She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 200 Little Green 1
Even though this giant python has wounds all over its body, it can still strangle them here with just one look!

Zhou Ling looked at the big black snake and found that it was looking at her motionless.

The more I look at it, the more familiar I feel.

Chu Chu also found out, this snake demon doesn't want to kill them?

"That... my lord, we are just here to scoop up some spiritual springs, what an offense, please let us go, we didn't see anything!"

Chuchu said tentatively, looking up, her neck was sore.

The pitch-black giant python looked straight at Zhou Ling without making a sound, and then slowly swam out of the water.

The body is also shrinking a little bit, coming towards Zhou Ling.

Compared with Chu Chu's panic, Zhou Ling's expression became surprised, and then she was sure of something.

After realizing that she could move, Zhou Ling pounced on the black snake, which was gradually becoming the size of an ordinary snake.

"Little green? Little green, right!"

Chu Chu saw her best friend hugged the snake demon covered in wounds, and she was still calling "Little Green".

What was even more shocking was that the snake demon let Zhou Ling hold her, and the snake's head even rubbed against Zhou Ling's face.

Chu Chu shuddered, and couldn't help feeling: So it's a friend from the Monster Race that I knew?
Lingling is so courageous!
This kind of cold snake demon dares to hug!

When Zhou Ling saw the eyes of the black snake, she felt inexplicably familiar. When it saw itself shrinking, the sense of familiarity broke through!

This is the body of Xiaolu who was hugging and sleeping on the boat for a few days!
That day, after the demon king of the family came, he slipped away again and gave himself a bag of precious little green!
Zhou Ling looked at the wounds on Xiaolu's body with distress, some were festering, and some were newly cut.

"This"

"What's going on here? Little Green? Why did you do that?"

Zhou Ling loved the girl dearly like an old mother, holding the wet and slippery girl in her arms.

After touching the snake's head, he forced out the power of the medicine and brushed gently over the snake's body to heal its wounds.

The hostility of the evil spirit, invisible to human monks, was originally tightly wrapped around the snake, constantly adding new wounds to him.

Because of Zhou Ling's hug, those hostility seemed to have sensed the master's breath, and instantly receded, no longer working hard.

After there was no entanglement of hostility, Zhou Ling's medicinal power was also slowly healing those wounds that had been bad for a long time.

Ten minutes later, a little bead of sweat oozed from Zhou Ling's forehead.

Chu Chu also realized that she was able to move, and moved over.

Looking at the warm scene in front of me, I finally let go of my heart, and asked cautiously:

"Is this Lingling's friend?"

Zhou Ling continued to heal, and returned: "Yes, she is my demon cultivator friend, Xiaolu."

Xiaolu's eyes were always on Zhou Ling, and she felt the familiar smell again, being hugged tenderly by her.

In a soft voice, she also said "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt", "Little green, you will be fine soon"

Seeing that the snake's head was always facing her, Zhou Ling's green eyes seemed to glow in the depths of this dark cave.

"Xiaolu, it's alright, does it still hurt?"

He stroked its head, and then stroked the snake's body down.

Zhou Ling said that once she accepts the setting that this is a cute little girl, she will no longer be afraid of snakes.

Xiaolu's body shrunk little by little, until it was only tens of centimeters long, as thin as a thumb.

It was wrapped around Zhou Ling's neck.

"Lingling, I miss you so much"

This time, the voice was not Xiaolu's soft voice, but a low-pitched male voice with a bit of magnetism.

Chu Chu was taken aback, looking at the little black snake licking Zhou Ling's neck with a wick, a strange feeling surged in her heart!

This black snake lord is a male monster!
Such a high level of cultivation should have been transformed long ago.

Isn't Lingling Lord Youling King?

How can you be so close to Xiong Yaoxiu!
In Zhou Ling's view, Xiaolu is used to using a male voice from time to time, touching the coldness on her neck, and laughing:
"Last time I asked you, you weren't so forthright. Why, after helping you, you started acting like a good boy? Hmph!"

(End of this chapter)