The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 535 There is a misunderstanding, let’s have a good chat
"Because of who?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, which was more chilling than the tall Qianling Waterfall in front of him.

Han Mo's eyes suddenly opened and he couldn't help but look over there.

Han Shui hadn't noticed anything was wrong yet. He sat on the ground, throwing up sand and replied to her: "Who else could it be? Of course it's the little prince of the ghost clan."

If it weren't for her, how could their king be like this now...

"My Highness, did I beg you to come?" Miao Yuan stood not far away, overlooking the cold water, with a slightly angry look on her face. It seemed as if it was Miao Yuan's fault that they were in this situation, and Miao Yuan was unwilling to take the blame.

Han Shui realized something was wrong when he heard the voice. "My Lord"? ? ! Oh no, this is really the little Lord of the ghost clan! !
Han Shui raised his head in fright, and saw Miao Yuan staring at him coldly. The coldness emanating from her purple eyes was exactly the same as that of the ghost clan's King of Hell, extremely cold.

"Ah!! Little...little prince!?" Han Shui threw the sand in his hand away and stood up in panic, with fear and surprise on his face.

"You...when did you come here?"

It's over, it's over. Did the little prince hear what he just said? It's over now. Will the little prince kill him?

Unexpectedly, Miao Yuan just glanced at Han Shui but ignored him. Instead, she walked straight from in front of Han Shui to in front of Han Mo.

Han Shuixin then let it go, but the next second, his heart suddenly rose to his throat again.

"Yuan'er?" Han Mo sat up happily and hid his burnt snake tail behind him. He looked at her with a happy face, not even a hint of pain.

Miao Yuan indifferently threw the snake scale she had just picked up in front of Han Mo, "This is yours, right?"

Han Mo was stunned, "I..."

"Do you think we can't defeat those weird trees without you?"

"Yuan——"

"Do you think I should be grateful to you for hiding here in such a miserable state with injuries all over your body?"

"No..." Han Mo shook his head, with a hint of surprise and sadness in his eyes.

"I'm telling you, I don't need you to do this, not before and certainly not in the future!"

After Miao Yuan finished speaking, she turned around and left without caring about Han Mo.

Han Shui was shocked. No, how could this happen? How could the little prince become like this? He had seen such a soft and cute little prince before. No, it was not like this.

Han Mo stood up in a hurry, enduring the pain, "Yuan'er!"

"you……"

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Han Mo didn't know why she became like this. But he knew that he was very happy that she could wake up and stand in front of him again.

So no matter whether Miao Yuan has changed her personality or misunderstood him, as long as he explains it clearly, it will be fine.

"Wang?!" Hanshui rushed forward anxiously and supported him.

Han Mo pushed Han Shui away, his face full of anger, "Get out!"

He doesn't need anyone to help him, he's fine. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became to rub his tail against his back.

Han Mo had just taken a few steps when the tail behind him hurt so much. But Miao Yuan left before Han Mo could say anything to her. Han Mo was so anxious that he even ignored the injuries on his body.

“Yuan Er!!”

Han Mo endured the severe pain in his tail, swung his tail that was burnt by the ghost fire, and slowly chased after him.

Han Shui looked anxious and angry, "King!!"

Why do you need to do this?

Miao Yuan started to walk faster. She didn't want to talk to him. She wanted to get rid of them.

But the more Miao Yuan avoided him, the more Han Mo knew that Miao Yuan must be hiding something in her heart, and this matter seemed to be the decisive factor affecting their relationship.

Han Mo must explain clearly.

Seeing her walking faster and faster, it was obvious that she was avoiding him. Han Mo became more and more angry and helpless, "Yan Miaoyuan!"

He called her by her name, his voice was oppressive and heavy. Miao Yuan immediately let go of her legs and started to trot, not knowing whether she was frightened by his voice or deliberately wanted to get rid of him.

Han Moqi's face immediately turned cold. He quickly swung his injured tail and chased after him in two or three steps.

Miao Yuan has now become the same as when she was a child, and her legs have become shorter. How could she possibly outrun this giant snake that is more than ten meters tall?

