Lord, you have transformed again

Chapter 9

Before it was time, Shui Xingge left.

Bored, I waved at his back, and then went back to my room with the chessboard.After tidying up the bedding, I got in, no matter whether I need to wait for him to come back or not, let's have a good sleep first.

I don't know if it's because I knew about Long Miaoyin that the four or five dreams I had at night were all from my childhood.When I woke up in the morning, I was tired and dizzy. I had slept for so long, but I still lacked energy.I pushed aside the bed curtain, and before I finished yawning, I swallowed it abruptly.

There were people in the room, a group of people, and a group of men at that.

I wrapped the bed curtain and patted my face, I must still be in a dream.While shaking his head vigorously, one of them said in a deep voice, "Miss, this is not dreaming."

"……who are you?"

"Song Yi, the Left Protector of the Demon Sect."

I looked at the person who spoke for the head, and the stubble on his face, and I couldn't help feeling sad. The storyteller clearly said that the two guardians of the demon sect were super invincible and handsome young men, while the leader was a thick and strong man.I also dreamed for a long time that I must meet those two protectors in my lifetime, but the girl's heart was broken again.

I hurriedly concealed my grief: "Are you here looking for your leader?"

Song Yi nodded: "That's right. We heard that the leader is on the way, but when we got here, there was no sign of him. I found out that the girl has a good relationship with the leader, so I came in without permission. Please forgive me."

These polite words are really tactful, these days I am really close to Shui Xingge, they dare not pick me up for questioning because of Shui Xingge's face, but if I don't know how to say that you are really bold If you dare to break in, such damn words will definitely be thrown out by them.I smiled: "Your leader said last night that he had something to leave for a day, so I don't know where he went."

The complexions of Song Yi and the people around him changed slightly, and they didn't say anything: "Farewell."

Seeing more than a dozen of them leave, I was surprised. They all said that people in the Demon Cult are suspicious by nature, so why did they believe what I said so easily.

As soon as I put on my shoes, I heard a crisp bird song flying down the room with the sound of flapping wings. The blood pigeon frowned slightly: "It really is the blood pigeon of the leader."

I wrapped up my clothes, and if I could beat them, I would definitely stand up, but I couldn't beat them, so I had to pack the buns.

One person said: "Blood Pigeon only listens to the leader's orders and never leaves her body. Now that she appears here, I'm afraid this girl..."

Everyone's expression turned cold: "Could it be that this girl..."

My face twitched, and I waved my hand in time: "I just met him not long ago, so he must not be your leader's husband..."

"It must be the benefactor girl that the leader has been looking for for many years!"

... I thought too much... Ever since I went down the mountain, I have found that I have become more and more narcissistic. This is a disease that can be cured.I said helplessly, "Sorry, I'm not a benefactor girl."

Song Yi said softly: "The girl must have a deep friendship with the leader. If so, then wait here, the leader should come back."

I wonder: "I'm still in a hurry to go back."

Song Yi's voice was even weaker: "Then there will be Miss Lao."

"..." Don't be so unreasonable!
I was in soft captivity and complained endlessly. If someone was still thousands of miles away from Wudu Mountain, it would be no worse than being at the foot of the mountain.It's like a bowl of meat is in front of you but you can't eat it.

Wash your face, someone is watching.Having breakfast, someone is watching.Even after squatting in the toilet, I saw a circle of people outside the yard.I sighed, when I was beaten up by Zheng Zheng, I used to think that one day I could command a group of people to follow me in a majestic manner, it must be very cool, but now it is indeed very cool, but it is too... too cool...

I was so puzzled that I didn't dare to step out of the inn's door. Is it fun to go out for a walk, or to walk around the street with a [-]% return.

"Shui Xingge, Shui Xingge, when are you coming back?" I lay down on the table and poked the fluffy pastry in front of me, "Bastard, why would you lose your men and run out to play by yourself?"

The blood pigeon in the house fluttered its wings from Liang Zi and landed on the table.I tilted my head to look at it, only to find that its eyes were red, and its claws were very sharp like hooks, and it was full of hostility at first glance.I was amazed that the blood pigeons are really different from ordinary pigeons, and the blood is not fed for nothing.The pigeon actually... actually moved to the edge of the table, and then sat down!The snow-white tail is dangling in the air, the two calves are stretched out, and the body is sitting firmly!

Not leaning over, not lying down, but leaning back, with paws facing forward, just sitting like this.

I silently took a mouthful of blood, and tentatively touched it with my fingers, but the small eyes suddenly cast a sharp light at me, and then tilted my head away with the eyes of "you stupid mortal, don't touch me".

"It's another one..." I muttered and withdrew my hand, thinking of the lynx I handed over to Mu Qing, I don't know if its injury is healed, "Are you hungry? I asked Xiao Er to give it to me. Do you drink chicken blood?"

Since the pigeon didn't run away with the water singing and stayed with me, I couldn't starve it to death.Just as I got up to look for Xiao Er, I saw a snow-white dove flying in through the window. I looked up and saw that little eye was red like a bloodstone, and it was another blood dove.

