Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

It hurts... it hurts so much...

Everything that I thought had been buried long ago is coming back like an endless wave.

The power of rules within Li Yue's body is running wild, and is determined to disintegrate the body that imprisoned it from the inside out.

Suddenly, the black figure who was kneading and playing with Qin Mo's finger bones stopped moving.

"grown ups......".

Li Yue came out of his drowsy state, lowered his head, and called out softly and respectfully.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yueliang's eyes turned a little colder.

A pair of calm black pupils stared straight at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The outfit is exactly the same as Li Yue's, and Li Yue's way of addressing and treating him is also the same.

Xiaoyue knew that the other party was involved with Mingri.

Little Moon opened her mouth and paused.

She looked up at the man standing in front of her in a protective posture.

The eyes of the confrontation were wrong.

The silent contest ended with Li Yue's exclamation.

"grown ups!".

The man whom Li Yue called "sir" waved away his supporting hand.

[You...are...as annoying as ever...]

"grown ups!".

"That guy...he's...uh..."

Li Yue clenched her neck with both hands, her face flushed red, and she uttered a breath with difficulty.

grown ups......

Why...don't you let him reveal the identity of that human...

The successor... the true leader of the Shadow Clan...

He...has appeared...

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yueliang's eyes suddenly changed, and murderous intent surged in her eyes.

Whoosh!

A black iron chain rushed towards Mingri and the other person like lightning before Xiaoyue could make any move.

Swish!

Faced with the attack from the black figure, the other party decisively grabbed Li Yue and threw him into the expanding space gate.

Click!

The black iron chain shattered the space door that quickly closed and disappeared, along with the person standing in front of it.

Is he dead?

Little Moon shifted her gaze and asked.

[Don’t call me…father…anymore…]

It was a plain voice, but Xiaoyue could still hear other emotions in it.

Little Moon looked serious on the surface, the corners of her lips tightened silently, trying hard to hide her changing expression.

【Avatar】

The black figure uttered two words and half embraced Qin Mo back into his arms.

Twisting the soft hair carefully, her burning eyes replaced her fingers to "kiss" Qin Mo's bloodless lips.

His gaze was as scorching as a scorching fire in July, seemingly wanting to melt Qin Mo like ice and snow.

Look downward.

The black figure inserted one hand between Qin Mo's five fingers and slowly increased the force.

Suddenly, the red line encircling Qin Mo's fingers shone brightly.

A needle-like pain came from the fingertips, and the black figure's eyes suddenly became dark and unbearable.

【Father! 】

When Xiaoyueliang saw the black figure suddenly pressing towards Qin Mo, she couldn't help but call out.

As if trying to dissuade him, Little Moon took a few steps towards the black figure.

The black figure glanced sideways slightly, and Little Moon suddenly froze in place, instinctively dodging backwards.

【Father】

After reacting, Xiaoyue still chose to speak.

She vaguely felt that if she let the other party go, something bad would happen.

Little Moon's sharp intuition, like that of a small animal, was correct: it was in the eyes of the black figure that she despised.

There was not a trace of smile or warmth, only a terrifying desire for possession and destruction.

For a long while, the black figure remained motionless.

She rubbed her nose against Qin Mo with great restraint, his scent all over his body.

Like a kitten rubbing against its owner's legs in an effort to mark its ownership with scent.

The breath spraying against my ears was suddenly icy cold.

Qin Mo couldn't help but sniffling while sleeping.

No...be good...should be punished...

The black figure laughed softly, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange and indescribable.

Warm...

Qin Mo slept peacefully, unaware of the ups and downs of Little Moon's mood.

Her eyelashes trembled, and Xiaoyue tried her best to stay calm and composed amidst the laughter of unknown emotions.

After half an incense stick of time, the black figure bent down and stroked Qin Mo's cheek.

Then, the black figure tightly hugged Qin Mo, who was curled up in his arms.

It was as if she wanted to lock Qin Mo tightly in her arms, not letting him leave, not letting him endure any wind and rain.

call!

Little Moon breathed a sigh of relief, and the black figure that blocked Qin Mo gradually turned into a ball of black mist and merged into Qin Mo's shadow.