Luo Qingqing was stunned when she heard this, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly said:
"No, he is my son..."
As she spoke, regardless of her lack of strength, she quickly rushed to the hood to protect her child.
However, she didn't expect that just as her body touched the cover, the little bun disappeared, and together with the cover, it miraculously disappeared.
"What...what's going on?" Luo Qingqing shouted in shock. He looked at her with a calm expression:
"He is a child of the demon world, my own flesh and blood, so I will naturally take him back..."
Take the little bun with you? Luo Qingqing suddenly raised her head, and a feeling called despair came over her heart:
"Why? You can't take my son away..."
Luo Qingqing cried sadly. She has always been strong. If a woman with a child wants to get along in this society, how can she not be strong?
"That is also my king's son..."
"Yes, he is also your son. But, my lord, what have you ever done for him? Except for that time when I was happy, where were you when I was carrying him and struggling hard in the forbidden area? I was hanging on the line to save him.
Where were you when we were on the front line? After he was born, he had abnormal health and it was difficult to take care of him. When I was so busy and dizzy, where were you? I dragged him until now. How about you?
What have you done for him? Are you going to take away the son I worked so hard to raise just for that little tadpole that is invisible to the naked eye?"
Luo Qingqing cried and fell to the ground as she spoke. She was not a weak person, but in this world where force is respected, those who are weak are destined to be bullied.
She never thought that one day she would be so helpless.
She couldn't compete with him. This demon man's martial arts, power, whatever it was, were much more powerful than hers.
"You...I am Ming Yuanhua, you can call me Demon King..."
His hands clenched tightly, and at this moment, he really felt this woman's despair.
However, he must take his son back. There are not many children who are the sons of the demon world and even inherit the Blood Lotus from birth. He is one, and his son is also one.
It takes normal people fifty or sixty years to develop the Blood Lotus. They are born with it. Children with such a talent will never let go of the demon world.
Even if he lets go, they will find out and snatch him back.
Moreover, the demon world does not allow a woman from the human world to give birth to their flesh and blood. If they were to catch her, this woman would definitely die.
"Lord Demon King, please return the child to me, please?"
Luo Qingqing suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily. She could not lose Little Baozi, her only relative in the world.
"You're tired, take a nap first..."
The Demon King sighed helplessly, and with a little hand, the woman on the ground swayed. Just when her body was about to fall to the ground, he reached out to catch her, carried her to the bed, and put her down gently.
Luo Qingqing's appearance was stunning, and her skin was as smooth as jade. There was a red bump on her forehead from when she had just knocked it down, and there were still tears hanging on her face that had not yet dried up.
The devil's hand gently touched the newly swollen area, and the faint red light gently crossed her skin. After a few strokes, the redness and swelling on her forehead still disappeared, becoming white and flawless.
"Did you feel good just once? Luo Qingqing...Qing'er, I vaguely remember that you were so happy that you were so happy that you were alive and well..."