Private pet of the reborn Duke

"Go back to my blood castle!" With Ming Ye's decisive response, he disappeared immediately after the blood escape technique was activated.Only Ritter was left standing there in a daze.

Seeing this, Satan sighed at Ritter, and beckoned the fallen angel to take the dark angel back, but he himself disappeared.

Ritter took the quilt from the bed and stepped forward, wrapped Lilith, who was still awake, slowly walked out of the palace gate, and told the guards that he would take Lilith to find an antidote and recuperate her body.

The guards naturally believed it. Although they were wondering why they didn't see Ming Ling and Ming Ye, they didn't dare to ask more questions and let them go all the way.

As soon as Ritter returned to the manor, he sent Lilith to the abandoned planet through the teleportation array, and explained to the place designated by Ming Ye.He rushed back without stopping.

Blood rises at the beginning of the month.

Ming Ye stood alone outside the castle. At this moment, he had resumed his blood emperor's attire. Ming Ling had already been carried back to his room by him, and continued to fall asleep.

A drop of dried blood remained at the corner of his mouth, and the fire in his hand was burning with the traitor who openly staged an attack in the meeting hall as a viscount.

Not long after, the mummy had turned into fly ash. Ming Ye shook his hands to disperse the Ming fire, his cold eyes thawed slightly: "When will I find a Grand Duke who is truly worthy of my reassurance?"

As he thought about it, he looked up at the blood moon in the sky.

Suddenly, he spread his membrane wings without hesitation, and flew towards the blood moon.

Satan seemed to be waiting for Ming Ye with his breath, and stopped him in mid-air: "Ming Ye, do you want to see me alone?"

Ming Ye nodded, "Satan, the blood moon is a good place. Go and talk."

They sat on the blood moon just like the one that Ming Ye didn't remember. Naturally, Ming Ye was turned blue from the cold ground. Fortunately, Satan told him this time that he would not be frostbitten by releasing the dark fire. At the same time, they still sprinkled something on the two of them to isolate the bone-piercing cold air.

Ming Ye sat quietly, and it took a long time before he made a sound: "I have a plan recently. I will stay out of your battle between gods and demons. When you are almost done fighting, my blood family can also take the opportunity to expand a lot."

"A good idea." Satan seemed to be listening to someone else's story, and seemed to be Ming Ye's adviser.It seems that the outcome of the battle between gods and demons has nothing to do with him.

"But, didn't you say that even God himself goes into battle in armor?"

"So what?"

"If you don't join the battle, how can those little devils survive?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a game. War is for him to openly enjoy the joy of killing."

"..."

"You must find it strange that among the three angels with black wings under my command, only one Angel of Desire is on the battlefield, and he may also be fascinated by the holy angels of the Light God Sect."

Ming? Ye was dumbfounded.

Satan laughed for a while before saying two words: "Nie Yuan."

"...Perhaps, both Mingling and I were really wrong."

“How come you see?”

"The devil is not bloodthirsty, the gods do not love people, the hints have solutions, and the source is ignorant." Ming Ye sighed deeply, "I won't go to him anymore, don't worry about it. I'm going to see an old friend. "

"Is it Xuanwu?"

"Ah."

"Pay attention to the safety of God the Father." After speaking, Satan had disappeared into the black mist.

At the same time, Ming Ye also flew back to the castle, put away her membrane wings, and walked straight into the teleportation array without looking at Ming Ling.

Mingling raised his hands in the darkness, dancing them irregularly, like a drowning person.

He was asleep, still struggling with the cues God had given him in his dreams.

On the one hand, he wanted to stay by Ming Ye's side and continue to enjoy the unique care and love, so that the fragility and anxiety that he had hidden for more than ten years could be relieved, but on the other hand, he felt that he should let such a brutal leader of the blood clan die for the benefit of others. peoples.

So in the dream, he was like a detached soul, condescendingly looking down at Ming? Ye Zheng affectionately hugged another self and talked, but that self held a pentagram cross in his hand, and his sunny smile showed determination. demeanor.He was a little anxious, a little scared, and the idea of ​​telling Ming Ye to avoid it was far better than watching him being impaled by a cross to die. He didn't know what to do for a moment, but saw the cross pointing at Ming Ye's heart stabbed, and he felt the same. He screamed and woke up in a cold sweat.

It was still dark all around.

The difference is that the curtains are not closed, and a strange blood-colored full moon is hanging in the sky. The huge red disc exudes a faint red light. On the small cabinet, the illuminated one was the pure gold rhombus brooch given to him by Ming? Ye!

As if under a spell, Ming Ling stood there with half of her body propped up, staring blankly at the buckle for a long, long time...

Ming? Ye was sitting in Xuanwu's small shop, also holding a cigarette stick in his hand, and blew out large smoke rings, without saying a word.

Xuan Wu looked at him, speechless all night.

It was almost dawn when Xuanwu finally said, "My lord, is Master Mingling all right?"

Ming Ye nodded and shook his head, sighed, knocked out the remaining tobacco leaves and residues in the tobacco rod, and returned the tobacco rod to Xuanwu, while whispering: "The hint from the God of Light is only the highest in the Temple of Gods and Demons." Only a few gods can solve it. Among them, including himself."

Xuanwu thought for a while, then nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, my lord, Master Mingling has always been in control of his talent, and he must have a way to resolve it by himself. Maybe he will be awake when you go back."

"I hope." Ming Ye sighed again, stood up, and bid farewell to Xuanwu, but sighed again before speaking: "Sir, I'm leaving now. If you meet Qilin in the future, please He will see you at the Abandoned Star Castle."

After speaking, he sighed involuntarily.

Xuanwu also seemed to be infected by him, sighed repeatedly, and then said: "My lord, Xuanwu has written it down. It's just that your method is really good, and sighing is indeed comfortable, but the more you sigh, the more you feel sad. It's better Stop sighing."

Ming? Ye froze for a moment, looked at Xuanwu's smile, nodded, and went straight back.

Xuanwu stood at the door of the store and watched for a long time, finally sighed again, and then walked in slowly.

As soon as Ming Ye returned to the castle, he found that Ming Ling was still in his room, only in a different sleeping position than before, but still sleeping.He didn't know that Mingling woke up and stared at the buckle for half the night before falling asleep again. He only said that he failed to achieve his goal under the hint, so he still couldn't wake up.

Under Ming Ye's sadness for a while, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.He looked at Ming Ling, and finally walked out.

When he walked outside, he realized that Ritter was not there, so he had no choice but to go back inside, went to the bathroom to take a shower, hesitated for a long time before laying down on the bed again, carefully hugged Mingling into his arms, and quickly fell asleep.