The devil doesn't want to seduce you

The miasma in the cave was much less than that at the bottom of the valley outside, and the two of them found a taller stone in the cave and sat down, only to feel more secure.

Garcia sat cross-legged behind Louie: "Little Louis, take off your shirt."

There was a sneer in his tone, which made people feel ashamed.Louis shook his head angrily: "Don't take it off, I won't take it off when you are here."

"...be obedient." Garcia was more serious this time, and he saw a trace of blood on the back of Louis' neck with sharp eyes: "I will help you put some ointment on the wound, otherwise it will fester even worse."

The little devil's ears moved: "Do you have ointment?"

"Yes."

"I never asked—do you have everything in your storage space, but no money?"

Garcia: "..."

It seems to be exposed.

"I'm a monster, how can a leopard use money?" He said guiltyly, even his tone was a little weaker.

Louis turned to look at him, squinting his eyes, wrinkling his nose, crumpling his delicate features.

"……real."

"Humph."

Louis made a nasal sound, then ignored him, and turned his head back to work his magic.

The clothes and shoes that Garcia made for him were really useful, at least he felt that his magic power was more than twice as strong as when he first came here.

"Little Louis, take off your clothes quickly." Garcia was a little anxious. Whether the wound caused by the miasma in the abyss will hurt or not depends on fate. Sometimes I don't know which nerve is touched, and it may hurt for a while.

And most of the time, even fatal injuries will make the injured feel nothing at all.

It will only get colder and colder, and then die quietly.

"Understood." Lu Yi hummed reluctantly, groped himself for a while, but lowered his head again: "...how do you take off this clothes?"

Garcia changed the style of his clothes to something completely unfamiliar to him, and he couldn't even find the buttons.

"..."

The dumbfounded Garcia's monster power fluctuated for a while, and the clothes on the opponent's upper body immediately dissipated and turned into spots of light.

The next moment he couldn't laugh.

Shockingly, there were large festering wounds on the little guy's back, and some places were no longer bleeding, and even turned black.

The stark contrast of bright red blood and creamy white skin almost hurt his eyes and heart.

He shook his hands, for a moment he didn't know where to apply the medicine: "Louis..."

"Ok?"

The little devil was ignorant, turned his head halfway, his smooth profile was against the light, but it was also stained with blood.

"Huh? So many wounds." Louis lowered his head and glanced at his chest: "I don't even know."

"Does it not hurt?" Garcia's voice trembled, and he wanted to go back and strangle himself to death for failing to protect the little guy.

"No, I don't feel it." Lu Yi still smiled like a child, and he waved his arm: "It hurt a little bit just now, but now I don't feel anything."

Garcia was still worried, and the action of applying the medicine to the opponent was as light as a feather.

The top-quality elixir does not need money to paste on the surface of the wound on the opponent's body, and Garcia is a little relieved. At least these ointments can keep the opponent from life-threatening.

He injected the healing power into Louis's body again, and only stopped when Louis' face recovered some blood.

"What's going on?" Garcia put on Louis' clothes and sat opposite the little devil, "The miasma here should be afraid of my flame."

When he jumped from the top, he couldn't see Louis all the way, until he reached the bottom of the valley, only to find him lying quietly on a piece of soft ground, seemingly asleep.

It's just that there are a lot of wounds on his body, which made the little guy twist around uncomfortably in his sleep.

"I don't know." Louis curled his mouth: "The task list requires us to take the star sandalwood root back. In order not to hurt it, I used some magic power to pick the herb."

Garcia's eyebrows were knotted: "Then there shouldn't be any problem. What about after that?"

"After that... I seemed to faint." Louis laughed heartlessly again: "I thought I would never be able to go home."

"Don't worry, I will go back." Garcia still thought that the "home" mentioned by the other party was the demons here. He saw that the little devil had already circulated its magic power a few times, so he didn't wait any longer. He stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave: " Let's go, we're going to find a way."

"Why don't we just fly up there?"

Seeing that Garcia had opened a layer of protective shield and burned most of the black miasma at the entrance of the cave, Louis was a little furious: "With the shield, why do we have to walk up the cliff on two legs?"

Garcia, who stood there waiting for the little devil to come, smiled—he always smiled whenever he was around Louie: "It's so naive."

"what?"

"There is a one-way barrier in this abyss, maybe you can fall in directly, but if you want to get out from here, it's not as simple as just flying up."

"..."

Why do the human race always like to engage in these twists and turns?

"I know there is a passage ahead, so I can go straight up to it." Garcia stood upright, stretched out a hand and handed it to him, and he seemed to be plated with a layer of gold in the backlight: "Let's go, take you back Home."

