The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Meng Yijue stored the finished spells one by one in the closed space inside the silver bracelet.When he came out of the space, it was already evening.

Just at this time, Qingyang came back from the outside.He took off the cloak covering his whole body by the door, then closed the bedroom door, and walked slowly into the room.

"Master, I'm back."

"Have you gone to see the Ye family?"

"Ah."

"How is her condition?"

Qingyang sat down at the table with a dignified expression.After a long time, she sighed softly, "She's in a very bad condition."

Meng Yijue noticed his exhaustion, got up and poured him a cup of warm tea.

Qingyang held the cup in his hand, sat there for a while, and then said: "The dungeon of the Demon Palace is cold and damp, and Ye Li has been in that environment for ten years, plus the injuries she had suffered before She hasn't been cured for many years... Now, her physical condition is very bad."

He took out an empty small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and looked at Meng Yijue apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master, I hesitated for a long time this time, but I decided not to take her blood. She is too weak to be here. If blood is taken under such a situation, she may die..." His words were extremely dry, "Although it is important to deal with the Demon Lord, she is willing to sacrifice herself, but I can't bear to see such a poor person die like this .”

Meng Yijue patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Qingyang, you did the right thing. Now we still have two years to go, so don't worry about taking blood, and we will minimize unnecessary sacrifices as much as possible."

Although he has never lived with this Ye Li, but after learning about her deeds from Yingying, he still admires this woman who dared to resist the Demon Lord.Ye Li has endured so many years of suffering because of the Demon Lord, he thought, she should also be looking forward to the day when she can witness the Demon Lord's downfall with her own eyes.

Qingyang lowered his head and said: "Fortunately, the Demon Lord doesn't care much about them now, and the gate control on the other side of the dungeon is also much looser. Yingying managed to arrange the guards guarding the gate, and she can go in to see her mother every few days. I give Yingying I left some medicine for healing trauma and recuperating the body, and asked her to take it for her mother on time."

He silently sipped the tea in the cup, seeing the bottom of the cup, he raised his eyes haggardly and looked at Meng Yijue.

"Master, I know that she lied to me, and that she did all this for her own purpose, but I still can't help but want to help her, and I can't see her worrying and suffering..." Qingyang Desolately smiled, "Master, am I stupid?"

Meng Yijue smiled, "Qingyang, 'the benevolence of a doctor', when you see a wounded person, you want to save their life. This is your instinct as a doctor. Just follow your heart and do it gone."

Qingyang sighed softly: "I also know that what I'm looking forward to now is just a ridiculous fantasy. She and I are just a cooperative relationship now. After defeating the demon king, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore. .But even so..."

He closed his eyes and did not continue.

Meng Yijue felt dry and bitter in his heart.

What kind of person Yingying is, and how sincere she is to them, he still doesn't know.But his stupid apprentice has already sunk deeply into it.After all, he is someone who has loved her for so many years, even though he has been mercilessly hurt and deceived, Qingyang still has affection for her in his heart.

The affectionate person meets the ruthless person.

Meng Yijue can understand that Yingying has her own position and difficulties.When Yingying was young, she witnessed her biological parents desperately killing each other, her mother almost killed her father with her own hands, and her father tortured her mother for many years, and even killed her mother's relatives. After experiencing all this, she may be so indifferent to feelings.

Yingying had lied to him before, and he didn't want to worry about anything else; but looking at Qingyang's pale and haggard face, he was really selfish, and hoped that Yingying would not let Qingyang down.

Even if she really never cared about Qingyang, he still hopes that she can settle all this clearly after the matter is over, and give Qingyang a definite answer, so that the two can get together and break up.

During these days when the Demon Lord went on an expedition, all his soldiers would come out with him, and the Demon Palace was calm.

Except for the guards and the little demons serving in the palace, occasionally only civet cats pass by the door of Meng Yijue's residence.

And some days later, one afternoon, some rumors spread in the palace, saying that the Demon King's team had won a big victory in the battle with the Evil Spirit Dynasty, and they could return at night.

The little demon and the guards got busy, preparing to welcome their lord back to the palace.And Meng Yijue, who heard the wind, couldn't help but look forward to Ling Yuan's return.

I don't know how Lingyuan is doing now.Meng Yijue is also worried while looking forward to it. Although the leader of the evil spirit dynasty, the Nether King, is not a ruthless character, this is a real war after all, and the opponent is coming fiercely, rushing to eliminate the water demon.

As dusk approached, there was finally movement in the magic palace one after another.

Meng Yijue put away the spells he had painted during the day, and walked out of the courtyard with Qingyang, looking forward to it at the door.

