How to play with a meatball

With a fierce force on the lapel, he grasped the swollen chest, with a look of hostility in his eyes, and asked in a rough voice: "I asked you to prepare the live animals for me, are you all ready?"

"Ah, ah! It's done, it's all done——"

In Huang Sha's eyes, a look of satisfaction finally appeared, and panting heavily, he let it out in Yue Ji's body.

Therefore, the people in the boat rescued by Mo Luo back then were actually from the Yezhi tribe of Yueji's natal family, and they were specially arranged under the instruction of the Yezhi patriarch.In addition to acting as a living animal sacrifice, there are also some eyeliners responsible for the aftermath.What Mo Luo shattered was only the soul pot and the life rope floating in the sea, but he didn't know that the eyeliner on the boat still had spare parts.

After Huang Sha was strangled by Mo Luo, they secretly salvaged Huang Sha's body, strung up the separated body and head with life-leading ropes, kept them in the prepared soul jars, and secretly sent them to the Yezhi Tribe for storage. , After waiting for a hundred years, the crafty priest's broken pot came out.Before "death", Huang Sha absorbed enough hostile energy, using the resentment of the living soul as the incubation environment in the tank, the conditions are sufficient.The day he wakes up is the time when Mosha will reappear.

More than two hundred years later, a small gift was quietly delivered to Yue Ji.It was a Tu Yan cone soaked in the blood of living animals. On its sharp tip, there was a layer of purple-black curling resentment. It was obvious at a glance that it was refined by Huang Sha who had turned into a livid body.Before the official confrontation with Moro, he asked Yueji to find an opportunity to stab the demon king first, even if he couldn't really kill Moro, he could still write the ending for the confrontation between the two in advance.

But of course Yueji would not be so stupid as to use it to assassinate her husband.Leaving aside whether the returned Huang Sha could succeed in killing the king, once he failed and was exposed, his life would definitely be lost.However, isn't this sharp weapon perfect for dealing with that monster?

17. A fleeting moment

Before the end of the war against chaos, Mo Luo turned his eyes to see the treasure again, which has consumed too much cultivation. It stands to reason that he should not use the method of shifting shape and instant shadow easily.But he was really concerned about the baby's safety, so he summoned the red light and teleported to Yue Ji's bedroom.Although I couldn't see it, as soon as it turned out, I heard the mournful sobbing and crying of the maids.

A panicked voice said: "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? How come you were fine just now, but suddenly you fainted?"

Another voice of Liushen Wuzhu suggested: "What should I do? How about we report to the king? Wang Xing may have a way to save the empress!"

A reproachful voice immediately retorted: "Is your mind full of mud? Don't even think about it, who did you steal that demon shell from? If you let the king know..."

Hearing that voice suddenly turned towards him, and became hesitant, Mo Luo knew that the group of stupid women who were chattering around Yue Ji had finally discovered his arrival.

Following the sound, Moro's silver hair stretched out rapidly, wrapped around the neck of a waitress, and tightened tightly.If he didn't want to use the mouth of these sluts to find out what happened, he really wished he could send them back to the west.

"Tell me! What's going on! What happened to Xiaobei! What did Yueji do to him! Was he injured!"

The waitress whose throat was stuck, her legs were so weak that she couldn't even stand up, she just knelt down with a thud, her eyes rolled white, and her mouth was foaming, she couldn't answer the question.However, because of the role of killing chickens and monkeys, the other maids quickly knelt down and confessed when they saw this, trembling and chattering, intermittently telling the story of Yueji's murder of the baby.

As expected by Mo Luo, Yue Ji robbed the baby, took away the treasure, and used the Tu Yan Demon Cone given by Huang Sha to slash hard on the soft shellfish.But what she never imagined was that the shell, which was thought to be defenseless, after being fatally killed, a dazzling golden light was released from the shell, which stunned the maids on the side.After the golden light flashed, the Empress Dowager fell straight down as if struck by lightning.The ferocious magic weapon also shattered into two pieces in the halo, rolling to the ground with a clatter.The maids were in a mess, crowded around and came forward to check, but the strange thing was that the whole body of the empress did not seem to have the slightest trauma, but she was in a coma, and she couldn't wake up no matter what.In order to save their lives, the maids revealed Yue Ji's secret collusion with Huang Cha, hoping to divert the attention of the demon king and spare them.

After Mo Luo heard this, there seemed to be a thousand feet of hostility stirring in his chest, and with a twitch of the silver thread, the head of the maid flew three feet away.Fountains of blood flowed from the severed necks, splashing across the terrified faces of the women and into their gaping, screaming mouths.If it wasn't important to save the baby, Mo Luo might have slaughtered them all to vent his hatred.