"Don't follow me!!"

Miao Yuan turned around and shouted, but saw Han Mo had already run in front of her, raised his tail and rolled up her entire thin body.

"Han Mo?!" Miao Yuan felt a sudden sense of imbalance as she was suspended in the air. Her eyes widened in fear, especially since this feeling of being suspended in the air was beyond her control.

After realizing what was happening, Miao Yuan couldn't help but struggle and said, "Put me down now!"

“Han Mo!!”

"Hiss," Han Mo cried out in pain. Miao Yuan stopped struggling when she heard him take a breath. She lowered her head and looked at the pitch-black snake scales wrapped around her waist being burned into pieces, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.

Miao Yuan stopped struggling, but she was extremely angry. "Han Mo, put me down quickly."

What kind of skill is it to control her like this?

Han Mo replied to her coldly, "I think we need to talk."

Let’s talk about why she became like this.

Miao Yuan was very unhappy. She raised her skinny little legs and kicked Han Mo's tail, the only part of him that was not injured. "I don't think I have anything to talk to you about! Let me go now!!"

"No, we have to talk."

Han Mo endured the discomfort of his tail, rolled up Miao Yuan, and took her to another place.

Han Shui, who was standing stupidly at the back: “…”

No, should he follow or not?
Miao Yuan stared at him with a frustrated look. Well, he just wanted to talk, didn't he? Then she would chat with him! It just so happened that she also had something to ask him.

"Okay, let's chat!"

She and he will stick with each other to the end.

Han Mo took Miao Yuan to the vicinity of Qianling Waterfall. Although there was no river source, no vegetation, and no living creatures there, like the other surrounding mountain deserts, there were piles of rocks piled up one after another, which were large and could block out the sun, making it a good place to have a good chat.

Han Mo gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and carefully put Miao Yuan down. No one could know the pain of the curled tail rubbing against the rocks and sand along the way. The black and burnt scales were also rubbed and bleeding by the small sand grains that penetrated into them. The wounds became bigger and bigger, mixed with the burning sensation of being burned by the ghost fire, and the pain of rubbing against the ground again and again was even more painful.

However, Miao Yuan still clearly sensed the smell of Han Mo's blood, because Yi Dian in the phantom moved, and Yi Dian's perception of blood was very sensitive. However, after knowing that it was not Miao Yuan's blood, Yi Dian fell asleep again. As long as it was not the young master's blood, it had nothing to do with him no matter who else's blood was shed in the world.

Han Mo put his tail back. He stared at the little man who was not even half the height of his tail and whispered, "You just woke up and your injuries haven't healed yet. Why did you come to such a dangerous place?"

Didn't His Majesty know about this? No, that's not the case. How could His Majesty, who is so smart, not know about this? But how could His Majesty let Miao Yuan come alone, and only brought General Gui Jin, and even General Bai Chang was not accompanying her?

Han Mo was guessing this in his mind, but he didn't even take the ghost servant Cang Yan who came with him seriously.

Miao Yuan glared at Han Mo and turned away, not wanting to pay attention to him. "It's my freedom to go wherever I want. You have no right to interfere."

Han Mo was immediately annoyed. "If you have such an attitude, then we don't have to talk anymore. Don't you want to go into Qianling Waterfall? Then I will accompany you."

"You don't need to accompany me!" Miao Yuan turned around and looked at him angrily. The more Han Mo acted superior and had everything in his hands, the more Miao Yuan hated him.

He is always so strong.

"Why did I come to Qianling Waterfall? Don't you know? You are the king of the snake clan, the nephew of the sinner Bai Yan, don't you know?"

Han Mo frowned, and was even more confused after hearing this. "What does this have to do with Bai Yan?"

He hadn't even met Bai Yan, so how could he know what good things his uncle had done.

Miao Yuan saw that he looked like he knew nothing, and she laughed at herself. "What does it matter if you don't know?"

"Okay, okay!"

Miao Yuan took out the cloth Bai Yanhua gave her from the Qiankun bag on her waist, and threw it at the tall, snake-tailed Han Mo in front of her.

“Take a look!!”

"See if it matters!?"