[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

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Tang Xi's heart froze, and he turned his head to look.

     It was a tall and slender man with black hair and blue clothes, cold brows, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes like spider webs, the chaotic color reflected a thrilling shadow under the faint moonlight.

     Tang Xi's eyes became more and more frightened.

     After all, Pei Xuan is a monster that was born in the world only after thousands of years.

     The other party stepped across the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood and killed countless people. After falling into the devil, his strength increased greatly, his temperament was also unpredictable, and it was difficult to control himself. Every time the other party approached the cub, Tang Xi felt trembling.

     The only thing he was lucky about was that Pei Xuan had a father's love. When his hands touched the sleeping child on the couch, the deadly cold hands turned into flesh and blood with a gentle temperature.

     At midnight, the children are basically like pigs, sleeping unconscious, and if it is not for loud noises and movements, they will not be woken up.

     However, sensing the familiar breath, Ye Qing reluctantly opened his eyes, "Daddy, are you back?" The child's sleeping appearance was very obedient, with half of his small face sunk in the mattress, blushing soundly from sleep, and his eyes were dazed. stare.

     At this moment, all the cold killings on Pei Xuan's body were wiped out, and he said: "I'm back."

     Ye Qing didn't know that this person was a demon, the biggest demon in the world. Under the quilt, he turned over neatly and skillfully, like a baby bird returning to its nest, wrapped in the quilt and rolled into his father's arms.

     A cicada chrysalis wraps a child.

     "Daddy, why did you come back..." The child's coquettish voice was soft. Mingming was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting up and down, and he couldn't open his eyes. He climbed up to the crook of his father's arms and rubbed his little face skillfully.

     Pei Xuan hugged him silently, "Qingqing, are you sleepy, do you want to go back to bed and sleep?"

     "A little bit." This was Ye Qing's nasal and drowsy answer, "It's getting late, Daddy, let's sleep together."

     Nestled in his father's arms, the human cub felt that he had returned to the warm feeling when he was just born and was still in the swaddle. His small face showed dependence, and he arched his buttocks twice. He quickly found a familiar seat, tilted his head, and fell into it again. A deep dream.

     Before going to sleep, Pei Xuan heard the human cub softly say, "Good night, Daddy."

     Pei Xuan gently patted the child's back, as if stroking a purring kitten.

     He drooped his eyelids slightly, and his posture remained unchanged all night.

     He doesn't need sleep either, holding Ye Qing he only feels at ease and safe. For thirty thousand years, he has been wandering in death, killing and nightmares. He has almost nothing. The only thing he has is this whole thing. Sleeping with his head on his chest, clinging to his child.

     Maybe it's because of their physique, the human cubs have a warm milky fragrance when they breathe in and out.

     Gradually, Pei Xuan's dark and quiet eyes closed slightly.

     He even knew how many times Ye Qing snored and smacked his lips this night.

     When the sky was getting brighter and a ray of golden morning light shone into the room, Pei Xuan opened his eyes when he felt Ye Qing's fleshy calf move slightly, as if he was about to get up.