Chapter 792 The Young Master Fell Into the Clutches of the Devil Again
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And this is not the most unlucky thing. After he escaped from the formation, he found a place on the cliff with excellent aura and practiced for a few days. His injuries finally improved a lot. When he was about to try to understand and master the power of his blood, he found that Under the power of that terrifying formation, the already awakened bloodline fell into silence again.
That is the bloodline of the Demon King that countless monsters dream of! It doesn't matter if he has never awakened, but he has clearly awakened, and now he has fallen into silence again. Just like a starving beggar who suddenly picked up ten thousand taels of gold and was debating whether to eat the shark's fin or the bird's nest first, but he didn't even have time to buy a steamed bun. This kind of shock from heaven to hell, Who can stand it?
Anyway, Zhen Ye, who had been having bad luck since being molested by Ling Chuxi, must have been unable to bear it. In a fit of anger, he wanted to forcibly awaken the demon king's bloodline, but suddenly he went crazy and was seriously injured again.
This time the injury was more serious than any before. He didn't even have the strength to crawl, so he could only lie on the ground and wait for death.
"Hey, little thing, why are you here? I know you are not a squirrel, so don't glare at me. But what kind of monster are you?" Ling Chuxi picked up Zhen Ye and waited until he touched Zhen Ye After that, her face changed slightly, "Little one, why do you get so seriously injured every time I see you?" After Ling Chuxi finished speaking, she took out a porcelain bottle. He poured out the pills and stuffed them into Zhen Ye's mouth without any explanation.
Damn it! This young master will not accept your favor... Ah, this pill smells really good... After a brief psychological struggle, the future Demon Emperor opened his mouth and took the pill handed to him by Ling Chuxi. Go down. After eating it, the burning pain in the internal organs quickly weakened and even disappeared.
Forget it, Ling Chuxi, this young master, I will reluctantly forgive you for being rude to me before. However, when this young master recovers, I will still have to settle the score with you, so just wait! The arrogant Young Master Demon Emperor protested for a long time in his heart, but Ling Chuxi couldn't hear it.
"Okay, come back with me." Ling Chuxi hugged Zhen Ye, touched Zhen Ye's shiny red fur, and said with a smile, "I'll give you a name, just Xiaohong. How about it?" ? Very handsome and stylish, right?"
The future Demon King almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Xiaohong? Xiaohong! ! ! To give him such an idiotic name! Such a cheesy name! Ling Chuxi, I want to kill you!
Zhenye kicked his legs angrily, trying to break away from Ling Chuxi's hand and give Ling Chuxi a claw.
"Haha, you like this name so much." Ling Chuxi couldn't tell that this little guy didn't like this name, but she decided to tease this little guy anyway. She didn't see what kind of monster this little guy was. But Ling Chuxi came to the conclusion that this little thing is definitely not simple. She could understand what she said, and she had seen this little thing near Xiaoyingu Mountain before. And now, this little thing has actually come to the sect's holy realm. It seems to have something unusual about it.
If Huangfu Qingjue were here, he would sigh faintly. Ling Chuxi's skill in choosing names is really unflattering.
Ling Chuxi didn't care about Zhen Ye's protests and hugged him in her arms: "Xiaohong, stop making trouble and come home with me. Your injury hasn't healed yet."
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