He Lan Tianxia

"Conditions?" Black Tyrant asked.

Conditions? Oh dear, this question has stumped Murong Junlan. He had always thought that Black Tyrant was a flower that could be taken away easily. But ever since he learned that Black Tyrant had transformed into a human, he has been in a bit of a dilemma. Now that someone is asking about conditions, he can't agree to them for the time being.

"What do you think?" Murong Junlan handed the initiative back to Black Tyrant.

"I'll give you my blood in return," Black Tyrant said without any politeness, thinking to himself, "You want to take my life so easily, it's not unreasonable for me to take your blood."

"No," the woman refused.

"You have no right to speak here." Black Tyrant had already ignored the woman's presence, and as soon as she spoke, she retorted rudely.

"This is my queen. If she doesn't agree, I can't agree to your request either." Murong Junlan affectionately put his arm around the woman's shoulder, which made the Black Overlord sitting opposite him very unhappy. The jealousy that women are known for suddenly welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Then I won't easily give my life to anyone else." After saying that, Black Tyrant began searching for a way out. The monster's belly was so tight that there wasn't a single gap to be found.

"Don't waste your time. We've been here for a day already. If your 'Desolate Moon, Withered Flower, Poisonous Sword' works, there might still be a sliver of hope."

He knew about Xiao Shayue, Canhua, and Duque? Black Tyrant was startled, glancing warily at Murong Junlan. She suspected that Murong Junlan's capture last time might have been a deliberate act, and she wanted to enter the cave to investigate. Good heavens, this man was indeed not to be underestimated. Black Tyrant suddenly remembered the ancient voice in the secret passage, and said provocatively, "I can give you a Black Tyrant Flower, but on one condition."

"I'd like to hear the details." Black Overlord's straightforwardness brought a flash of secret joy to Murong Junlan.

"I want to marry you." Black Tyrant turned his head and looked directly at Murong Junlan, his eyes filled with a coercive tone.

"..." This condition surprised Murong Junlan. He paused noticeably, then looked back at the woman's eyes that had just been on him, and answered without hesitation, "I cannot agree to this condition. I am already married." Although he and the woman were not yet officially married, and had not even consummated their marriage, he was determined to marry no one but his Yan'er in this life.

“You can divorce her, I don’t mind,” Black Tyrant said again.

"Black Tyrant, please don't cross my bottom line." The words had barely left his lips when Murong Junlan angrily swung a palm at Black Tyrant. He had previously felt bad about taking Black Tyrant back because he thought it was a flower demon, but now he clearly had the idea of ​​handing Black Tyrant over to Ling Yisheng to be steamed.

Black Tyrant dodged Murong Junlan's sneak attack with a swift movement, and suddenly found this man somewhat interesting. She secretly exerted her strength, and a faint wisp of black energy appeared on her hand without warning. Murong Junlan was startled, but both he and the woman instantly fainted.

"It seems I, Black Tyrant, am not destined to vanish into nothingness, ha..." Black Tyrant laughed triumphantly for a moment, then her laughter stopped abruptly. She had forgotten that they were still inside the monster's belly.

Black Tyrant walked over and tried to pull Murong Junlan up, but she couldn't budge him no matter how she pulled. What was going on? She looked down and saw that Murong Junlan was stuck to the viscous liquid inside the monster. No wonder the two of them were sitting there motionless.

"Hey, that's strange, I can move on my own." Black Tyrant only then realized her abnormality. She was a little excited; the monster couldn't stick to her, proving she had some kind of anti-stick substance. She breathed a puff of black mist towards where Murong Junlan was sitting, then pushed him. He moved! He could really move! Looking at the woman still stuck there, she secretly chuckled, gloating, "You can stay in this monster's belly by yourself. I'm going to marry Prince Murong."

After saying that, Black Tyrant drew his short sword and slashed inside the monster's belly. The monster opened its mouth wide in pain, and Black Tyrant seized the opportunity to grab the unconscious Murong Junlan and leap out.

Emerging from the monster's belly, Black Tyrant truly felt like she had escaped death. She decided to throw a grand banquet to wash away the bad luck and also get married to Murong Junlan. What a wonderful thing!

"Seal off all the checkpoints in the cave. We're having a wedding banquet at Black Tyrant's Cave tonight," Black Tyrant ordered.

“Yes.” Azi, who was standing to the side, also had a rare smile on her face.

Ten tables were laden with delicacies from land and sea, and all sorts of fine food. Flower fairies, who rarely showed their faces, all came to offer their congratulations. They presented various kinds of 'Overlord Flowers' to decorate the entire Black Overlord Cave with a noble and grand air. The Black Overlord himself, dressed in a heavy makeup and wearing a long, thin red silk dress that trailed on the ground, sat upright in the Black Overlord King's rattan chair.

"Your Majesty, may your marriage be blessed with happiness and a long and happy life together." Azi presented a huge purple tyrant flower to the Black Tyrant.

