Chapter 96 Investigation The Taoist priest Xiaoyao stroked his beard, smiled, shook his head and said nothing more. The room was filled with smoke and the fire in the trap was burning fiercely. Yan and the little lotus spirit could not stand the cold air of the snow veins of Tianshan Mountain. They stayed in the room for three days, watching Taoist Xiaoyao and the little boy busying themselves treating Mu Ning. Yan and Mu Ning have a spiritual connection, so he can naturally sense the changes in Mu Ning's physical condition. Maybe he will wake up soon. At this moment, Mu Ning seemed to be trapped in nothingness, she was dreaming again. Perhaps because she thought about it day and night, she dreamed about her past life. Her senior brothers and sisters missed her so much that they followed Lu Mingzhu back to the demon world. Looking at the pale-faced girl in the ice coffin, Li Nianxue couldn't help wanting to cry but was stopped by Jiang Sui. She calmed down for a while and realized that this was the territory of the monster Lu Mingzhu, and they couldn't be too presumptuous. At this moment, Lu Mingzhu had a stern expression, and his eyes were full of impatience and indifference as he looked at the two people, as if he could strangle these two "ants" that were not to be feared in the next second.
Jiang Suizhi naturally saw Lu Mingzhu's displeasure and knew that he could not stay here for long. Lu Mingzhu didn't like them meeting Mu Ning. Seeing Lu Mingzhu turning around to leave, Jiang Sui promptly pulled Li Nianxue out of the secret room. Lu Mingzhu arranged rooms for them, and all the demons and monsters glanced at these two "little disciples" from the world of immortal cultivation with different expressions. But the Demon Lord did not express his opinion, so they did not dare to have any opinion on these two people. Mu Ning sat on the bed in this room and watched the two of them plotting loudly. "When will we rescue the elders of Qingyun Sect?" Li Nianxue asked anxiously. Jiang Suizhi shook his head, "The elder of Qingyun Sect may not want to go back with us." Seeing how the elder of Qingyun Sect kept trying to smooth things over at Xuantian Sword Sect that day, Jiang Sui knew that he had his own plans. The two young disciples were not in a position to interfere in this matter, but they had to take Mu Ning's body back. "Now that the Demon Lord wants to know about Aning, he will spare our lives. This is a delaying tactic. When the time is right, we will move Aning's body back to the Sword Sect." Mu Ning frowned as he watched the two people's overly "idealistic" speeches, and suddenly a bad feeling arose in his heart. Not long after, a demon cultivator came hurriedly, said something with a strange look on his face, and left. "The Demon Lord asked you to wait in the main hall." Looking at the departing figure, Jiang Sui and Li Nianxue both sighed at the same time. Mu Ning looked at his two not-so-mature senior brothers and sisters, and couldn't help but worry for them. Mu Ning floated towards the main hall with the two disciples. Lu Mingzhu was sitting on the silver throne, his chin supported by his bony hands and his eyes closed, seeming a little tired. Seeing the two people coming, the man on the seat moved his eyelashes slightly, and his pair of red eyes stared at them silently and gloomily in the shadow of the extinguished fire like a poisonous snake, and the magic pattern on his forehead was so prominent that it was chilling.
The moment he looked into his eyes, Mu Ning's heart skipped a beat and he felt inexplicably panicked. She thought that Lu Mingzhu was more obedient now. While Mu Ning was still distracted, his senior brothers and sisters had already started chatting with the Demon Lord. Lu Mingzhu had no expression on his face and listened to Li Nianxue's endless chatter in silence. If it weren't for those scorching eyes, Mu Ning really wouldn't be sure of him. "When Aning was young, he was much more talented than his peers. At the age of thirteen, he was selected as a disciple of the cabinet and practiced Taoism with us." "Aning?" Lu Mingzhu's voice softened, and his tone of questioning carried a subtle hint of teasing. Li Nianxue looked at Jiang Sui beside her and said in confusion, "Yes, we all call him that." Seeing that Lu Mingzhu didn't say anything, Li Nianxue continued. "She is very smart and loves to play. The rules of Xuantian Sword Sect are strict, so she often takes a few young disciples to climb over the wall to Qingyun Sect. After all, Qingyun Sect does not care about the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect..." "Since she learned how to copy talismans, Aning has never copied Taoist scriptures by herself..." "When Mu Ning went down the mountain to eliminate demons, he eliminated the most demons. He once single-handedly wiped out a large brothel that trafficked in women and forced them into prostitution!" Jiang then hinted to Li Nianxue to stop talking, but was stopped by Lu Mingzhu. "What was the name of the brothel?" "The Incense Pavilion." Lu Mingzhu's deep eyes moved slightly, and then he closed them. Mu Ning's thoughts also recalled the incident in the Incense Pavilion that was worthy of being called a shadow. "Does she... know anyone in the Incense Pavilion? Or... have she experienced anything?" "I've never heard that she met any new people." Li Nianxue frowned. "We encountered many places and things when we went down the mountain to fight demons. The Incense Pavilion is just an ordinary place. I naturally forgot what we experienced specifically." Li Nianxue shrugged. She was telling the truth. Mu Ning was drugged and ambushed in the Incense Pavilion, and lost contact with her senior brothers and sisters. She escaped from the Demon Kiln with a bit of common sense, but the love poison was scorching, and if she didn't get treatment sooner or later, she would die. Mu Ning had been taught the way to keep the world peaceful since he was young. He was not held hostage by women's rules, so he naturally put his life above his innocence. There was no moon that night and the earth was pitch black. She couldn't see who the person was, she just wanted someone to cure her poison. "Help……" After a crazy night, Mu Ning went from being in the upper hand at the beginning to being the inferior. That man's actions were really reckless and annoying. This was her first time, but she did not experience joy and relaxation, only endless pain and nausea. In order to avoid being recognized, she detoxified herself and left.
This was a thorn in her side that she could not bear but she did not take it seriously. If no one mentions it, everything will be fine. But if someone touches on it, she will always think of that unbearable and painful past. She knew that she was the one who seduced herself, and she just wanted this to remain unknown forever. But I didn't expect that I would provoke someone who should never be provoked. Lu Mingzhu's hand was groping for the ring, and he seemed a little distracted. It turned out that this incident was just a "small matter" that was not worth mentioning to her. Perhaps Mu Ning didn't even know that he was the man who had a night of passion with her. Maybe Mu Ning didn't know why he wanted her to marry him. She thought it was a deliberate humiliation by the demons, but she didn't know it was just a dream that man had been thinking about day and night. She knew nothing and was assassinated. There was an inexplicable irritation between Lu Mingzhu's brows, and he paused tapping the stone seat with his fingers. "Go down." "Let the elder of Qingyun Sect come up." After Li Nianxue and Jiang left, the elders of Qingyun Sect were soon brought in. The condition of the Qingyun Sect elders today is much better than when they were first captured. Perhaps due to Lu Mingzhu's instructions and tacit consent, the Qingyun Sect elders did not suffer as much as they did before. Mu Ning felt a little relieved, as Lu Mingzhu still had some humanity. "Have you found out the cause of Aning's death?" Lu Mingzhu stared at the elder below the stairs with his eyes closed, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity in the dark night, his tone cold.