Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

His seizure of the throne requires Chaoxi’s ability to heal spirits and monsters, as well as his own healing abilities as a demon spirit.

"Little Butterfly, I want to be bloodthirsty." When Zhuo Yu softly called out "Your Majesty", his fangs were exposed from his mouth as he became emotionally excited, and his eyes had turned scarlet. At this moment, he was extremely eager for her blood.

Chaoxi playfully stretched out her finger and gently touched his fangs, then pulled Zhuoyu closer to her, leaned over and licked his lips with the tip of her tongue, and said delicately, "Okay,"

Under the wisteria trellis, the smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of wisteria flowers permeated the air, filling the small world of the recliner.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, with only the two of them.

After a long time, Zhuo Yu finally had enough blood. He licked the blood on his lips, put away his fangs, hugged Zhao Xi, whose eyes were blurry, and kissed her forehead again: "Little Butterfly, don't be afraid."

He patted her back gently as if he was patting a baby, and waited patiently for her to calm down.

With his gentle movements, Chaoxi slowly recovered and gathered strength to heal the wound on her neck.

"Ayu, can you let me go home today? I want to tell my parents everything." Chaoxi thought for a long time and decided to tell her parents.

She couldn't let anything happen to Chao's father and mother, or let them become hostages used by the people from the main family to threaten her.

Zhuo Yu understood what she meant and touched her head: "Little Butterfly, I will go with you."

Zhao Xi shook his head: "Ayu, let me go by myself."

Zhuo Yu wanted to say something, but seeing Zhao Xi's insistence, he had no choice but to agree with her: "Okay, little butterfly, you have to come back early."

Chaoxi nuzzled his chest affectionately: "Well, I'll be back at dawn."

"Ayu, you must not be unhappy~"

Zhuo Yu smiled and asked her, "If I say I will be unhappy, what will Little Butterfly do? Will you comfort me?"

Zhaoxi raised her head and tilted it to think about it. When she thought of something, her eyes lit up and she conjured up her light blue wings from behind: "Let Ayu see my wings, okay?"

Zhuo Yu looked at the light blue wings sparkling with stars, and remembered the first time he touched her wings. Her face was filled with shyness.

The hand around her waist reached out and gently stroked her wings, and the wings moved subconsciously.

"Little Butterfly, don't take it back. You said you would... coax me, otherwise... I won't let you go." Zhuo Yu stopped Little Butterfly from going back on her word, lowered his eyes and looked at her little face which was gradually beginning to turn red, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

The little butterfly became even more shy under his burning gaze. His hand was still touching her wings. She had said she wanted to coax him, but he actually threatened her. She could only glare at him shyly: "You are not allowed to touch, you can only look."

In the end, a certain demon used the universal "last time" as his excuse and touched the little butterfly's wings several times.

The little butterfly angrily retracted its wings: "I want to leave school!"

After that, no matter how Zhuo Yu acted coquettishly to her, apologized and admitted his mistakes, Little Butterfly was determined to go home.

Zhuo Yu could only smile helplessly, and carried Chaoxi back to the room. After she had packed up, he took her to the school gate and showed the security guards on duty his ring that allowed him to enter and leave the college freely. He also told them that when Chaoxi came back tomorrow, they could just open the door.

"Ayu, I'll be back soon."