The night is thick, and the moon is just right this night.

"Lingling." When the young leaves in the plantation were flapping, Rong Zixian whispered these two words hoarsely.

Gentle and delicate, and cautiously whispered.

This is the gentleness and care that Rong Zixian has never had.

Even he didn't realize that he was so gentle and affectionate when he opened his mouth at this time.

In the time he didn't know, or in the deep affection that he didn't take seriously, some emotions, some thoughts, were slowly changing.

At this point, he didn't realize it.

By the time he realized it, he was probably already sunk in it, unable to extricate himself.

Moonlight also seemed to be moved by the shyness of the young leaves, and slowly hid behind the dark clouds.

A faint light seeped out little by little from the corners of the dark clouds.

Rong Zixian gently stroked Wen Ling's green silk, and looked up at the dark starry sky outside the enchantment.

In fact, there are stars, and each one is shining.

But Rong Zixian had never looked at any of them carefully.

Now I can't sleep, staring at one star after another.

Just looking at it, Rong Zixian felt that no matter how bright these stars were, they were not as clear as the little girl's eyes.

The purest light in the world, Rong Zixian felt that it was Wen Ling's eyes, the light at the bottom of the little girl's eyes.

It was so simple that he wanted to destroy it, but in the end he couldn't bear it and hugged her into his arms.

Half a night passed, and Rong Zixian did not feel regrets.

At least, he doesn't regret his initial impulse.

As he said, it was self-inflicted.

If she hadn't come tonight, nothing would have happened.

What if he was drugged?

The medicine is not very strong, and it can be passed after a little boldness.

He was just trying to be funny, and he wasn't really going to send himself over as an antidote.

But now......

He was willing to eat, but he didn't want to admit that he did have a trace of motivation.

At least, when he embraced the little girl in his arms and felt the warmth of the little girl, his heart would soften.

In the past, seeing tears and blood would only make him more excited, and then it would make the other party die even more miserably.

But when he was affectionate, seeing the tears oozing from the corners of the little girl's eyes, Rong Zixian only felt that his heart was soft and soft, and those feelings of distress or pity that he had never had before slowly surged up.

These emotions are very unfamiliar to him.

At first, he was even a little overwhelmed, but then he slowly got used to it.

Rong Zixian didn't think it was so difficult to adapt, if the goal was to Wen Ling, then these emotions were not impossible.

Before he really owned and obtained, Rong Zixian still thought that what he had done for himself was kindness, so what if he fulfilled her?

After that, she turned into a corpse, and she was still the young master of the demon clan, and she was not affected by anything.

But now Rong Zixian can't do it anymore, and he doesn't even want to let go.

"Otherwise, I'll lock up your soul directly." That way, you'll be mine forever.

Thinking that after hearing the spirit, he would meet other people, and he would talk to other people, and even this girl, there were many ambiguous and suitors in the past, Rong Zixian's heart slowly turned black again.

The demon clan has a forbidden technique, and Rong Zixian has learned some of it, but he doesn't know all of it, only a part of it.

That forbidden technique can lock a person's soul directly in the machine spirit, and then carry this instrument spirit behind him, which is equivalent to carrying this person with him at all times.

Now Rong Zixian wants to try it.

Such a good little girl, he is reluctant to show others.

(End of chapter)