning soon. And it was indeed true."
So it was Kui Shengge, Xue Lan thought to herself.
Knowing her whereabouts wasn't difficult.
"I wonder if the Mountain God has something important to discuss with me here?"
"Of course it's something important, and you're the only one missing." Chu Shanshen smiled and took out a box wrapped with a talisman from his sleeve.
As the talisman unfurled with a burst of spiritual light, the box revealed a token made of ice-forbidden spirit iron produced in the back mountain of Bingdeng Academy.
The token floated slowly in mid-air, with "Lord of Fuyang City" written on the front and "Cui Wu" on the back.
"The forty-three city gods of the Southern Region, the seven major demon clans, and other sects have all had their seals added to it." Chu Shanshen stroked his beard and smiled.
"All that's missing is the Wan Gong Fang (Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop)."
A smile returned to Xue Lan's face.
The woman whispered to Xue Tong beside her:
"I knew no one disliked my junior sister."