The evil spirit in the little monster's body would suddenly recur. Ye Lingyue thought earlier that the evil spirit in the little monster's body had been brought under control.
Or, what Lan Tianyou said angered the little monster. Ye Lingyue asked Cheng Yue about all this, and Cheng Yue didn't know all the answers. Only the little monster could answer all the answers.
Ye Lingyue first went to the Fulu branch to ask Gong Xi for a day off, and then searched for little monsters in every corner of the outer courtyard.
Ye Lingyue shuttled under her feet, and the morning mist had gradually dispersed. In the huge outer courtyard, from hills to dense forests, Ye Lingyue had no idea where the little monster went.
After searching for a full day, Ye Lingyue and others did not find the little monster.
Seeing that dusk was approaching, darkness gradually enveloped the entire sky, but there was still no whereabouts of the little monster.
Ye Lingyue asked Cheng Yue to go back first, and she was still wearing stars and moons, looking for the missing little monster in the mountains and forests.
"Where did this guy go?"
Until around the dawn of the second day, the little monster had disappeared for a full day and night. Ye Lingyue began to worry, she was worried that the little monster would not be able to think about it for a while, and left the Longevity Temple.
The God Realm is so big, it is too difficult to find someone.
What's more, the current situation of the little monster is not stable. If the evil spirit on him is discovered, he will definitely be regarded as a different kind.
Just when Ye Lingyue was worried, she suddenly remembered that she had used tripod breath to heal the little monster. Logically speaking, the little monster should still have some tripod breath power left in its body.
Ye Lingyue sacrificed the dry tripod.
The small black cauldron, in the darkest night of dawn, emitted a dim light, like a lighthouse, illuminating the surroundings.
At this time, Qianding suddenly trembled slightly, and swept towards a certain direction of the outer courtyard.
Ye Lingyue immediately followed Qian Ding and flew away all the way.
After crossing a few hills, Ye Lingyue came to a wilderness with few people.
There are several dilapidated Jin houses in front of them. It seems that the area has been abandoned for a long time due to the bad weather.
Beside the array house, there is an arraigned well, and there are a few messy footsteps beside the arraise well.
The footsteps were still new, Ye Lingyue hesitated for a while, pushed aside the weeds half as high as a person, and walked over.
Under the well, there is a group of black shadows huddled there.
The little monster curled up in a deserted well, its whole body was wet with dew.
After fleeing the battle house, the little monster instinctively wanted to escape from the crowd.
He traveled all the way until he saw the ancient well.
The well reminded him of his own well in the plum garden, the dark well that he had hidden for a long time since he was born, exuding a damp and musty smell.
For others, it is just an abandoned well, but for the little monster, that well is his best shelter.
This place is like a cradle, giving him peace of mind.
He didn't know how long he had been hiding, and he had forgotten all the commotion outside.
Until he heard the sound, his body trembled like a frightened little animal.
His back was arched, and the red light in his eyes hadn't disappeared.
"it's me."
Ye Lingyue walked over, and seeing that it was Ye Lingyue, the little monster was still wary.
In his throat, he muttered, making a sound like a trapped animal.
"What did Lan Tianyou say?"
Upon hearing the word "Lan", the little monster's body trembled violently.
That night reappeared in his mind.
He was trapped underground, with fire and smoke everywhere, and the mouth of the well was tightly sealed.
Mother's face turned into that of an evil spirit, and she cursed loudly that he was an evil spirit and told him to die.
He also saw the back of his father, the God of the North, that tall man who was like a God of War in the hearts of countless people in the God Realm, coldly walking further and further away, leaving him with only a cold back.
"Bad guys... all are bad guys."
The little monster jumped up suddenly, strangled Ye Lingyue's throat with both hands, and knocked her down hard to the ground.
"Zeng Sixuan!"
Ye Lingyue felt her breath was suffocated, and raised her fist to the little monster.
She didn't dare to use too much strength, for fear of hurting the little monster.
But with one punch down, the little monster didn't feel any pain at all.
"My name is not Zeng Sixuan!"
The little monster intensified the strength in his hands, and his sharp claws cut a bloody gash on Ye Lingyue's fair neck.
The smell of blood made the little monster's nostrils shrink violently.
This reminded him of the taste of human flesh and blood.
The evil spirit in the body surged even more violently.
Mother said he was a monster.
He was a monster, even if he was named after someone else, he was still a monster in essence.
Since he is a monster, he should be a real monster.
It is his nature to eat human flesh and blood.
The little monster grinned, and closed his fingers one by one. He suddenly bent down, pointed at Ye Lingyue's delicate neck, and bit down hard.
But the moment he leaned over, his eyes fell on Ye Lingyue's face.
The pair of moon eyes that became brighter because of anger stared at him fixedly.
That gaze seemed to penetrate his soul.
The little monster's breathing was a little messy, and he stared at Ye Lingyue's eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips.
The unique herbal-like aroma on the woman's body made him wake up all of a sudden.
He remembered that there was once such a person who told him persuasively.
"People are not beasts, they cannot eat raw meat and drink blood."
"Everyone has their own name. From now on, you will be called Zeng Sixuan. This is your name... This is my name. My name is Ye Lingyue. Remember, Ye Lingyue."
The woman's delicate and small face was full of a friendly smile. She held his hand, taught him to use chopsticks, taught him to write, stroke by stroke, very serious.
She will not look down on him, she accepts him like a close relative.
The beauty he had experienced, at that moment, washed away the darkness in his heart.
Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, the little monster suddenly withdrew its hand.
"I, what did I do. It hurts... Does it hurt?"
He panicked, like a big kid who has done something wrong, he was in a hurry, trying to bandage the wound on Ye Lingyue's neck.
He was full of remorse, and tears dripped on Ye Lingyue's face, wet and scalding hot.
"I'm fine, with such a small injury, I can't die."
Seeing that the little monster had returned to its original appearance, Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was one step later, she was afraid that she would knock him unconscious again with a dry cauldron.
Ye Lingyue hadn't finished speaking yet.
The body suddenly leaned over, and was firmly imprisoned by a pair of iron arms.
Although she likes the little monster very much, the other party is of the opposite sex after all. Ye Lingyue has never been so close to a third person except for being so close to the emperor. She instinctively wants to push the little monster away.
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