Demon husband's exorcism

"He He……"

The girl's breathing became short of breath.

Her spirit is suffering from hell.

Zong Wangchuan saw her suddenly in so much pain, so he took the initiative to hug her, let her lean on his shoulder, and asked gently: "Xiaoling, did that man do anything to you? Or did he try to do something immoral to you?" of--"

"No, nothing! Nothing happened!"

The girl flatly denied it.

Her eagerness made Zong Wangchuan more certain.

Covering her eyes with warm palms, he murmured, "You're a good girl, nothing bad happened to you, nothing that shouldn't have happened... Now, listen to me, close your eyes." Get a good night's sleep with your eyes, and the world will be better when you wake up..."

"Um……"

Listening to the warm words and seeing the glimmer of light leaking from her fingers, Kang Ailing gradually fell asleep.

Zong Wangchuan didn't leave immediately.

He laid Kang Ailing flat on the bed, and took off the ancient Egyptian style ring worn on the middle finger of his right hand, revealing a string of ancient runes.

"I want to take something from your memory, you are a good girl, you shouldn't suffer prematurely because of the sinful behavior of adults..."

When he said these words, obvious pain flashed across Zong Wangchuan's face.

He removed the scarab from the ring, and drew a golden symbol on the girl's forehead with the powder hidden in lapis lazuli. Then, he took a breath and prepared to chant—

"Mother of life and magic, protector of all the downtrodden, Goddess Isis, hear my prayers, please save this girl from..."

"Honey! I thought about it again just now. We should go to the specialty store on the street to get the handcuffs I ordered last month—"

Xiao Ming's voice sounded from behind, interrupting Zong Wangchuan's spell.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to break in while you were working!"

Xiao Ming sincerely apologized, he flew into the room through the window sill, and the wings were not closed yet.

Looking at the big wings on the back of the abyssal demon that are whiter than angel wings, Zong Wangchuan couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "When you pass by the specialty store at night, remember to remind me to buy a bell!"

"A bell?"

Xiao Ming's eyebrows danced brightly.

He folded his wings and asked, "Are you going to wear it around your neck or..."

"you……"

Zong Wangchuan was so angry that his knuckles cracked.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming changed his words nonchalantly and said, "Honey, I like wearing bells very much, and I would like them even more if they were naked bells! By the way, what are you going to do to this girl?"

Hearing this, Zong Wangchuan turned to look at Kang Ailing and said, "I'm planning to ask Goddess Isis to delete some of her memories to ensure that she can grow up with a sound mind."

"What memory? The memory of being threatened and harassed by her stepfather who didn't look like a good thing with immoral means?

Speaking of which, honey, are you really not thinking about playing a 'Daddy loves you' role-playing game with me?

I can age my face a bit, but my body remains 30-year-old strong and 15-year-old passionate..."

The wretched smile makes one can't help but wonder whether a small movie has already started in Xiao Ming's mind.

Zong Wangchuan told himself to be calm, not to fuss over details with a demon.

While Xiao Ming was intoxicated by evil delusion, he drew some symbols on Kang Ailing's neck, left and right wrists.

The ceremony of summoning Isis had been interrupted, and he could only do his best to protect the girl so that she would not be hurt by her beastly stepfather just after she was discharged from the hospital.

……

When the last symbol was drawn, Xiao Ming also stopped rambling.

He walked up to Zong Wangchuan and said in a low voice: "You know that these are useless efforts, why do you still—"

"Because I don't want her to be like my sister back then, because...because...finally...to..."

"As expected, you still hate me and think that I have ruined you..."

Xiao Ming talked coquettishly, but didn't take the opportunity to talk about any colorful topics.

He hugged Zong Wangchuan from behind, and slowly spread his white wings, gently patting Zong Wangchuan's cheek.

"As if an angel embraces his sinner."

Zong Wangchuan complained.

Kang Ailing on the hospital bed also slowly opened her eyes at this moment.

Half asleep and half awake, she actually saw Dr. Zong, who was so handsome as a doctor, standing against the light, with a pair of huge white wings behind him.

"So, you are an angel..."

The girl murmured.

Zong Wangchuan was a little nervous.

Xiao Ming blew against his neck.

The smell of sulfur mixed with the sweet smell of cake drifted into Kang Ailing's nostrils, and the girl fell asleep again.

"--you!"

Zong Wangchuan hurriedly shook off Xiao Ming, leaned over to check Kang Ailing's breathing and pulse.

Xiao Ming said slowly: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to her that you don't allow me to do."

"Then what did you do to her?"

"I made her forget about you," Xiao Ming said, "she will lose her memory for the last hour, thinking that she fell asleep after the morning checkup, and had a dream of being protected by an angel."

