"She can't die. The Demon Lord's gaze turned coldly to Luo Anhua and said, "If she dies, I'll ask you." ”

"Don't, don't!" Luo Anhua hurriedly walked away a few steps and hid at the table by the window and sat down, flicked his sleeves, cleared his throat and said, "My life is much more expensive than this girl's!"

I am a demon, I live for thousands of years, it is short-lived, this little girl is just a person, and if she lives for more than a hundred years, she will live a long life, how can she compare with herself.

Luo Anhua yawned elegantly with his sleeve covering his face, rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "Let's bring her back to the Demon Realm overnight, Zuo Qiusheng's guy may be able to cure her before dawn, where can she die so easily, what kind of crooked temper do you have with me." ”

The Demon Lord closed his eyes, and there was a hint of imperceptible loss in his tone, "She, she doesn't want to go with me yet." ”

Luo Anhua glanced at the sleeping girl on the bed, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, "I can see that you didn't bring her back from a dizziness." "So, it doesn't matter if this girl is willing or not.

The Demon Lord sat on the edge of the bed, gently put Feng Yin's right hand into the quilt, and said, "I will send her back before dawn, Zuo Qiusheng can't help." ”

"What!"

Luo Anhua squirted out the freshly imported tea at once, slapped the teacup on the table with a "snap", and was so angry that even his eyebrows curled, "Send it back, you are ......"

I didn't think of how to describe the Demon Lord's heartless behavior for a while, and I happened to catch a glimpse of his coldly raised brows not far away, Luo Anhua could only take a few deep breaths to suppress the anger surging in his heart, and said in a low voice as low as possible, "What kind of effort do you say you have, it doesn't look like you at all." ”

The Demon Lord didn't reply to his words, but only turned his head and asked, "Where is the medicine that Zuo Qiusheng made for you?"

Luo Anhua frowned, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he hugged his arms and frowned, "That's made from the blood of a phoenix, if you want to give this girl food, I'm not willing to give it to you!"

The Demon Lord just looked at him and didn't speak again.

Luo Anhua's expression became more and more aggrieved, and said: "That medicine is to nourish the body, and I have indeed always carried it with me, but how hard I worked to catch that divine beast, and finally let it run away, you don't know, so I only have this bottle, nothing else." ”

The Demon Lord still didn't speak, still looking at him, but his expression was a little impatient.

"Besides, it's my personal belonging!"

The Demon Lord's patience was finally exhausted, and his eyes sank, and Luo Anhua was excited.

"She's dead, and I'll count it on you. ”

Luo Anhua gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Yin, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before slowly taking out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, got up, and reluctantly moved to the side of the bed step by step.

"It's important to give this girl a life, just give it. ”

Before stretching out his hand, Luo Anhua looked at the Demon Lord with the last glimmer of hope, and begged: "But you won't give it all to this girl, you have to leave some for me!"

The Demon Lord lifted Feng Yin up and wrapped it in his arm, took Luo Anhua's porcelain bottle, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Feng Yin's mouth, turned his head to Luo Anhua and commanded, "Water." ”

Luo Anhua hurriedly took the water and handed it to the Demon Lord, watching him with some surprise as he fed the water into the girl's mouth, although the action was not gentle, there was still a hint of faintness in the action of gently encircling the girl...... Considerate.

Luo Anhua secretly had fun, yes, it was considerate. It seems that in this matter of the little girl, he is really interested.

Just now, he was injured because of giving out a precious blood pill, and his heart that was throbbing for a while healed itself in an instant. can watch this devil's play, and it is worth it to produce a blood pill.

The Demon Lord handed back the porcelain vase, and Luo Anhua took it steadily, and then a hanging heart was finally put back into his chest. It's okay, just this one.

Seeing the demon lord put the little girl back on the bed, Luo Anhua suddenly thought of an important thing, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Are you going to send this girl back, are you not going to go back to the demon world?" ”

The Demon Lord looked at him and replied frankly, "Don't go back for the time being." ”

Luo Anhua really felt that the blood and qi surged into his head all of a sudden, and the whole person trembled with anger. But after all, he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he resisted the urge to scold him, and put on a smiling face and patiently persuaded him: "You have been away from the Demon Realm for too long, what if those old guys do something, you have to think more about the Demon Realm, let's hurry up and go back!"

The Demon Lord got up and walked to the table and took a slow sip of tea, "Don't worry, the green pipit can watch it." ”

Luo Anhua was short of breath for a while, his hands were clenched into fists, and he scolded in his heart: "Phew! You are the master of the demon world, you are really embarrassed to push everything to your subordinates, thanks to the loyalty and hard work of the green pipit, if I had changed it, I would have rebelled against you a long time ago!"

Before Luo Anhua finished slandering, the voice of the demon lord sounded: "Since you are so worried, then go back to the demon world tomorrow and take a look for me first." ”

Luo Anhua raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange. This devil, when did he become so empathetic, but it's not his ordinary character.

"When I came back, I brought Zuo Qiusheng over by the way. ”

"I see!"

