Games with fairies

There was a brief silence in the dark cell.

Li Muyang looked at the woman in front of him who spoke harmoniously and tried to make a gentle tone, and was stunned for a moment.

Although Yan Xiaoru's gentle tone was very stiff, she had obviously never done this kind of apologetic and gentle manner, and it seemed a bit awkward.

But for some reason, seeing Yan Xiaoru like this, Li Muyang felt a warm current in his heart.

Many of the things he was originally struggling with disappeared at this moment.

After thinking about the words, Li Muyang said: "...Although it looks like fighting spirit, it really doesn't exist."

Li Muyang's expression became sincere, his eyes softened, and he tried to show his sincerity: "I am not an ignorant three-year-old child, how can I fight with you on a matter of life and death."

"The reason why I don't let you come to rescue me is because it's really unnecessary. The danger is too great."

Li Muyang analyzed the risks and consequences of rescuing himself, and then added: "In addition, Shen Yan has been sending people to protect me near the prison, and I have a small martial arts hegemon body. The cost of trouble for me, a prisoner, is too high. ."

"Those guys are busy fighting for power now. Compared with the power they fight for, my personal grudges with them are really nothing."

The current struggle in the Blood Lotus Sect can be roughly seen as the struggle between the vassal town and the emperor in the previous life.

What the two sides are competing for is the order and voice of the Blood Lotus Religion in the future, which is related to the order and future of both parties and even the entire Blood Lotus Religion.

At this time, the "culprit" like Li Muyang is irrelevant, and there is no point in spending manpower to retaliate against him.

After Li Muyang finished speaking, Yan Xiaoru in the darkness fell silent.

"Is this so..."

Yan Xiaoru pondered, seemingly choosing her words carefully, and said, "I also know what you said, but a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Now there is endless turmoil in the city. We will take this opportunity to rescue you."

"I won't do anything risky. Since I'm here to save you, I'm 100% sure..."

Yan Xiaoru still hopes to rescue Li Muyang.

Li Muyang smiled and said, "I'm very happy that you care so much about my safety. But it's really not necessary."

"Instead of wasting manpower and taking risks to save me, it's better to leave me alone for now. Yuechan said that your plan is almost completed. In this case, I won't be able to stay in this prison for many days."

"Besides, I have important things to complete in prison. It will be inconvenient after I leave the prison."

As he spoke, Li Muyang glanced at the dark cell entrance, alert to the movement outside.

Yan Xiaoru went deep into the prison at this time, which was extremely dangerous. Once discovered by the guards of the Blood Lotus Cult, the consequences would be disastrous.

Sensing Li Muyang's nervousness, Yan Xiaoru said softly: "I can still stay here for half a quarter of an hour. Cheng Feiyang has arranged everything. Just say what you have to say, no one will come here for the time being."

Yan Xiaoru's words made Li Muyang nod.

Half an hour was a bit rushed, and there was no time to explain in detail, and it was not easy to explain.

Li Muyang could only say as concisely as possible: "I figured out a way in the prison to abolish the power of the Sifang Ding to bring believers back to life without anyone being aware of it."

"If this power can be successfully abolished, the threat of the Blood Lotus Sect will be greatly reduced again..."

Li Muyang spoke like a book from heaven.

It is impossible for a normal person to believe that he, a prisoner, could accomplish such great deeds in a land where his magical power has been cut off.

That is an ancient immortal weapon!

Is it possible that you, a little disciple of the Demon Sect, can discard its power at your own discretion?

But after Yan Xiaoru was silent for a few seconds, she said seriously: "Really?"

Li Muyang nodded: "Really, but I hope this matter will be kept secret and not told to anyone."

Yan Xiaoru said: "Okay! I will believe you if you tell me."

Without asking Li Muyang how he did it, Yan Xiaoru believed him directly: "If you can abolish the Blood Lotus Sect's troublesome magical power of resurrection, this cult will no longer be a threat."

Li Muyang smiled and said: "So you don't have to worry about me, and you can work on your plans outside. I am fine in the prison. You are planning to cut off the connection between the Sifang Cauldron and the earth veins outside, while I quietly broke the Sifang Cauldron. Ding’s power of resurrection from the dead.”

"We worked together to completely put an end to this turmoil in the Blood Lotus Sect."

Li Muyang spoke sincerely.

Yan Xiaoru continued to nod: "Okay! Listen to you, I will let Cheng Feiyang take care of you secretly. If your plan can come true, it will be great, but even if it can't come true, there is no need to force it."

"As long as the connection between the Sifang Cauldron and the earth veins is cut off, the turmoil in this place can be quelled."

Faced with Li Muyang's requests, Yan Xiaoru accepted them all and was astonishingly obedient.

Li Muyang even suspected that she would not refuse if she was asked to do something "forcing others to do something difficult" at this time.

But seeing that the time was almost up, Li Muyang didn't say much.

He smiled and whispered: "Go quickly, don't stay in the prison for a long time, and don't come to see me in person again in the future...it's too dangerous."

Li Muyang spoke sincerely and urged Yan Xiaoru to leave.

But Yan Xiaoru looked at him quietly in the darkness and did not move.

She took two steps forward and came to the fence. She quietly looked at Li Muyang who was separated by the fence in front of her and said, "There is still time..."

Li Muyang blinked, thinking that the woman had something to say.

But Yan Xiaoru's hand suddenly reached into the fence and held Li Muyang's face, gently pulling him in front of her.

Then, Yan Xiaoru, who was outside the prison, gently stood up on tiptoes and approached.

The quiet and elegant fragrance rushed towards him, and Li Muyang's eyes suddenly widened.

He felt Yan Xiaoru's warm breath close at hand and her soft and moist lips.

Their breathing, lips, and heartbeats were chaotically intertwined at this moment.

The intoxicating dreamy feeling keeps emerging.

At this moment, Li Muyang seemed to be drinking jade dew and nectar, instinctively seeking out the sweetness on his lips and tongue, and his eyes were a little blurry.

After a while, the two people, whose clothes and hair were a little messy, separated in the darkness.

She took two steps back and looked at Li Muyang inside the fence. This iceberg-like elder of the Demon Sect had the same cold expression as before.

But there was a layer of confused mist in her eyes.

Two blushes also quietly stained her cheeks.

She quietly looked at Li Muyang in the prison and said softly: "...don't die."

After saying that, the iceberg-like woman turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the dark entrance.

She didn't seem to have the slightest nostalgia and left so resolutely.

Even the last words left behind were extremely brief.

But Li Muyang in the dark prison pursed his lips, smacked his tongue, and smiled extremely happily.