Stunning monster, soft and cute

Linggu frowned, thinking about what to name the caterpillar.

At the same time, someone walked towards him.

Hearing footsteps, Linggu turned around and looked, "Brother Luo?"

With a glance, he saw a chicken leg in his hand, and Shui Lingling's eyes lit up several times, he licked his lips and said, "Brother Luo caught the pheasant so quickly, it's ready to be roasted!"

"No-brainer snacks!" Luo Qingge walked over, rubbing the balls on Linggu's head into a more messy bun, "How could it be so fast to catch and roast a pheasant, even if He's so fast, he shouldn't have only one leg." Especially since he was the one catching hares.

Linggu felt a little embarrassed about his stupidity, and shook the caterpillar back and forth in his hands to ease his embarrassment.

Luo Qingge continued: "This is an outer disciple who is too talkative, went to the street market and bought a chicken leg secretly, planning to eat it secretly in the secluded fairy mountain, but I happened to see it, so I confiscated it Chicken legs, I also thought that Linggu likes to eat this, so I brought it to you as a base first."

While speaking, Luo Qingge had already handed the chicken leg to Linggu.

"Thank you, brother Luo." Ling Gu threw away the caterpillar that was knocked up in his heart, and took the chicken leg.

"I'm going to hunt hares."

After speaking, Luo Qingge turned and left.

Seeing the person walking away, Linggu couldn't help biting the chicken leg in his hand.

One bite at a time is sweet, completely immersed in forgetting me, forgetting you, and forgetting everything.

A pure-blooded rice cooker.

I didn't even notice that there was a person standing behind me at some point.

The deep and dark red pupils hidden under the brim of the black hat stared at the small white figure who was sitting on the ground with his back to him eating and enjoying himself.

At this moment, Linggu tore off the last piece of meat from the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt that it would be a pity to throw away the remaining chicken bone, so he simply stuffed the chicken bone into his small mouth.

He planned to chew the chicken bones with his sharp teeth.

He didn't notice the person behind him at all.

But the person behind wanted him to know, to make him turn around, he wanted to see his face.

But he didn't bother to speak to Linggu, so he deliberately stepped on Linggu's protruding tail with the tip of his shoe.

Because Linggu was happy to eat, his big fluffy tail couldn't help getting out of his robe, and the tip of the tail was wagging happily.

However, at the next moment, the black toe of the shoe fell down precisely to find the time.

"Ah~" Linggu screamed, instinctively pulled the tip of his tail back from Ye Youming's feet, and then subconsciously turned around to look.

Cemetery froze.

Ye Youming also seemed to be petrified, his gaze fixed on Linggu's small face.

Linggu's eyes were rounded in shock, his mouth was stuffed, and there was still a piece of chicken bone that was not chewed, which was exposed outside.

The dark red pupils meet the clear black pupils.

As if everything in this world is forbidden at this moment.

Because he was too engrossed, the chicken bone in Lingu's mouth fell to the ground, and Linggu regained his senses in shock, and then... he turned around and ran away.

But after running a few steps, Linggu stopped again.

Why did he run away when he saw Master?

Lingu's mind is full of mud.

He spat out all the chicken in his mouth, turned around, and ran back again.

Standing obediently in front of Ye Youming, he said weakly, "Master."

Ye Youming choked suddenly, then turned his body slightly, lowered his head, and coughed several times, he actually forgot to breathe for a long time!

Seeing Ye Youming coughing, Linggu asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

There was light in Ye Youming's eyes, and the red pupils were set off as if they could bleed in the next moment. He stared at Linggu and pushed towards him step by step.

Linggu's frightened little face instantly turned pale, but he stood still and did not dare to move.

He didn't complete the task assigned to him by the master, let the master down, he, he... he should die!

Linggu closed his eyes in fear, "Master, I will die soon." After speaking, the upper and lower rows of small silver teeth went to bite the small poison sac in his mouth.

Ye Youming's pupils shrank suddenly, and then...

"hiss……"

Linggu froze for a moment, opened his eyes and looked.

At this moment, he was biting two fingers in his mouth.

The sharp teeth have been embedded in the flesh, and the fishy sweet smell spreads in the mouth.

This time Linggu bit hard.

It can be seen that Linggu is determined to apologize with death in front of Ye Youming.

However, he failed.

To be more precise, it was stopped by someone.

"Still not letting go." Ye Youming's brows hidden under the brim of the black hat frowned, and the veins and tendons in the skin on the overly fair forehead were clearly visible, and the voice was cold and deep mixed with anger.

Linggu's frightened little body staggered, and quickly let go.

Ye Youming withdrew his two fingers, and at the same time held the small poison sac on his thin white fingertips.

A red light flashed at the fingertips, and the small poison sac instantly turned into ashes.

Linggu was so scared by Ye Youming that he didn't dare to take a breath.

Ye Youming raised his hand to grab it, and the next moment he held Linggu by the back of his neck, flying away against the wind like he was carrying a chick.

