Stunning monster, soft and cute

"Master!" Ling Gu rushed to help Ye Youming in distress.

However, how could his thin and thin body support the fainted Ye Youming, who was directly crushed by Ye Youming.

Linggu gasped in pain.

However, ignoring the pain of his back hitting the hard ground, he hurriedly tried to push Ye Youming's heavy body up.

However, before he could help him, the weight on his body suddenly lightened in the next moment.

"I guessed that this guy was seriously injured, but I didn't guess that he was injured so badly." Gong Siye lifted Ye Youming's body away from Linggu's small body, and stared at Ye Youming's pale face for a few breaths Finally, he said: "It doesn't seem to be caused by serious injuries, it should be his illness!"

While speaking, Gong Siye had already helped Linggu up.

Linggu hurriedly went to see Ye Youming, and hugged Ye Youming who was lying on the ground into his arms.

Tears rolled down like broken beads, "Master, don't die, don't worry, I was wrong just now, I shouldn't be mad at you, I don't want to leave Master at all, but there is no other way , just said... um, um..."

"He can't die, but I want to kill him." Gong Siye rubbed his chin, looking at Ye Youming who passed out in Linggu's arms, "This is a golden opportunity!"

Gong Siye's seemingly casual words had already revealed murderous intentions.

At this moment, he really wanted to kill Ye Youming.

but……

"You kill Master, I can't stop it, but I can die with Master." Linggu had already tightly grasped the white jade hairpin in his hand, pressing it against his neck as white as snow, "Master again and again!" For saving my life once, I can't repay him, so I can only live and die with him."

Ling Gu's words were firm and decisive.

Gong Siye squatted in front of Linggu, and carefully brushed away the white jade hairpin on Linggu's neck with one hand, "He saved you because of Zhu Yan, don't you know?!"

This sentence was nothing more than sprinkling a handful of salt on Linggu's wound. Linggu knew very well that Ye Youming only regarded him as Zhu Yan's substitute from beginning to end.

Gong Siye continued: "Has he ever had the slightest respect for you!"

He paused and said: "Just now, even a worm was not allowed to stay with you. You begged him so earnestly, but he was indifferent. Aren't you going to leave him? You don't know that Linghu Valley is here Where, I can tell you where, he is in the deep mountain outside the city of Cangwu City, Lincheng, Bluewater City..."

"He is my master, and even more my savior. No matter what you say, I will never leave him." Linggu bit his tongue, blood oozing from the wound.

If a person wants to die, you can stop it for a while, but you cannot stop it forever.

The most important thing is that he is the one you are hopelessly in love with.

Gong Siye smiled wryly, "Okay, I won't kill him anymore, I want to see you live well, and I won't give up snatching you away from him."

After finishing speaking, Gong Siye lowered his head, Yaozhi's red lips approached Linggu's lips, his voice was soft and soft, coaxing: "There is blood in your mouth, I will lick it clean for you."

Ling Gu tilted her face backwards, avoiding Gong Siye.

Gong Siye paused, raised his eyes, and said slowly: "Little thing, if you don't want Ye Youming to die, then you can ask me. You can't move him behind your back. Whether it's healing or returning to the demon world, you can't do it." I see, Chu Lianhua can help you, but he can't save you from a distant water."

Saying that, Gong Siye glanced at a corner not far away, lowered his voice, and said to Linggu in a tense atmosphere: "I found that the disciple of the fairy world named Ji Zhenxiu has been hiding in the dark, sneaky Damn, I don’t know what bad things I want to do!”

Linggu's nerves tensed immediately, and his expression was clearly frightened. He put a small hand on Gong Siye's arm, "You have to help me, don't let him hurt Master, and I don't want to be caught by him."

Gong Siye smiled lewdly and frivolously, "You have to show sincerity when asking for help."

He raised his finger and pointed at his bewitching red lips, "Kiss me, kiss me and you will save your master, and you will not fall into the hands of that person with bad intentions."

Linggu lowered his eyes to look at Ye Youming, who was in a coma in his arms, and then raised his eyes to look at him again, "Can you save my master just by kissing?"

"You can also mate with me without kissing and give birth to a litter of puppies for me."

Linggu shook his head like a rattle, "I don't want to, I'll kiss you." He hurriedly said again: "You don't want my master to know that I kissed you, he won't let me kiss anyone else casually!"

