The black belly is cute and poisonous: King of Darkness, too fierce!

Chapter 281 Afraid of Your Size
Chapter 281 Afraid of Your Size
Although Mo Ling stared dangerously at Liu An'an, he didn't do anything, but looked at her with interest, wondering what he was thinking.

That look made Liu An'an very uncomfortable.

She sat down on the spot, trying to keep a safe distance from Mo Ling.

The two of them were silent for a long time, Liu An'an couldn't bear that gaze, and couldn't help but said:

"Why haven't you changed back to Situ An?"

"You want that trash to appear that much?"

Mo Ling said coldly:
"Don't mention him in front of the deity."

Liu An'an closed her mouth and did not speak.

But this question was indeed something she was curious about.

This is the second time, Mo Ling has not changed back for so long.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu An'an's stomach growled suddenly.

Mo Ling squinted one eye and looked at her with a half-smile.

Liu An'an looked back, pouted and said:
"What are you laughing at, you don't usually eat?"

She picked up the dagger and stood up, intending to beat a rabbit to eat.

Mo Ling didn't stop it.

Anyway, they don't know the way now, it would be more dangerous to leave rashly, he believes that Liu An'an is not such a stupid person.

Not long after, Liu An'an got two rabbits back.

Mo Ling looked at Liu An'an and directly cooked the rabbit without changing his face, and said with his forehead and lips curled up:
"Good workmanship."

"That's not for you either."

Liu Anan glanced at him, and then protected her two rabbits.

Mo Ling wasn't hungry at all, but for some reason, the rabbit she baked was particularly fragrant, and his stomach started to growl because of the smell.

He narrowed his eyes halfway, and ordered to Liu An'an:
"Give me one."

"No."

Liu An'an tore off a piece of meat, and put it into his mouth like a bravado.

Mo Ling smiled coldly and warned:
"You'd better not annoy the deity, it's not good for you."

Liu An'an's hand paused, raised his eyes to look at him, wiped his hands casually, and said:
"I can give it to you, but you answer a question for me."

"Say."

"Why hasn't Situ An woke up yet?"

Again this question.

Mo Ling seemed very impatient, the interest in Liu An'an in his eyes suddenly disappeared:

"That trash doesn't know what's going on, and he doesn't want to wake up."

Situ An doesn't want to wake up?
Liu An'an felt a little surprised.

She hesitated whether to continue asking Mo Ling, and felt his extremely dangerous gaze.

With a light cough, she stopped annoying him and threw him a rabbit.

Mo Ling caught it with a little disgust, and his hands were covered with grease.

By the time they had eaten and drunk, it was already night.

Liu An'an looked up at the sky, looking for the Big Dipper, so that it would be easier to identify it.

But it seems not.

The weather is not good tonight, not many stars can be seen.

Mo Ling took off his robe and hung it on his body, watching coldly:

"come over."

"What?"

"The deity is going to sleep, you come and serve."

Liu Anan rolled his eyes, and took a few steps back:
"Don't go."

"Liu An'an, you'd better not test my bottom line again and again."

Mo Ling said coldly:

"I want to allow you several times for the sake of being my son's biological mother, so don't push yourself too far."

"What about your son? It belongs to Situ An."

Not to be outdone, Liu Anan said:

"Don't you know by looking at his eyes?"

Lifting his eyes, he felt annoyed.

In his opinion, that was almost the only shortcoming of Liu Yuanbao.

Those purple eyes also seemed to be mocking him, making people uncomfortable.

The red in his eyes seemed to be a little deeper, hiding a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty, staring at Liu An'an closely.

Liu An'an shrank her neck slightly, feeling somewhat guilty in her heart.

When she saw Mo Ling before, he always looked at her with such eyes.

In the next few times, his attitude was indeed much better, but it is undeniable that this is indeed a completely different guy from Situ An, a ruthless guy.

His gaze was suddenly retracted, and his condescending aura was gone.

With a sneer, he sarcastically said:

"Why? Are you scared?"

"Scared of your size."

Liu Anan glared at him:
"If you have this leisure, you might as well think about how to get out."

"The deity is gone, some people will come to look for it, what are you afraid of?"

Leaning against the tree, he suddenly asked:
"What are you doing here all of a sudden?"

"Didn't I hear that you were injured?"

Liu An'an said something almost out of his wits.

Then when she realized what she said, her face froze suddenly, and her breathing became a little short.

Mo Ling paused when he heard this, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips, jokingly said:
"So you care about me so much."

"Who cares about you, I care about Situ An."

Liu An'an replied angrily, and suddenly realized that this sentence seemed a little strange.

Seeing Mo Ling's complexion darken, she didn't have time to think about it, she said badly, and turned and ran away.

Mo Ling rushed over almost as soon as she moved, grabbed her waist, and pushed her to the tree.

Liu An'an's pupils shrank sharply at the close breath.

As soon as she turned the dagger in her hand, she attacked Mo Ling.

The latter dodged lightly, dodging her blow, and then sarcastically said:
"Do you think the deity doesn't know that you have tampered with this dagger?"

Without changing his face, Liu Anan put away the dagger and slapped Mo Ling with his palm.

As a last resort, Mo Ling had to let her go, but after turning around, he clasped Liu An'an's shoulder from behind, and pulled her directly into his arms:
"It seems that this deity is really too gentle to you these days, letting you be so presumptuous."

He held Liu An'an tightly in his arms.

Liu An'an gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming, but there was a trace of fear in her heart.

Her body stood still stiffly, her mind spinning desperately.

Just when she was hesitating whether to use poison, she suddenly noticed that Mo Ling's hand froze and stopped.

His breathing in his ears also became short and heavy, as if he was enduring some pain.

Liu Anan took the opportunity to push him away and kept a certain distance from him.

Just when she was about to turn around and run, Mo Ling groaned, and then slowly crouched on the ground covering her head.

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

Liu Anan stopped, swallowed lightly, and waited nervously.

Unwilling to say "Damn", Mo Ling's eyes darkened and he fainted on the ground.

Liu An'an hurried over, helped him up and leaned against the tree.

She carefully looked at the man's face, hoping to find clues from his face to make a judgment.

Then she hesitated for a moment, then slowly backed away, stood not far away and looked at him, waiting for him to wake up.

(End of this chapter)