The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Meng Yijue returned to the bedroom, reprocessed the food brought back from the celebration banquet with the cooking space in the silver bracelet, and re-roasted the half-cooked animal meat.Then he and Qing Yang sat at the side of the table, slowly eating rice and hot soup.

Just as he dropped the chopsticks, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Meng Yijue, the Lord told you to go to the palace."

Meng Yijue was taken aback, and said to the outside: "We just came back from the palace, why are we going again?"

The people outside said firmly: "Hurry up and pack up and go back with me. If you are slow, the Lord will blame you later, and you and I will have nothing to eat!"

Meng Yijue said coldly: "Your lord is very busy at the moment, if you call me over suddenly, he will probably blame you!"

With a "bang", the door of the sleeping hall was forcibly opened from the outside.The dark demon walked into the room and looked at Meng Yijue darkly, "Do you think that you can disobey the Lord's order because of the young master's protection? After all, the Lord has the final say in this devil palace! Go back to the main hall quickly, otherwise Your lord is angry, the young master can't save you now!"

After that, he slammed the door and walked out angrily.

Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard! Because the younger brother is unconscious now, he came to torment us!" He turned to Meng Yijue, "Master, what should we do?"

Meng Yijue looked at the dumpling.

At this time, Tuanzi was lying limply on the table, seriously injured, exhausted, and empty stomach.No sign of waking up.

Qingyang hesitated and said: "Or, wait until Tuanzi wakes up, and then..."

Meng Yijue shook his head, "The Mozun and the Dark Demon are sure that Tuanzi won't wake up, so they ignorantly ignore the agreement they made before."

Qingyang said sadly: "Master, are you going then?"

Meng Yijue hummed.

"Qingyang, don't worry about me. The Demon Lord may be looking for me for other things, he doesn't dare to act recklessly." He took a deep breath, "If he really wants to harm me, I have a way. He manipulates."

Qingyang's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Meng Yijue slightly hooked his lips, "Trust Master. Master doesn't always need Tuanzi's protection."

He mixed the fried minced meat with rice and put it in a small bowl.He took out half an unused lump of garlic from the storage cabinet in the space.

The water devil likes to drink water most, but the thing he hates the most is garlic.Lingyuan is like this, he thinks Mozun should be like this too.

Although it is impossible for him to fight against the Demon Lord, if the Demon Lord does something out of line, he can also use it to defend himself.

Meng Yijue cut the garlic into several cloves and put them in the hood of his robe.Then he picked up the dumpling and walked out of the house.

The dark demon stopped and looked around at the entrance of the main hall.Not long after, I saw a graceful figure walking slowly in the darkness.

Seeing that Meng Yijue was late, the dark demon urged impatiently: "Why are you so slow? Come in with me!" He then hurried to the hall and bowed to the Demon Venerable sitting on the seat, "My lord, Meng Yijue has noticed. "

Demon Zun was half leaning on the seat, drinking from one jar after another, until he was very drunk.Hearing his words, he lazily raised his eyes to look, and sure enough, he saw a slender figure vaguely appearing at the entrance of the main hall.He beckoned, "Come here."

Meng Yijue walked over expressionlessly.

When he got closer, the Dark Demon realized that he was actually holding a water dumpling in his arms.Immediately walked down the steps and stopped in front of him, "I told you to come alone, what did you bring the young master here for?"

Meng Yijue raised his eyebrows, "You didn't say you couldn't bring the dumplings. I was feeding the dumplings, and you kept urging me to come here, so I had to bring them too."

The dark devil gritted his teeth: "You hand over the young master to me, and I will take it back, so don't leave it here to cause trouble!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand to take the dumpling away.

Meng Yijue took a step back to avoid his hand, and strode towards Mozun.

Mozun was holding a jar of wine and drinking sullenly on the seat, his eyes were misty, and he was not lightly drunk.Seeing Meng Yijue walking in front of him, he pointed to his seat, "Come... sit down."

The demon king's throne is very wide, more than enough for two people to sit on it.

Meng Yijue looked around, and found that the two prisoners of war of the ghost clan who were picked up by the demon king were not there, and they might have been called away for some reason.Seeing Mozun drinking alone, he guessed why he asked him to come.

He didn't dodge it either, and just sat next to Demon Venerable.

Mozun held the wine jar and drank in a daze.Feeling Meng Yijue sitting next to him, he squinted his eyes half-drunk and half-awake, pointed at the wine glass on the table, and said drunkenly: "Pour the wine."

