There might be something wrong with my rebirth

Ming Feng didn't really want to go back to the empty Zichen Palace, so he went to the Muluo Flower Sea first, thinking about picking some flower seeds and taking them back to the Zichen Palace to plant a few more.

But when he collected the flower seeds, he suddenly touched a delicate bronze base in his arms, and he remembered that since he went down to the human world a few days ago, he took out Shuangruo's natal lamp from the Thousand Lighthouse, In the past few days he has been thinking about Shuangruo, but he forgot to return it.

I didn't notice it before, but when I tried to sense it now, I found that this natal lamp didn't have the heat of a flame.

If the natal lamp goes out, it means that the person is in danger.

Ming Feng couldn't tell what mood he was in at that moment, he eagerly took out the natal lamp from his arms, under the delicate bronze base was engraved with Shuangruo's name, the place in the center of the wick was as cold as Those two cold words.

The oil wick was intact, proving that it had never been ignited, Ming Feng's eyes darkened, and his fingers slightly clenched the lamp holder.

People in Thousand Lighthouses have always been cautious, and there is no possibility of mistakes or omissions, such as forgetting to light the lamp or rushing to deal with errands, and the production process of the natal lamp is a fusion of the owner's natal essence. Will not fail to ignite.

Ming Feng pinched his fingers and made a calculation formula, and learned that Shuangruo is fine at this time.

At that moment, the cold lamp holder became a little hot in his hands.

He didn't even dare to think about it any further.

He carefully put Shuangruo's natal lamp back into his arms, and called out Mu Feng who was hiding in the dark: "Where is Shuangruo at this time?"

Mu Feng respectfully appeared, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, just now there is news that Shuangruo Xianjun and a red-clothed monster rushed to the Demon Realm overnight, and the specific situation is not clear to the subordinates, do you need to investigate in detail?"

Ming Feng pinched the center of his brows, his voice was tired: "No need, you will..."

He handed a brocade box to Mu Feng: "Go to the Demon Realm and send this thing to Shuang Ruo."

Mu Feng recognized the brocade box, it was Ming Feng's son jade pendant.

The Zi Yupei is of great significance, and most of it is sent out after the God of Ming Feng recognizes the queen, but Ming Feng has repeatedly sent the Zi Yupei...

Ever since the Huachao Festival, Mu Feng has seen that his lord seems to be a different person, he cares a little too much about Shuangruo, and now he doesn't dare to neglect matters related to Shuangruo, and it's like a wisp of smoke after he agrees Disappeared quickly.

After Mu Feng left, Ming Feng returned to Zichen Hall immediately. It is impossible that the people from Qiandengta would not report such a big matter to him. He was a little flustered, and searched hard in the case files piled up like a hill. Finally, Find a case file from the Inquisitor Thousand Beacon in today's business.

Ming Feng's hands trembled for a moment.

He opened the case file, and a row of small black characters spun wildly in his mind, but even so, he could see clearly.

The people from the Thousand Lighthouse reported to him that Shuangruo Xianjun's natal lamp could not be lit.

Ming Feng was dizzy before his eyes, and suddenly felt that something hazy fell apart in front of him, revealing the desolate and bleak inside.

Mu Feng didn't dare to delay for a moment, but when he entered the Demon Realm, he encountered Wuchang who was killing monsters.

Impermanence greeted him.

Mu Feng nodded to him: "Imperial Lord Wuchang."

Impermanence skillfully hit a sprite, and that sprite was instantly shattered into powder.

Seeing this, Mu Feng was a little suspicious. He clearly heard that the sprites in the Demon Realm had undergone a mutation, and they could not die from a hundred injuries. How could they become so in the hands of Immortal Lord Wuchang...

Mu Feng shallowly took this matter down in his heart, and said calmly: "I still have tasks, so I won't disturb your work here, Immortal Lord Wuchang, let's talk about it another day."

Wuchang stopped him: "Mu Feng, are you going to enter the Demon Realm today?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Exactly."

"That's really a coincidence. The Division of Divine Punishment sealed the entrance of the Demon Realm today, and idlers are only allowed to leave and not enter. Are you going to meet someone in the Demon Realm, or do you have anything to say?" Wuchang expressed regret, "I Let me pass it on for you."

Mu Feng didn't answer, he said: "Don't bother Immortal Lord Wuchang about this matter, if you dare to ask Immortal Lord Wuchang when the seal will be lifted, I will come back in a few days."

Impermanence smiled: "There are so many spooks here, it may take more than half a month to seal it up, by then it will be too late for everything?"

Just as Mu Feng was about to shake his head, Wuchang said again: "Shangshen Mingfeng must be very urgent about this matter, right? If it takes half a month, I'm afraid I'll blame you. It's not a big deal for me to take advantage of my position to go in. .”

Wuchang squinted his long and narrow eyes: "If you don't believe me, if it's something important, you can add a seal of secrecy."

Mu Feng hesitated for a moment.

indeed so.

Shangshen Mingfeng's attitude towards Immortal Shuangruo at this time is not comparable to before, he must not be negligent, Mu Feng slowly pursed his lips, and put a seal on the brocade box.

If this brocade box is opened by someone other than Shuangruo, Yin Jue will immediately report the alarm to himself, and also to the king at the same time. He finally regained his composure and added a positioning enchantment.

This is the king's Zi Yupei, and he dare not neglect it.

Mu Feng said: "I heard that Immortal Shuangruo is in the Demon Realm, so I was ordered to come here and hand this thing over to Immortal Shuangruo. I am sorry for Immortal Impermanence."

