The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Thinking of those two words suddenly, the Devil Emperor was frightened for a moment.

Along with this noun, long-lasting memories flooded into my mind scene by scene.The memories of the conquest and killing, pain and humiliation were brought up from the dusty depths of my heart.

The wood charm is the only race in the whole world that can restrain the water demon.

He, Shui Wuming, experienced the pain of being controlled by others for the first and only time in his life, and that was when he was confronting this race.

He didn't forget that when he was about to call on the Water Demons to follow him to other fields more than a hundred years ago, it was the people from the Wood Meizu who came to hinder his plan.

At that time, his strength was at the peak of his power and his arrogance was so arrogant that he didn't care about the seemingly mediocre and weak Wood Meizu.

Unexpectedly, however, the characteristics of this race happened to be able to perfectly restrain his water demon physique, and the patriarch Mu Mei held a set of secret skills that could suppress water demons in his hands.

Formidable as he is, in the duel with the patriarch of the Wood Meizu, he was completely unable to take advantage of the water demon's unique devouring power, and his sword skills were completely restrained by the opponent, and he was once defeated by the opponent's talisman!

If the patriarch hadn't let him go for a while, tried to persuade him to give up the fight, and let him find the opening to fight back, I am afraid that his great cause of conquering and becoming emperor would die prematurely before it begins!

Forget the past.The innate oppressive power of the Mu Meizu made the Devil Emperor still feel lingering fear when he thought about it.

It is obviously such a weak and gentle race, but it has a terrifying restraining power for the water demon, it is almost like a natural nemesis in his destiny.

Back then, in order to kill the grass and roots, he ruthlessly killed the Wood Demon Clan.Although in the end some of the fish that slipped through the net escaped to the human world, but that was only a small part.

He thought that his troubles were over.Once Mu Mei died, no one in the world could stop him, and nothing could restrain him and dominate his consciousness.

But right here, just now, he suddenly and repeatedly experienced the painful feeling of a hundred years ago—the feeling of his mind collapsing in an instant, his body and mind being controlled by others, and being forced to be at the mercy of others.

The Devil Emperor was frightened and angry, and his fingertips kept trembling.He clenched his fists involuntarily.

After more than a hundred years, the dangerous person suspected to be a descendant of the Mumei clan returned to him.

At this moment, he seemed to see the innocent souls of the Mu Mei clan who had been ruthlessly slaughtered by him returning with new faces, approaching in the dark, trying to take revenge on him and claim their lives!This feeling is like a nightmare coming again...

The ghost lingers!

The Devil Emperor's heart was beating wildly, and he stood up abruptly, thinking quickly.

Mu Mei...Meng Yijue, could he be Mu Mei?

If Meng Yijue is really Mu Mei, then no matter how perfect he hides, he will definitely retain certain characteristics of his race.Whether it is breath or magic pattern, as long as it exists, it is impossible to completely cover it up.

The Devil Emperor carefully recalled the past experience of dealing with Meng Yijue, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

The dread and fear of the Wood Meizu is deeply engraved in his bones, and he firmly believes that whenever a Wood Mei appears in front of his eyes, even if it turns into ashes, he can still recognize it.

And if this is the case, why has Meng Yijue stayed by his side for so long, and even had close contact with him several times, but he has never noticed a clue in Meng Yijue's body?Or, did Meng Yijue deliberately try to hide his identity?

The Devil Emperor fell into deep thought, slowly pacing back and forth in the room.

He has to admit that he has seen countless beauties in this world for hundreds of years, but Meng Yijue's beauty is indeed unparalleled among them.And such a top-notch beauty happened to be his son's lover, the only thing he couldn't move or touch.The beauty who misses day and night stays in the palace not far from him, but he can only look at it but not eat it.It may be because he has not been able to get it for a long time, so he wants to possess it more and more, so that he loses control under unexpected circumstances.

He thought again, Meng Yijue might have practiced some kind of seductive spells in private, which made him and Ling Yuan both linger in their dreams and be fascinated by it.

After thinking about it for a while, although the Devil Emperor no longer firmly connected Meng Yijue with Mu Mei, the doubts in his heart were not so easily dispelled.He is always suspicious, once he finds something suspicious, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

"Meng Yijue", the Devil Emperor chewed on this name repeatedly, feeling more and more that all the ups and downs and troubles he had experienced recently were closely related to this person.

Meng Yijue has never been willing to obey his orders, he resisted the marriage offer, and refused to accompany him to drink. In the past six months, he has to promote some boring planting methods in the Demon Realm, and he has to fight against him in everything.Moreover, he has always suspected that Lingyuan harbors such great hostility towards him, and always opposes him, and Meng Yijue is the one who contributes to the flames.

