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Chapter 197: The Demon King vs. the Phoenix God in Trouble 4

For several days, Chun Nian hadn't seen Shen Chenzhou.

Every day he would go to Heting to get things, then run to Huaqi to stay there for a day, and then return to Ruiyun Palace at night.

Until the Thousand Lantern Festival in the human world arrived.

Han Chong warmly invited them to join the festival in the human world.

Xingcheng is a small city in the Yue Kingdom in the human world.

When the lights go up at sunset, looking down from above, the long streets are illuminated like flowing water, and the worldly life is peaceful.

Everybody lives by the river.

Gods and demons are just legends.

"It's so lively!"

Chun Nianren stood at the end of the long street holding a koi lantern, his face covered with a bluebird mask, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, which were filled with curiosity about everything here.

Huaqi is wearing a white fox mask and holding a lotus lantern in his hand.

Han Chong did not miss any opportunity to show his handsome new face, and he wore a smile that was no longer worth anything but a smile that was on his face twelve hours a day.

The surroundings were bustling, and the bracelet on Chunnian's wrist was emitting a seductive glow.

In the distance, under the willow trees by the river, among the dense lanterns, the man in red clothes and holding a fan was Shen Chenzhou who had not appeared for several days.

The man's red robe fluttered, and he looked evil and charming.

Watch her walking through the long street, lingering in front of the stalls selling strange and quirky gadgets, her clothes fluttering like a lively butterfly.

"What's going on in the spirit world recently?"

Shen Chenzhou asked Heting, his emotionless gaze still on Chun Nianren.

The Qingluan clan has an ancient heritage and rare bloodline, so they have always regarded bloodline inheritance as a top priority.

Moreover, the spirit world has its own secret tracking techniques, and they calculated that this little blue phoenix had fallen into the demon world. How could those old guys sit still and watch?

Heting looked at Huaqi beside Chunnianren.

"The leader of the Qingluan clan has come out of seclusion, but for some reason, there has been no news of anyone missing in the spirit world."

This is the strangest part.

Chun Nianren stood in front of the stall selling sugar paintings, watching the old man making sugar figures pouring amber syrup onto the iron plate.

Just now, this old man stopped her on the street and insisted that her fate was unusual and wanted to tell her fortune.

The aroma of burnt food mixed with the scent of white plum blossoms lingered at the tip of the nose. The old man suddenly raised his eyes, and starlight flashed in his turbid pupils.

"The girl's destiny will have to go through a thousand tribulations before it can be fulfilled."

There was a melodious smile in Chunnianren's eyes. He came here just for fun, but he didn't expect that this old man really had some talent.

But Han Chong could no longer keep the smile off his face.

Hundreds of disasters and thousands of difficulties, this is not a good thing to say.

Just as she was about to curse, Chun Nianren lowered her head and took out two copper coins from the small purse Hua Qi had prepared for her, placed them on the table, and turned away.

Han Chong had a resentful look on his face, still disliking the old man.

"He is just an old man selling sugar paintings in the human world. What nonsense can he understand about fate..."

It was the time of celebration and fireworks were set off on the river bank.

On an east windy night, the sky is full of fireworks and silver flowers.

A group of children happily passed by Chun Nianren and ran to the end of the street, where there were bright lights and loud drums and music.

Thinking of spring, people suddenly look back.

Shen Chenzhou has set up a barrier around his body. Logically speaking, those with a cultivation level lower than his will be unable to see him through the barrier.

But at this moment, her eyes were clearly fixed on where he was.

It was as if she met his half-smiling gaze.

Only she saw it.

Shen Chenzhou stared at her, and for no reason he felt a sense of realization when he met her gaze.

An image flashed through my mind, as if I had once stood on the same long street, placing a lotus water lantern into a woman's palm.

The moment when reality and image overlap.

Chun Nianren's entire face was hidden under the blue bird mask, his eyes were full of joy, and a flash of inspiration disappeared in an instant.