Ji Zhenxiu walked out from the dark, looked in the direction of the demon world, and said in a low and cold voice, "Junior Brother, although my cultivation level is not as good as yours, I will be like 300 years ago, I can't get it." I won’t let you get anything, I will let you live in pain.”

As he said that, Ji Zhenxiu gave a sinister smile, and read out two words with great interest, "Linggu!"

You are so like a master, I will have a good time with you little fox.

In the dark room with flickering candles, Mo Nan lay naked on the bed that exuded a fishy smell.

The original white sheets were wrinkled, and there was a large piece of blood-stained turbid liquid on it.

Jun Huailing was much scarier than Mo Nan imagined.

Mo Nan didn't expect that his demon body, which has lived for more than 300 years, would be vulnerable to a single blow when he endured him.

At this moment, Mo Nan struggled to get up from the bed, walked to the table with weak legs, poured a glass of water, and drank it up in a few gulps.

Immediately, he supported the table with both hands to stabilize himself.

"Zhi Ya", the door of the dark room was opened, and a middle-aged man in a uniform came in.

Mo Nan knew that Jun Huailing had imprisoned him in the palace.

If it has not been remodeled in 300 years, then he still knows it well, after all, he has lived here from birth to his twenties.

There is a secret passage leading to the outside world here, only the heirs of the royal family know about it, so Jun Huailing doesn't know about it, unless he discovers it after the reconstruction here.

Hope he doesn't know.

Because this is his only chance to escape.

The middle-aged eunuch delivered medicine for Mo Nan.

Jun Huailing didn't feel sorry for Mo Nan at all, he continued all night long, with such fierce force that he bullied Mo Nanxiao too hard, at this moment his body was turned out, and he needed to be smeared with wound medicine.

At this moment, the middle-aged eunuch put the wound medicine in his hand on the table, and then said to Mo Nan: "His Royal Highness, the servant has given you the medicine."

While speaking, his eyes fell on Mo Nan's naked body.

The fair skin was covered with ambiguous red marks, as well as deep and shallow tooth marks.

The eunuch's eyes moved down, his eyes swept across Mo Nan's pair of straight and beautiful long legs, and finally his eyes settled on the gap between Mo Nan's thighs.

There, the red and white liquid was slowly flowing along the beautiful leg line.

This sense of obscenity and abuse carries a fatal temptation.

Even a eunuch who is incapable of personnel, still wants to be lustful.

The eunuch's Adam's apple slipped, "His Royal Highness, you have to lie on the bed so that the wound can be easily smeared."

Mo Nan glanced at the eunuch and saw through his mind.

"it is good."

Mo Nan walked to the bed and lay down on his back.

Slowly separate the straight and slender legs.

Open up the place of shame full of scars in front of the middle-aged eunuch.

The middle-aged eunuch licked his dry and hot lips, his expression full of lust and lust.

Impatiently stretched out two fingers.

I want to drill and stir that wet and fragile inside.

Suddenly, Mo Nan snapped the middle-aged eunuch's neck with a pair of scissors while he was unprepared.

The people Jun Huailing sent to him were all ghosts and snake spirits, not idle people, and Mo Nan's body was tortured by Jun Huailing to such a state, if he were to fight hard, he would definitely not be the match of this middle-aged eunuch.

So he had no choice but to use his luster to kill him, so as to take the opportunity to escape.

The middle-aged eunuch was indeed not a human being, and immediately changed into his original form after death, turning into a mantis beast.

Mo Nan quickly put on the eunuch suit hanging on the Mantis Beast, and then consumed a lot of mana to transform into the Mantis Beast's human form. Enduring the unspeakable tearing pain, he opened the door and fled. out.

…………

Ye Youming's Wind Control Technique can be said to be unparalleled in speed.

For the first time, Linggu was carried and flew by him.

This time it was really a human flying in front, and the soul was chasing after him.

unprecedented.

But even though Linggu was so frightened, Ye Youming didn't feel sorry for him at all, and didn't give Linggu a word.

After returning to the Demon Realm, let Linggu stand by the wall of the bedroom.

Like a child punished to stand.

At this moment, Linggu secretly raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window. He had been standing on the red sunset mountain since his dazzling eyes at noon, and the master had also sat here in silence for such a long time.

Yes, he stood all afternoon, and he just watched it all afternoon.

Linggu, who has just learned to stand for a short time, always feels that his feet can't support his body, and he is wobbly.

After standing all afternoon, Linggu was really too tired. He quietly leaned his thin body against the wall behind him, but the next moment Ye Youming's deep voice came, "Stand up straight."

Linggu hurriedly straightened his body, not daring to lean against the wall anymore.

Black and white clear eyes looked at Ye Youming sitting on the amber jade chair.

Those red pupils were as deep as an ancient well, and there was no sign of joy or anger, but they were dangerous, making people dare not guess.

Linggu just glanced at Ye Youming, then turned his gaze back, not daring to look.

What exactly is Master going to do?

Linggu thought for a while, then said cautiously: "Master, I want to sit for a while... my legs are numb!"