Private pet of the reborn Duke

In the following year, a sea change took place.

After the bishop occupied the palace and began to call himself Pope, Lilith never went back.There were more and more rumors outside, and Ming Ling's identity as the so-called Son of God finally became known to everyone.

The Pope's public edict: With the decree of the God King, all the believers are asked to find the Son of God.

Under Ming Ling's strong request, he was finally sent back by Ming Ye, but he taught Xuanwu to stay for a while and ask him to take care of Ming Ling.

Under the tireless teaching of every art master, Ming Ling became a famous genius in the empire, and under the deliberate promotion of the Pope, the name of "Son of God" became famous throughout the empire, and was worshiped as the earl of the new empire by the people and the emerging church nobles .

While Mingling is satisfied with her own identity, she can't let go of the relationship between Ming and Ye, but she also cares about his bloodthirsty, and then feels guilty and self-blame for her ungodly actions in private.

Ming? Ye endured his thoughts and felt relieved. The blood pool of blood sacrifice opened up a new expansion of the blood clan—he actually made all the nobles in the entire empire become long-term supporters for himself and his subordinates within a year. food.

Under God's constant care and care, Satan seemed to have forgotten that he had been wounded by him so that he had no strength to retreat.And the angels who occupied the demon temple had already been sent back to the lower level of the temple to recuperate when God returned.

But Satan remembered clearly the battle between God and Xuan Ye.He always wanted to find a chance to take revenge on Xuan Ye, just because Xuan Ye not only didn't follow Qilin's order to show mercy, but also embraced his lover Mu Mu in the fairyland and made fun of him in every possible way for being a black bird who can't see the truth with his eyes open!

Perhaps because of this contempt, Satan didn't wait for Xuan Ye to hold back, and rushed forward to take a sword that was enough to cut off the wings for God-it's okay if the wings are broken, if the few drops of original blood at the root of the wings flow Come out, he and God are really finished.

When Qilin sent them back, he went to find Xuanwu and drank with them again.During the dinner, Qilin explained vaguely that when he was saving Satan, he interrupted his practice and ran out. He must go back to retreat in the future, and he will no longer be able to contact everyone in a short time.He told them again and again not to hurt Ming Ling, let alone provoke Ming Ye, lest Dao Zun wake up and find out, and the consequences will be at their own risk.

The few people naturally agreed. Qilin knew that something would happen sooner or later, but he had no choice but to give Xuanwu a spell that could quickly return to the fairyland. After saying goodbye, he went back to Qilinland by himself.

With the change of the expansion method of the blood race, the blood race has a lot of food again.Since some ordinary believers were still involved in the clan of gods and demons, Ming Ye began to direct the three generations of dukes to leave the blood pool one after another, taking the opportunity to find more suitable candidates as captive food, and also began to expand the fourth, fifth, and sixth by the way. Generation blood.

After Ming Ling discovered Ming Ye's behavior by accident, she was conflicted, but still took the opportunity of the two of them meeting once a month to kindly persuade Ming Ye not to expand at will and involve ordinary people in inhuman life, but Facts and expectations often take two different paths.

During this period of time, Mingling also finished studying the courses of the art masters, and even read the martial arts books that Xuanwu gave him, studied them one by one, learned by analogy, and mastered them by himself.

Ming Ling, who is nearly 20 years old, can finally live independently in this chaotic era without anyone's protection.

In the evening, there was a burst of shouting in the manor.

Mingling was originally sitting by the window writing a letter, but at this moment she was taken aback.

"What happened?" He asked the new attendant as he stood up and walked out.

"Yes... yes, it's the master..." The servant Cong ran down to take a look, then came back with a pale face, unable to finish his sentence.

Ming Ling frowned, knocked Shi Cong unconscious with his backhand, and ran downstairs by himself, just in time to see a handsome boy rushing towards him: "No, it hurts!"

Mingling subconsciously caught the boy, only to find that his clothes were torn to pieces.

"Mr. Earl, leave him to me." A familiar but indifferent voice approached, Ming Ling's face twitched, he hugged the boy in his arms a little tighter, and met the boy in front of him without fear. Human: "I've taken a fancy to this kid, and he will be my follower from now on. Please, Lord Blood Emperor, find another delicious food."

After speaking, he hugged the boy and walked upstairs.

Ming Ye stood in the same place, his silver eyes rolled, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed the back of Mingling's neck, pulling the two of them together in front of him: "Don't always treat yourself as the son of the God of Light! I will let you Look, take off the coat of the Son of God, what are you left with!"

Ming Ling put the boy who was still shaking in his hands aside, and managed to break free from Ming Ye's hand, turned to look at him, and the pity on his face had long since turned into insensitivity: "Xuan Ming, wake up!" Wake up. Recently, your bloodthirsty frenzy has become more and more frequent!"

Seemingly stunned for a moment, the color of Ming Ye's eyeballs changed slightly, but he continued to grab Ming Ling with a ferocious smile amidst the crying of the boys on the side.

Sighing, Mingling began to pray helplessly. He became more and more proficient in using the holy light technique, and correspondingly, the damage to Mingye was getting smaller and smaller.

As Ming Ye fled to the basement with resentment on his face, Ming Ling finally sat down on the ground, sweeping away the previous indifference: "Xuan Ming, what should I do with you?"

After sitting for a long time, Mingling calmed down and called Xuanwu to help him send the boy who was still trembling with fear to the common room to change into clean clothes. Talking in his sleep, Mingling was worried, so he had to ask Xuanwu to continue to take care of him, while he went back to the study to take a small bottle and chased him to the basement.

As Ming Ling expected, Ming Ye fell asleep peacefully in the silver coffin in the basement, just like the old Duke who treated him extremely gently.

Ming Ling sat on the ground, leaned against the silver coffin and looked at Ming Ye's sleeping face.That face has never changed, there is no increase or decrease in age, it is not deformed at will due to emotions, but it is constantly distorted by the stimulation of bloodthirsty and violent nature.

"How long has it been since I saw you so calm?" Mingling said to herself, "You said that it is possible to wait patiently until I am an adult, but you said you would accompany me, and I have never gone to church. His Excellency the Pope has sent letters over and over again, but he has always flatly refused, when will you accompany me for a walk outside like before? When will you stop becoming violent and ruthless because of bloodthirsty?"

"Even if you used to treat me that way, I just noticed your changes and endured all the pain, and persuaded you in turn, taught you not to blame yourself, but when did you start, Xuan Ming, became less and less conscious when?"