The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Dark as ink.

In the suburban Gu room, Yang Yurong (Tian Yubing's grandmother) sat on a wooden chair, playing with a black Gu worm with her dry branch-like fingers. On her old face, the cloudy eyes flashed a strange light under the light.

A ball of dark blue netherworld fire suddenly appeared before his eyes, and then transformed into a black-robed boy. The boy was tall and straight, like a pine or bamboo, with a jade crown tied high and black hair like a waterfall. On the black robe, the dark pattern of bamboo leaves was faintly visible, and under the half mask, a pair of ice-blue eyes were frosty and captivating.

"You're here?" Yang Yurong showed a hint of joy on her face, but soon, the joy disappeared, and she murmured in a trance, "No...you are not him."

Who is he she is talking about?

The Eleventh Prince was confused, but it didn’t matter, as that was not why he came here.

"Did you give the blood-sucking insect to the Ling family?" He looked at her coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"It seems that the girl has been tortured enough? Let me tell you, feeding her blood can only relieve the pain. Every time the poison attacks, the worm will still eat her internal organs, but she can't feel it. Over time, her whole body will fester and she will die. There is only one way to remove the poison, but she can't bear it at all. She will only be tortured to death by the pain! Hahahaha!" Yang Yurong laughed neurotically and said fiercely, "That woman will not die well, and her granddaughter will not die well either! Even if you kill me, you can't save her!"

Hearing this, murderous intent gradually rose in the cold black eyes of the Eleventh Palace. He didn't care who the woman she was talking about was or what grudges they had. He just wanted to skin the person in front of him right now.

He clenched his fists, trying to suppress the rage to kill her. After a moment's silence, he cut his fingertips and drew a blood-red talisman in the air with his blood.

The talisman turned into a red light and was instantly injected into Yang Yurong's body.

"What is this! What did you do to me!" Yang Yurong's face turned pale instantly. She stood up suddenly, emotionally excited, and her voice was full of anger. "Just kill me directly instead of using that woman's talisman against me!"

"Pain transmission talisman."

The Eleventh Palace raised his eyelids and glanced at the densely packed Gu jars in the room. In just a moment, balls of netherworld fire ignited, burning the insect Gu to ashes.

"No...no!" Yang Yurong, who loved the insect Gu like her life, watched the insect Gu being burned to ashes and screamed loudly. The red bloodshot almost tore the corners of her eyes.

"Since you are not afraid of death, then you should feel the pain of being burned by fire. This is what you deserve." The Eleventh Palace said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the darkness.

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"Burn the mother Gu." The Eleventh Prince left a message and turned to go into the room.

The City God looked at his resolute back, turned around and said to Chu Haoyi anxiously: "You should think of a way to relieve the pain! It has always been His Highness who has set fire to others, he has never suffered the pain of being burned by fire!"

"There's nothing we can do. He asked for it. Who told him to transfer the poison from the girl? He couldn't bear to see the girl suffer, so he has to bear the pain himself." Chu Haoyi took a sip of tea slowly. He couldn't bear to see the City God pacing back and forth in front of him, so he added, "You'd better burn it quickly. A short pain is worse than a long one. Besides, you know that the boy has a strong endurance and his self-healing ability is second to none. He won't die. Don't worry."

The flames rose and instantly engulfed the mother Gu that was thrown into the fire.

Inside the house, Eleventh Palace's body trembled suddenly, and every inch of his skin seemed to be burned by fire. The burning pain instantly spread throughout his body, almost swallowing him. Dense beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead, slid down his face, and fell drop by drop on the cold ground. He clenched his teeth, his lips turned pale, and his fingers clenched into fists. His knuckles turned white due to excessive force, but he still didn't let himself make a sound.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Yang Yurong, who was hit by the pain-transmitting talisman, curled up on the ground in agony, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill that damn girl! Kill that damn girl!"

Her body seemed to be engulfed by invisible flames, and every nerve was twitching. Under the fists, the nails dug deep into the palms, and blood gradually seeped out from the gaps between the fingers, but she had long been numb and could not feel it. Only the pain of the burning body was clearly transmitted to every cell in her body.

After a few hours, the pain gradually disappeared. Yang Yurong collapsed to the ground, sweating all over, as if she had just crawled out of the gates of hell. Before she could recover, a man in a black robe appeared in front of her, revealing only a pair of cold eyes under his hood.

The moment she saw that man, Yang Yurong's eyes were filled with ecstasy. She struggled to stand up from the ground, dragging her tired and weak body towards him with difficulty.

"Finally...finally I see you again..." Yang Yurong slowly extended her hand towards him.

Before she touched him, the sharp dagger pierced straight into her heart.

Yang Yurong's body suddenly stiffened and the smile on her face froze.

The dagger was pulled out, and bright red blood flowed down the blade, falling on the ground and forming bright red flowers. Yang Yurong's body fell backwards, hitting the ground with a dull sound, and her sunken and withered eyes stared at the ceiling, completely losing their spirit.

The man in black robe turned and left expressionlessly, leaving behind a huge fire engulfing the house.

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The City God was on pins and needles, fearing that the Eleventh Palace would die in the house without a sound. After eight hours, the mother Gu was burned. Soon, the door opened and the Eleventh Palace finally came out.

The City God came forward in a hurry and asked, "Your Highness, are you okay? How is your health?"

When she saw his bloodless lips, she yelled at Chu Haoyi who was taking a nap on the chair beside her: "Still sleeping! Hurry up and get some blood-replenishing pills for His Highness!"

Chu Haoyi woke up with a start, yawning with sleepy eyes: "No more. Do you think I can make pills by just patting my butt? In the past month, how many Qi and Blood Pills did he take from me to give to that girl! And he asked you to deliver them in person, you know that! The one you delivered today is the last one!"

The City God felt annoyed and thought: I should have hidden one without telling His Highness.

The Eleventh Palace walked out without saying a word.

"Hey, Your Highness, where are you going if you don't take a rest?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." He finally spoke, his deep voice was a little dry, as if it had been baked in a fire.

He wanted to take a sneak peek at her before daybreak.

After the accident, she had nightmares almost every night, and could only sleep peacefully when she held his hand.

He was afraid that she would be awakened by the nightmare again.