Chapter 12: The Demon Princess's Cute Pet (12)
The blood stained on the hair quickly rubbed to the ground, and the wound was torn apart by Mo Xian's excessive movement.
The whole beast was gray and scarred.
"Enough!"
Qingshuang couldn't help but imprison it with her magic power, and took out a medicine bottle from her cuff and threw it over.
"I ate the pill inside."
Mo Xian looked up at her pitifully, but didn't move.
"What? Don't eat? β
"I can't move ......"
Qingshuang then remembered that he hadn't released the confinement from it, and his fingertips moved slightly, and the confinement on Mo Xian's body disappeared in an instant.
As soon as he could move, Mo Xian immediately kicked his hind hooves, and a pair of front hooves leaned forward and hugged the medicine bottle tightly. After that, he tried to uncork the bottle with his front hooves, as humans do.
It's a pity that after a long time, the medicine bottle still didn't move.
Mo Xian himself was not tired of tossing, and Qingshuang had a headache on the side.
That's it, maybe she overestimated the son of the Heavenly Emperor.
The brain is so stupid, I'm afraid that it just has her magic power in the body, and inadvertently broke the secret technique she set up while rampage in the attic.
Thinking about it this way, Qingshuang's hostility towards it also diminished a lot.
Bent down and pull the vial out of its claws. Uncork the bottle and pour two pills out of it.
Without saying a word, he stuffed one of them into Mo Xian's mouth, crushed the other into powder, smeared it on its wounds, and then used magic to heal it.
It's just that what Qingshuang didn't expect was that the injuries on this little thing were even more serious than she imagined.
Qilin, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, was originally a natural beast, and her muscles, bones, skin and flesh were very human, so she would shoot so hard.
But this little thing, clearly mortal in the flesh, and the body is fragile, if she hadn't treated it this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have found out that it was so badly injured.
Long-term illness has become a dark disease, not to mention this little thing, it is estimated that this time it will leave a dark wound.
"It's obviously painful, why don't you say it?"
"See my mother...... I don't hurt when I see you. β
Mo Xian raised her eyes to look at her, her round blue eyes were full of small smiles, like bright stars falling into it, straight to the heart of the person.
Seeing its innocent and ignorant appearance, Qingshuang's cold face loosened slightly, but she still said with a straight face: "I'm not your mother." β
"That'...... Sister? β
Mo Xian tilted his head to look at her, looking ignorant and confused, and his heart moved when he saw the frost, and he paused with the hand that was treating its wound.
His eyelids drooped, and his thick eyelashes obscured all thoughts in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the ice in Qingshuang's eyes had melted a lot.
After healing the wound with magic power, looking at the little thing's shiny expectant eyes, Qingshuang pursed her lips and reached out to tentatively rub its fluffy head.
Mo Xian, who was being kneaded, squinted his eyes and smiled happily, and his heart was simply happy.
Sure enough, the bitter meat trick is useful for her daughter-in-law!
Also, the word "sister", even if it is reincarnated, his family Shuang'er will still react.
That damn "sister control" attribute that caused them to separate actually helped him one day.
Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me, and there are two sides to everything.
Enjoying the closeness of his daughter-in-law, Mo Xian squinted the whole time and lay comfortably on the ground.
Seeing that it was so happy, it didn't look like it had just been seriously injured, and Qingshuang didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
This little thing, with no city in his heart, is both naΓ―ve and ignorant, I don't know whether it is stupid or stupid, and its father of the Emperor of Heaven is two different qualities.