It's really stupid and cute, Gong Siye held back a smile and said: "Don't worry, little thing, I won't let your master know. Even if you want to get away and mate with me someday, I won't let him I know, after all, I have been mating with one person all the time, and there is no novelty, I don't mind being your reserve army, filling you with sweet happiness."

"I don't want it." Linggu's eyebrows were twisted into twists, and he stopped wasting time listening to Gong Siye's nonsense, "Let's start."

After finishing speaking, Linggu rubbed the lilac tongue that was still bleeding, pouted his small mouth, and slowly moved towards Gong Siye's lips.

In the far corner, Ji Zhenxiu glared and gnashed his teeth, bitch!When you fall into my hands, watch how I teach you a lesson.

"Ahh~" Linggu's small mouth was tightly blocked.

The sharp teeth deepened the wound on the tip of his tongue, and he began to suck. Suck.

The sweet blood moistened the dry throat, and quickly relieved the pain caused by the backlash of the soul to Ye Youming.

But this blood seemed to have awakened the evil spirit deep in Ye Youming's heart, wanting to be nourished by more blood.

Even that place wants to be moistened with sticky fishy smell.

Bitten tightly by the delicate narrow road, wrapped, comforted, and compensated for the loneliness of more than 300 years.

At this moment, I saw Ye Youming's blood-red eyes, sucking Linggu's tongue fiercely, and pulling Linggu's belt with one hand.

This exciting scene made even a veteran of the game like Miyashino stunned by it.

However, he immediately came back to his senses and hurried to save Linggu.

He knew very well that for a person like Ye Youming who possessed the fighting power of two giants, especially in the state of madness at the moment, doing this kind of thing to Linggu would definitely kill Linggu.

"If you're like this, a little thing that's neither light nor heavy will die in a pool of blood." Gong Siye raised his hand, trying to pull Linggu out of Ye Youming's body, but was split open by Ye Youming's palm and flew out backwards , hitting the wall hard.

This is the main street, Linggu doesn't want to be in danger for himself, and he doesn't want to be forced into by Ye Youming here.

Although Linggu is a clumsy little fox, he is growing and gradually understands many things.

He even knew that he could use another method to restore Ye Youming's expression and stop being crazy.

He bit his wrist with one bite, and then blood rolled out.

The sweet scent of blood diffused immediately, lingering in Ye Youming's breath.

He withdrew his hand from pulling Linggu's belt, and his light-colored thin lips searched for Linggu's wrist, and dropped his lips.

"Hiss~" Ling Gu lay on the ground, enduring the blood in his body being sucked away.

He looked at Gong Siye who got up to stop Ye Youming, and shook his head slightly.

He is saving Master.

"But he will suck your blood dry." Gong Siye looked at Linggu whose face had turned pale.

Lingu's voice became weak due to loss of blood: "No."

"I don't believe it, Ye Youming and Yan Yuyan are a cold-blooded snake." Gong Siye had already walked towards Ye Youming, with a flash of black light in his hand, he flung his hand towards Ye Youming's back.

Ye Youming turned around, avoiding Gong Siye's attack, and instantly tore up the Linggu on the ground.

At this time, although Ye Youming was still a demon, his pupils had turned dark red, deep and dark, and he was obviously no longer crazy, and his mind had returned to clarity.

Said to Gong Siye in a cold voice: "Linggu belongs to me, so I can treat him as I want. You have no control over him, and you don't have the ability."

Gong Siye also knew that Ye Youming had returned to normal, and knew that he was not his opponent, so he took a deep look at the pale-faced Linggu, and disappeared.

Ye Youming's eyes fell on the white jade hairpin on the ground, maybe he should check it out, does Zhu Yan also...have one?

Thinking of this, he bent down, picked up the white jade hairpin, inserted it into Linggu's bun, and reprimanded: "I don't know how to cherish it!"

Linggu opened his lips and wanted to explain, but Ji Zhenxiu came over, and Linggu hurriedly hid behind Ye Youming.

"What's the matter?" Ye Youming asked.

Ji Zhenxiu replied: "I just remembered that after the demon master left, I didn't throw away some of the demon master's belongings. I kept them well and put them together with the master's relics. Yan Qingfeng, who lived before his death, is in his bedroom."

He changed his mind and wanted to let Ye Youming know something.

"No need." Ye Youming's eyes fell on Linggu's bleeding wrist, and the red light from his fingertips popped out, stopping the bleeding for Linggu.

"Thank you, Master." Ling Gu said.

Ye Youming ignored Ji Zhenxiu's existence, and moved his eyes to Linggu's pale and thin face, "You need to rest."

