Chapter 130: White Porridge

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Ling'er stroked the handmaiden's hand and slowly walked to the designated position, every step was torment. Ling'er sat down, she didn't want to look directly at what Kill Wujie was eating. "But woke up? These are specially prepared by the emperor, so you can taste them and see if they suit your appetite? ”

Ling'er glanced at it with her spare eyes, and what was in front of her was actually a plate of heart and liver that was still steaming, I don't know what ingredients were added, and the color was bright and dripping. It's just that this plate of so-called carefully prepared dishes made Ling'er, who had just woken up, suddenly turn over in his stomach. "Vomit-" Ling'er leaned over and retched.

Kill Wujie stopped eating in his hand, looked at Ling'er inexplicably, and his language was a little cold: "What are you doing?" "Ling'er seemed to vomit out all her internal organs, but she couldn't vomit anything." Give me a bowl of white porridge. Ling'er squatted on the ground and said with difficulty. Hey, the emperor heard me right, right? Killing Wujie simply put down the food in his hand, got up and stood beside Ling'er, looking down at her from top to bottom.

"This is the internal organs of a chicken with intelligence, don't all foxes love chicken?" Kill Wujie asked. Ling'er took the green silk handkerchief handed by the maidservant, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said with a sneer: "Shouldn't all foxes be the same?" Ling'er asked rhetorically. Kill Wujie didn't make a sound for a long time, yes, all foxes are the same, so why do you love this one alone?

"You are the new queen of the supreme demon world, you have to learn to adapt to this kind of life, instead of spreading it out, saying that the new queen of this emperor only drinks white porridge. Are you enough to bring the demons to their knees? "Killing the righteous words, as if he was talking to the subjects of his own demon world, it was not a discussion, but a decision.

Ling'er laughed dryly three times, straightened up, stared at a pair of cold demon pupils that killed Wujie and said, "Why do you tell me to adapt?" After you keep calling me new, have you asked me about my wishes? No. If you say you're in love with me, then why should I adapt to a life I don't like, instead of you? If you've made up your mind, I can only say, I can't adapt, I can't do it. Please also ask Your Majesty to choose another fragrance. Ling'er was angry and said in a row.

And she didn't know that at this moment, there was already a flame burning in the eyes of the killing Wujie, "What did you say?" Kill Wujie asked coldly. Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and said patiently: "I said, I don't eat animals, I only eat white porridge." If Your Majesty can't adapt to it. Please let me go, and choose another Fen" Without waiting for Ling'er to finish speaking, Kill Wujie had already moved in front of Ling'er in an instant, only a stone's throw away. "In this life, you are the only one." Kill Wujie said word by word.

Ling'er could hear the anger he was forcibly suppressing. It's just that she can't adapt to this kind of life where her name can be used to play with at any time, or even where to massacre, she can't do it. Ling'er softened her tone, took a step back, and said seriously: "That's right, you are the lord of the demon world, maybe you are a living creature applauding for you." But I am different, I grew up in this evil creature, helpless with it, loved with it, and even depended on it. I have no right to interfere with your actions, just because you are the Emperor, but please respect my choice of survival. ”

Kill Wujie frowned tightly, looking at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes. I don't know if it's worry or anger. "This is the law of plaything survival, if you are not strong enough, you can only end up being trampled underfoot, no matter who you are, no matter where you are." Killing Wujie seems to be admonishing, and it is like declaring one's own rules. Ling'er closed her eyes, "I'm tired and don't want to discuss any rules of survival, I'll go and rest first." After Ling'er finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards her dormitory.

When he passed by Kill Wujie, Kill Wujie accurately grabbed Ling'er's arm. "Please don't challenge the limits of this emperor." Maybe just now, when he said this, he would be afraid. But now, Ling'er only thinks it's funny. He said that if you are not strong, you can only be trampled underfoot, and you will never be strong, sooner or later, so what?

Ling'er didn't answer, but gently brushed away the powerful hand of killing Wujie, and continued to walk out of the side hall without looking back. Back in the dormitory, Ling'er collapsed on the couch as if she had lost her strength. It's my own mistake that I have always regarded him as the mischievous tanuki.

It's all wrong, it's true that he's a tanuki, but he's a supreme who rules the entire demon world. He does not allow anyone to question his control, nor does he allow anyone to override his thinking. In his eyes, what he likes is that even if he wants the life of the entire demon clan, he will not give up; What he hates will be trampled under his feet for life, regardless of life or death.

How good it would be if it was always on the side outside of the illusory world, sometimes, too much understanding is a burden for life. Ling'er buried his head deep in the quilt, he was the Demon Emperor, he was a bloodthirsty crowd, he shouldn't have listened to him stupidly, just as if he was a tanuki who would be attacked by himself with water. As if she was competing with herself, Ling'er held her breath until her mind was dizzy, and she was even about to suffocate, and then she wanted to get up.

