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After Hibiscus left, life in Zhulin became more and more boring.

Bin became listless during the day, slept longer and longer during the day, and was reluctant to come out of the bamboo house when he was awake during the day.

Yinfeng asked him a few times, and Bin laughed and joked with him before passing without asking anything.

Shan Mu saw that the bamboo house was no longer interesting, so she went to Shanyue's place every day to groom the other little fox demons.

Fewer and fewer monsters came to the bamboo house, but Yinfeng had the feeling of going back to the days when he just picked up Bin's coffin.

The only change is that the number of times he went to feed the blood of the bamboo increased.

The aura in the bamboo is getting more and more abundant. Although the bamboo forest is very safe and the monsters outside cannot come in, Yinfeng is still a little worried that the monsters in the bamboo forest have some crooked thoughts.

The blood of a monster who has just cultivated human form is very useful.

There are some demons with shallow knowledge, it is difficult to correct some crooked thoughts, and it is difficult to control themselves.

Yinfeng felt that his heart was really broken.

On this day, Yinfeng saw that there were no demons coming to the bamboo house, and Bin was sleeping in the bamboo house again, flipping through the book in his hand, feeling a bit unreadable.Feeling bored, I went to the bamboo again.

After feeding the blood as usual, Yinfeng realized that there was something wrong with the bamboo's breath.

And the blood that he had smeared on Zhuzhu's body did not disappear.

Yinfeng thought for a while, smiled, and tapped the bamboo lightly.

"Okay, don't hide, come out."

The bamboo tree shook its body, and then a green light flashed from the bamboo tree, turning into a six or seven-year-old boy in light green clothes.

It is not uncommon for a demon to be a child when he first cultivated into an adult, and Yin Feng was also his age when he first became a demon.No wonder.

The boy has a pleasing bun face, he giggles at Yinfeng, revealing two shallow dimples, and those big eyes that look like Hibiscus are curved up, very cute.

His hair was about the same length as Bin's, and the style of the Hanfu he was wearing was exactly the same as Yinfeng's. It could be seen that he himself made it out of Yinfeng's clothes.

After the little boy turned into a human form, he opened his arms and rushed towards Yinfeng.

His height only reaches Yinfeng's waist.

So he hugged Yinfeng's waist.

Yinfeng patted his head and asked him: "How long?"

The last time he came here was four days ago, and it took two days for this bamboo to grow up.

The boy looked at Yinfeng with his small face up, and rolled his eyes wide: "Last night."

Last night, while he was working hard on cultivation, he suddenly changed from bamboo to human without any warning, and even he was shocked.Sitting there in a daze for a while, trying to recall how he became a human, but to no avail.It was too sudden, so I wanted to change back to bamboo to experience it again, but I couldn't.

Suddenly, he felt that his entire demon had failed.

The wind blew over, and suddenly felt cold, only to realize that I was still naked, so I made a suit for myself according to Yinfeng's clothes.

Originally, he planned to find Yinfeng in the bamboo house by himself in search of Yinfeng's breath, but guessing that Yinfeng might have fallen asleep, he decided to wait until daytime to go.After finally surviving until dawn, he was about to set off when he felt Yinfeng walking towards him.In order to surprise Yinfeng, he dodged and hid in the nearest bamboo tree.

Then Yinfeng discovered it.

"Just call me Yinfeng from now on." Yinfeng rubbed his little head and said to him.

Yinfeng has fed him blood for such a long time, and has not told him his name yet.

The boy looked up at Yinfeng's eyes and nodded, then buried his face in Yinfeng's arms.

Hug tightly.

Yinfeng has fed Zhuzi blood for such a long time, and Zhuzi has a natural intimacy with him.

Yinfeng is not very annoying.

Then Yinfeng immediately thought that it was necessary for him to give this little bamboo a name.

Suddenly thinking of a certain one that is still sleeping in the bamboo house, Yinfeng thinks that maybe Bin has some good opinions?

Let's talk about it when he wakes up.

Yinfeng thought so.

Bing lay in the coffin, looking out the window at the sun that was about to completely disappear on the horizon, and sighed.

He fell asleep again, and slept until now.

And this time I slept longer than yesterday.

What should I do now...

In a few days, he'll be fully a nocturnal creature.

How should I explain to Yinfeng.

Thinking of Yinfeng's previous temptations, Bin sighed again.

Bin subconsciously didn't want Yinfeng to know that he lived by sucking other people's blood, and even secretly regretted that he told Yinfeng that he was a vampire.

Get out of the coffin.Bin didn't want to stay in the coffin any longer, he was very, very, very awake.

Closing his eyes and compulsively turning his scarlet pupils back to green, Bing scratched his hair irritably.

After washing his face and walking out of the bamboo house, Bin unexpectedly found that Yinfeng was chatting with a child outside the bamboo house.

Speaking of chatting, it would be more accurate for Yinfeng to unilaterally explain to the child what happened.