Only then did Luo Anhua look at the Demon Lord with a "I know" expression, and said sarcastically: "I knew that you must have other purposes." ”

The Demon Lord was silent and continued to drink tea.

Thinking that Zuoqiu was born with Luo Anhua a little difficult, he asked: "It's not impossible to bring him over, but you have to give a reason." But not everyone is willing to come to the human world, especially a nerd like him who soaks in the hospital all day long, where is it so easy to pull out. ”

The Demon Lord looked at Feng Yin, the expression on his face was a little unclear.

"Tell him that maybe, I need him to help me save someone. ”

"Perhaps?" Luo Anhua repeated these two words, looked at the girl and sighed, it seems that it will take some time. However, since the Demon Lord still wants to take her away, it is always good to have Zuo Qiusheng, a miracle doctor, by his side, in order to be safe.

Luo Anhua smiled and nodded slightly, it was really rare to see him so attentive to a mere mortal.

Girl, the Demon Lord is so interested in you, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune for you.

But since that's the case, I can only help the Demon Lord with all my heart.

Luo Anhua straightened his sleeves, bent down and smiled: "Obey, Demon Lord." ”

When the wind roared awake, it was not yet dawn. The moonlight seeped in softly through the window paper, but a dark shadow blocked its way in front of the bed.

He was still there, standing by the wind's bedside waiting for her to wake up.

The memories before he fell unconscious suddenly gushed out, and Feng Yin looked at the black shadow in front of him, and his heart throbbed violently, and an inexplicable hatred welled up in his heart. She struggled to her feet with that hatred and glared at him fiercely.

He didn't move, but his eyes changed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You, complaining about me?"

Feng Yin didn't speak, but he didn't need to say it, his eyes at the moment represented everything.

He understood the meaning of the look, but he was still puzzled: "You shouldn't blame me, I have already told you everything you want to know." ”

Feng Yin still didn't speak. Yes, he told himself all the truth, but the truth was too cruel, she hated the so-called truth but had no place to vent, so she could only hate the person in front of her who told her the truth.

Although, he wasn't wrong.

He finally moved, raised his head and looked out the window, "Would you like to go back to the Demon Realm with me?"

Feng Yin didn't answer, so he added, "You will live well there, and there will be people to protect you from being bullied by others." ”

"Protect me?"

It was as if something had slammed softly on the bloody heart, and Feng Yin's tense shoulders collapsed, and tears were left drop by drop, smashing on the back of his cold hand.

Uncle once said this.

He said, "From now on, I am your relative, and I will always be by your side to protect you and watch you grow up." ”

This sentence was once so warm that it has always been carefully stored in her memory.

But now? Can I still believe what you once said?

The Demon Lord heard the ticking sound of tears falling on the back of his hand, and turned his face to look at her: "I never promise easily, and I will do it when I say it." ”

Tears rolled down the back of the hand to the wrist, and the rosewood beads were soaked in the water.

Feng Yin held the string of wooden beads tightly, looked at him and asked, "In the Demon Realm, will I be happy?"

"Happy?" he lowered his eyes, he was afraid that he would forget this taste.

Feng Yin smiled, his smile sad and cruel: "You're not happy there, are you?"

The Demon Lord's heart trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly cooled.

Feng Yin lowered his head and gently stroked the string of wooden beads. After a long time, she closed her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "What I saw, I believe." But I don't believe what you're saying!"

She suddenly clenched the string of beads, opened her eyes and looked at the Demon Lord tremblingly, "I will not believe it unless they tell me that they killed my father!"

The Demon Lord looked into her eyes inquiringly, with a hint of doubt: "Is it because, Wu Jifeng?"

Feng Yin's hand clenched the string of beads began to tremble, and his wide eyes were full of anger and hatred: "Why should I believe you, Uncle is my relative, you are just a demon!"

"Demon?" he sneered, his face hidden in the darkness again.

"What if he told you personally?" his tone was mocking and cold, "will you want to go to the Demon Realm then?"

Wind Yin gritted her teeth, desperately trying to suppress the tremors of her body from fear.

"Do you think I'll have a chance? Do you think I'll wait until that day?"

Feng Yin looked at him and sneered: "Wouldn't it?"

Doubts flashed in the Demon Lord's mind, and he suddenly became enlightened in an instant, and said, "Do you think I want to take advantage of your identity as a descendant of Pangu, so I have to take you away?"

Feng Yin snorted lightly and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, why do you pity me? Or do you think it's fate because you met by chance under the ginkgo tree?"

It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous.

"Descendant of Pangu with blood eyes, do you think you are really of any use?"

The Demon Lord looked at her shocked face and sneered, and said, "You have the blood of the demon clan in your body, the Pangu clan will only be ashamed of you, and the people of the world will not accept your identity as a descendant of Pangu." ”

Seeing the hatred and pain overflowing in Feng Yin's red eyes, he didn't give up, and said: "Just like Feng Wenyue, she has never regarded you as a daughter." ”