Meng Yijue ignored him, and put the dumplings on the table in front of Mozun, then opened the food box, scooped out the rice mixed with minced meat from the bowl with a small spoon, and began to feed the dumplings.

Mozun closed his eyes and waited for a while, but when he found nothing, he repeated in a rough voice: "Pour the wine!"

Meng Yijue ignored him and continued to feed the dumplings.

Mozun opened his eyes impatiently, and found that Meng Yijue was sitting next to him just feeding the dumplings. He couldn't help but annoyed: "Why is Lingyuan here? What did you bring him here for?"

Meng Yijue glanced at him coldly, "I'm feeding the dumpling. Why, didn't you say that you want Ling Yuan to come to the celebration banquet to eat? I'm feeding it dinner now, but you don't count?"

Mozun was too drunk, his mind was blocked for a while, and he couldn't think of a reason to refute.He simply rudely pushed Tuanzi aside, reached out to grab Meng Yijue's waist, and wanted him to sit on his lap: "Leave him alone, sit here and drink with me!"

However, when Mozun approached Meng Yijue, he suddenly smelled a pungent and unpleasant smell.He wrinkled his nose and instinctively pushed Meng Yijue away: "What kind of smell is this!"

All of a sudden, he was sobered up by the smell of garlic clots, and his mind, which was overwhelmed by desire, suddenly calmed down.

Mozun saw the cloves of garlic in Meng Yijue's hood, and said angrily, "What are you bringing these here for?"

Meng Yijue gave him a mocking look, and straightened the ripped hood.

"Of course it's to wake you up. In case you get confused for a moment and do something stupid."

The corner of Mozun's mouth twitched.He originally wanted to tear off Meng Yijue's hood and the garlic inside, but when he thought that Lingyuan was here, even though he was asleep, he had some concerns in his heart, and he didn't really do anything to Meng Yijue in front of his son.

"Mozun, Lingyuan has made a two-year agreement with you. During this period, you can't touch me casually. Do you want to tear up the agreement directly?" Meng Yijue said coldly, "Two years Once it arrives, life and death are uncertain. Lingyuan's meal may be one less meal. Don't bother me any more, drink it yourself!"

Mozun stared at Meng Yijue viciously, watched as he took the dumpling back into his arms, pinched the dumpling's mouth open, and carefully fed rice into it.After every bite, pour some fish soup into it to help the dumplings swallow.

For a while, I was a little engrossed in watching it.

After a while, Mozun seemed to wake up a little bit from his previous drunkenness, and said in a deep voice: "Ling Yuan is my own blood, I will not kill him, but just take away his magic pill. Wait until two Years later, this seat has completed the dominance of the world, and I will not treat him badly, and give him endless glory and wealth for the rest of his life!"

Meng Yijue sneered, "What about the glory and wealth in the second half of his life? Now that he is seriously injured, he can't even eat. If he continues like this, he may not live for two years! Don't talk about blood and family for a heartless person like you , you only have yourself in your heart, you don't care about Ling Yuan's life or death at all, in your eyes, the so-called son is just a tool with some value!"

Hearing this, Mozun was furious.He clenched his fists for a moment and opened his mouth to scold him, but he didn't think of anything to say, he just stared at him sinisterly.

Meng Yijue fed the dumpling half a bowl of rice, then hugged it in his arms, and gently rubbed its bulging face with each hand to help it swallow.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the Demon Lord next to him, and couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.

The father who gave Ling Yuan life had never taken care of him since he was born.Now the father and son are reunited, but this so-called "father" with a cold nature only wants him to bring benefits to him, and even wants to take away his cultivation, but has never had any real love for him.

"Mozun, although I hate you very much, I still had a little bit of expectation for you because you kept saying that I raised Ling Yuan and that you could raise him better. But it turns out that I still overestimated you. You don't even have a shred of humanity."

Meng Yijue sarcastically mercilessly said, "I really don't understand why you are working so hard to conquer the world. Although those tyrants in ancient times were cruel, they still wanted to pass on their inheritance to future generations. There is a trace of tenderness in the flesh and blood. As the saying goes, "a tiger's poison does not eat its son". You are the first one I have ever seen to have no affection for the only son, and even punish him to death. If so, don't "My son, my son" yelled at Ling Yuan, which sounded disgusting."

The Mozun seemed to have been poked into a sore spot, and his finger bones were pinched and rattled in anger.他看起来很想揍人，拳头捏了又捏，但当他目光下移、看到孟亦觉怀里干瘪瘪躺着的团子的时候，他眼神闪烁了一下，到底收了手，只恨恨地Sulked.