"Your Majesty, may your marriage be blessed with happiness and a long and happy life together." The other Queen Dowagers also presented flowers and offered their blessings, making the Black Queen Dowager appear even more noble and supreme, her smile as radiant as the stars.

"Send the groom straight to the bridal chamber," Black Tyrant said shamelessly.

"Yes." Azi and several of her personal flower fairies helped Murong Junlan, who was dressed in a groom's outfit and still unconscious, into the black sandalwood bed in the wedding cave.

A moment later, Black Overlord, dressed as a bride and slightly tipsy, was helped in by Azi. She walked to the rosewood bed, reached out and stroked Murong Junlan's handsome cheek, and giggled.

"I never imagined that I, the dignified Lord of the Black Overlord Cave, would marry such a mortal as you." She stroked Murong Junlan's face and continued, "You're quite handsome, though. Although you won't live as long as I will, you can help me advance in cultivation, so it's not too unfair to me. However, you are fortunate to have married me, the Black Overlord. I'm curious, how did your kiss help me advance three levels?"

After speaking, Black Tyrant casually tossed his long shawl to the ground and, half-drunk, kissed Murong Junlan's cheek on the bed. Suddenly, he stopped, realizing something. He smiled and muttered to himself, "Wait, my ancestor said it seemed like you kissed me, not me kissed you. I almost got it wrong." Black Tyrant's gaze lingered on Murong Junlan's face for a moment, then he chuckled triumphantly, "Your queen is probably already melted inside that monster's belly." As he spoke, Black Tyrant wiped his face, and a woman's face appeared before Murong Junlan. Then, Black Tyrant exhaled a puff of black mist into Murong Junlan's face, and Murong Junlan slowly awoke.

"Your Highness, you're awake?" Black Tyrant tried his best to imitate a woman's movements.

"Where is this?" Murong Junlan's consciousness had not yet returned.

"Black Overlord's Cave, Black Overlord has locked us up." Black Overlord turned around, poured Murong Junlan a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

"My beloved consort, I seem unable to move," Murong Junlan said.

"It's okay, just wait for the medicine to take effect... you'll be able to move once the effects wear off."

"That's good. I remember we were swallowed by that monster, how did we end up here?" Murong Junlan stared intently at Black Overlord.

"It was Black Tyrant who saved us," Black Tyrant replied cautiously.

"She'll save us?" Murong Junlan didn't miss the slightest change in Black Tyrant's expression. He glanced at the groom's attire and frowned. "This outfit?"

"Black Tyrant wants you to marry her and is forcing you to wear her clothes." Black Tyrant regretted reminding Murong Junlan; this guy was too clever, hard to handle.

"Did Black Tyrant hurt you?" Murong Junlan's mouth seemed unable to stop.

"She said, she said I should watch you two consummate your marriage," Black Tyrant made up a reason.

"Pervert," Murong Junlan cursed viciously.

"Yeah, I think she's a pervert too." Black Tyrant was exhausted. Who was she calling a pervert? But Black Tyrant still chuckled and said, "Your Highness, let's rest for a while and save our energy to deal with Black Tyrant later."

“My beloved consort is right. But I…” Murong Junlan hesitated.

"How is it?" Black Tyrant looked at Murong Junlan with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to hug you, my beloved, but I can't move my hands." Murong Junlan looked a little regretful.

"Your Highness, it's the same if I hug you." After saying that, Black Tyrant stretched out his arms to hug him.

"Achoo—" Murong Junlan sneezed by pressing his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and Black Tyrant dodged away in disgust.

"My beloved, please don't be offended. Achoo—cough cough cough...achoo...I may have caught a cold in that monster's belly. It seems to be a rather unusual cold. I feel a cold sensation coursing through my body." Murong Junlan looked embarrassed. "My beloved, could you please ask Black Tyrant to bring another blanket? It would be bad if you caught this cold."

"Then you wait." Black Tyrant spun out like a gust of wind and never returned; she didn't want to catch a cold.

It was Azi who came in with the blanket. Azi covered Murong Junlan with the blanket and then left. Poor Murong Junlan was feeling suffocated under two thick blankets. No one else came into the cave. Murong Junlan began to circulate his qi secretly. He finally opened one acupoint, two acupoints, three... Just as he was about to open the third acupoint, someone came in. Murong Junlan's qi returned to its original state, and because the blankets were too thick, he held his breath and fainted, his face turning red.

The person who came was Azi. She saw that Murong Junlan had fainted and hurriedly reported to Black Tyrant. Black Tyrant thought for a while before reluctantly saying, "Just throw him out."

So Azi ordered the flower spirits to throw Murong Junlan out. Halfway there, Black Tyrant called out, "It's a waste to throw away such a prize that's practically in our grasp." Besides… Black Tyrant remembered his ancestors' words and ordered Azi to carry Murong Junlan back to bed. Having heard that Murong Junlan had caught a cold and even fainted, the flower spirits who carried him quickly threw him onto the bed and left.

