The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Squeak~" the little squirrel cried a few times and then gestured with its paws.

After Su Wenyan saw clearly what it wrote on the table, he widened his eyes in disbelief, "Lu Jing? You said you are Lu Jing! Oh my God! How did you turn into a squirrel!?"

"Squeak~" Lu Jing gestured again, indicating that his true form was a little squirrel.

"This...Ayuan, what's going on?" Su Wenyan asked Long Huayuan.

……

Continuing from the last chapter, Lu Jing went to heaven to seek help, but was rejected by Long Huayuan. He then knelt outside the temple and kowtowed and begged, with blood dripping from his forehead, but he still persisted.

"Sir, why are you doing this? Since the master has clearly rejected it, it would be meaningless even if you kneel here and die!"

Seeing this, the palace servants beside him shook their heads and sighed, and tried to persuade him earnestly.

Lu Jing shook his head stubbornly, gritted his teeth and kowtowed over and over again.

Finally, the palace door opened.

Long Huayuan looked at his bloody forehead and frowned, "Since you are sincere, I can ask for mercy, but you must agree to one condition!"

"My lord, please tell me. As long as you are willing to help me, I will agree to any conditions!" Lu Jing looked at her anxiously.

“Don’t speak too early. Although Wen Yan has become an immortal saint with my help, he is still a mortal and has no cultivation at all.

I am always worried about this, but cultivation is too difficult. If Wen Yan embarks on this path, he will definitely encounter all kinds of disasters in the future, so..."

"I understand! My lord, please rest assured that I will always be by his side to ensure his personal safety no matter when and where!" Lu Jing immediately promised solemnly.

Long Huayuan shook his head. "No matter how careful you are, you will still be careless sometimes. After all, in addition to monsters and ghosts, there are many unknown dangers in this world."

Lu Jing was confused by her inconsistent words and looked at her in confusion.

Long Huayuan glanced at him with a half-smile and said, "What I mean is, if you are willing to offer your ten thousand years of cultivation to be extradited to Wen Yan, then I will follow you to the lower world to rescue that idiot. If you don't want to, then leave immediately!"

Lu Jing was stunned when he heard this.

Giving up ten thousand years of cultivation... a full ten thousand years! Doesn't that mean he's going to die? !

Seeing his hesitation, Long Huayuan raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "What? Have you thought about it?"

Lu Jing gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, suddenly opened them, and said with a determined heart: "I do!"

……

"No, no! Ayuan, I absolutely can't accept this!" After hearing about this, Su Wenyan shook his head repeatedly to express his refusal.

Seeing Su Wenyan's resistance, Lu Jing stood on his palm and squeaked anxiously, raising his two little paws and bowing to him continuously to express his pleading.

Seeing Lu Jing's anxious look, Su Wenyan put it on the table and said, "Lu Jing, I understand your feelings, but I really can't accept it. I don't understand cultivation, but I know that this is as important as your life!

Besides, you are going to be a father soon. If you become a squirrel, how will you take care of your children?"

After listening to Su Wenyan's words, Lu Jing was silent for a moment, and suddenly pointed at him with his little paw.

"Me? You mean, let me help you take care of those two babies?" Su Wenyan asked puzzledly.

Lu Jing nodded.

"I can raise the child, but you are the biological father of the child after all. No one can replace you. What if the child grows up and asks who their biological father is? I can't just bring you out, right?"

After Su Wenyan finished speaking, he turned to look at Long Huayuan, "Ayuan, let's return Lu Jing's cultivation to him, right? And Xiaoman is also pitiful.

I went to see her yesterday. She is in a very bad condition. She is pregnant and staying in such a dirty and messy place. She is also flogged every day. I think she may not be able to hold on..."

Su Wenyan finished speaking earnestly, but Long Huayuan turned around and sat on the bed, saying proudly:

"What does it have to do with me whether that idiot dies or not? You only say that she is pitiful, but when she wanted to kill me to seize the throne, did she ever think of showing mercy?"

Su Wenyan choked when he heard this, opened his mouth, and said nothing for a long time. He turned to look at Lu Jing and said softly: "Wait for me outside first, okay?"

Lu Jing nodded, jumped off the table, walked to the door, squatted on the ground and looked at him.

"Uh, stay away."

Lu Jing followed his instructions and jumped three meters away.

"Ahem...well, keep a little further away..." Su Wenyan reminded with two awkward coughs.

Lu Jing ran a little further away.

"It's still farther..."

Lu Jing continued to move backwards.

"Farther..."

Su Wenyan didn't stop until the shadow of Lu Jing's squirrel disappeared. He then closed the door and locked it.

Time passed slowly, Lu Jing lay on the big tree and waited quietly from morning to noon.

Click~

The door opened and Su Wenyan walked out and looked around, looking for the shadow of the squirrel.

Seeing this, Lu Jing quickly jumped down from the tree and went to meet Su Wenyan.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Please come in." Su Wenyan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Lu Jing wagged his tail to indicate that it was okay, and followed in happily.

Long Huayuan had already arranged her clothes and was holding a box in her hand, which contained the cultivation points she had just extracted. She turned to look at Lu Jing and said:

"For Wen Yan's sake, I will return this cultivation to you and promise to intercede for that idiot."

When Lu Jing heard this, he excitedly jumped onto Su Wenyan's shoulders and looked at him with admiration.

I had been kowtowing for so long but failed to succeed, but he accomplished it in just one morning. He is so amazing!

……

Blood Sacrifice Pavilion dungeon.

Long Yi Qiu had just been whipped, his skin was torn and his flesh was exposed. He was thrown to the ground, bleeding, and his body was shaking with pain.

She closed her eyes tightly, hugged her big belly with her hands, and breathed heavily. Her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks. She looked extremely miserable.

The cell door was opened, and Long Huayuan, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked in slowly with her hands behind her back. Looking at Long Yiqiu, who was curled up in the corner and dying, she snorted coldly.

"Who..." Long Yiqiu opened his eyes with great effort. His eyes were blurred. When he saw who it was, he burst into tears out of grievance, "Sister..."

Long Huayuan frowned and scolded impatiently: "Don't call me sister, I'm not your sister!"

Long Yiqiu trembled and crawled to her feet, stretched out his bloody hands, and pleaded weakly: "Sister... I was wrong, please save your nephew, please..."

"Hmph! My nephew? You're quite good at flattering yourself." Long Huayuan said sarcastically.