Nan Qimin paused with his outstretched hand and stared at Lin Muan closely.

A small black dragon-like snake wrapped around Nan Qimin's neck.

"Look, he's starting to talk again. If you have a mouth, use it. Why are you just staring at Xiaoguai? Wait until he takes the initiative to talk to you." Wuming stared at Lin Mu'an on the bed and used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with Nan Qimin.

"He doesn't want to pay attention to me now." Nan Qimin shook hands.

"You just want face. If you want a wife, you have to be shameless. If you don't lick me, I will." Wuming got off Nan Qimin and climbed onto the bed next to Lin Muan.

"I...are you as mean as you?" Nan Qimin stared at him, almost losing his grip.

"You don't, but I'm cheap." Wuming smiled.

Nan Qimin felt that Wuming's words seemed to be scolding him, but Wuming didn't say anything about him, but they were the same person.

Lin Mu'an felt something cold sticking to his back. He turned around irritably and reached out to grab it.

"Yours?" Lin Muanti walked away from the little dragon and frowned at Nan Qimin.

"Hehe..." Wuming was caught, twisted and squirmed twice, and a maniac's laughter reached Nan Qimin's ears.

"It's Wuming." Nan Qimin wanted to snatch Wuming away from Lin Muan and throw him out.

"It's nameless." Lin Mu'an was a little confused, thinking that this dragon was nameless.

"This dragon is nameless." Nan Qimin explained when he saw that he didn't understand.

Lin Muan stared at the Jiao, holding it in his hand and shaking it.

"Oh, are you okay?" Lin Mu'an pulled Jiao away, glanced at Nan Qimin, and asked.

"No, but this seems to be my room."

"In your room, you can sleep wherever you want. Standing there is like a wooden stake."

Nan Qimin choked and lay down on the couch in the room.

Lin Mu'an glanced at him, shook the dragon, knocked him out, and then threw it to Nan Qimin.

Nan Qimin was suddenly hit in the face by a cold object. He picked it up and looked at it before throwing it away.

Lin Muan smiled and lay down to sleep.

Then when I opened my eyes early in the morning, I met the eyes of a person and a dragon, and my brain shut down for half a minute.

"What's the matter with you? I'm going to lose my body or my life." Lin Mu'an looked at them numbly.

"It's okay, I didn't ask for my body." Nan Qimin waved his hand.

Seeing that he didn't want anything, Lin Mu'an didn't bother to ask more questions and got up to wash up.

Wuming glanced at Nan Qimin, "It's all your fault. Now I can't even get close to Xiaoguai."

"Blame me?" Nan Qimin pinched Wu Ming with sadness.

Wuming didn't want to talk, how could anyone control his destiny while talking.

If it weren't for Lin Mu'an, he would have gone back to the Demon Realm long ago. He really wanted to take Lin Mu'an away, but Nan Qimin was too much of a hindrance.

But Nan Qimin had to be busy. When he was busy, he would have no time to take care of him and Lin Muan.

Lin Muan had nothing to do in the upper realm, so he returned to the Capital of Four Seasons after a few days of leisure, so as to avoid meeting Nan Qimin.

Anyway, seeing them, Lin Muan will remember what happened at that time, and his whole person was not very good.

After getting busy studying in the Capital of Four Seasons, his condition got much better.

Gods are in the upper world, and it is normal for them not to meet each other for a hundred or two hundred years, so during the hundred years without seeing Nan Qimin and Wuming, Lin Muan grew up a lot on his own.

However, he still occasionally fights with the God of War. He used to go to Nan Qimin to complain, but now he goes to Jiang Nian.

But Jiang Nian is well-known as a protector. No matter who he is, he fights Lin Muan. If Lin Muan hurts someone, if he can pay for it, he will pay for it. If he can't, he will fight with her.

The three sisters of the Jiang family are all fierce in fights. It can only be said that Lin Muan has inherited this excellent gene.

For Jiang Nian, it was normal for Lin Muan to fight. It would be boring to be bored all day without fighting.

She doesn't fight because no one dares to fight her, and the gods of her generation in the upper world have gone to clean up the chaos in the small world.

Jiang Nian felt that he would have to go soon. He heard that the small world was in chaos and the gods were too busy.

As soon as Jiang Nian went to the small world, Wuming came.

Lin Muan felt that Wuming was about to do something, and then Wuming picked him up by the waist.

"What are you doing?" Lin Mu'an struggled, pulling Wuming's hair.

"Take you to my place to play." Wuming didn't care at all and squeezed Lin Muan's thigh.

"I don't want it! Let me go!" Lin Muan was so angry that he beat Wuming's back.

"Don't be afraid, little darling, I won't eat you." Wuming hugged the person to him, smiled and kissed Lin Muan's face, "Don't you love him, little darling? I am better behaved than him, and more obedient than him. He is good to Xiaoguai, and Xiaoguai loves me."

"I don't love anyone, and I don't want to see any of you. Get away! I don't want to go!" Lin Mu'an pushed Wuming irritably and pulled his hair tightly.

"Get away? I don't want to get out, little darling, don't go, but I want little darling to go, go ahead, I'm the only one there, I love little darling, little darling, take pity on me? Huh? I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, I I really miss you." Wuming rubbed Lin Muan's face like a baby, not caring about his hair at all.

Wuming's indifference made Lin Muan feel a little softer, and he pulled his hair much less forcefully.

"I love you, I love you, little darling, go ahead and go ahead." Wuming tried his best to act coquettishly to Lin Muan, just to get his consent.

"Oh." Lin Muan's ears felt hot and he covered Wuming's mouth, "Go, go, stop shouting."

Wuming chuckled, grabbed Lin Muan's hand and chewed it.

Lin Mu'an really thought he was a bit crazy, the kind of crazy person who would do whatever he wanted, use whatever means necessary if he didn't get it done, and push forward even if he got it done.

When I arrived at the Demon Realm, I met many demons. They respected Wuming but were also afraid of him.

Lin Mu'an felt that it was a mistake to come to the Demon Realm with Wuming. This man was really crazy. He said I love you one by one, and never did anything lightly.

"Who are you?" Lin Muan stared at Wuming's face and felt a headache.

"I am who I am." Wuming came closer, grabbed Lin Muan's hand, and kissed Lin Muan's lips.

Lin Mu'an was angry and bit Wuming's lip hard.

Wuming let go of Lin Muan without pain, and the blood on his lips flowed between his teeth.

Lin Muan didn't like the taste and pushed Wuming away.

"ill."

"I'm quite sick, but it doesn't matter. The most important thing is to keep my little boy here."

Wuming wiped the blood from his lips and licked the blood from his fingertips.

Lin Muan shuddered and glanced at the silver chain at his ankle.

It was nothing more than tricking people into killing them. Lin Muan was tired.

"Obviously I love you the most, but he's pretending to be kind and now he's looking for you everywhere. It's boring." Wuming twisted Lin Mu'an's hair with a sickly smile on his face.

Lin Muan closed his eyes, his body was sore and weak, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Nan Qimin was indeed looking for Lin Muan. He also knew that Lin Muan was in Wuming, but he couldn't enter the Demon Realm.

He would merge with Wuming and become a complete god, but it would be unfair to him.

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