The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

CHAPTER 180: MONTH SEE

Ling Zixi was already feeling a little tired from being injured and consuming her spiritual power.

For some reason, Ling Zixi just felt reassured about the person in front of her.

He won't hurt himself.

Ling Zixi felt a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen, there was a feeling of rising pain, but maybe it was caused by the battle just now, Ling Zixi touched her lower abdomen with her hand, and didn't think much about it...

Ling Zixi was really tired, and slowly, she fell asleep in the arms of the man in black.

Fu Xueshang looked at Ling Zixi in his arms, his eyes became deep and dedicated.

He was created by Bai Moheng to protect Ling Zixi.

Protecting Ling Zixi is the meaning and mission of his birth.

I have always been secretly guarding this person, and now, this person is finally lying in my arms.

However, in an injured state.

Fu Xueshang put her hand on Ling Zixi's hair, moved it, then retracted it, and then, as if unwilling, put her hand on Ling Zixi's face again , pushed back the hair on Ling Zixi's forehead so that he could see more carefully and clearly.

Fu Xueshang stayed like this, watching Ling Zixi for a long, long time.

Long Zixi's face turned red in a coma, her body became hot, and she was a little uneasy.

The poison has attacked.

At an inopportune time.

Ling Zixi opened her mouth in a coma, passively and unconsciously accepted Fu Xueshang's blood feeding, her face became a little better.

Slowly, Ling Zixi opened her eyes weakly.

The two looked at each other, Ling Zixi looked at the man in black in front of her, and raised her hand slightly, but it was very weak.

"You..."

Ling Zixi's voice was very soft, "You are...Fu...Fu Xueshang..."

Fu Xueshang nodded.

Ling Zixi smiled lightly, "I... always knew... Thousand Kill Pavilion was secretly protecting me..."

Fu Xueshang's eyes became softer.

Ling Zixi raised her hand a little and stretched it towards Fu Xueshang's face.

Fu Xueshang took Ling Zixi's hand, put his fingers on the mask, and slowly took off the mask.

The mask was taken off, and half of the man's face was exposed, with black and cyan lines under the corners of his eyes, like the vines of withered vines, stretching about an inch in length.

"This is..." Ling Zixi said softly.

"This is the anger and killing intent that Bai Moheng left behind when he created me." Fu Xueshang's voice was low, but it gave a very reliable feeling.