Now Meng Yijue can easily disturb his thoughts. Just a back view and a smile under the palace wall tree can make the supreme devil emperor with a century-old foundation shake his mind and almost go crazy-this kind of deja vu, the mind is all over the place. The feeling of being restrained by others made the Devil Emperor even more fearful and fearful.

The Devil Emperor recalled all the past, and became more and more convinced that whether this Meng Yijue was really Mu Mei or not, his existence was a threat with many variables to the Devil Emperor himself, and even the entire Water Demon Empire.

Such a person, if they were in another identity, the Devil Emperor would have eradicated him without hesitation.But Meng Yijue is inextricably linked with Lingyuan, so he can't be easily touched.

The Demon Emperor stroked his forehead, feeling a rare headache.

After a while, he called out: "Dark Demon!"

The dark demon immediately walked into the hall obediently, "What is your majesty's order?"

The Demon Emperor pondered and said: "Go and choose a group of trustworthy imperial physicians, and ask for the best imperial physicians in the Demon Realm. After selecting them, bring them to me as soon as possible. I have something important to tell them."

Holding a bowl of hot soup, Qingyang walked carefully to the side of Master's couch.

Master lay in bed and fell asleep peacefully, with soft black hair spread out on the white sheet.The usually dark and lively eyes were tightly closed at this time, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyelids.

Seeing this scene, Qingyang could not help but lighten his steps.

In the past, when Master was sick, Ling Yuan was always by his side, so Qingyang rarely saw Master's sleeping appearance carefully.At this moment, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Master's sleeping face, and suddenly realized that Master was already very tired.

In the past two years since they came to the Demon Realm, Master has led them to survive in the dangerous Demon Palace. He is always on the lookout for the enemy's movements and has been gritting his teeth to complete various tasks. Tortured to the point of exhaustion.Now that I finally have the opportunity to sleep peacefully on the couch, what a rare and wonderful thing.

A trace of love and pity arose in Qingyang's heart.He didn't wake up the master immediately, but watched silently by the couch for a long time.

After a long time, Meng Yijue turned over lightly in the bed and muttered softly, before he stepped forward and said, "Master, are you awake? I boiled a soothing ointment for you, wait for me to heat up again." Here I bring you a drink."

Meng Yijue half-closed his eyes.Seeing that it was Qingyang, he nodded slightly.

Qingyang quickly returned with the reheated medicine.He watched the master curled up in the quilt, holding the medicine bowl and sipping hot soup, acting like a poor kitten, and couldn't help feeling more distressed.

"Master..."

Meng Yijue raised his face and looked at him with bright black eyes: "Qingyang, I'm fine."

When he was in the courtyard earlier, the devil emperor went crazy for some reason, and suddenly rushed over from the palace gate and pushed him against the wall.

The demonic emperor's powerful demonic energy suppressed overwhelmingly and hit him firmly, making him dizzy immediately. His internal organs and meridians in the spiritual pool were all twisted and boiled, and the blood in his body was scrambling. Injuries also broke out at the same time, and people finally couldn't bear it, and fainted limply to the ground.

Qingyang said angrily: "That devil really does whatever he wants, without shame! Master is originally weak, these days he has to draw amulets and pass information to the sect, and let the devil pounce on him. Sigh... ..."

Meng Yijue lowered his eyes, "The devilish energy in the devil emperor seems to be stronger than before."

Qingyang said sullenly: "I secretly heard from the imperial doctor in the palace that the devil emperor seems to have obtained an ancient medical book from somewhere, and found out the method of repairing the dantian from it. Recently, the prescriptions in the palace are fragrant all day long. Constantly, Bacheng is adjusting the prescription for the Devil Emperor, and now it seems that the folk prescription seems to have a certain effect on the Devil Emperor's dantian."

Meng Yijue nodded slightly, his expression became solemn: "If this method can really help him heal his dantian injury completely, then it will be even more difficult for us to deal with him."

At present, there are still about [-] spells left, and it will take about two months to complete them all.

Meng Yijue drank a bowl of medicinal soup quietly, and held his breath for a moment.

Qingyang took the empty bowl in his hand, "Master, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Meng Yijue shook his head and sat up.

"We don't have much time left. I have to get the spell ready..."

He lifted the quilt and prepared to stay in bed.Qingyang went to fetch clothes for him, just as he reached for the Quicksand Ying Yuyi on the bedside table, he hesitated for a moment.

Meng Yijue's gaze also dimmed.

"Qingyang, I still...don't wear that one."