I looked at the ones on the table, and then looked out the window: "Shui Xing Ge, how many blood pigeons do you have... I don't know how it tastes... It must be very nutritious after stewing." I wiped my saliva , staring at the blood pigeon on the table... why do I feel it staring at me in a daze.

I must be too hungry, I comforted myself, stuffed a piece of pastry into my mouth, and went downstairs to ask Xiao Er for chicken blood.

When I got back to the house, there was only one blood pigeon left. I couldn’t tell the difference between them. I didn’t know whether it was the one on the window sill or the one on the table. The beak with the same color as the eyes drank slowly.I want to see its appearance more clearly, so that I can confirm whether it is the pigeon that delivered the letter for me. If it is, let it send another letter to Wudu Mountain.

Who wondered if it was too close, and saw the pigeon's wings spread out suddenly, its sharp claws swiped, and it fled away.I was stunned, the pain on my face slowly spread, and when I raised my hand to touch it, it was blood.Immediately jumped up and climbed to the front of the bronze mirror, only to see that the face of the person in the mirror was covered with blood, with three bloody mouths on the right cheek from the jawbone to the cheekbone.

...Destroyed!

"Girl, the blood pigeon has a surly nature and is the best bird of prey. You are so close, it is hard not to get hurt."

"Miss benefactor, calm down! If you let the leader know that you slaughtered his blood pigeon, you will definitely be caught and steamed!"

I was so angry that I really wanted to throw flour on the faces of the four people who grabbed me: "Look at my face, it's ruined! How can I marry someone in the future? I'm going to kill it, it's too arrogant!"

Watching everyone wiping their sweat, Song Yi remained calm, thought for a while, and pondered: "I will visit famous doctors for the girl, and I will also give you money so that the girl will have a worry-free future."

I immediately calmed down and nodded: "Okay."

Song Yi's face obviously twitched, and finally he looked at me suspiciously: "It's true that I was scratched, but why...you put on a face?"

"Well, your leader did it."

I tore off that "skin", and immediately someone came to heal my wounds, Song Yi was surprised again: "Miaoshou Guanyin."

"That's the older sister or younger sister of my mother." I took a mirror to look at myself wrapped in gauze like a pig's head, looked at the bloody pigeon in the cage, and said sadly, "Please take it out for me, Zuo Hufa .”

After Song Yi and his party went out, I sighed, and raised my hand to touch the thick gauze: "It's okay, anyway, I don't look good anyway, why not do it for a face with a pile of gold and silver treasures?" ,right."

I comforted myself, a snow-white shadow flew into the window.Seeing the pigeon, I subconsciously picked up the dagger on the table in shock and flew out, only to see the shadow land with a plop.The sharp dagger cut its right wing, and the blood gushed out, staining the white jade-like wings red.

I gasped slightly, not daring to approach.After thinking about it, I felt wrong, the one that hurt me just now has been taken away by Song Yi, even if he released the pigeons, it is impossible to come in through the back window so quickly.

"Pigeon?" I stepped forward hesitantly, afraid that it would become irritable. The other side of my face was also scratched, and I approached it with a dagger in one hand, "I'm sorry, I was scratched by your kind just now, I thought you were from it Come on. Don't stare at me... I didn't mean it, I'll let Song Yi come in and apply the medicine for you, okay?"

The blood pigeon stumbled to his feet and was about to walk on two thin legs.What a stubborn temper!I didn't care so much, picked it up, put it on the table, and cleaned its wound.Fortunately, it is very well-behaved, and I was relieved: "It's also a blood pigeon, but it's so bad-tempered. Look at how well-behaved you are, don't worry, I recognize you, and I won't catch you and stew you."

The blood pigeon didn't bother to look at me, and didn't even make a sound.

The wound was not too deep, the dagger just gouged out a little bit of flesh, and the rest was blocked by the thick wings.I hope Shui Xingge won't kill me.

After treating the wound, I took the clipped wings and blood cotton yarn and went out to throw them away. The two people at the door saw me coming out and said courteously: "Whatever you want, girl, we will do it for you."

Just now I went to Xiao Er to ask for chicken blood, they were not so diligent, but they were very polite after hurting their face.To say that the Demon Cult is a cult is more reasonable than ordinary sects.

Seeing that they are imperative, I have no choice but to hand it over to them.The two looked at the blood, gauze, and wings in the copper basin, and asked, "What did you just... do?"

I swallowed: "Accidentally hurt your leader's blood pigeon just now, and I'm here to heal it."

The man frowned: "Isn't the blood pigeon taken care of by Guardian Zuo? It's because I'm afraid of the girl... ahem, I'm going to settle accounts with it. So I won't release it for the time being."

"It's not that one, it's the other one."

The man said with a smile: "The leader only raised a blood pigeon."

I froze for a moment, then turned around and looked behind me, the blood pigeon that was on the table just now had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)