After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Chapter 1329: Little tree tree

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Saburo asked Yan Ge: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Yan Ge shook his head lightly.

Stomach is empty, but no desire to eat.

"I'm carrying you on my back. Let's go a little further. There should be a town ahead."

Yan Ge nodded.

Ren Sanlang carried her on his back.

She put her arms around Saburo's neck.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the days when I was carried down from the snow mountain by flat-haired beasts.

The flat-haired animal is thin and weak, with a body that can fall down when the wind blows, carrying her on one shoulder and the evil dragon on the other shoulder,

That picture looks very funny.

Most of the way out of the snow mountain was downhill, but the flat-haired beast did not roll her away, but resisted her all the way down the mountain.

Yan Ge didn't think there was anything, and once ignored this detail.

Now, I suddenly wondered if the flat-haired beast knew that she was afraid of the cold like a tree, so he didn't roll her on the snow mountain.

There are also her leaves, which will not cause diarrhea if eaten.

Even Saburo said that her leaves are slightly sweet, if she hadn't been so powerful, birds and beasts would definitely want to come up and nibble on her leaves.

Evil Jiaolong ate her leaves and had diarrhea, probably because the flat-haired animal moved its hands and feet.

She had never thought of such a thing before.

I just feel that since I took shape, all the embarrassment has been given by that evil dragon and flat-haired beast.

She wished she hadn't intertwined with that flat-haired beast, and she didn't even want to think about those two guys.

But now, over and over again in my mind, there are flat-haired beasts and evil dragons.

She rested her head on Saburo's shoulder, tilted her head to look at Saburo's side face, and murmured: "Sanlang, that flat-haired beast, he's dead."

he died.

It's not Saburo's fault.

Even without Saburo's blow, he would have died.

Yan Ge didn't want to say it at first, she was afraid that Saburo would feel guilty about it.

But I couldn't help it.

All I could think about was the flat-haired brute.

She felt that if she didn't say anything, the whole human form would explode.

Saburo's footsteps slowed down, and he said, "I'm sorry."

"It has nothing to do with you. When I saw him, he was already dead."

Yan Ge's face was pressed against San Lang's, she closed her eyes, and said softly, "San Lang, can you stop dealing with that evil dragon in the future."

"Um."

San Lang said: "The demon energy in the evil flood dragon is gone, she will not harm others now, as long as she will not cause chaos and hurt others, I will not deal with her."

Yan Ge was stunned, "How could the devilish energy disappear from her body? Didn't you say that she couldn't control it?"

Saburo freed a hand to touch Yan Ge's head resting on his shoulder: "That man, his inner alchemy can purify demon energy, and he probably gave the inner alchemy to the evil dragon."

Seeing that Yange responded, Sanlang added: "The evil dragon is young, but her cultivation base is very high. It is because of the long-term refining of the inner alchemy of demons to improve her cultivation base. Although this method of improvement is fast, it will cause endless troubles. , the longer the time, the easier it is to be possessed by demons. She can persist for a while, but if she is pregnant with a child, if she does not purify the demon energy in her body in time, she will soon become a demon."

Hearing Yan Ge's words, the indescribable pain became more and more intense.

My heart hurts, and even my body wants to twitch.

She clings to San Lang's body tightly, as if this is the only way to comfort her.

"Then, did he die because he gave the inner alchemy to the evil flood dragon?"

Coke has been having a fever and coughing repeatedly since the 30th, and it hasn't recovered until now. I have been running to the hospital for the past few days. I ran out of manuscripts saved today. I really don't have the energy or time to type. Allow me to take a day off today, sorry Dear friends!

(end of this chapter)