Not a nice guy [Quick Transmigration]

Not only did the vine not put Xie Ling down, but even lifted him up.

One vine wrapped around his waist, and several around his limbs.

Xie Ling suddenly hung in the air, a little flustered in his heart, and he struggled desperately.

The vine seemed to be irritated by his struggle, and it tightened more and more, Xie Ling's clothes were all torn off.

"Ah - don't..." Xie Ling groaned in pain.

Several red marks appeared on Xie Ling's skin. The skin of a newborn god is too delicate, even a light pinch would leave obvious marks.

Not to mention being treated so roughly.

The vine seemed to be touched, and the winding was a little looser.

Xie Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a vine began to poke through his clothes.

The vines were not smooth, and there were some branches and green leaves on the vines. Xie Ling's skin was directly touched by the rough vines, and he felt an indescribable itchiness, as well as a slight tingling sensation.

Even the vines wrapped around the bend of his legs began to go up.

"Stop, stop quickly..." Xie Ling's eyes were red, and he stopped the approaching vines.

What a nice view.

it's beautiful.

Like a work of art.

Eric let out a contented sigh.

His green eyes had a strange light in the dark night.

The vines are his half body.

He felt the same way half his body felt.

It felt like his hands were caressing God's fair skin inch by inch, leaving his own marks on God's body.

A vine is a climbing plant, and Eric is not like that. Once he climbs up, he can't help but want to continue, want more, more...

He hungers greedily for the gods.

How did Xie Ling expect such a thing to happen?The vines were running around him like crazy, wrapping around his thighs.

Eric's medicine...Xie Ling is very uncomfortable now.

The Healing Magic Flower is right in front of him, but he can't pick it up. Eric has been hurt so badly, so he must be feeling very uncomfortable now.

Why doesn't he have the ability to be aggressive?

At this moment, a voice came from Xie Ling's mind again.

[Ability: Defense

A creature that has been kissed by a god must not be willing to hurt him. ]

Is it day three already?

Xie Ling was a little confused, but the new ability came in a timely manner. Although it was not offensive, it was of great help to his current situation.

He gently kissed the vine.

The vine waved unwillingly, but gradually lowered Xie Ling and retracted to the ground.

Xie Ling let out a breath and relaxed a lot.

Without slacking off for a moment, he quickly picked off the healing magic flower.

Eric was still waiting for him.

He wants to go back quickly.

Eric in the shadows stared blankly at the god. His clothes were torn and his body was wounded, but he still insisted on picking flowers for himself.

How to do?

He seems to love God more.

Eric blushed and smiled obsessively.

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"Eric, I'm back." Xie Ling pushed the door open and came in.

Eric has turned back into a child, lying on the bed, huddled up, his face pale.

"My lord...you are back." Eric's voice was also very weak.

"Eric," Xie Ling hurried over, "Quickly accept it, your injury can't be delayed any longer."

Eric smiled weakly, but after seeing the god's injuries, he widened his eyes: "My lord! Why did you suffer so many injuries?"

Xie Ling looked away, his eyes dodged: "You... take the medicine quickly."

"Those vines must be doing it! They never do good!" Eric was indignant. "Damn vines!"

Xie Ling laughed: "Not all vines are like this, there are many friendly ones."

Eric said disapprovingly: "My lord, don't be fooled by them, they can—oh—"

During the movement, Eric pulled the wound and cried out in pain again.

"Take the medicine quickly." Xie Ling shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay." Eric swallowed the flower in one gulp. After swallowing, his complexion obviously improved, and his face became more rosy.

"My lord, I have some simple herbal remedies for scratches here, and you need to take them too." Eric was very serious, staring at Xie Ling, trying to persuade him earnestly.

He took out the green herbs and asked Xie Ling to lie on the bed and take off his clothes.

Xie Ling didn't feel embarrassed, although Eric said he was thousands of years old, but in Xie Ling's eyes, he was still a child.

He slowly took off his torn clothes and lay down on the bed.

The body of a god is simply the most perfect creation of time.

Slender but not fragile, beautiful but not coquettish.

Now this holy body is full of traces of red, and the beauty of torture emerges spontaneously.

Eric held the herbs and watched quietly.

"Eric?" Xie Ling turned to look at him suspiciously.

"My lord," Eric showed a pure smile, "maybe...a little pain."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain." Xie Ling smiled at him comfortingly.

"My lord, you must be ready."

Eric smiled more innocently.

He picked out some green herbal medicine from the medicine jar, and applied it on Xie Ling's waist.

Xie Ling felt a little uncomfortable with the cold herbs sticking to her body.

Eric used his small hands to spread the herbal medicine, and when it reached his waist, he pressed it hard on purpose.

"Hmm—" Xie Ling snorted, bit his lips quickly, and clenched the bed sheet tightly.

It's too embarrassing to cry out in pain in front of a child, right?

Xie Ling made up his mind, no matter how painful it was, he would not make a sound.

Eric looked at Xie Ling, with a smile hidden in his eyes, and he turned his attention to the scar on his thigh.

Eric's hand landed on his thigh, where there was an obvious gash.

He slammed the herbal medicine on it.

Xie Ling's eyes widened and his body trembled.

Eric said guiltily: "My lord, I'm so sorry, I didn't grasp the strength well."

"No...it's fine."

After applying the medicine, Xie Ling was sweating profusely, as if he had come down from the execution ground.

"My lord, go to bed quickly, this medicine is not effective, you should rest more."

As soon as Eric said this, Xie Ling realized that he hadn't slept for several hours. He hadn't realized how drowsy he was because he was so tense when collecting the medicine. Now when he relaxed, the drowsiness hit him like a mountain. .

"Well...then you too, go to bed early..."

After saying this, Xie Ling fell asleep.

Eric nodded, looking at the medicine jar in his hand.

The curative effect of this medicine is really not good, it is the worst curative effect of all his medicines.

As the king of elves, how could he not have healing medicine?

Not only are there, but all of them are treasures.

However, the marks on the gods were left by him.

Since it was left by me,

Eric smiles.

Why let it fade away?