bloodline temptation

Lying on the hammock in the forest, Lin Jing closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Xi Mo sat next to him, stretched out his hands to gently stroke his fluffy hair, and pressed his pouting mouth, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

The little elf seems to like Lin Jing very much, and has been around him all the time. Finally, taking advantage of Xi Mo's inattention, he carefully kissed Lin Jing.

Ximo laughed, and stretched out a finger to poke the elf's forehead: "He is mine, you are not allowed to touch it."

The elf made a face, flapped his wings and flew away.

The morning sun shone on Lin Jing's face, but when she opened her eyes, she had already returned to the bedroom, where Ximo was standing aside and arranging her clothes.

"Are you going to leave?" Lin Jing sat up.

"Yeah." Ximo leaned over and gave him a lingering good morning kiss.

"Prince." A housekeeper knocked on the door, "It's time to go."

"Then I'm leaving." Ximo scratched Lin Jing's nose.

"You have to be careful." Lin Jing looked at him, "If you get hurt... I don't want you!"

"Of course." Ximo smiled and hugged him, then turned and walked out the door.

According to records in the history books of the Demon Realm, it was a day of violent wind and rain, with dark clouds rolling over.

But Lin Jing knew that the weather on this day was actually very good, with a warm morning light, as soft as a kiss between lovers.

On the black battlefield, the army of gods and demons struggled to resist the attack of the puppet beasts, and at the end of the battlefield, Preke was hanging in the air, looking at Ximo and Saro with contempt.

"Why did he create such a large protective barrier for himself?" Xi Mo frowned.

"Because he was injured, the magic will attenuate." Salo conjured up a golden scepter and rushed over first.

Contrary to the two people's expectations, Preke did not fight, but instead spread his wings and flew towards the other side at a high speed, which seemed a little...fleeing.

"Chasing or not?" Salo asked Ximo.

Ximo didn't answer his question, and with a flash around him, he had already followed Preke.

Even if you know it's a trap, you have to follow it.

Because Preke was going in the direction of his Scarlet Castle.

Sa Luo sighed and chased after him.

In the garden of the castle, Lin Jing was staring at the flowing clouds in the sky in a daze, when suddenly he saw a shadow getting closer in the distance, and in the next instant, Xi Mo fell in front of her.

"Are you okay?" Xi Mo took his arm.

"Of course I'm fine." Lin Jing was a little surprised, "What's the matter, the war is over?"

"No." Simo heaved a sigh of relief, "Prik came in this direction just now, and I didn't have time to stop him."

"I'm fine." Lin Jing wiped his sweat for him, only to find that Xi Mo's heart was bleeding.

"Are you injured?" Lin Jing was shocked.

"It's okay." Ximo smiled palely, reached out to rub his head, but his knee gave way.

Lin Jing quickly supported him, let him sit on the chair, and eagerly unbuttoned him.

"Isn't your self-healing ability very strong, why is the blood kept bleeding?" Lin Jing's hands were blood-red, trembling and unable to unbutton her buttons.

"It's okay, baby." Simo held his hand, frowning slightly in pain, "Prick's light blade has blocking magic, that's why it keeps bleeding."

"Then what should we do?" Lin Jing was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, worried that he would lose too much blood, so he simply took off his shirt, "Do you want to drink?"

"Fool." Xi Mo's voice was hoarse, "How could I be willing?"

"...Then what are you going to do?" Lin Jing frowned.

"Where's the ring I gave you?" Ximo asked weakly, covering his chest.

"Yes." Lin Jing stretched out her left hand, with a dark red agate ring on her thin white ring finger.

"Take it down and give it to me." Ximo stretched out his hand.

"What do you want it for!" Lin Jing continued to unbutton his clothes, seemingly terrified, "What to do, why is it bleeding all the time?"

"Don't worry." Simo held his hand, "give me the ring, I'll be fine."

Lin Jing ignored him and tremblingly unbuttoned the last button.

There is a deep blood hole on the white chest, which is continuously bleeding out.

"I'll get the bandages." Lin Jing's face was pale, she stood up and wanted to run.

"Give me the ring!" Ximo grabbed him, looking a little exhausted, "The ring has the energy of the blood king, and it will resist blocking magic."

Lin Jing frantically went down to take the ring down, but she couldn't take it off no matter what.

"Wearing it for too long, I can't take it off." Lin Jing's eyes turned red with anxiety, "Persist on it, I'll try soap."

"Hurry up." Ximo leaned back on the chair, without even the strength to open his eyes.

Lin Jing turned around and ran out of the garden, but instead of going to the bedroom to get a bandage, she ran all the way to the housekeeper's room.

"Little master." The aged butler was taken aback, "What happened, why are you covered in blood?"

"Hurry up, is there anyone who is very powerful in magic?" Lin Jing ran panting, "There is a bastard in the garden, he pretends to be Ximo."

