The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

This further confirmed the idea that Su Muwei was the Demon Lord Sikong Wu Yue. He was too familiar with everything there.

Nan Xingchen glanced at Su Muwei secretly, feeling more and more uneasy.

She had even started planning. If this person was really the big evil Sikong Wu Yue, how would she escape?

When passing by a barbecue shop, Su Muwei asked calmly: "Do you want to eat?"

"Want to eat."

Nan Xingchen said weakly: "I'm so hungry, everything looks like food to me."

Su Muwei raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a smile: "Look at what you have accomplished."

Nan Xingchen: ...I am just a loser. I need to eat and drink enough so that I have the strength to escape.

They went up to the second floor and found a seat by the window.

Nan Xingchen looked at the menu and ordered dozens of skewers of barbecue, two bowls of noodles and a pot of wine without hesitation.

After a while, the roasted meat was brought over, and Nan Xingchen ate while looking around.

A harsh female voice came from downstairs: "Rong Ke, if you don't make your point clear today, I will never forgive you."

The man in green clothes said helplessly: "Princess Chu He, I have already made it clear to you that there is no match between us."

Chu He asked coldly: "Why is it inappropriate?"

Chu Mohan acted as a peacemaker: "You should all say less. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the demons? If you have anything to say, talk about it when you return to the Great Domain."

"Brother Wang, he he..."

"He'er, don't forget the important things. I have used the Shadow Gu to track the woman's breath. She is nearby."

Chu He suppressed his anger and glared at Rong Ke.

Rong Ke gently shook the folding fan in his hand, pretending not to see it.

Chu He suddenly became angry again. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Rong Ke, what's your attitude?"

Rong Ke was still waving the folding fan in his hand. A man should behave like a gentleman. He did not refute Chu He's words.

Chu Mohan pulled Chu He's sleeve and advised, "He'er, everyone is tired today, let's find a place to have dinner first."

Several people pushed and shoved their way into the barbecue shop.

Soon.

The waiter went upstairs and said politely to Nan Xingchen and Su Muwei, "My two guests, I am very sorry. A guest just booked the second floor. Please move downstairs to have your meal."

Su Muwei threw the purse on the table, raised his cold eyes and stared at him: "I have also booked the second floor."

A strong pressure came over the waiter, who was shocked. He was speechless and said, "My Lord, you are... Your Excellency..."

The waiter hasn't finished speaking yet.

Su Muwei glanced at him coldly: "Get out of here!"

His cold eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing their sharp edges, and his whole body exuded a frightening majesty.

Nan Xingchen looked at him and his heart sank suddenly.

The waiter was so frightened by those terrifying eyes that he dared not utter a word.

thump--

He knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then crawled down the stairs.

Nan Xingchen looked at the cold man in front of her and couldn't help but feel nervous.

She tightened the wine glass in her hand, thought again and again, and finally asked the question that was stuck in her heart: "Are you Demon Lord Sikong Wuyue?"

She had been numbing herself before, but now she really wanted to find out the truth.

Su Muwei's expression paused slightly, and a casual smile appeared on his fair and cold face.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Nan Xingchen, are you afraid of me?"

Nan Xingchen did not answer his question, but asked back: "Why did you lie to me? Do you think it's fun?"

Su Muwei frowned, then smiled and asked, "When did you find out?"

Nan Xingchen took a sip of wine and smiled, "Your cultivation is unfathomable, and sometimes you call yourself "this seat". Even fox demons with high spiritual power like Qian Yi call you "master". All the demons are afraid of you. It's not hard to guess, right?"

Su Muwei tightened his fists and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He did realize that Nan Xingchen already knew his identity.

Nan Xingchen clenched his wine glass and laughed: "You are a dignified Demon Lord. You use the illusion technique and wear a fake face to seduce everyone. Isn't it troublesome?"

Fake face???

Su Muwei's handsome face sank slightly, and his pair of black eyes emitted a mysterious light: "Nan Xingchen, you said that my face is fake?"

Nan Xingchen chuckled: "Everyone in the world has rumored that Sikong Wuyue is bloodthirsty and murderous, and has four arms and three legs. It's understandable that you use the illusion technique when you look like that, but why did you transform into the appearance of this handsome man? It's obvious that you want to seduce me."

Su Muwei's eyes moved slightly: "Have you been seduced?"

Nan Xingchen was so angry that she laughed. This guy actually asked such a question. It turned out that he had no good intentions towards her.

She coughed lightly, feeling a little guilty: "I have good self-control, so I'm naturally not fooled by your fake appearance."

Nan Xingchen squinted and looked out the window, suppressing the emotions in his eyes.

Everyone in the world will be fascinated by beauty, and she is no exception. During the time she spent with this fox, it was not a lie that she was moved at all.

But she couldn't let herself sink any further.

Although she was a useless person, she was not a person without sense of propriety. How could a girl from a small country like her, who was feared by everyone, be able to "climb up" to such a high position?

The only reason he tolerated himself for so long was because he was bored and having fun.

How can you take it seriously???

Su Muwei's eyes were dark and unclear, his lips curled up in a faint smile, his charming and handsome face became more evil and charming, captivating people's soul.

He said frankly: "Su Muwei and Sikong Wuyue were only one person from beginning to end."

Nan Xingchen shook his head and said, "For me, it's different..."

Originally, Su Muwei was very cold-blooded in her heart, so she had to be cautious and try to please him in every way. However, she gradually discovered that Su Muwei was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He would always appear when she needed him most and saved her from danger many times.

How could such a person be the high and mighty cold-blooded Demon Lord?

She laughed at herself and looked down at the grilled skewers on the table. The aroma hit her nose, but she had lost her appetite.

There was silence for a moment.

Nan Xingchen took a deep breath and said calmly: "Su Muwei, I will practice more diligently in the future. Once the fate spell on you and me is lifted, I will have nothing to do with your Demon Lord Sikong Wuyue."

boom!

The wine cup in Su Muwei's hand slipped onto the food table, and his heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

pain--

There seemed to be a heat flow in his chest, the temperature dropped suddenly, and even his clear eyes dimmed a little.

He gathered spiritual energy in his palm and a powerful white light shot out.

Nan Xingchen was originally sitting opposite him, but at this moment his body was out of control and was pulled towards him by a powerful force.

She felt her wrists being tightly held by a pair of warm big hands.

Nan Xingchen suddenly looked up and met Su Muwei's gaze. He was staring at her without blinking, and she could clearly see her figure in his pupils.

Su Muwei called out gently: "Xing'er..."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, and Nan Xingchen sat on his lap.

He even held the back of her head and let her head rest against his chest, with their skin touching, which was an extremely intimate posture.

Nan Xingchen crashed into the hard and warm embrace, and actually felt a little reluctant to leave.

She subconsciously tried to break free, but he held her even tighter.

Nan Xingchen's drooped eyelashes trembled slightly like thin butterfly wings, and suddenly, the butterfly wings seemed to be frightened.

She yelled, "Su Muwei, let me go."