At that time, all the guards in the palace were transferred to meet the Demon Lord, and the little demons were moving things back and forth on the road, and no one paid attention to them.Meng Yijue walked along the palace road for a while.

Passing through the narrow path, the deafening noise gradually grew louder.Listening carefully, I found that the gongs and drums near the main hall not far away seemed to be shouting in unison, "Long live the Demon Lord! Long live the Demon Lord!"

It seems that this battle is really won.

Meng Yijue walked to the vicinity of the main hall, and saw a large group of monsters gathered in the open space in front of the hall.Mozun took the lead and walked in the front, followed by various generals, all beaming, with the attitude of a winner.

In order to celebrate the triumphant return of the Demon Lord, the little demons in the palace also formed a phalanx, playing music in front of the main hall, and the scene was quite lively.

And the rest of the soldiers and guards were busy moving all kinds of things, large and small, into the warehouse. There were a lot of them, and they seemed to be all kinds of materials looted from the enemy.

Meng Yijue looked around for a while, and saw some familiar demon generals, such as Xue Qi Niu Wu and others, but did not see Ling Yuan.He couldn't help walking towards the crowd of boiling monsters, calling out: "Ling Yuan, Ling Yuan!"

He called several times, but no one answered.

Meng Yijue became nervous, and said to Mozun, "Mozun, where is Ling Yuan? Where has he gone?"

Mozun caught a glimpse of him approaching, and beckoned to the side.

His confidant Dark Demon then stepped forward and handed a bamboo basket in his hand to Meng Yijue, "Here."

Meng Yijue lifted the cloth covering the basket, and saw Shui Tuanzi lying quietly inside, with his eyes tightly closed, motionless.

He was shocked immediately, and poked the dumpling several times, but the dumpling didn't respond.It lay dry on its back, its body appearing to have shrunk by a third of its normal size.

"Lingyuan!" Meng Yijue looked at Mozun suddenly, "What's going on! Why did he change back to his original form and can't wake up?"

Mozun glanced at it nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's just a lot of exhaustion these days, you can wake up after a short rest."

"you……!"

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Meng Yijue's eyes showed faint anger.

He glanced around and saw that Mozun and his other generals were alive and well, without a trace of fatigue. Only Ling Yuan had turned into his original form, lying weakly in this simple bamboo basket, and he guessed that the Mozun Most likely, the head is deliberately pushing Ling Yuan out as the main force in the battle with the Nether King, and he is sitting back and enjoying the rewards!

Meng Yijue was so angry that he clenched his teeth, Mozun said casually: "If this battle can be won, Ling Yuan also has merit. Tonight there will be a celebration banquet in the main hall, and Ling Yuan should also come to attend." After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Meng Yijue sneered and said: "He has retracted into his original form and remained motionless, what kind of celebration banquet do you want him to have?"

"Meng Yijue, you dote on him too much. The water demon is not as fragile as you imagined." Demon Venerable said lightly, "If the ability to withstand and self-heal is not strong enough, he will not be able to defeat me."

The dark devil also said: "Tonight, the Demon Palace will hold a celebration banquet, and there will be no extra dinner. The young master is waiting now, if you don't want to go hungry, come to the palace later."

After all, the two left one after the other.

Meng Yijue carried the dumpling back to the dormitory, asked Qingyang to take a few emergency ointments to eat first, and gave the dumpling some water.

Until an hour later, the bell and drum in the main hall sounded, and Tuanzi was still asleep and did not wake up.

Qingyang probed under its belly, frowning: "Master, the dumpling is too worn out, maybe it won't return to its original shape in three to five days. Now it doesn't seem to wake up, what should I do..."

Meng Yijue touched Tuanzi's cold body, gritted his teeth and said, "I have no food tonight, I have to go to the celebration banquet to get some food for Tuanzi. Qingyang, pack up and come with me."

They set off from the sleeping hall and soon came to the main hall.

At that time, all the demon soldiers and generals had already taken their seats, talking and shouting excitedly in the hall.Holding the dumplings, Meng Yijue and Qingyang found a seat in the corner and sat down. Not long after, the little monsters came forward with large and small bowls and plates, and served sumptuous dishes.

There was also a lot of food piled on the table in front of Meng Yijue.It's just that those things look scarlet and bloodshot inside, I don't know what it is.

He was a little worried, with the barbarism of this group of monsters, could this food be... an enemy, right?

Fortunately, after careful inspection, Qingyang said: "It's all animal meat, including deer legs, tripe, and some monster meat. Master, how about a piece?"

Meng Yijue nodded, "Just get some ordinary meat to eat."

