He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 280 The Storm is Coming 2

"Where are those two women?" Murong Junlan interrupted the Demon Lord impatiently.

The Demon Lord was eagerly awaiting the Pavilion Master's return and didn't pay any attention to Murong Junlan, not even sparing her a glance. Their conversation had been quite pleasant, but Murong Junlan abruptly interrupted them, leaving the Demon Lord seething with displeasure.

The Demon Lord's fiery gaze swept across Murong Junlan's face. Under normal circumstances, the Demon Lord would have first unleashed the black mist, and before the other party could react, he would have been struck or poisoned without warning.

But today was different. The Demon Lord's devilish gaze searched Murong Junlan's face again and again, and he couldn't bear to look away. Suddenly, the Demon Lord let out a scream, and the devilish voice made Murong Junlan's skin crawl.

"My goodness, how could there be such a handsome man in the world? Oh my, my heart is pounding in my chest!"

"I'm asking you if you've seen those two women come by?" Murong Junlan wasn't so patient, and with a quick movement, she wrapped her thin rope around the demon lord's arm. The demon lord neither responded nor dodged, continuing to admire the handsome man before her as if no one else was there.

"Oh my goodness!" The demon lord pulled out a handkerchief from who-knows-where. Good heavens, the handkerchief was even embroidered with pink mandarin ducks playing in the water. "My lord, we've cultivated for a thousand years to share a boat ride and ten thousand years to share a pillow."

After speaking, the Demon Lord shyly held out the handkerchief, half-concealing his face like a pipa player, his bashful eyes and hesitant posture almost dripping with desire. If it were a woman, Prince Murong might have given her a few disdainful glances, but this was a man, and he couldn't even be bothered to entertain the thought of disdain. At this moment, he felt only disgust, a disgust that ran from head to toe.

In a flash, Murong Junlan struck first, pressing the Demon Lord's pressure points to stop him from being disgusting. Little did he know that the Demon Lord would fall to the ground with a thud.

"My lord, you've hit the nail on the head with your acupoint strikes." The demon lord's alluring gaze made Murong Junlan's stomach churn. He forced himself not to vomit, and his face immediately darkened with anger.

"My lord..." The demon lord stretched out his arm, which was even whiter and more delicate than a woman's, to touch Murong Junlan's face, but Murong Junlan turned around and dodged it.

"I'll ask you one more time, did you see two women come in?"

"My lord, do you think my side-lying position is alluring?" The demon lord completely ignored Murong Junlan's words, instead looking at him with affectionate eyes, and suddenly covered his mouth and smiled.

Murong Junlan was furious. He couldn't understand how such an important spring, the Crimson Spirit Spring, could be guarded by such a person. If the Pavilion Master hadn't confirmed that the real Crimson Spirit Spring was here, he wouldn't have believed it, much less come here to seek it.

"Demon Lord, show some respect. This is Prince Murong." The Pavilion Master couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but remind the Demon Lord.

"Prince Murong? His physique is quite extraordinary, and his martial arts and looks seem to surpass yours, but he doesn't understand romance, what a pity."

"His martial arts skills and looks surpass those of the Pavilion Master." This statement, though pleasing to the ear, stirred a smug feeling within Murong Junlan. Even though it came from the mouth of this man he loathed, the remark about not understanding romance stung. Compared to the Pavilion Master, he seemed utterly lacking in romance, and even seemed incapable of protecting her.

"Demon Lord, we've come to ask you for another jar of Crimson Spirit Spring Water." The Pavilion Master didn't want to beat around the bush.

"What are the conditions?" The Demon Lord's eyes were still lurking around Murong Junlan with a sly look.

"What do you think, Demon Lord?" The Pavilion Master felt that as long as the Demon Lord's suggestions weren't too unreasonable, he would try his best to satisfy him.

"Leave him here." The Demon Lord made no attempt to hide his intentions.

"Are you out of your mind?" The Pavilion Master was speechless at this arrogant demon lord, thinking to himself, "Is this the kind of person you can just keep around?"

"Alright. But I want to see those two women." Murong Junlan's quick agreement surprised both the Pavilion Master and the Demon Lord, but Ling Yi had a feeling that a storm was brewing.