She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

The coldness on his forehead eased Pop Jin's discomfort. He opened his hazy eyes and saw the little girl leaning over him, "Jin, you have a fever."

The human body is strong but fragile, and it will age and get sick. When Yaojin didn't come in the morning, the little girl came to see him.

"You also had a fever when you were a child." The little girl brought over the food prepared by Bianxing, put it to her mouth and blew it gently.

That was when she was seven or eight years old. Yaojin had an impression that because Yinshan was on a mission, the little girl took care of him alone. She soaked his hot body in cold water and found ice cubes, which almost made his condition worse. Pass away and live forever.

Later, she read a lot of medical books, and now she is well organized in taking care of him when he is sick.

If she is the king of this castle who is high and in charge of all the monsters, why would she care so much if she just treats him as food? Could it be because of the joy of raising an adult?

The warm porridge was put into her mouth. Yao Jin still remembered that she fed him food once, which made him vomit for a long time. After that time, she did not dare to feed him anything at will.

Feeling sore and weak all over, Yao Jin tried her best to raise her eyes to look at her, "Wang..."

He didn't know how to speak to her. She had taught him a lot. Those humans had never met him, but they were of the same race as him...

His lips trembled slightly and he said, "In the king's heart, what is Popjin?"

What did the king think of him?

There was more than half of the porridge left. To this question, the little girl answered simply, "You are mine, and everything about you is mine."

From the moment he was chosen by her, everything about him belonged to her.

"Jin, you've been acting strange lately." The little girl wiped away the water stains from the corner of his mouth, "Why?"

Facing those red eyes, it seemed like she couldn't hide any secrets. Yao Jin's lips slightly opened, and when she was about to tell the truth, Xing ran in, "King, Master Jia Ya is injured!"

He is the first relative transformed by the little girl, and his strength is only lower than hers, at least he has not been hurt by anyone until now.

Although Xiao Ya had always been humble in front of her and felt like he was not taken seriously, at this time the little girl handed the bowl to Xing and said, "You take care of Jin."

As she said that, she walked out. Pop Jin looked at her determined back and fell into silence.

Xing stirred the porridge and fed it to Yaojin's mouth, "Xiao Yaojin, why do you seem unhappy."

The porridge was not fed, so Yao Jin stared at him and said, "That bat with injured wings is you."

Xing Mian was panicked, "Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

Yao Jin deceived him, "I know it's you."

Xingdai said: "How did you find out?"

Sure enough it was him.

Yaojin asked: "You also drink human blood, right?"

Xing's eyes dodge, what's going on with Yao Jin? In his opinion, he shouldn't know these things about the vampires. His hand holding the bowl trembled, and when Yao Jin touched it, he knocked it over. .

"Piajin, this is not something you should know. Just take the medicine and have a good rest."

He thought about going to tell Wang about this quickly, but Yao Jin took his hand and said, "What will happen to those people in the dungeon, Xing, tell me."

"Piajin, I don't know how you know, but what I want to tell you is that those things have nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it."

Xingyi changed his playful look and said very seriously: "You are different from them. You just need to accompany the king."

Pop Jin remembered that Yin Shan would often tell him in the past that she would stay with the king and treat this as something that needed to be done in her life. Why him, why did he only need to do this.

Seeing that Xing was about to walk out, he took Xing's hand and shook his head, "Don't tell Wang, do you also want to brainwash me?"

God, how could he even know about brainwashing? Xing gritted his teeth and was pulled over by Yao Jin, "Xing, can you tell me about this castle and the king?"

As the two looked at each other, Xing closed his eyes forcefully, "No, I don't know anything."

He's in a mess now.

"I know..." Yao Jin let go of his hand and leaned back. Seeing Xing guarding beside the bed, he sighed deeply, "I will always be with Wang. This will not change."

"Really?"

"Hmm..." Yuanjin looked at the window. It was daytime outside the gap in the curtains, and stars could only appear in places without sunlight.

Thinking back on it, even if Jia Yao Yin Shan and others appeared during the day, they would always be in a shadowed place, so in the entire castle, only the king could walk in the sun at will.

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Jae Crow's body became cold. He was lying in the coffin, his whole face extremely pale. His men gathered around him and captured humans. After eating blood, they still had no effect before reporting to the king.

The room was extremely dark, and the little girl in a white dress pushed open the door and entered like a ray of sunshine, making the relatives unable to open their eyes.

When Jae Yao smelled her scent, the pain on his face softened a bit, "King."

He was so angry that his eyes lit up a little when he saw the little girl.

His forehead was as cold as ice, so cold that even the function of absorbing blood was suspended. The little girl opened her fingers and dripped blood on his lips.

The paper-white lips were instantly dyed vermilion. Zha Yao's body shook violently, he rolled his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Her blood was useless.

"What's going on?" She raised her lips slightly and asked the relatives next to her.

Hearing the excitement in her tone, the relatives hurriedly said: "Your Excellency was injured by the Saint of the West City, and he was sprinkled with holy water. He became like this after he came back."

Saint of Xicheng, holy water?

She was about to get up, but was pulled back by Jia Ya, "King, no, don't go."

The king found that her blood was useless to the holy water, so he must have wanted to die, and Jia Ya would never allow this to happen.

"King, please save me, sir. I heard that the people in Xicheng wanted to harm you, so you went to see the situation for yourself. The result... ugh!"

Zha Ya's hand was dry and cold. It was the only hand he had left after being punished. The little girl held down that hand and whispered: "Take Qingye's blood."

Qingye was brought over. He heard that it was the king calling him. He was very happy at first, but when he saw a group of relatives waiting in the dark room, his breathing became heavier. When he saw the blood-drawing tool, his hands trembled. His legs went weak and he knelt down.

Two bowls of blood were fed to Chi Ya. His complexion softened, but other symptoms did not disappear. Qingye lay on the ground unable to even open his eyes. He lost too much blood and soon passed out.

"King, the blood is not enough, or... why don't we use that person's blood." A relative lowered his head and said.

Now in the entire castle, the only person with a higher blood level than Qingye is Popjin, but everyone knows that he is the king's treasure. In the king's heart, which one is more important, the crow or the human?