Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

"Are you disobedient again today?" A figure stood in the dark shadows, her face could not be seen, only her fierce voice could be heard.

"I'm obedient." The small face suddenly lifted up, his eyes were full of panic, his voice trembled, and the small red mole at the end of his right eye was bright red.

"Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!" The woman rushed over like crazy, pushed the little Yan Fengqing out of the bed, raised her foot and kicked his body.

It's like kicking wild dogs on the side of the road, without a trace of humanity let alone motherhood.

After kicking for a long time, the woman didn't stop, the little body under her feet was covered with cuts and bruises, and her face was blue and purple, but Xiao Yan Fengqing didn't cry from the beginning to the end.

Because he knew that if he cried, he would only get more cruel treatment...

Endure, can only endure.

Finally the woman stopped.

Xiao Yan Fengqing raised her small face and showed a flattering smile on her swollen face: "Mom, I didn't cry today, I'm very good."

The child's innocent voice made the woman fall into silence...

"Mom, I'm really good. I didn't cry when you beat me these few times." It hurt a lot during the blood injection.

"Mom... can you stop pouring blood, I'm in so much pain." Every time the skin and flesh would split.

"Mom, will you take me home?"

"Mom, where's Dad?"

Shady birds of prey are like weeds in spring, growing all over the mountains and plains, women's fists are getting tighter and tighter, but little children haven't noticed anything yet, their eyes are full of longing and longing, and the little lights are like stars.

A shadow fell, Xiao Yan Fengqing stared at innocent eyes, watching the woman slowly grab his hair.

One, two, three...

There was the sound of heads hitting the wall.

Blood gushed out from his forehead, forming a red curtain to block his sight, and the place where he looked was crimson.

The violence was still going on, and the moonlight that occasionally came in through the window was sometimes on and off under the cover of the clouds, and finally the light disappeared completely. The clouds outside were dense, a gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and only mottled spots remained on the windows. The tree shadows are shaking.

boom -

The heavy rain washed the ground and also diluted the smell of blood in the room.

There was only a small figure dying on the ground, like a young deer on the verge of death, but... there was still a little light in that eye, because the woman would hold him all night after the violence.

Mother's embrace is still very warm, warmer than this room that has not been illuminated by sunlight all year round. This is the only comfort in the helpless night.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The woman hugged her small body and shed tears in horror: "Mother didn't do it on purpose, it didn't do it on purpose..."

Crying and crying, the woman's eyes suddenly became ruthless: "It's all your fault, why aren't you a girl?"

The woman came from a first-class cultivator family, and she had a rare pure yin physique, but she was in poor health and could not conceive again after giving birth to Yan Fengqing. Unfortunately, the Yan family needed offspring with pure yin physique to inherit the demon blood.

"Do you know that your father is going to marry a new wife again?" The woman's beautiful eyes seemed to be poisoned.

Only a daughter can have the opportunity to inherit her mother's pure yin constitution. Even if Yan Fengqing is a mutated ice spirit root with an infinitely yin constitution, she will not be a qualified vessel.

"No...you must become a qualified container, so your father will come to pick us up." The woman murmured to herself as if in a daze.

She inserted her hands into her hair, her eyes became more and more lax, and she suddenly grabbed her hair fiercely as if frightened, and shouted desperately to the child in her arms: "You must carry it for me, if you die, you can only Die under the blood of the demon, and become a container, do you know? You must become a container!"

The woman shook the bruised little Yan Fengqing vigorously. Her small body was like a fallen leaf in the cold wind. Apart from shivering, she could only look at the woman in horror.

"Mother... I'll be good, I'll get through it." Xiao Yan Fengqing was crying, but he didn't dare to cry, because it would only result in more severe beatings.

"Well, Qing'er is the most obedient." The woman's expression suddenly warmed up, she gently stroked Xiao Yan Fengqing's head, and hummed a song to fall asleep.

This song is melodious and gentle, and it is even more beautiful in the euphemistic and beautiful voice of a woman. Accompanied by the soft singing, Xiao Yan Fengqing slowly closed her eyes, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, everything around is fading, and the room returns to darkness.

The silent and dark environment made other senses more sensitive. Lin Heng heard a slight rolling sound, and a candle stopped at his feet. Pulled his wrist.

"Mom, I'm very good today. I didn't cry when I was pouring blood." The childish voice was very clear, like a cheerful mountain spring, flowing freely.

With a sound of "嗞——", the candle was lit, and Lin Heng was so surprised that he almost threw the candle out of his hand.

At this time, Xiao Yan Fengqing's entire face was like burnt porcelain, with criss-cross wounds, dividing the skin into countless pieces, and every corner of her body was like a broken vase being forcibly glued together.

No blood flowed from these cracks, only a faint red light, but it looked even more terrifying.

Xiao Yan Fengqing's ingratiating smile made Lin Heng's chest sore, he turned his head and said softly: "No..."

The words came to his lips but he couldn't utter a single word.

The mother in my memory always smiled softly. Before leaving school, she would run quickly to help him carry his schoolbag, touch his cheeks and happily ask him if he was tired, and would also send the fresh juice prepared in advance to him. to his mouth.

