The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Chapter 126 Make her happy

Li Hu screamed wildly in his heart, the Cold-blooded Demon Lord was easily captured by a little girl! ?

What kind of breaking news is this! ?

Normally, the Demon Lord is aloof and like the god of death, but he can't sleep at night because of a little girl! ?

He, he couldn't have been chased out of the house by Nan Xingchen! ?

That little girl has a really hot temper. It looks like Lord Demon will have a hard time in the future.

He looked up at the Demon Lord again, and a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.

Just when Li Hu's thoughts were all over the place, a deep voice brought him back.

"Tell me, what should I do to make her happy?"

Li Hu raised his head with a confused look on his face, just in time to meet the death stare of the Demon Lord.

He trembled with fear and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you want Miss Xingchen not to be angry?"

"Well, do you have any idea?"

"Your Majesty, go and coax her, she won't be angry anymore. I always like to hear nice words."

Su Muwei sighed deeply: "The pet she loved died, leaving only a fox tail for her. She still can't let it go."

Li Hu thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, please wait. I will go and catch an identical pet for her to relieve your worries."

Su Muwei frowned when he heard that.

Give her another one! ?

It's not the same one as before, it's obviously a bad idea.

"Is there any other way?" Su Muwei asked.

Li Hu held his head and racked his brains to come up with some ideas for the Demon Lord, but the result was still unsatisfactory.

Su Muwei just shook his head.

Li Hu showed a look of despair, and said with courage: "Since that little girl has caused Your Majesty such a headache, why not kill her and return to the Demon City with your subordinates, and continue to be the Free and Easy Demon Lord..."

Snapped--

Li Hu suddenly felt a pain on his face as the Demon Lord slapped him in the face from a distance.

Su Mu said coldly, "Hurry back to the Demon City and help Xifeng manage the demon and monster worlds. Don't appear in front of me again."

Li Hu was so scared that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Please spare my life, Your Majesty. I just want to share your worries."

His mind was spinning like crazy, his eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, why don't we refine the tail of that spirit pet into a puppet to accompany her!?"

Su Muwei's expression finally eased a little.

As of now, that's all it can do.

The next morning.

After Su Muwei prepared breakfast, he knocked on the door of the woodshed. When he saw the woman's red and swollen eyes, he felt a pain in his heart.

He said in a gentle voice: "Xing'er, give me the broken fox tail, and I will refine it into a puppet for you. I guarantee it will be the same as before."

Nan Xingchen's mouth pursed and she wanted to cry again: "Can the puppet talk to me?"

Su Muwei hurriedly coaxed her, "Xing'er, don't cry. Puppets can talk. Brother Wei was wrong. The place of Roulan in your heart cannot be replaced by any other spiritual pet."

"sorry!"

These three short words hit Nan Xingchen's heart like a thousand-pound rock.

Her nose felt sour and two lines of tears rolled silently from the corners of her eyes.

Just when her mind was in a mess, her body was wrapped in a warm embrace.

"Xing'er, I'm sorry."

The man buried his head in her neck. Nan Xingchen's throat seemed to be choked by something sticky. She moved her lips several times but couldn't utter a word.

His hot breath wrapped around her tightly, and Nan Xingchen cried wildly in his arms.

"Brother, it's not your fault, you don't have to apologize. I, I just hate myself for being so weak..."

Nan Xingchen spoke with difficulty. This matter was not his fault. The pain he endured was no less than her.

Thinking of the scene of Roulan's death, she really couldn't forgive herself.

Su Muwei stared at her red and swollen eyes and said distressedly: "Xing'er, I know you regard Rouli as your family, and you have never been able to let go of her death. She protected you with her life, and she certainly doesn't want you to be sad."

Nan Xingchen curled up in his arms, her tears soaking his clothes on his chest.

Su Muwei scratched her nose to cheer her up: "Xing'er, when did you become a crybaby?"

Nan Xingchen bit her lip and finally burst into laughter: "Yes, I want to live well, so that I can be worthy of Rouli."

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Muwei raised his wrist and looked at it. Strangely, the golden totem was still there.

He rubbed her head and asked curiously, "Xing'er, didn't you say at the time that if yin and yang were to have sexual intercourse, the spell of same life would be automatically lifted? Last night we..."

Nan Xingchen sniffed and muttered softly, "It was because you wanted to strangle me at that time that I made up a story in a hurry."

Su Muwei helped her wipe the tears from her eyes, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "My Xing'er is really a smart ghost. Can this fate spell be broken?"

"There is no solution. But when I told you there was no solution, you didn't believe me, so I could only lie to you. This fate spell is because a woman is afraid that her lover will change his mind, so she wants to find a way to tie the two together so that they can love each other without doubt. Their life veins are intertwined, so it is called the fate spell."

After saying that, Nan Xingchen pinched the flesh on his waist, but it was hard and couldn't be pinched.

It's as if I want to take advantage of him.

Su Muwei let out a deep laugh from the depths of his throat: "Alright, it's good to merge with Xing'er's lifeblood."

After hearing what he said, the haze in Nan Xingchen's heart immediately dissipated a lot.

She raised her bright eyes and looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, who looked like a god, and smiled brightly.

"When your injury is healed, I will take you home to visit Grandpa, Auntie, and Xingyu."

"Okay." Su Muwei nodded.

After breakfast.

Su Muwei knew that Nan Xingchen always wanted to become stronger, so he accompanied her to the forest to practice sword.

Two figures, one in white and one in red, appeared in the depths of the forest.

The handsome man in white robe watched the gorgeous woman in red dance with sword and gave some advice from time to time.

Nan Xingchen was seen holding a long sword and dancing like flowing water.

She performed the Starry Sky Sword Technique once, and for the last move, she injected her spiritual energy into the sword, and used all her strength to swing it straight at a big tree.

click-

A waist-thick tree was chopped off, and then it fell to the ground with a "thump".

Nan Xingchen suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in his Dantian was overflowing. Was this a sign of promotion? ?

Ever since her true body was damaged, her cultivation has not been able to improve.

Rays of light gathered around her, and she tried to take a deep breath to allow her body to accept more true energy.

Su Muwei rubbed her head and said with a smile: "You have already reached the level of Spirit King."

Nan Xingchen happily threw himself into his arms: "Spiritual King cultivation?"

"Yes, Xing'er is awesome." Su Muwei pinched her cheek lovingly.

Nan Xingchen blushed instantly. It wasn't because of her being good, it must be because of the spiritual practice with the man in front of her yesterday.

Her cultivation will be improved.

Thinking of the ripples of last night, she huddled in his arms, too shy to move.

She was too proactive last night, it was so embarrassing.

Nan Xingchen felt a stab in the heart when he suddenly remembered that Su Muwei had also practiced sword with that bad woman Fusu.

She broke free from his embrace and frowned, "Are you engaged to your bad junior sister?"

Su Muwei was stunned and retorted: "No, Xing'er, how do you know that I have a fellow apprentice sister!?"