But before he could get up dizzy, he was strongly picked up by a big hand. "You're crazy!!" It was killing Wujie, and he suddenly picked himself up from the couch with one hand, and roared at the same time. Ling'er's breath-holding skill, when he was in Sagashan, he couldn't learn it well, and later even Taiyuan gave up this decision. Today, Ling'er tried again, but she was still so suffocated that she almost died.

Ling'er gasped for breath, and finally stabilized, only to see that Kill Wujie was not only carrying himself with one hand, but incredibly, his other hand was holding a bowl of white porridge at the moment. In a hurry just now, it had already overflowed a little, sprinkled around his hand. Looking at Ling'er's surprised gaze, he put Ling'er down after killing Wujie.

When he first came in, he saw Ling'er motionless on the couch, and the breath in the hall was amazingly reduced. Killing Wujie didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately took Ling'er off the couch. Ling'er felt that her eyes were no longer full of Venus, so she remembered and asked him, "Why are you here?" ”

Kill Wujie glanced at Ling'er and handed over the white porridge in his hand, looking like he didn't know the advisor. Ling'er was about to reach out to pick it up, but it stayed in the air, not knowing whether to take the bowl of porridge. Kill Wujie sighed and said: "Don't worry, this emperor specially explained, nothing will be added, just white porridge." ”

He knew what Ling'er was going to say. Ling'er's heart is already complicated at this moment, not moved, but I don't know what kind of taste it is. Seeing that there was still an overflowing half bowl of porridge on his hand, Ling'er still took it. Kill Wujie breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to suck the golden silk handkerchief next to him, and wiped the stains on his hands.

Seeing Ling'er holding white porridge, Kill Wujie didn't take a bite for a long time, and sat next to Ling'er worriedly. "Today's event is that the emperor is too extreme. You, don't be angry, you haven't eaten it yet, the emperor didn't let me add anything to this white porridge, drink it quickly, otherwise it will be cold. The tone was as calm as spring water, and Ling'er didn't even believe that these words could come out of his mouth.

Even Kill Wujie himself can't believe it, but this is the power of love. Ling'er sighed slightly, looked at the white porridge, but what she remembered was the white bones in the side hall, and she suddenly lost any appetite. Seeing that Ling'er just kept stirring the white porridge with a porcelain spoon, thinking that she was still vomiting for what had just happened, she had no choice but to snatch the white porridge and said directly without negotiation: "Open your mouth!" Ling'er was stunned, not only was the bowl snatched, but at this moment, Kill Wujie had already handed the porridge to him. Ling'er was embarrassed to take it back again, "I'll come by myself." As he spoke, he took a sip with a frown.

And this bite completely aroused Ling'er's appetite. "Who did this?" Ling'er ate one bite after another, and seeing that Kill Wujie didn't answer, Ling'er suddenly turned her head and asked in disbelief: "Should it be...... It's you, right? Kill Wujie nodded Ling'er's head vigorously, rolled his eyes and said, "Joke, this emperor will do these things?" Ling'er nodded, leaving him with a roll of the eyes by the way. Yes, how could he thank him?

Ling'er is such a person who is too easy to satisfy, a simple bowl of white porridge can fill the stomach at the same time, but it is delicious, so there is no sorrow. When he saw Ling'er like this, he knew that he was no longer concerned about what had just happened. I was very happy in my heart, but I was still not used to letting go of my arrogance, and said commandingly to Ling'er: "Eat it all if it's delicious, Emperor Mo Langfei's ...... of grain. ”

Ling'er almost laughed out loud, but he treated himself like that just now, he must not spare him so easily. So Ling'er pretended to be serious and pushed the white porridge into the hand of the killer Wujie and said, "Your Majesty, I'm full." Seeing that he hadn't eaten it, he said dissatisfiedly: "This white porridge is not available every meal...... I'll be hungry later, and the emperor won't answer you! ”

Ling'er didn't speak. Killing Wujie has never met such a difficult master in his life, but he will always be like that, he is willing to rejoice, sorrow, and even anger for this woman. "Okay, today's matter is the emperor's, the emperor is too anxious for your new position, and he will adapt to it in the future." Kill Wujie said to Ling'er.

Later, what a distant word. Ling'er couldn't imagine that if he told him at this time that he was just coming for Huo Xuanjing'er, he would only be a frolicking in that small pool. And even the fate of this point is in the gradual deepening understanding of each other, what kind of reaction will it be after being worn out by a little bit of his own hands. But everyone knows that it will never be the way it is now.