She held an exquisite pink lotus river lantern in her palm and ran towards Shen Chenzhou.

Shen Chenzhou looked at her. She passed through the crowd like a dancing spirit bird. Even with a mask on, her lively and beautiful aura could not be concealed.

But she just passed by him.

Unconsciously, their sleeves lightly touched each other in the air, and the movement was so tiny amid the noisy crowd around them.

But he is Shen Chenzhou, the Demon Lord, with extraordinary five senses.

Behind him, lotus water lanterns flowed slowly from upstream, gathered on the river surface, carrying the beautiful vision of the world.

Chunnian stopped and squatted at the bank, placing the lantern in his hand on the water.

Shen Chenzhou turned around quietly and watched her clasp her hands together devoutly like an ordinary person, close her eyes and make a wish.

Her pink lips moved up and down, the sound so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"I wish myself happiness every day, I wish Sister Huaqi happiness every day, I wish Han Chong happiness every day, and I wish Shen Chenzhou... bad luck in this year."

Hearing her prayer, Shen Chenzhou's eyes turned cold and his expression was weird, and he closed his folding fan.

One step out of the barrier.

He suddenly appeared behind Chun Nian, scaring Han Chong badly.

Hua Qi's gaze fell on He Ting who appeared with Shen Chenzhou.

Chun Nian opened her eyes, reached her hands into the water, gently stirred up ripples, and sent the lanterns away.

Serious and pious.

He stood up and looked at the thousands of lotus lanterns floating down the river. As he turned around, the smile in his eyes suddenly stopped.

The lotus water lantern she had just released had already fallen into the man's cold and ruthless hands.

Shen Chenzhou outlined the petals of the water lotus lantern with his fingertips, the candlelight illuminated his eyes, and he seemed to be smiling gently and affectionately.

At this moment, the city full of lanterns behind him was like a starry sky hanging upside down, but Chun Nianren felt a chill down his spine.

In her eyes, a Rakshasa was coming.

Shen Chenzhou's secret voice exploded in her ears.

"After watching the last fireworks display, I will personally teach you what it means to be unlucky in this year."

A group of five people walked on the street, without saying a word, just like five mutes.

Hanasus: What do you want to say?

Han Chong: What can I say?

Chun Nianren: What dare you say?

Groups of children holding lanterns were chasing each other in the crowd, and they ran to Chun Nianren and Shen Chenzhou.

They ran around them playfully, the bright light of the lanterns illuminating the children's smiling faces, their laughter crisp and joyful.

Even the strange atmosphere surrounding this group of people became much more normal.

Shen Chenzhou, wearing a gilded mask, walked towards the lantern stall and picked up a jade-carved hollow rabbit lantern in his hand to play with it.

Chun Nianren glanced at the delicate, thin and ingeniously crafted lamp, then looked down at his purse and quietly took out the silver.

"Young Master, please buy some osmanthus cake."

A hunchbacked old woman stood in front of him, with a bamboo basket piled with golden osmanthus cakes.

The sound of breaking air was heard at this moment.

Tonight is the last fireworks display, while countless flowers and silver flowers bloom in the endless darkness.

The Eldar's massive restriction rose up.

Three poisoned bone arrows came at him in a triangular shape. The cold blue light emitted by the arrowheads was the poisonous blood that could corrode the soul.

Chun Nianren turned around and retreated quickly, and the soul-locking bracelet on his wrist made a clear buzzing sound.

Hua Qi quickly appeared behind her and supported her, while Han Chong stood in front of them.

Within the restriction, except for the elves and demons, everything else remained still.

Dozens of black shadows jumped down from the eaves, and the spiritual patterns on their foreheads were like green feathers.

People smell a familiar cool fragrance in spring.

The Eldar are good.

But this force is definitely not here to save me.

As if to confirm her thoughts, the leader of the Qingluan tribe appeared in mid-air, with a sinister look on his face.

"The Blue Luan Goddess colluded with the demons and is a traitor to our spirit race. Today, we will not tolerate you!"