This throw released the pent-up anger that Murong Junlan had been holding in; he clenched his fist and found he could move it again. Actually, while chatting with Black Tyrant, Murong Junlan had realized the woman before him wasn't his Yan'er, but he couldn't immediately discern Black Tyrant's weakness, so he devised this plan. Because he was afraid of catching a cold, there were no flower spirits in the cave. Murong Junlan lay quietly on the bed, trying to hear the flower spirits outside speaking.

"Guard Purple, how is the person inside catching a cold?" someone asked.

"Stop talking nonsense. When did it become your place to manage the overlord's people?" said Azi. "Hey you, Alan, bring some food in later."

"Why didn't you deliver it?" It was probably Ah Lan's voice.

"I have important things to do." The sound of Azi's footsteps faded away.

"Why should I listen to you? Don't think I don't know you're also afraid of getting infected, hmph."

"Guard Blue, are you really going to send something in?"

"I'm not that stupid. Anyway, that person has already caught a cold, so whether he eats or not, he won't survive. I don't know what the overlord is still keeping around? Does he expect me to risk my life to marry him? Heh..."

"Hehe..." The flower fairies laughed in agreement.

"..." Murong Junlan's face, which had been flushed red, turned half black. Since no one dared to come in, he would get up by himself. Murong Junlan turned over and sat up. At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Hei Bawang still maintained her female face, standing there coldly.

"Achoo—cough cough cough... My beloved concubine, where have you been? I'm thirsty." Murong Junlan looked at Black Overlord with no strength.

"I'll get it for you right away." Black Tyrant flashed out and walked away suspiciously.

Black Tyrant took the kettle and sat back down at the table. She filled her own cup and poured another, but instead of bringing it to Murong Junlan, she sipped it and said to him, "Your Highness, now that you can move, come here yourself."

"My beloved concubine, what's wrong with you today? Don't you care about me at all?" Murong Junlan tried her best to divert Black Overlord's attention.

"Is that so? It seems that His Highness no longer needs my concern." Black Tyrant took a sip of tea.

"Come here, let me hug you." Murong Junlan suppressed the urge to vomit and said gently.

Sure enough, Black Tyrant's hand holding the cup twitched slightly, a fleeting moment, but Murong Junlan still caught it. Black Tyrant suddenly felt a naive anticipation for a kiss—that was a heart-pounding experience that would advance her to the next level! She turned to Murong Junlan and smiled slightly, saying, "Your Highness, I will serve you some water." With that, Black Tyrant carried the cup over.

"Then I'll trouble you, my beloved consort." Murong Junlan simply lay back down on the bed and waited for someone to serve her.

"Is your cold feeling any better?" Black Tyrant handed the water glass to Murong Junlan.

Murong Junlan took the water glass and drank, but due to coughing, the water seemed to have splashed onto the blanket unintentionally. Hei Bawang came over to take the glass, and Murong Junlan lunged forward, swiftly pressing two pressure points on Hei Bawang's arms, leaving his hands limp. Murong Junlan jumped off the bed, smashed the glass, and used the remaining corner to brace against Hei Bawang's waist, whispering:

"The King wants to go out."

Black Tyrant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly. It was her momentary greed that had led to her downfall. She was wrong. She had coveted his embrace, his kiss. Humph, what a ridiculous thought! She had brought this upon herself.

"Black Tyrant, I only want to borrow a flower from you to help a friend, and I don't want to make an enemy of you."

"Unless you marry me, you can kill me." She really couldn't negotiate; getting the Black Tyrant Flower would be the same as taking her life.

"Since you disagree, I will not force you. Send me out." Murong Junlan threatened Black Overlord and walked out. Because the two walked very close, and Murong Junlan's hand holding the broken cup happened to land on Black Overlord's waist, onlookers would think that the two were walking intimately with their arms around each other.

Once outside, Black Tyrant didn't play any tricks. She ordered the flower fairies to open the cave door and walked out with Murong Junlan. Even the usually observant Azi didn't notice anything amiss. Murong Junlan and Black Tyrant could even hear snickers behind them.

The two passed through tunnels and soon arrived at the Guqin Terrace outside. Hei Bawang stopped and said calmly, "Prince Murong, I won't see you off any further. Please make yourselves at home."

At this moment, Jiang He and Luo Xie also arrived. As soon as Luo Xie saw that Murong Junlan had captured Black Tyrant, he couldn't help but shout loudly, "Black Tyrant, it seems you can't escape Prince Murong's grasp."

When Black Tyrant heard that fire was coming, she wanted to make a move, but with a weapon still pressing against her waist, she dared not move and could only glare at Luo Xie a few times.

"Prince Murong, are you trying to take my Black Tyrant home?" The Black Tyrant meat was on the chopping board, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Enough with the nonsense, where is my princess?" Prince Murong was worried about his Yan'er.

"Ha..." Black Tyrant suddenly burst into wild laughter, "What time is it that you're only now looking for your queen? She's already been digested in the monster's belly."

Upon hearing this, Murong Junlan became truly anxious. He pushed Hei Bawang aside and leaped towards the Guqin Terrace.