I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 742 The child will be fine
He used to be the Pluto who was in charge of the eighteen levels of hell. He could freely control his own form, but now, he is no longer the king with superior abilities. If he turns into a demon, can he easily change back to his original form?

I dare not continue to think about it.

"Did you see it? He...his original appearance...is just like this." The white-browed old man said awkwardly, although he had difficulty breathing, he still stared at Ming Si with wide eyes.

The corners of Ming Si's lips raised evilly, and he increased his strength with his hands. The Taoist grunted, and his whole face turned black and blue.

His feet were no longer kicking and kicking indiscriminately, but straightened straight.

He was about to die.

I tightly grasped Ming Si's arm and pulled desperately: "Let go of him quickly, he is dying."

Ming Si frowned, as if he had lost his mind, he swung his arm forcefully and threw me flying.

I couldn't believe it, until my body hit the car hard and the window glass was shattered, and the pain in my body told me that all this was really happening.

Ming Si really threw me away, and it took a lot of effort.

I curled up on the ground, there was a roar in my ears, my stomach hurts, and tears burst out of my eyes instantly.

There seems to be something wrong with the child...

"Underworld."

It took almost all of my strength to say the name.

In the blurred vision, he let go of his hand, and the white-browed old man fell to the ground like a paralyzed mud, his face was ashen, how could he look like a living person?

I was dumbfounded.

He thought that Ming Si had killed the old Taoist Baimei, but the old Taoist Baimei who fell on the ground suddenly coughed.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ming Si again, his eyes were still blushing and his face was ferocious, but the evil spirit on his body was gradually fading away.

"Mingji, my stomach hurts."

Tears poured out one after another, and the thought of the possibility of losing the child made my heart go cold.

He looked at me coldly, as if he didn't understand what I was saying.

I yelled at him hysterically: "Our child is dying."

He immediately walked towards me, squatted down in front of me, one of his hands covered my stomach, and I could feel a wave of warmth pouring into my body.

He is using spiritual power...

However, Ming Si's expression at this time was extremely struggling, he pressed his head with one hand, as if he had a severe headache, his whole face was as pale as snow, even his lips were morbidly white.

"Are you ok?"

He was silent, with an extremely painful expression, but his pupil color was slowly returning to normal.

I have always refused to use the spiritual power of the underworld for me, but this time the situation is different, our child is in danger.

I let him send a large amount of spiritual power into my body until the pain subsided a little, I let out a long breath, but Ming Si slumped to the side.

I sat up slowly, stretched out my hand and pushed Ming Si's shoulder, but he didn't respond at all.

"Underworld?"

His eyes were closed and his thin lips were tightly pressed together, as if he had fallen asleep.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, and suddenly I heard a scream: "Be careful behind."

It sounded like Aomine's voice.

I looked up, and saw Qingfeng standing at the gate of his house, pointing in my direction.

Can't wait for me to look back and see the shadow of a person reflected on the ground.

The shadow swung a stick in his hand, I took a quick glance out of the corner of my eye, and it turned out to be the old man with white eyebrows.

He was holding a ghost wand in his hand, but the target of his attack was not me, but Ming Si.

In a hurry, I tightly protected Ming Si, and the stick that the old man with white eyebrows swung down hit me hard on the back, which hurt deeply.

Afraid that he would attack again, I protected Ming Si to the death and would not let go.

"Girl, what are you doing..."

The old man's weak voice came from behind.

I gasped in pain, and saw Qingfeng running over quickly.

Ming Si faintly woke up, looking at me in a trance.

I squeezed out a smile, opened my mouth, and couldn't even speak because of the pain all over my body.

Qingfeng rushed forward, blocked the old Taoist with white eyebrows, and shouted: "You crazy Taoist, how can you beat someone?"

The Taoist sighed: "I am not beating people, I am beating ghosts."

"Are you kidding, how can there be ghosts here?"

The Taoist stared anxiously, pointed at Ming Si and yelled: "He is not human."

Qingfeng followed the direction of his finger and looked at Mingsi, stunned for a few seconds, his expression darkened, he pointed at the old Taoist angrily and cursed: "You crazy Taoist, they are my benefactors, if you want to pretend to be crazy or cheat, go elsewhere, don't harm people here."

The Taoist was so angry that he coughed a few times, pointed at Ming Si tremblingly and said, "He is really not human."

"Quickly get out! I'm annoyed when I see you, if you don't get out, I'll beat you up!" Qingfeng raised his fist to scare him.

He was seriously injured, a flash of fear flashed in his cloudy old eyes, he picked up the bag that fell on the ground, collected his things, and said: "He is really not human." Then, under the threat of Qingfeng's punching, he limped away.

As soon as he left, Qingfeng rushed over.

"Are you okay?" While speaking, a pair of big hands stretched out towards me, but was thrown away by Ming Si.

With a 'snap', Qingfeng's hand was thrown far away.

He widened his eyes in surprise, and quickly explained: "I just want to see if she's okay."

"Don't bother you."

Ming Si's tone was very indifferent, he got up, his eyes were dark and cold, like the sea under the dark night, obscure.

He tried to hug me up, but the shoulder injured by the white-browed old man couldn't use much strength, and the arm was trembling faintly.

Seeing this, Qingfeng wanted to help.

He yelled, "Don't touch her!"

"I just want to help..."

"Go away."

Qingfeng was dumbfounded.

I gritted my teeth and stood up. Before I could stabilize my body, I fell forward, and my eyes were black and white.

In a trance, he was pulled in time by Ming Si, and then fell into his powerful arms.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

He uttered these words with great difficulty, and I felt sad for a while.

"our children……"

Tears welled up again.

He comforted him over and over again: "It will be fine, the child will be fine."

(End of this chapter)