He picked up the flower stick that Kang Ailing threw into the trash can, hung it on the lilies, and said, "Someone gave her a bouquet of lilies with flower sticks from Happy Flower Shop while she was asleep."

"You are so despicable!"

Zong Wangchuan complained, but he didn't stop Xiao Ming.

"Meanness is the devil's virtue."

Xiao Ming, who had hung up the flower lottery, wrapped his arms around Zong Wangchuan's waist with his backhand, and said teasingly.

"What does this sentence have to do with you suddenly hugging my waist?"

"connect……"

Xiao Ming pointed to the door: "Do you hear footsteps? In a minute, a woman in high heels will enter the ward without knocking."

"You mean—Yang Ying?!"

Xiao Ming nodded.

Zong Wangchuan suddenly panicked: "What should we do? We have no time to leave..."

"No, in time."

Xiao Ming lowered his head and jokingly said, "Honey, hold my neck tight! I'm going to fly you out of the window!"

……

……

Bang!

As soon as Xiao Ming stopped in the depths of the dense forest, Zong Wangchuan punched his handsome face.

"asshole!"

"Honey, what did I do wrong again?!"

Xiao Ming held his nose that was bleeding from Zong Wangchuan's beating, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"You still have the guts to ask! Just now you—"

Zong Wangchuan didn't want to continue, after all, he is not a shameless devil.

Seeing Zong Wangchuan's displeased face, Xiao Ming immediately became happy again, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his nose.

"Last month, I spent a whole week reading a psychology course and discovered a truth:

If a calm person is irritable and agitated in front of a certain object, and always unable to control his emotions, it means that person is special to him.

It may be a special love, or it may be a special hate, but no matter what kind of special, it is a unique and special existence that no one can replace. "

"You want to prove that you are special in my heart?"

Zong Wangchuan smoothed his collar.

Every time he talks to Xiao Ming, he doubts his IQ.

Xiao Ming nodded and said, "I don't need to prove it, because I was born special. By the way, are you satisfied with what you just saw?"

"……you……"

Zong Wangchuan scratched his hair speechlessly, and said, "Please, don't speak in the tone of the CEO's hero, it will make me suspect that I'm actually an idiot in your eyes!"

"Honey, you are definitely not an idiot in my eyes, you are mine... um... I remember! 'You annoying little goblin', President Wen's favorite saying when the heroine is set on fire by the heroine In a word."

Xiao Ming said happily, wishing to bring the novel to reality.

Zong Wangchuan was really mad by Xiao Ming this time.

Unbearable, he made a decisive move, pressed Xiao Ming against the wall, clenched his fist with one hand, and prepared to add a few more scars to the devil's handsome face: "I really—"

"Hit whatever you want, my healing ability is a thousand times that of ordinary people. No matter what you do to me, even if you pull out my tongue, it will grow back on time when you need it, and it will be stronger than before. flexible……"

Xiao Ming spoke slickly, his eyes fixed on Zong Wangchuan's fist that he hadn't smashed down for a long time.

"Also, try not to hit the wall when you hit me, your hands will hurt."

"you……"

Zong Wangchuan loosened his fist.

Although Xiao Ming is full of coquettish talk without half a serious sentence, and his persistence in the matter of replenishing demons makes people wonder what kind of desire he is the incarnation of desire, but he has never hurt himself, even if it is the first time to repair himself. When the devil——

"Looking at you, does it remind you of our first time?"

Xiao Ming hugged Zong Wangchuan's head, and said softly: "I'm sorry, that was the first time I had physical contact with a human being. I didn't expect the human body to be so fragile. I didn't control the strength, scale, and size well... But ever since that time I've been... and afterward I've been..."

"I didn't mean to blame you, but I suddenly felt that I am quite strong without having any shadows on you or sex because of the first unpleasantness!"

"You are already very strong," Xiao Ming said, "Don't forget, I am not the kind of cheap guy who can be summoned by just opening a magic book or picking up a stone. Only the purest bloodline and the most perfect soul, Only the most resolute heart can pass the voice to my ears and accept the contract with me—”

"you……"

Zong Wangchuan was a little moved.

"I……"

Just when the two were about to have an impromptu exchange of body and soul under the cover of the bush——

"no!"

While screaming, the heavy object fell and hit the edge of the flower bed!

The author has something to say: I don't want to sing "Argentina, Don't Cry For Me" anymore. After the war between Argentina and Croatia, I only have eight words left in my heart. In the wind and rain, the rooftop is waiting for you.

When I get over it, I will give you some more religious connections between Isis, Hera and Helen (you read that right, the Helen who started the Trojan War), although I also think that scholar has a big brain , The theory is ridiculous.

The bell here means that Zong thinks that Xiao always appears behind him without a sound, and wants to hang a bell for him as a reminder, but Xiao thinks that Zong wants the bell to be fun, haha