Meng Yijue fed a bowl of food to the dumpling, and then slowly wiped the stains from the corners of its mouth.

Tuanzi was so seriously injured that he didn't know when he would wake up.Thinking of the perpetrator sitting next to him, he really wanted to punch him in the face twice.

Meng Yijue suppressed the anger in his heart, cleaned up the dishes on the table, then picked up the dumpling, and walked down the steps.

"stop."

Mozun spoke suddenly, Meng Yijue's footsteps froze and he didn't look back, "What's wrong?"

The Demon Lord was silent for a while, and then said: "There is a hot spring in the back garden of the Demon Palace. You can take Ling Yuan to soak there for a while, it can replenish his magic energy and speed up his recovery."

Meng Yijue didn't answer, and walked out of the main hall quickly.

As soon as he left, the dark demon who had been waiting at the side hurried forward, "My lord, calm down... No, I didn't expect that Meng Yijue to be so arrogant! My lord, according to my subordinates, that Meng Yijue is very eloquent and capable of sophistry, my lord." If you try to reason with him, you'll be dragged in by him! Why don't you simply tie him up forcibly and tell him not to make excuses..."

"No need." Mozun shook his head.

Although his personality has always been domineering and savage, as a demon king who can lay down a foundation, he is different from ordinary demons who can do whatever they want.

At the moment when his head was hot, Meng Yijue's words poured down like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all the impulses born of his drunkenness, and made him think clearly that the consequences of moving Meng Yijue would definitely do more harm than good.

Moreover, for some unknown reason—maybe he really thought of something from what he saw these days, or maybe it was out of consideration for his own interests, he actually gave birth to a child he had never raised. With a little compassion, he was granted the right to use the magic hot spring.

However, that's all there is to it.

The conquests and killings he has done in this life have no other reason, and have nothing to do with establishing a foundation for generations to come - just because he likes it.

He has gone through life and death several times along the way, and the bloodthirsty nature engraved in his bone marrow made him unable to stop fighting.But he never thought of leaving something for his descendants. Instead, he tried every means to squeeze the last drop of blood from his own flesh and blood.

The dark demon looked at him unwillingly, "Master, that's all for today, let him go back like this?"

"Meng Yijue... Let him be proud for a while now." Mozun smiled sinisterly and stood up from his seat. "What I want to do, there is nothing I can't do, it's just a matter of time. What I owe now, I will get back double when things are done."

Meng Yijue hugged the dumpling and walked quickly in the cold windy palace road.

He knew that he had completely angered Mozun this time today.Mozun is now worried about the long-term "great cause" and will not do anything to him, but this does not mean that Mozun will give up.

With the devil's paranoid character of immortality, repression at this time means a more violent counterattack in the future.

Before that day comes, we must make a perfect plan to completely wipe out the demon king!

He didn't go back to the bedroom immediately, but went to the back garden according to the address given by Mozun.

At that time, there was no one in the garden, and the clear spring water in the center was emitting lingering heat.

Meng Yijue walked to the pool and gently put the dumplings in.

Under this spring water is probably the ground vein, and the scorching demonic energy visible to the naked eye keeps emerging from the ground.Meng Yijue picked up some stones, built a small bed in the shallow pool, and carried the dumpling onto it.

Tuanzi slept peacefully in the pool.Nourished by the devilish energy at the bottom of the pool, its shriveled body gradually became shiny and bulging.

As dawn approached, Tuanzi finally opened his eyes.

"Gudu..."

Meng Yijue, who was dozing on the rock by the pool, was awakened by the sound of bubbling.He got up and walked to the side of the hot spring, and saw that the dumpling turned round in the water smoothly, and his body puffed up again, and it really improved a lot.

Meng Yijue smiled.He was about to lift it up when he suddenly saw Tuanzi raised his two little paws, and something slowly emerged from his soft little palms.

When he took a closer look, it turned out to be a gray fluff.It looks very familiar.

Meng Yijue rolled his eyes, and then saw that the dumpling had grown a few more fluffs from his palm. He took them one by one and lined them up in his palm, and immediately realized: "Is it wolf hair? You, you won't see it. Is it Gu Lang?"

Tuanzi nodded.

Holding those wolf hairs, Meng Yijue thought of the furry big bad wolf, and memories about Haoyuezong in the past flooded into his mind one after another.

Now, when I think of those times in Xianmen in the past, it feels like a lifetime away.

His heart suddenly became hot, "Tuanzi, Zongmen... Are people from Zongmen looking for us?"