Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

Lin Yan'er ignored him. She felt very uncomfortable, uncomfortable everywhere, and just wanted to curl up and lie on the ground.

Zhao Zhong saw that the situation was not good. He thought about how Zhujiu had treated her like a treasure before. Now her leg was injured, and she had been standing on the edge of the cliff in the cold wind for so long. She was afraid that her fragile body could not bear it.

If I really die in my hands, Zhujiu won't care whether I swear or not, and will definitely make me pay with my life!

As Zhao Zhu's thoughts turned, he immediately came up with a good idea.

He did something that no one expected—he kicked Lin Yaner off the Thunder Cliff!

Zhujiu rushed out to pick her up almost immediately.

Zhao Zhu also took the opportunity to run away, not caring whether the flower demon could survive or not. He had already got what he wanted anyway, so he decided to escape first.

Who cares about the life or death of the flower demon?

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the other side.

Zhujiu caught the falling Lin Yan'er with lingering fear, as if he had found a treasure again.

But the next second he heard the weak cry of the person in his arms.

"Bamboo wine..."

"I feel terrible……"

"Did my petals fall off..."

"I seem to be...withering..."

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In the chaotic and blurry picture, golden light flickered from time to time, gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared.

Lin Yan'er didn't know where she was. She felt like her soul was floating aimlessly here. She didn't know how to get out, nor did she know what to do.

"Every thought and action is a cause, and every experience is a result."

"God is the cause, and the devil is the result."

"You were born of God, and you should also be the fruit of the devil."

Who is speaking?

Lin Yan'er felt that the voice was very far away, as if it came from a very ancient era, but she also felt that the voice was very close, as if it was spoken right into her ear.

Sometimes far, sometimes near, and intermittently.

She couldn't understand.

Gradually, she felt as if she had a body, but there was an inexplicable great pressure in her body, and she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes.

Until she heard the sound of rain, she lifted the quilt that had covered her body at some point and wanted to open her eyes to see what was happening outside.

The light came in, warm and gentle.

Very comfortable.

Soon.

She felt her body getting uncomfortable again and she curled up on the ground, on the verge of death.

Water fell drop by drop, healing her body at an extremely slow pace.

what is it then?

Lin Yaner opened her eyes with great effort and found a pool of blood under her. Is it... blood?

She looked up, coming from the sky.

It turned out that what had just dripped on him was not water, but blood.

Whose blood?

I really want to know.

The scene changes as you wish.

She saw a person, no, to be precise, it was not a person, but a dragon.

The horns on the head, the scales on the body, and the tail behind...she seemed to have seen them somewhere.

Little Candle Dragon?

This word suddenly popped into my mind.

Lin Yan'er didn't know why, but she suddenly became certain that the other person was Xiao Zhulong.

It's crying.

why?

She wanted to know what was going on.

Xiao Zhulong did not answer, but when she touched him, she heard his voice and saw some scenes that had never appeared in her memory.

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"Little seeds, sprout quickly and grow up quickly..."

It is a picture of little Zhulong squatting in front of the seeds, waiting for the seeds to grow.

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"Little seed, I met a kind person today. I fell into a trap when I went out to find nutrients for you. He saved me and even sent me home personally."

"Actually, I don't need his help at all. I am Zhulong, and that trap can't hold me. He is so stupid!"

It was the little Candle Dragon who told the sprouted seeds interesting things that happened today while watering them.

"That person said he wanted to be friends with me and gave me a lot of things. They were all things I had never seen or eaten before. They were fun and delicious..."

This is also Xiao Zhulong sharing interesting stories.

However, this time, shortly after he left, Lin Yan'er clearly saw a stranger coming to the seeds that had just grown buds, with greedy eyes.

"Is this the magical flower that those people were talking about? Eating it can make you a god in one step. It's worth all the effort I put in. I deliberately set a trap outside Zhongshan Mountain and waited for the dragon to step on it. Then I came out to rescue him and gain his trust. I gradually dispelled his vigilance, and then I followed him to find you."

He is an immortal cultivator, and there are obvious fluctuations of spiritual energy on his body.

Lin Yan'er didn't know him, but she felt uncomfortable all over when he forcibly pulled out the seed, which was still just a small bud, and she wanted to call out to the little Zhulong.

The little Candle Dragon seemed to have really heard her cry, and appeared when the man was about to escape with the flowers. The cultivator was terrified and couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Lin Yan'er watched with her own eyes as the immortal cultivator was killed by Xiao Zhulong. The small flower bud that he had hidden in his arms returned to Xiao Zhulong's hands, but it was already dying.

Then she heard the same cry of Xiao Zhulong again.

It turned out to be the case.

She got it.

Then, she saw another scene—the little Candle Dragon was digging out the blood from his own heart.

One drop, one drop, and another drop.

Dripping onto the lifeless little flower buds.

Day after day, year after year.

Until the little flower buds come back to life.

Later, when the little flower bud transformed, she held a bead in both hands. The bead merged into her chest, like a heart, supplying her with blood all the time.

"Red Heart Pearl..."

Lin Yaner recognized it.

She had always thought that the bead was spiritual and that it clung to her and stayed in her body, just like bamboo wine. She had never expected that it had this kind of effect.

After all, she occasionally called it out, and didn't feel any discomfort when she played with it in her hand. She was often curious about where the red heart bead came from, and it seemed that it didn't have much effect.

Apart from being able to break the barrier outside the Beiming Forest, this bead seemed to have no other function. Most of the time it stayed in his body without any reaction.

Only occasionally when Zhujiu's emotions fluctuated greatly could she feel the existence of the Red Heart Pearl, so much so that she often wondered if this pearl was a magic weapon that Zhujiu used to track his location.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why every time she called Zhujiu's name, Zhujiu would appear in the next second.

Now she understood, everything made sense.

Not only that, but I figured out everything else as well.

It turned out that the Red Heart Pearl fell into the hands of someone else, which caused him to feel uncomfortable all over and even have hallucinations of being on the verge of death.

So now, is she still alive?

Lin Yan'er looked at the small flower bud that was transforming into her own image not far away and fell into confusion.

"Yan'er..."

"Yan'er... Yan'er..."

Someone was calling her.

Lin Yan'er walked in the direction of the sound and came to the light.

The light was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes. She felt empty under her feet and seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit. When she opened her eyes again with the world spinning around her, she saw a familiar face - Zhujiu.

Zhujiu's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but shed tears when he saw himself.

"You finally woke up."

Lin Yan'er felt that he was hugging her tightly, with his head buried in her shoulder, and he was crying with joy as if he had finally found his lost treasure.

She placed her hand on Zhujiu's back and patted him gently, "I'm fine, Zhujiu, don't worry."

Looking around, she didn't see anyone, so she asked, "Where are the others?"