Seeing Bin coming out of the bamboo house, Yinfeng and the child turned to look at him together.

Looking at such two pairs of four eyes, Bin was stunned for a moment.

When did Yinfeng have such a big son? --first reaction.

Then he still has a chance? — Second reaction.

What about the baby? ——Part □□Response.

Bin rolled his eyes, and instantly staged a 78-episode large-scale family ethics series in his brain that had just woken up, and turned himself into a coquettish slut who seduces the male master.

Looking at the child's clear eyes, he suddenly felt a little bit guilty.

"His name is Bin." Yinfeng turned his head and introduced to the child.

The little bamboo demon nodded politely to Bin, he had seen this person before.With a tight face: "I don't have a name yet, but I am a bamboo demon."

He turned out to be a bamboo demon too!

Eh?No, aren't all monsters cultivators?

Bin looked at him, and nodded to him in a daze, as a greeting.He looked at Yinfeng again.

"He has just cultivated human form." Yinfeng explained to Bin: "I haven't had time to name him yet, do you have any good suggestions?"

Bin exhaled silently—after knowing the truth, he was so disappointed?

"Let me choose a name..." After realizing it, Bin stroked his chin and smiled, his tone tinged with evil humor: "Isn't it enough to call it Bamboo? It sounds nice and easy to remember."

"Forget it, but thank you anyway." The little bamboo demon looked at him expectantly, and politely refused.Then he looked up at Yinfeng to see his reaction.

And Yinfeng silently bowed his head to consider whether this name is feasible.

Little Bamboo Demon:? !

Feel the pill.

The boy hugged Yinfeng's arm slightly nervously, shaking it slightly, showing that he didn't like the name.

And Bin saw that little kid suddenly hugging Yinfeng's arm:? !

Yinfeng didn't hide?Didn't even want to?

Shanmu dared not touch Yinfeng casually!

Only Hibiscus dared to touch Yinfeng casually!But she's pregnant Huh!

Bin suddenly felt a sense of crisis like never before.

On the second day after Yinfeng brought the little bamboo demon back to the bamboo house, he noticed that there was an extra demon in the bamboo house, and then came.

I have never had such close contact with a child, and he is still such a good boy.Shan Mu tortured the little bamboo demon's chubby face for a while with freshness, and then took the little bamboo demon for a walk in the bamboo forest, getting to know the new environment and getting to know other monsters by the way.

Bin was still awake when Shanmu came. He chatted with Shanmu for a while, and after Shanmu left, he regained his energy for a while, learned a few new Chinese characters from Yinfeng, and then yawned profusely.

"Want to sleep?" Yin Feng handed him the cup with tea in his hand, tilting his head and asking.

Bin took the tea and drank it down, then rubbed his eyes and nodded in confusion.

Yinfeng sighed, really worried, couldn't help worrying and said: "If you have anything to do recently, tell me, I can help you find a solution."

Humans will sleep when they are tired, and demons will also feel sleepy when their demon power is exhausted.

What about vampires?

Yinfeng's heart moved, and he thought of a certain possibility.

Bin shook his head, yawned, and fooled him: "It's not a big problem, it's just insomnia at night."

Just kidding, can he tell Yinfeng frankly that he wants to drink other people's blood?

Even if Yinfeng didn't hate this, he would hate it to death.

Yinfeng still looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Looking at Yinfeng's expression, Bin felt a little guilty, patted his hand comfortingly, and lowered his voice to make him feel at ease: "I'm really fine, but I'm too energetic at night. I didn't sleep all night, of course during the day will be sleepy."

In his heart, he was thinking in a daze, he touched Yinfeng's hand, hahaha!

Bin just had a quarrel with Shan Mu outside the bamboo house, and after staying for too long, Bin felt that burning discomfort on his face.

"Well, I'll go back to sleep first..."

Bin Xin said that he was terrible, and tried his best to control his urge to cover his face, not wanting Yinfeng to think that there was something wrong with him, so he smiled at Yinfeng hahaha.

There is a bad feeling.

go now.

"You..." Yinfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out a hand, the target seemed to be his face.

Bin watched the hand reach out, and subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

And when the hand reached out, it changed direction and landed on his head. The owner of that hand stroked his hair over and over again, as if to comfort him.

Yinfeng dared not touch his face.

At this time, many red scars had appeared on Bin's face, exposed on Bin's pale and bloodless skin, very conspicuous.From time to time, those scars emitted dark red light, flashing and flashing, giving Yinfeng the illusion that Bin's entire face was bleeding and injured.

Ah... he must be very scary now.

Bin lowered his head in front of Yinfeng like a child who had done something wrong, and finally couldn't help it, and slowly covered his face with his hands.

He could now understand how Hibiscus ran out of the fox in a hurry.

Bin returned to the bamboo house in a hurry, and he still didn't forget to explain to Yinfeng in a muffled voice: "It's just that I've been outside for a long time, so I'll go in and get some sleep... don't worry..."

How can you not worry?

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