The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

Changying approached timidly, and saw that the bad woman didn't want to drink blood as usual, but said coldly, "Lie down."

The bed was very big, and Changying got into the bed obediently without daring to move around, and the bad woman didn't meditate as usual, but slept beside her.

In the middle of the night, although Changying was scared, she was really sleepy. When she was about to fall asleep in a daze, the surrounding area suddenly became very cold.

Changying opened her eyes and saw the villain's cheeks glowing blue, and the gauze curtains were covered with frost.

Although it wasn't very close, Changying could still feel that the bad woman's limbs were stiff and cold, and the bad woman's cheeks were also covered with frost, and her brows were wrinkled together. It must be very uncomfortable.

I don't know much about the bad woman's elder sister, but I just know that since I swallowed the flame beads, I don't seem to be afraid of the cold, so I approached cautiously.

Changying looked at the bloodless face of the bad woman and called out, "Are you okay?"

There was no response to these words, the bad woman pursed her pale thin lips, and the cyan centipede walked past her cheek.

The entire bed was soon covered with ice and snow, and even the inner room began to spread little by little.

Probably because there was no response, Changying boldly stretched out her hand to gently wipe the ice and snow on the bad woman's cheek, only to realize that she would melt as soon as she touched the ice and snow.

Chang Ying carefully surrounded the bad woman, only to see the blue light on the bad woman's face slowly fade away, and even the frost that climbed up the gauze also melted little by little.

The slightly wrinkled and delicate Emei unknowingly stretched out, although Changying didn't know how to relieve the cold, she was still relieved.

Just when she was about to take back her hand, the bad woman clung tightly to Zhang Ying and whispered: "Mother..."

Was the wicked woman dreaming of her mother?

Changying looked down at the bad woman, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, lowered her head and tasted the tears, it was so bitter and salty.

This night Changying couldn't break free from the bad woman's arm until the middle of the night, because she was too sleepy, so she just fell asleep.

When it was daylight, and the fog in the city hadn't dissipated, Ji Li slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was stiff and cold without suffering from extreme cold. He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, and only then realized that he was pillowed in her arms.

Ji Li stretched the distance awkwardly and stood up, looking at the girl next to the pillow. Most of the girl was sleeping soundly with her face buried in the soft pillow, and she showed no sign of waking up.

The cyan centipede hovering around Ji Li's arm moved very slowly. Ji Li thought of the flame orb in the girl's body, it seems that it really has the miraculous effect of suppressing the extreme cold disease.

The room was extremely quiet, and Ji Li could even hear the sound of the girl's difficulty breathing because of the strange sleeping position buried in the soft pillow.

Ji Li reached out and picked up the face buried in the soft pillow. The scar on the girl's right cheek was better than before. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see that this face was rotten to the point of being horrible.

There was a sudden fire that day, and Ji Li speculated that Changying might have unintentionally triggered the fire because she couldn't control the spiritual power of the flame orb, and the reason why she herself was burned by backlash was probably because she forcibly practiced black magic.

After all, the Flame Orb is a divine object, and I am afraid that ordinary black arts cannot control the spiritual power of the Flame Orb, and on the contrary, it is easy to be repelled by the Flame Orb.

It seems that she has to find some other way to improve her cultivation.

From late autumn to the snowy winter day, Changying hadn't been out of the house for a long time after the accident because of practicing black magic.

Although the injury has healed now, the bad woman never let Changying practice magic arts again, so she has some free time during the day.

In the early morning, Changying had nothing to do to build a snowman outside, and the snowball in his hand was pushed bigger and bigger, forming a huge snowman.

Then Changying built a smaller snowman. In order to decorate the two snowmen, Changying worked for a long time, her cheeks flushed.

When Ji Li returned to the mansion in the afternoon, he heard the crisp sound of bells from a distance, and then saw the girl in the courtyard whose clothes were covered with ice and snow but was still tireless.

In winter, Ji Li seldom goes out of the house for a long time, and the extreme cold makes Ji Li hate winter very much.

However, the Yanxia Palace has not been breached for a day, the demon king's pressure and doubts have never ceased, and the sixth book of the secret law of the devil world has not been successfully cultivated, which makes Ji Li feel extremely upset recently.

Probably because she felt the gaze of the bad woman, Changying turned her head and saw the bad woman in black clothes standing not far away.

The bad woman really likes this kind of black clothes. In winter, the surroundings are white, and Changying can see the tall figure of the bad woman at a glance.

"Master Li, are you back?"

Because once a bad woman goes out, she seldom comes back so soon.

Ji Li stepped into the courtyard and approached, the surrounding ice and snow stopped immediately, and the snow that fell off his clothes with his fingertips looked disgusted and asked seriously: "Have you finished copying the copybook I asked you to copy?"

"No, there's still a little more." The girl replied cautiously, her cheeks blushing, probably because she had been fighting in the snow for a while.

"I asked you to practice calligraphy well, but you came out to play around, you really have become more courageous." Ji Li raised his eyebrows and stared at the girl with her head down.

In fact, Changying is really working hard to practice calligraphy. Because she doesn't need to practice magic arts now, she is very concerned about copying books and practicing calligraphy. Only today I went out to play for a while. I didn't expect to run into a bad woman early. came back.

Seeing that the girl didn't respond, Ji Li shifted his gaze to the crooked snowdrift that was about the same height as the girl, "There are demon servants cleaning up the snow in the courtyard, you really meddle in your own business."

