After dressing up as a demon, i was pregnant with a cub

Part 30

this speculation made he drunk feel a little delicate, and he inexplicably felt that this was a bit like the usual routine of the cultivators, "double cultivation", but he didn't expect that the demon clan could also do this.

it seems that the division between the immortal dao and the demon dao is not so clear, and there is not necessarily any courtesy, righteousness, and shame in this cultivation realm, as long as it can increase its cultivation and benefit from it, there will be many people who flock to it.

if he hadn't been known for his fierceness, and everyone would have been terrified, just by virtue of his physique, he might have had how many little fox spirits like shuo yue would have popped up, and he would have tried to circle him as a furnace all day. there are only two protectors in this world who treat him differently from ordinary people, especially when they smell people's drinks, and the meat that is hard stuffed into his mouth can actually be spit out, and he is a little impressed with the other party's concentration.

he drunk thought so, turned his head to look at the little protector standing next to him--the smelling person's face was slightly dazed, as if he didn't know what he should do now, what happened last night may have caused him a lot of blows, and the whole person was a little out of state.

he drunk sighed silently, "didn't you say you were going to catch shuo yue?" "

hearing this, the confusion in his eyes gradually receded: "yes." "

he drunk looked at his distant back, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and it seemed that he would not be able to do things without instructions, which made him somewhat worried.

although for hundreds of years, he had become accustomed to giving orders to him, and he was obedient to him when he heard people's discretion, when he was idle, he could feel that the other party had a clear sense of self, and as he did today, he was not guarding his soul, and it was still the first time that he turned around.

blame him for being forced to be helpless last night, and did not ask the little protector whether he was willing or not, but the various signs he had shown before were obviously thinking about him, and he actually flinched when he really let him go to the base... perhaps it is that the difference between honor and inferiority for hundreds of years is deeply rooted, and suddenly changed from "only daring to think in his mind" to "fantasy becomes reality", so that he could not change it for a while.

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they all blamed the animals of shuoyue, and did not give them a gradual process.

he drunk pinched his eyebrows with some headache, and suddenly he looked down at his fingers, put his fingertips on the end of his nose and sniffed—there was no longer the sweet smell that was difficult to describe in words, but somehow, the unknown object that came out of the incense ash made him a little concerned.

it was obviously not something like incense, it should not be a pill, and it was a little soft to the touch of pinching it, and i couldn't tell what it was.

the demon clan has always been good at making some strange things to use for aphrodisiacs, and now although he has eased up, he does not know whether this thing has any residual power, in case it comes back at any time and lets him have another love, his body will definitely not be able to stand it.

he drunk reached out and touched the little white bird that was asleep next to his pillow, and prayed in his heart that the red snow grass king's medicinal power would allow him to spend these days safely, at least... wait until he's gone.

the two protectors went out to catch the fox spirit, but they didn't know that the demon lord, who had always been calm and self-assured, was worried in his heart, and the reason for the trepidation was that he didn't want to be hurt anymore.