Wuchang took the brocade box and chuckled lightly: "Okay, you're welcome, I promise to deliver it to Shuangruo, don't worry."

Mu Feng nodded to him solemnly.

Watching Mu Feng leave, the smile on Wuchang's face disappeared immediately.

He couldn't fail to see the seal formula that Mu Feng had placed on it, and if he opened it, he would give a warning—then he just didn't open it.

He sneered and waved his hands to disperse the illusion around him.

The style of Moyu is rough, the houses are uneven, and the streets are messed up like a cobweb. You can see a few monsters wrestling together everywhere. They are aggressive by nature, and fighting is as common as eating a meal.

But what is commendable is that the small vendors on the streets of Demon Realm are very honest, and those who have a fight will not go to the market to fight.

Masking Chen was attracted by a sealed jar on the food stand, he grabbed Shuangruo, and asked maliciously: "Little Shuangruo, guess what's in that jar?"

Shuangruo cast a serious sideways glance at the dust, and then took a closer look at the style of this food stall. There are eyeballs braised in oil, fried ears, and boiled lungs...

Shuangruo frowned: "It can't be salted tongue."

Covering the dust couldn't hold back the laughter, he picked up the small jar with two thin white fingers, unscrewed the jar, and coaxed Shuangruo to look at it: "Xiao Shuangruo, why don't you take a look? See if your guess is right. .”

Shuang Ruo took a cautious look at Cover Chen, then lowered her eyes and followed his hand to look into the jar...

The thing inside was actually alive, and when he looked inside, he heard the sound of liquid beating against the wall of the jar. Immediately afterwards, Shuangruo saw a bloody thing rushing towards his eyes from inside!

Shuang Ruo felt that the hairs all over his body were exploding, his body hadn't fully recovered, and the pair of ears on the top of his head were folded back almost to the top of his head...

He closed the lid with a snap, trying to maintain his composure, but the big tail that had blown fur behind him betrayed him.

Covering Chen's eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile: "Xiao Shuangruo, have you seen what's inside?"

The peddler didn't know how to read people's eyes, so he yelled with his tongue out, "Blood pickled long tongue...the freshly cut tongue is still warm, you two have a share?"

Shuangruo frowned and threw the small jar to Jianchen, who laughed loudly, in a good mood, and bought a portion of everything from the stall.

Shuang Ruo looked at him, a little speechless.

Covering the dust, chewing on the soft eyes, the sparkle in the eyes: "Why, want to taste?"

Shuangruo finally calmed down and asked, "Has your demon world always been like this?"

Jiechen knew what he was asking, and answered with a smile: "What's the matter, are you afraid? It's our nature to be fierce and aggressive, and we can't kill it, but if you said this..."

Covering the paper bag in his hand, he waved it in front of Shuangruo's eyes: "This is just a special feature of his house. It has been open for more than three hundred years. I have loved to eat his food since I was a child... Normal things are the most popular in the devil world." The famous one is Feiyou jerky, would you like to try it?"

It was Feiyou jerky again, Shuangruo's heart tightened subconsciously: "No, I don't like spicy food."

Covering the dust gracefully wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with a silk cloth, and said, "Who told you that Feiyou jerky is spicy?"

Shuang Ruo was stunned.

In the previous life, Ming Feng brought him back food that he couldn't eat, so he thought that Feiyou jerky was all spicy.

Covering Chen didn't understand why he was stunned in place, took the opportunity to grab Shuangruo's hand, turned his head to look at him: "May I take you there to see?"

Shuangruo lowered her eyes: "Okay."

Covering the dust's hand was a bit cold, and when he grabbed him, his movements were very light, but if he wanted to break free, he still had to spend some effort, Shuang Ruo didn't think too much, and pulled away his hand without a trace after reaching the destination.

Masking Chen didn't care, he pointed to a bundle of dried meat that looked like sticks on the stall and said, "This is only salty, do you want to taste it?"

Shuang Ruo nodded lightly.

Jiechen was in a good mood today, and bought a lot of gadgets and snacks for Shuangruo. In the end, when it got dark, he took Shuangruo to the famous Posang flower field in the Demon Realm.

Although the Moyu style is rough, it also has beautiful scenery.

Posang flower field is.

Posang Flower Field is next to Yinyue Lake, the lake beside it is as clear as a mirror, and the silver moon hanging in the sky is reflected in the lake, which makes people unbearable to break the tranquility at this moment.

The strong red of Posang flower field formed a sharp contrast with Yinyue Lake. Shuang Ruo stood quietly in the flower field, smelling the strong fragrance of Posang flowers, and quietly looked at the dust standing beside him.

In his last life, he had heard that there was a huge marriage stone in the Posang flower field in the Demon Realm, and it was said that the two people who carved their names on the marriage stone would be together for life after life.

Just like the legend of the blessing of the flower god in the sky.

And Posang Flower Field, of course, is a sacred place for love.

With a bright brilliance in his eyes, he chuckled lightly: "Do you know where this is?"

Shuang Ruo looked at him and said nothing.

Covering Chen approached step by step, suddenly a delicate and charming Posang flower appeared in his hand.

Posang flower petals are bright red, gorgeous and beautiful, but there are dense thorns on the rhizome of this flower.

"Posanghua, all passions are like fire, and there is a price to pay." Cover Chen looked at him with a smile, "Shuangruo, come to the Demon Realm to live with me, how about it?"

The author has something to say: Shuang Ruo was frightened and folded into airplane ears, hehehehe.

Thank you little angels, Mojiu!

It may be a little later tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the evening~