Hyunchen Mandrill was completely stunned, his eyes became even darker, "Yeah, I know."
"You know? You know nothing!"
She looked thin and frail when she was tricking the queen, and the cold and fear she might have suffered when Xu Huading put her in the water prison. I always think of these things...
Ling Ao wanted to chop off this damn man's head immediately! All these things happened because of him!
But he couldn't do it!
He just couldn't do it!
If so, the princess who loved him so much... would be so sad...
Seeing that Yuan Chendrill didn't resist at all, Ling Ao felt incredible! With his usual demonic temperament, how could such an arrogant and untamable person be willing to be restrained by him?
but……
"Bang!" Why are you thinking so much?! I have long wanted to beat him hard!
The fist filled with rage was as hard as iron, but with just one punch, blood streamed from the corner of Xuanchen Mandrill's mouth.
He still didn't fight back.
"Boom..." Another punch! Hyunchen Mandrill suffered severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and he held on to prevent himself from falling.
Ling Ao was going crazy: "You madman!!! Ah! I really want to kill you!!!"
He was beating him with an expressionless face like a walking zombie. Ling Ao became increasingly panicked... Something was wrong! This damn man was not normal!
Seeing the furious man in front of him stop attacking, his eyes were filled with astonishment. He wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand and put the sword to the side of Ling Ao's neck, "How much do you love her?"
Ling Ao: "??!"
"I ask you! How much you love her!"
"You're crazy." Ling Ao didn't want to answer. How could he prove his love for her with words? Why should he prove it to him? Besides, this man was so weird that it was scary.
"Say it!" Xunchen Mandrill's hand was a little stronger, and blood began to ooze from Ling Ao's neck.
But he didn't even blink, staring intently at Hyunchen Mandrill with dark pupils, "How much I love her has nothing to do with you. I'm leaving. You can go crazy here."
Ling Ao was about to leave, but Xunchen Mandrill was so angry that he was about to swing his sword to attack again! But a mouthful of black blood spurted out!
One drop happened to splash on the back of Ling Ao's hand, and with a "stab" sound, the back of his hand was burned black.
He suddenly turned around and saw that Xunchen Mandrill could no longer stand and was kneeling with his sword in hand. His eyes were scarlet and his face was pale, like a lifeless corpse.
At the same time, he is as deeply morbid and beautiful as a demon, but he is powerless...and haggard.
"Are you a devil?! Why is your blood?!" Ling Ao raised the back of his hand and stared at it, shocked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Hyunchen Mandrill's body was like cotton, his strength was completely drained, and he fell to the ground gasping for air in pain.
Seeing this, Ling Ao felt weak for no reason, stepped forward to help him up, and sat side by side with him against the wall.
After waiting for a while, Hyunchen Mandrill was able to breathe. His face was so cold that it made people feel chilly, and his eyes were helpless.
"You are very ill." Ling Ao broke the silence, put his hands on his bent knees, and stared at the traces burned by the blood in Xunchen Mandrill's mouth.
The people beside him fell silent, and he continued to ponder: "So, when you ask me how much I love her, do you want to entrust her to me after you pass away?"
"How could that happen?!" Hyunchen Mandrill finally reacted! He strangled Ling Ao's neck with his jaws, "She is mine! She can only belong to me! How could I push her to someone else?!"
"Haha..." Ling Ao laughed at himself, took his hand away and sighed deeply: "Even if you really do that, she won't choose me. Her heart is full of you."
Hearing the sound, Xunchen Mandrill lost all his strength and sat back down, silent and speechless.
Ling Ao leaned his head against the wall, his Adam's apple rolled bitterly, "I told you that you are a selfish person. Even if you die, you will do whatever it takes to keep her by your side. How sad she must be, how sad she must be knowing this...
"
"I pushed her into the light..." After another suffocating silence, Hyun Chen Mandrill let out a slight trembling sound.
"What?" Ling Ao couldn't understand clearly and turned to look at him.
Hyunchen Mandrill clenched his fists tightly, his voice
Shen Yu: "I...have tried my best...to give her light."
Ling Ao finally understood!
This man who has always been unruly...is showing weakness to himself.
For her sake, he chose to show weakness to himself.
It seems... he really doesn't have much time left.
"Go back, she will want to see you when she wakes up."
A hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Hyunchen Mandrill suddenly froze.
He raised his head and met Ling Ao's twinkling eyes, "I can't answer you how much I love her, but I can tell you that I will only stand silently behind her. It is her choice and freedom to turn around or not. She
Happy, I'm happy, that's all."
ah……
It seems I made the right choice.
Huan Chenzhu held the hand that Ling Ao extended to him and used his strength to stand up.
The last step, the last step of all the planning is finally completed. My little girl, what I can give you...
That's all.
In the road ahead, you must soak up the sunshine...and smile more brightly.
Of course, Ling Ao had no way of knowing what Xuanchen Mandrill was thinking at this moment, but the way he looked at her suddenly became erratic and confused.
He was so frightened that his heart trembled violently... Is this man really crazy? I am not a broken sleeve!
Hey...such a perverted and crazy man! What did the princess see in him?
The two of them walked to the door of the Feng Shui Qing camp tent. Ling Ao wanted to go in to visit her, but was stopped by Xuanchen Mandrill with his sword.
I don't know if it's a cover-up or the truth.
He seemed to be more energetic than before, at least not as weak anymore, and his tone returned to the coldness of the past: "I only promised you the qualification to protect her, don't push yourself too far."
"Madman." Ling Ao squeezed out the word through his teeth and turned to leave, unable to stop cursing in his heart.
If the princess hadn't liked you! I would have chopped you into dozens of pieces and thrown them to the dogs!
Crazy man! Pathological possessive maniac!
Ahhh! I really want to kill him!
…
When he returned to the camp, he saw that the little girl had covered her head with a quilt, only her eyes were showing. Her little face was red, as if she was shy or embarrassed.
He thought she had a high fever again, so he quickly touched his cold forehead with his hand, and then said calmly and lovingly: "Why did you wake up just after midnight? Let's have a good sleep."
"The Demon King..."
She murmured softly, as if she was a little scared.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
The little girl's frown made Hyun Chen feel extremely distressed. He picked her up in his arms and pressed his face against hers, "But what's wrong with you? Or maybe you're hungry?"
"None of them..."
Feng Shuiqing shook his head.
Just now, when she was half asleep and half awake, she heard the Demon King and Ling Ao talking at the door.
And that sentence...she couldn't understand it no matter what, and she really couldn't figure it out, so she hesitated and was too embarrassed to mention it.
"Then let me do something first." Hyunchen Mandrill whispered softly, then lifted her chin up and kissed her lingeringly for a while before leaving her lips with satisfaction.
"Why... why did you suddenly kiss... me..." Feng Shuiqing had no idea what was going on in her heart, and she was so scared that she couldn't help but feel dizzy because of the devil's ecstatic kiss, which disturbed her heartstrings even more.
.
Hyunchen Mandrill gently rubbed her little mouth with the pad of his thumb. It was very red and beautiful.
While lowering his eyes to appreciate it, he explained ambiguously: "You had a fever last night and I couldn't bear to kiss you for too long. Now that the fever has subsided, I will naturally make up for it."