"Someone pretending to be the prince?" The butler was shocked.

"Yes, they look exactly the same, but I'm sure it's not him." Lin Jing's nervous face turned pale, "What should we do next?"

"We still have an army, which is the vanguard of the fourth demon army." The steward quickly summoned the bats used to send messages, "We should have gone to the battlefield, but because of a mistake, the prince ordered a collective confinement for three months. "

The leader of the vanguard is called Xingben. Although he is very hot-tempered and disobedient, he obeys Ximo unconditionally. When he heard that someone dared to pretend to be his own boss, he immediately jumped up in anger, and teleported over with the mighty army.

That fake Ximo was pretending to be weak in the garden, when he suddenly felt that his surroundings became very noisy, and when he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by a large army.

"Honey you—"

"Baby, your old mother!" Lin Jing pointed at him aggressively, "Who the hell are you!"

Xingben opened his eyes wide, sister-in-law is really imposing!

It doesn't make any sense to pretend anymore, the counterfeit raised his eyebrows, and slowly stood up from the chair, the previous weakness was swept away.

"You, you, who!" Lin Jing felt a little scared when he saw his strange smile.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him changed into another look.

Gray robes, gray wings, gray eyes.

"Priker?!" Lin Jing's eyes widened. It was the person who hugged Lester by the river before!

"Are you that famous bastard?" Xingben screamed excitedly, "Brothers, hurry up! It's the turn... No, kill him!"

The famous bastard twitched his eyebrows, took a step back, swiped and flew away with three pairs of wings.

What I left for Ximo and Salo was just a phantom. I was going to come here to cheat the ring and then deal with those two people, but I didn't expect to be seen through.

Without his own light magic, the puppet beast army cannot regenerate, and he must go back immediately.

"Brothers, go!" Xingben was imprisoned and almost depressed. This time, he finally had an excuse to go to the battlefield. He was so excited that he rushed out screaming. He didn't forget to stop before leaving. Hug Lin Jing.

"Hello!" Lin Jing was taken aback.

"Sister-in-law, I'll take you to find the boss!" Xing Ben's voice was like thunder, shaking Lin Jing's head.

The fallen angel's teleportation speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for Lin Jing to be brought to the battlefield by Xingben.

"Kill it!" Seeing the overwhelming puppet beasts, Xingben was so excited that he almost suffocated. Holding a knife, he led the people to rush up, leaving the poor sister-in-law aside.

Lin Jing was dumbfounded by his two hundred and five actions, but what is more important now is obviously how to protect himself.

Several huge puppet beasts rushed towards Lin Jing, but when they were still far away from him, they were eroded by magic into charred pieces.

Huh?Lin Jing was startled, Ximo's protective barrier is so powerful?

Two white shadows flew over from the sky, they were Fili and Tete.

"Oh—" Fili's growl was more like a wolf's howl.

The adult Reaper Dog has extremely powerful fighting power. After a few days of seeing each other, Fili has grown to the size of a pony, and the flame-shaped black hair on his head has also turned red.

Several puppet beasts pounced on Fili and Tete, and were torn to pieces within a few strokes.

"Amazing!" Lin Jing gave them a thumbs up.

Feili signaled Lin Jing to ride on his back, and led him to leap forward, rushing into the depths of the enemy army like lightning.

Because of the powerful black magic on his body, almost all giant beasts were turned into powder wherever Lin Jing went.

After discovering her awesome skill, Lin Jing was brave and invincible, and only picked places with many enemies to charge.

Tete was a little anxious, and kept pulling Lin Jing's trouser legs after Fili, as if trying to stop him, but Lin Xiaojing was addicted to killing enemies, so he didn't notice it at all.

On the other side of the battlefield, Saro and Ximo soon discovered that the previous Saro was just a phantom. Because of the teleportation magic, he had a very high speed. one strike.

After Simo smashed him into pieces, he teleported back to the castle immediately.

"Hey!" Salo was furious at his extremely irresponsible behavior.

The castle garden was in a mess, only the butler stood there blankly.

"Where's Xiaojing?!" Ximo roared angrily.

The butler was taken aback, and finally explained the matter in general.

Ximo was so angry that he had a headache. He returned to the battlefield and hovered in the air to look down. All he could see were the fighting troops and burning flames. Tens of thousands of people were densely packed like ants. Where is that fool?

A golden flame ignited in the distant sky, Ximo frowned, Saro had already used the highest level of magic, so Prik had probably returned.

Knowing that Salo alone would never be able to defend against Preke, Xi Mo took one last look at the battlefield, turned around and flew towards the place where the flames were burning.

Lin Jing has his own defensive magic, as long as his magic doesn't disappear, he will be fine.

Covering his faintly aching chest, Xi Mo smiled wryly.

Little fool, don't get me into trouble.