"Hurry up and bring me the baby!" Moro ordered violently, spreading his hands that were trembling with anger.

It took the waitresses a moment to realize what the devil's treasure was referring to.A waitress, who was quite clever and courageous, immediately got up after stumbling, holding the shell tremblingly, and walked towards the Demon Lord.On the way, she lowered her eyes and took a sneak peek curiously, wanting to see what the monster who provoked the devil's heart, turned against the empress, and caused the death of her colleagues looked like.

However, upon closer inspection, there is nothing unusual about it, except that there is now a glaring purple-red cone mark on the originally pink and plump shellfish.The incision was deep, and it looked like the fleshy shell was seriously injured.The yellow-green juice trickling from the wound dripped from her fingers to the ground.The flesh twitched pitifully, like a dying person struggling to die.

When she remembered that the wound was caused by the master she was serving, she didn't dare to look any further, and quickly handed it to Mo Luo obediently.

Mo Luo really didn't want to stay longer in this place where treasures were killed.Of course he won't let Yue Ji go, but she is the queen of the devil, and she has the backing of the Yezhi Tribe, so of course she can't be like an unknown maid who can kill her whenever she wants.Fortunately, she suffered on her own and was already in a coma. After the baby is cured, it won't be too late to settle accounts with her in the future.

So Mo Luo summoned the red light again, and carried the baby back to his bedroom.

In a place where no one is watching, Mo Luo can finally reveal his vulnerable side as a king.

In the dormitory, he slumped to the ground, leaning weakly on the edge of the bed, holding his beloved baby with his hands together, tears of great distress flowed from his eyes that had lost their light.

He couldn't see it, he didn't know how badly Baobao was injured, and he didn't know how much Baobao's soft and tender body hurt under the severe stabbing.

When he was in pain, did he blame himself?Have you ever called out "Daddy" in despair?

"Daddy, save me...Daddy, save me! Ahhh, it hurts so much, I hurt so much..." Mo Luo seemed to hear the baby's hoarse cry, and at that moment, where was he?He is so stupid that he is in love with the same fake shell!

He tried to connect to the baby's consciousness again, but the baby didn't respond.Mo Luo touched it, and even the uncontrollable twitching of the little meat stopped, as if life had flowed out of his body.

Sorrow and remorse, like a salty flood, submerged Mo Luo's heart.He has no other way, the only thing he can do is to desperately pour his thousand years of cultivation into the baby's body like a lunatic who is exhausted.

No matter what great enemy he is in front of, no matter what his supremacy is, no matter what eternal life he has, unifying the two worlds of humans and demons!Without the company of his baby, even if he stands alone at the center of power, he is lonely.Such eternal life is like being in a frozen palace, so what's the fun of living?How about just like this, use up all your magic skills, it is best to save the baby, if you can't save it, you will die with him.

Thinking in this way, Mo Luo concentrated his thoughts and burned ten percent of the power in his body.

The bright magic fire that was held in his palm and covered Xiaobei, was like a blooming epiphyllum, gorgeous and dazzling.However, no matter how beautiful the epiphyllum is in the world, it can only bloom for a moment, and then it will never bloom again.

18. Shrinking turtle

"Daddy, Daddy, wake up, wake up..." In the darkness, a faint fairy voice came to Mo Luo's ears flickeringly.

It seemed...it was the baby calling him!

Because of this recognition, Mo Luo's body trembled, and he woke up from his drowsiness, and subconsciously, he hugged the warmth in front of him tightly.

The smooth and smooth skin feel, the finely-cut willow waist in the grip, and every place where the fingertips touch, is clamoring for comfort.Mo Luo greedily rubbed the softness in his palm a few times before realizing—Is this not a dream?The baby has...already transformed!

No no no, this must not be a dream!If this is a dream, then the self in the dream will definitely see the baby with radiant skin and a smile like a flower.But before his eyes, there was still a boundless darkness, which proved that he was still blind.But it doesn't matter, as long as the baby is by your side, your heart will be like being surrounded by supreme light!

The pounding heartbeat, like beating a mountain and beating a drum, pounded on Mo Luo's heart.He was overjoyed and couldn't wait to explore this brand new body.

He first used his fingertips to draw the face, which was as delicate as a porcelain sculpture.The eye sockets of the baby are sunken like a picture frame, and what is embedded inside must be the scenery as bright as stars and as clear as green springs.But at this moment, he indulged the Demon Venerable's touch, and closed his eyes obediently.The thick eyelashes are softly attached to the thin and soft eyelids. Mo Luo can feel that when the fingertips are lightly tapped on them, the baby's eyes move slightly, as if rhyming with the rhythm of life