In the devil's miasma abyss, because it is filled with black miasma all the year round, almost no grass grows, and it is dead silent.There are the most disgusting green swamps and the skeletons of unknown monsters. A star sandalwood can grow on the cliff, or it can only grow by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth by chance.

Louis carefully avoided a swamp and leaned against Garcia beside him: "Is there still a long way?"

His wings were injured when he fell, and he was unable to fly for a while, so he could only walk on his feet in grievance.

"Not too far."

The further he walked, the more dignified Garcia's expression became.

His holy fire itself restrained these dark miasmas, but today, for some reason, the miasma burned more and more, and it seemed that it couldn't be cleared away.

And those miasmas seemed to have become conscious, clusters of black-colored gas flooded the sky and covered the sky, burning and crackling on his fire shield.

No matter how great Garcia's monster power is, it can't withstand the long-term non-stop use-although he himself is not afraid of this kind of miasma, but Louis can't bear to face the miasma again.

If this continues, he will have to expose his identity to protect the little guy.

Some losses.

If he had known this earlier, he shouldn't have kept the little devil a secret.

But the longer a lie is kept, the more unspeakable it becomes.

At the beginning, it was just because he was worried that little Louis' identity as a demon would threaten him, but later, he was afraid that Louis would leave in anger.

As the ancient holy fire phoenix in this world, his demon alchemy is a good material for alchemy, and both the demons and the gods are chasing him day and night, and at the same time, the gods and demons are also fighting hard ——Just to compete for his demon pill.

It's a joke.

Garcia's heart was full of coldness, and these people didn't know if they had the ability to kill him to get the demon pill, so they started fighting on their own.

Countless gods and demons sent people to try to confuse him, take him away, and form "friends" with him. Of course, those guys eventually became a handful of ashes in his fire.

When he first met Lu Yi, he thought that Lu Yi was another undercover agent of the demon clan, but he was better looking.

In addition, the other party kept saying that he wanted to find his own people... It sounded like he was going to trick him into the demons and imprison him.

Garcia took another look at the little devil catching up with him with short legs, couldn't help laughing, and then calmly slowed down.

Let such a stupid and cute little thing lie to him, aren't the demons afraid that the plan will collapse?

Even his race is not clear, if such a little devil is really an undercover demon, he will admit it.

Forget him.

But he couldn't afford to gamble.

He didn't want to see the little guy showing greed after knowing that he was the holy fire phoenix hunted down by the demons, and he couldn't go down and killed Louis directly.

The best way, then, is to keep his own identity a secret.

As for the matter after sending Louis to the demons——that’s for later.

"I'm so tired." Louis walked slower and slower, and he was gradually feeling tired.

Perhaps the wounds caused by those miasma still had some influence on him. Although the wounds were not painful, the rate of physical loss far exceeded his imagination.

"Hold on a little longer." Garcia felt uncomfortable, and took Louis to take another two steps.

The little devil suddenly squatted on the ground: "No, let's rest for a while?"

"..."

"Please, Garcia, I really can't walk anymore."

"I'm so tired, sleepy, and cold."

Now that even Garcia's fire shield can't bring him warmth, Louis felt a little sad: "Simon, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disobeyed you."

"Who is Simon?"

"My fortune teller." Louis' eyes were a little slack, he raised his face, his purple pupils almost lost their highlight: "I really want to go home."

"A fortuneteller?" Garcia was looking at why this weak demon had a fortuneteller, but when he turned his head, he suddenly saw that Louis closed his eyes.

He was startled, and quickly used the power of the holy flame to circle Louis' body.

Demon miasma again? !

His fire shield didn't dissipate this time, why was he still invaded by the miasma?

"Louis, Louie!"

The little devil had collapsed, and Garcia was in a hurry, not knowing what to do.All he can do now is to clear the miasma in the little guy's body again, but if the root cause is not eliminated, this problem will never be solved.

"..."

Garcia hugged him silently, and the continuous power of the holy fire circulated in Louis' body.

The little devil has a small skeleton and not much flesh, and it feels so light and unreal when hugged, making his heart seem to be floating in the air and dare not fall down.

He started to regret it.

Why not tell Louis earlier that he is the holy fire phoenix.

Why hide it?That way his little devil wouldn't have to suffer.

"Garcia!"

A young man stood far ahead, who was waving at the two of them: "Come on, I found a way!"

Garcia's eyes turned red.

He hugged the little devil tightly in his arms, shrunk to an inch and rushed to Varun, grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted Varun into the air: "Did you mess it up?"