Qingyang cut off a piece of venison.Meng Yijue crushed it into fine pieces with a knife, then pinched the dumpling's mouth open, and carefully fed the minced meat into its mouth.

It's a pity that the current dumplings don't have the consciousness to swallow, and all the venison eaten is spit out.Meng Yijue looked sad, and carefully wiped the stains around the mouth of the dumpling with a kerchief, then took the food box, filled it with some meat, and prepared to go back and cook it again.

When he was filling the food, there was a sudden noise outside the main hall, and all the generals turned their heads to look, only to see Xue Qi and Niu Wu leading a group of heavily tied people into the hall.

Meng Yijue glanced casually, and found that those who were bound were almost all Nether and ghost tribes.

Xue Qi walked to the seat of the demon king, knelt down and reported: "My lord, I have selected a group of good-looking prisoners from the prisoners of war, please enjoy it!"

The Mozun on the throne put down the teacup in his hand and glanced down.

Most of these prisoners of war were young men and women, most of them looked terrified, and some were staring blankly ahead, as if they were unconscious.

When Meng Yijue saw this, he understood that Xue Qi and the two had captured the prisoners of the Evil Spirit Dynasty, and they were going to sleep with the Mozun.

Mozun looked around, frowned, raised his hand and pointed at two casually.

The two who were picked immediately cried out in horror.Niu Wu rudely dragged them out of the prisoners of war, and was about to call the guards to take them to the Mozun's dorm, but the Mozun waved his hand: "Let's stay here first."

Niu Wu smiled obsequiously, brought the two captives to the Demon Venerable, and threatened viciously: "Serve the Venerable Lord and drink well! Otherwise, I'll cut off your heads!" The two captives trembled in fright, Standing frightenedly beside Mozun, Niu Wu saw that they were honest, so he bowed to Mozun and stepped back respectfully.

After the demon king finished picking, the rest of the demon generals in the hall also chose the ones they liked.The prisoners of war in the palace were quickly divided up, some were dragged directly to their respective dorms, and some were left behind.

After that, there was chaos in the hall.The monsters have no etiquette and ethics to speak of. After drinking and eating, they will play to their heart's content.Meng Yijue's scalp was numb from the unsightly scene in front of him, so he quickly packed his food and prepared to leave.

Just when he was about to leave, Mozun asked from a distance, "Why are you leaving?"

Meng Yijue paused, turned around, and saw the Demon Lord staring at him closely.He said coldly: "Lingyuan is still in a coma and can't eat. I took something back and gave it to him." After finishing speaking, he ignored him and walked out with Qingyang.

Mozun silently watched his back gradually go away.

The ghost woman beside her poured a glass of wine tremblingly, and handed it to Mozun, but her hand shook unexpectedly, and some of the wine spilled on the ground.

Mozun's eyes immediately darkened.The powerful demonic energy fluctuated, immediately shaking the two captives in front of them to the ground.

The dark demon who was waiting at the side immediately came over, grabbed the captive's hair and slapped him twice: "Idiot! How can you serve the demon king, even the rescue can be poured out!"

The two captives whimpered in terror.The Dark Demon looked at the Demon Lord, who glanced at them indifferently, and suddenly felt irritated in his heart: "Go away!"

The dark demon hurriedly beckoned the guards and dragged the two screaming prisoners out of the palace.

He is the best at observing words and expressions. In a blink of an eye, he saw Mozun's gloomy face, and he seemed to be in a very unhappy mood. He immediately poured a glass of wine for him again, and said respectfully: "My lord, calm down, and I will find some smart and obedient people to serve you." .”

Mozun took the wine glass annoyedly, "No need. Nether race and ghost race are ugly, so there is no good stuff. It's boring."

As he said that, he suddenly glanced at the place where Meng Yijue had sat in the corner before.

"Where is Meng Yijue?"

The dark demon replied: "He went out a moment ago."

Mozun frowned, and glanced at Meng Yijue's seat again.

Seeing his expression, the dark devil thought about it, and immediately felt sorry for it: "This beauty of the human race is much better-looking than those of the Nether race and the ghost race. Or, wait until Meng Yijue arranges the young master well. Call him back to serve you?"

Mozun took a sip of his wine, but did not speak.

The dark demon understood his concerns and rolled his eyes, "My lord, you don't have to worry about the young master. Now the young master has returned to his original form and is sleeping, ignorant of everything else. Meng Yijue is not protected by the young master. Dare to defy the will of the Lord."

The Demon Lord was silent for a while.Looking at the generals who were in a mess under his seat, coupled with the warm wine in his stomach and his head, he also felt that his body was extremely hot.Then nodded, "Go and call him over."