But when he became an adult, a car accident took the lives of his parents. Looking back on the past, Lin Heng felt very uncomfortable in his chest...

Even if the good things are lost, they will be remembered because of the good things in the past, so people have the courage to live, because there is something called love every minute and every second that beats in the chest.

But those who have never experienced love will forever live in the darkness forever, lingering in the shadow of the past for the rest of their lives, and the pain follows like a shadow, as if there is no end.

"You are not wrong." Lin Heng looked firmly into Xiao Yan Fengqing's eyes and said word by word.

It was the Yan family's fault that made Yan Fengqing what he is now.

"Qing'er is really good today, mother, can you give me a hug, Qing'er is a little hurt now." Yan Fengqing tried to pull out a smile.

"I..." Lin Heng felt uncomfortable.

Such a small child, who is still so beautiful, why does he have to endure so much, being tortured day and night by a mother who seems to have gone crazy, and being used as a container by the Yan family.

In other words, he would have gone crazy long ago!

Lin Heng knelt down and hugged Yan Fengqing's small body, and comforted him softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

As he spoke, he collapsed first.

He punched the wall behind him, still unresponsive, and punched again.

"You're bleeding." Xiao Yan Fengqing looked at the blood coming out of Lin Heng's fist with innocent eyes.

Lin Heng shook his hands, wiped his clothes casually, turned around and picked up Xiao Yan Fengqing: "Brother, take you out, okay, so it won't hurt anymore, okay?"

There was no emotion in Xiao Yan Fengqing's eyes, she just stared at Lin Heng motionlessly.

After a while, an unintelligible laugh sounded: "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, a pair of small hands climbed onto Lin Heng's neck, and after hugging it, he leaned his head gently.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll take you out." Lin Heng stroked Xiao Yan Fengqing's head once and for all.

The small body lay motionless in Lin Heng's arms, very obedient, which made Lin Heng's heart twitch and made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Sighing heavily, Lin Heng turned around and pushed open the door. The wind and rain were still raging outside, and the branches were knocked down by the storm and lay quietly in the rain, being washed over and over again.

But...it doesn't seem to be that cold anymore.

Yan Fengqing slowly opened his eyes. There was a bright moon above his head, and the sky was full of stars. He got up and turned to look at Lin Heng who was still in a coma.

It was as if the warmth of this person still remained on his body, this was the first time he was so greedy for warmth.

How long?How long has it been... How long has it been since he no longer expected to be hugged, since the death of the woman he called his mother, he has never dreamed of something that does not belong to him, and his life has only revenge since then.

The warmth gained by beatings is actually ridiculous...

"Hmm..." Lin Heng got up quickly as soon as he opened his eyes, the cold sweat on his body seemed to have just been fished out of the water. Seeing that Yan Fengqing had already woken up first, he finally felt relieved.

"Brother, are you alright?" Lin Heng asked eagerly.

"Well..." Yan Fengqing smiled slightly: "It's okay."

This smile almost stunned Lin Heng.

Why is a big man so good-looking?

hateful!

"You...you are fine." Lin Heng turned his face away, his ears were slightly red.

The swollen black meridians on Yan Fengqing's face have disappeared, and it looks like she is completely fine.

"I...I think you have to refine the blood sword first." Lin Heng found that Yan Fengqing was still looking at him, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Yan Fengqing feels strange today.

"Hmm...but I can't walk." Yan Fengqing's voice was softer than usual, like a feather scraping at the heart of a person.

"Then...then I'll carry you?" Lin Heng volunteered to get up, but as soon as he stood up, his legs gave way and he fell back.

Just...fucking embarrassing.

Isn't this telling others that you can't do it in disguise?

In the end, it was Yan Fengqing who helped him into the room.

Lin Heng looked at the backlit room and didn't understand why Yan Fengqing came back. It would be better to find an inn to rest than to come back here.

"I still need something to fetch." Yan Fengqing explained.

"But...but why did you go back to this room?" Lin Heng muttered softly.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Yan Fengqing asked Lin Heng holding a candle.

"It's too dark to be afraid, but this..." Lin Heng stared at the candle in Yan Fengqing's hand, not understanding what the other party wanted to do for a moment.

"I collected these when I was a child, because they didn't give me candles. I would light them when I couldn't sleep at night, and then extinguish them when I was going to sleep. After all, there would be nothing left after burning."

Lin Heng's heart twitched.

If this was in their own world, these people would have been arrested for child abuse.

"That...well, let's rest quickly, and we can go back to Wanjianzong tomorrow." Lin Heng didn't know how to comfort others. After his parents died in a car accident, he also licked his wounds alone.

Because of this, he understands the feeling of being alone better than anyone else.

"En." Yan Fengqing nodded.

Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing were lying on the same bed, feeling a little weird, although they were each covered with their own quilts.

It's not that I haven't slept in the same bed with a roommate in my previous life, so what's so awkward about it?

He turned around, turned his back to Yan Fengqing, closed his eyes fiercely, crossed his arms, and seemed to strangle himself to death if he couldn't sleep.

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