Changying quickly shook her head in response: "This is a snowman."

"Snowman?" Ji Li looked at the crooked snowball, but he couldn't tell it was a snowman. On the contrary, it was a snowman who was wearing a thin blanket strangely, which looked particularly weird.

"The tall snowman is Mr. Li, and the little snowman next to him is Changying." The girl gestured earnestly at the fruits of her labor, the brightness in her eyes was like the bright moonlight reflected in the clear spring at night.

"It's ugly." Ji Li said, looking away awkwardly.

Changying looked at Snowman in confusion and said, "It's obviously very cute."

In order to be realistic, she also specially found a black thin blanket to make clothes for the bad girl's snowman.

But the bad woman didn't even look at it, turned around and entered the house.

Changying naturally didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly followed inside.

Chang Ying took a long time to copy those [-] copies of the copybooks, but the bad woman still didn't read them and took out other books and copybooks.

The bad girl didn't leave the main house throughout the winter, and naturally Chang Ying didn't have time to play with making snowmen.

During the day, Ji Li nestled by the window and collapsed, the big snowman that the girl had piled up in the past few days was still standing in the wind and snow, but the chess pieces and branches on the face had been blown to this side by the wind, and it was completely unrecognizable. .

But the girl didn't care at all, instead the baby was tight, and occasionally she was caught by Ji Li and sneaked away to put a coat on the snowman to keep out the wind and snow.

At night, Changying took care of the bad woman to wash up as usual, and since that night, the bad woman would make Changying sleep under the quilt every night.

However, Chang Ying was not allowed to sleep peacefully. Bad girls would sometimes get sick, especially in winter.

Changying was tightly bound in the arms of the bad woman and she didn't dare to move around, especially the bad woman likes to kiss me for no reason.

Although Changying didn't know why the bad woman did this.

When the bad girl opened the distance, Changying breathed with her mouth open and almost thought she was going to die.

Ji Li frowned and looked at the weak girl in his arms, because she didn't know how to use spiritual power, so Ji Li didn't get the spiritual power of the flame bead every time he touched it.

Chang Ying, who thought the bad woman was going to stop, didn't expect to be held down by the shoulder and said: "Don't move."

The tingling pain in her neck reminded Changying that the bad woman hadn't sucked blood for a long time.

The blood mixed with the spiritual power of the Flame Orb from the Fuling Grass Demon quickly suppressed the extreme cold in Ji Li's body.

Sure enough, blood is more effective than anything else.

Ji Li noticed the stiffness of the girl's limbs and stopped hesitantly, only to see her eyes closed tightly in fear and asked, "What's wrong?"

Changying timidly opened her eyes and said, "Will I die if this continues?"

It was too slow for the girl to react now.

Suddenly there was silence all around, Ji Li stretched his arms around the girl to absorb the spiritual power of the flame beads around her and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Yeah." Changying nodded honestly and asked again. "Are not you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid." Ji Li could feel that his whole body was being devoured by the extreme cold disease, and his arms tightly wrapped the girl in his arms, "If I can really rule the two worlds of demons and monsters as you said, I promise you will never die."

Chang Ying felt a little pain in her bones being entangled by the bad woman and asked: "Really?"

"Of course." Ji Li leaned his head against the back of the girl's neck, watching her wound recover little by little with his own eyes.

"Then why don't you slaughter other Fu Lingcao demons?" Changying couldn't move but felt the cold breath of the bad woman lingering in her ears from time to time, a little itchy.

Ji Li pinched the girl's cheek with his fingertips and asked puzzledly: "You can't even protect yourself now, and you always think about other people's safety. I really don't know if you are stupid or not?"

Changying frowned slightly and called out, "It hurts."

"I think you are stupid and stupid, otherwise why would you forget about being betrayed by your own kind?" Ji Li let go of her hand, and her eyes fell on the fine scar on her right cheek, which can be felt even when she touches it lightly with her fingertips. Slightly strange, the cyan centipede on the back of the hand quickly avoided touching the girl's fingertips.

The fingertips were slightly cold, Changying shrank her neck anxiously and muttered: "Changying didn't forget that Mrs. Huamei is bad, but the other Velvet Grass demons must still be kind."

Ji Li poked her head with raised eyebrows and said angrily, "I think you must be stupid."

Chang Ying, who was poked in the head suddenly, couldn't hide, she got into the quilt and covered her head with aggrievedness, and chose not to talk to the bad woman.

For the girl's snail-like reaction, Ji Li rarely cared about her, but felt that the quilt was very warm.

In the middle of the night, when the winter snow had not subsided, Ji Li quietly pulled away a corner of the quilt, and the girl in her arms was already asleep, curled up and snuggled up in her arms.

Ji Li knew clearly that as long as he survived this winter without suffering from the extreme cold, he should be able to practice the sixth volume of the secret art of the devil world.

So Ji Li stayed in the house throughout the winter, and at the same time forced the girl not to leave her body. In the early spring, the branches in the courtyard were covered with green shoots, and the girl curiously flaunted it outside the window, her eyes were obviously tight with curiosity.

When the snow first melted, the girl secretly shed tears because of the two ugly melting snowmen

When Ji Li saw it, she seriously doubted whether her brain was burned out by the fire.

How could there be such a strange monster in the demon world?

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