"Master?" Lingu rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry."

Ye You thought about it, Linggu hadn't eaten all this time.

"Go and eat something." Ye Youming stepped forward and walked forward, Linggu was afraid of Ji Zhenxiu, so he hurriedly followed Ye Youming.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten the previous unhappiness, but they both seemed to remember it in their hearts.

After all, I don't know how to deal with the green matter in the end.

Ji Zhenxiu looked at the two people who were going away.

Ye Youming, I will not make it easy for you.

I hate you for ruining everything that should belong to me, all the beauty!

Mo Nan knew that Ye Youming had found Linggu.

At this moment, he was sitting in a tea house to rest.

As if he remembered something, he took out the bottle of medicine that the doctor in the hospital gave him, said it was for nourishing the body, poured out one and took it.

Looking at the scenery downstairs.

I saw a place selling sour plums.

Suddenly my appetite came up, I especially wanted to eat sour plums.

So people went downstairs to buy some sour plums, sat back in the teahouse, and ate with great appetite.

In the dark, Jun Huailing witnessed Mo Nan's every move.

There was a person standing beside him, it was the doctor who took Mo Nan's pulse in the previous medical clinic.

"My lord, the prince's pregnancy is unstable and there are signs of miscarriage. I prescribed the best anti-pregnancy medicine for the prince. After this dangerous period of one month, the prince's pregnancy will be safe."

Jun Huailing's eyes kept falling on Mo Nan, "No matter what method you use, the fetus in Feng'er's womb must be delivered safely, otherwise, I believe you are very clear about your fate."

Zhou Yao was very helpless, he said: "My lord, you are really embarrassing me. Although I am proficient in pregnancy and childbirth, I have always treated women in the past. This is the first time I have treated men. He is not that kind." The body structure of the Linghu family, even the male species, can give birth normally, he has no birth canal, so giving birth is very difficult, and there is a great threat to his life."

"Ten thousand years ago, the cat demon Chu Li gave birth to a baby boy for Shangxian Shen Qingfang, and the father and son were safe. The cat demon Chu Li, like Feng'er, drank the water from the Zisi Spring in the Demon Realm. Why can't Feng'er give birth to a child safely, especially Feng'er has the Phoenix Feather God Clan in her body, protected by the blood of the Phoenix, if there is an accident, it is because of you."

Zhou Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "My lord, the matter of pregnancy and childbirth has a lot to do with one's physique, so you can't put all the responsibility on me. I have practiced medicine for hundreds of years, and there has never been a case of maternal death in the hospital. It's my business!"

He said, looking at Mo Nan who was eating sour plums, "His physical condition is really not suitable for conceiving, especially now that he is still working next to the Demon Lord Ye Youming, all of which are dangerous jobs of fighting and killing, flying over eaves and walls, Master Guoshi cares so much about his pregnancy, why don't you take him back by your side and take good care of him."

Jun Huailing looked into Mo Nanqing's handsome face, and accumulated some melancholy charms, "He grew up beside me, but he hated me, was afraid of me, and wanted to get out of his control, especially when he saw me The mood swings are very big and out of control, which will greatly affect the anti-abortion period, so this one-month anti-abortion period may be a complete failure."

Indeed, during this month's dangerous period, good or bad emotions determine success or failure.

Hearing this, Zhou Yao said: "Master Guo Shi, you mean to wait for the crown prince to pass this period of safe pregnancy, and then 'take' him back?"

Jun Huailing was noncommittal.

Zhou Yao frowned, "But it's not likely that he will be able to fix the fetus in this month. He is the protector of Demon Lord Ye Youming, and his job is to fight and kill!" He immediately said: " Of course, I will do my best to help the crown prince, but there is an accident in everything."

Jun Huailing's gaze never left Mo Nan's body, "I will find a way to let him go out for a month, so there is no need to fight and kill, so that the fetus will be safe."

In the teahouse, Mo Nan raised his eyes and scanned across.

He was inexplicably uneasy, always feeling that someone was watching him.

Mo Nan put down the sour plum in his hand, "I'm paranoid again."

After finishing speaking, he lay down on the table tiredly, trying to close his eyes and rest.

Probably because he was too tired, Mo Nan just fell asleep like that.

The teahouse also became quiet, and the other guests left quickly.

The Chinese robe was dragged to the floor, and the light white fingertips brushed against Mo Nan's cheeks, and a spiritual light penetrated from the center of Mo Nan's eyebrows, controlling Mo Nan from waking up halfway.