That quicksand feather coat was a gift from Ling Yuan.Although he liked the dress very much in his heart, he subconsciously remembered the scene that happened earlier.

Although he didn't say it outright, he guessed in his heart that the devil emperor's abnormal behavior had something to do with him wearing this nice new clothes today.

At the moment when he was held down by the Devil Emperor, he saw the crazily burning flames in those eyes that were similar to Ling Yuan but completely different.

It is impossible for Meng Yijue not to understand the meaning of that look.It was a completely undisguised, strong greed and possessiveness, as if to swallow him alive.

If the Devil Emperor insisted on going his own way and did not choose to give up, he did not dare to imagine the consequences of the matter, and he might really be forcibly occupied by the Devil Emperor irresistibly.

Whenever he recalled the eyes of the Devil Emperor at that time, he subconsciously felt abnormal fear.

Qingyang gritted his teeth, "Master, you are clearly not at fault... It's not the fault of this dress either. It's the devil emperor, that shameless devil..."

"Forget it, Qingyang." Meng Yijue dejectedly said, "The closer we get to the last moment, the more we can't take it lightly. Before the matter is accomplished, we should try our best to minimize troubles, and it is best not to attract the attention of the Devil Emperor."

He sighed softly, and put away this precious piece of clothing.Then he took a simple old robe and put it on.

Two days later, it was the New Year's Eve in the human world.

Ling Yuan made an appointment earlier that she would rush back to the palace before New Year's Eve to spend the New Year with Master.

Meng Yijue was looking forward to it, and took time out of his busy schedule to make a lot of dumplings stuffed with beef and mutton, and planned to eat them together when he came back.

Unexpectedly, at noon, Chi Shalong slipped into the house panting and told Meng Yijue: "The water demon asked me to tell you that there have been many people in his territory recently. He is busy with those chores and may not be able to come back to accompany you It's New Year's Eve."

After Meng Yijue heard it, although he felt lost in his heart, he still smiled gently on his face: "It's okay. If that's the case, do you want to stay in the palace today and celebrate the New Year with us? I made a lot of dumplings, which are very good food."

"Really, really?" Chi Shalong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and Ha Lazi immediately came down.It rubbed its claws excitedly, "Then, then I'll be impolite."

Chi Shalong followed behind Meng Yijue.As soon as they entered the house with their front feet, the dark demon appeared outside the door, and loudly conveyed the emperor's will, saying that the emperor would hold a New Year banquet in the main hall at night, and Meng Yijue would be invited to attend.

Meng Yijue naturally didn't want to have any contact with the Devil Emperor, let alone when Ling Yuan hadn't returned.He stayed in the house, while Qingyang went out to repel the dark demon, saying that Master was ill and could not go out.

Dark Demon had no choice but to leave.

However, in the afternoon, a large group of imperial doctors suddenly came to the East Palace, and they stood outside Meng Yijue's house, saying that they were appointed by the Devil Emperor to treat him.

Qingyang, of course, refused to let them get close to Master, so he hurried out to chase them away: "I am a medical practitioner myself, Master has me watching, and it is safe to keep, so you don't have to worry about it! Go back quickly!"

The leading imperial doctor is the No. 1 doctor in the Demon Realm known as the "Ghost Doctor".This person has been with the Devil Emperor for many years, and he is the Devil Emperor's loyal subordinate, so he is not easy to dismiss.

Facing Qingyang's repelling, Guishou said forcefully: "Your Majesty appointed a minister to diagnose and treat Mr. Meng. The minister must carefully examine the results, otherwise how should I explain to Your Majesty? You little brat has only learned a few catties and a few taels." You dare to call yourself a doctor, if you are really capable, why didn't you see Mr. Meng cured?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a large group of imperial doctors rushed forward, and Ren Qingyang couldn't stop them all, they all rushed into Meng Yijue's room, and locked Qingyang out of the room with his backhand.

As soon as the ghost hand entered the room, it glanced furtively around, and immediately locked on to Meng Yijue's room, and rushed over aggressively.

Meng Yijue heard noises outside earlier, and just as he hid the charms and dumplings in the silver bracelet, a group of imperial doctors rushed in.He suddenly stood up and scolded: "Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"

The ghost hand was given a special task by the devil emperor, so he was naturally confident.He chuckled, looked at the annoyed beauty beside the couch, and said with a sinister smile: "The minister is ordered by His Majesty to come to the East Palace to give Mister Meng a good 'examination'. You don't have to resist in vain, just lie down on the couch obediently! "

Meng Yijue said in horror: "What are you going to do!"

The ghost hand winked, and two tall guards rushed up first, knocked Meng Yijue to the ground, and dragged him to the couch.