She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 35 Forgive
in the room
Zhou Ling didn't dare to approach at all, the flame was just closer to the bed, and she felt that her soul was going to be burned!
"Xiao Rong! Calm down, we have something to talk about."

After finishing speaking tremblingly, Zhou Ling almost knelt down.

Huarong looked at Zhou Ling with eyes that could barely see the whites of his eyes, and his voice was as cold as frost and snow: "You said you will treat me well for the rest of your life, just the two of us, always together."

Why take it back?

Doesn't he deserve to be liked?

Zhou Ling's heart was also swollen by these words, and her eye circles were red again.

At the moment when Hua Rong was about to go crazy, she suddenly realized.

With his appearance, he was still a child at heart, he didn't understand anything, not even why she was angry.

Oh, what the hell is she mad at?
He didn't lie to himself, he just didn't understand and didn't like to take the initiative to talk, but think about it from another angle, what if she took the initiative to ask?

Zhou Ling clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and returned to her usual gentleness: "Xiao Rong"

As soon as the words were spoken, there was no need to hug or comfort, it was just a title, and the black mist in Hua Rong's eyes immediately faded away, and he regained consciousness a little bit.

Zhou Ling asked, "Why are they afraid of you?"

Hua Rong stared at the serious-looking woman on the bed, very honest, like a big wolf dog being patted down, and replied:
"Maybe I killed too many people"

The flames around him faded silently.

Zhou Ling thought about it, and continued to ask: "Is that forest your home?"

Huarong replied: "In the forest of exile, 108 old monks sacrificed their flesh and blood, and I was trapped in it. It has been thousands of years, and I couldn't get out, but you took me out."

Trapped for thousands of years?
Zhou Ling took a deep breath and recalled the time view of her own world. How many eras and dynasties have changed? !

Is it because she is not from this world that she can take him out, so the magic circle is useless to her?

How many people does a child have to kill before he can be sacrificed by an eminent monk, and he must be trapped in it, isn't it fundamental?
"What did you do? Why didn't they just kill you?"

Huarong's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the brilliance of his body carried the extreme cold of the snowy night. He answered coldly, he would not lie to Zhou Ling:

"Slaughtered the Three Realms, nearly a million people. They can't kill me. I am not a demon, I am nothingness, and I eat malice. Only the pure and good people can hurt me."

He cut himself open to show her, without any reservation, and told Zhou Ling the way to hurt himself.

Zhou Ling's heart felt a little cold when she heard it, she is not a human or a monster, eat evil?

"So, those 108 eminent monks are the kindest people in the world?"

"Um"

Indeed.He saw that their bodies were covered with golden light before they died, which was very warm, but he was in pain.
Zhou Ling didn't believe that Hua Rong would kill people for no reason. She knew his temper very well after getting along with him in the past few years.

Too lazy to talk, too lazy to eat, too lazy to do anything.As long as he doesn't provoke her, he will not take the initiative to kill.

"Why did you kill so many people?"

Huarong raised his eyes, and the corners of his lips were curved, which seemed to be mocking:

"I don't know why Heaven made me, maybe it wanted me to punish all the evil people, so that I might become an ordinary person, so I just got tired and killed them all. But..."

Zhou Ling understood, everything was clear, her heart was beating very slowly, and her nose was a little sore.

"But you still can't be an ordinary person, can you?"

Hua Rong said "hmm", "The dead are all treacherous and evil people, but many kind people want to kill me."

Zhou Linghong narrowed her eyes and said, "Yes, because no matter how kind they are, they will be afraid. An immortal person with powerful abilities is a threat in itself."

He is really simple and stupid, but he has a clear understanding of people's good and evil; he is both black and white, very contradictory.

Hua Rong didn't care about these things, he was only curious about Zhou Ling's attitude.

The man and the book both said that a woman is sensitive and easy to think, coax her more, and be softer, she just says what she says.

"Is Lingling still angry? What else do you want to ask?"

Zhou Ling "had indigestion", lay back on the quilt, covered herself, and said in a muffled voice: "No more, let me calm down again"

Hua Rong's eyes were always on her, staring at her hair, the temperature in his heart rose little by little, and finally he was no longer empty.

Simply sit on the chair, far away from the bed, and breathe lightly.

He doesn't go.

Because Lingling is still angry.

It is said in the book that when a girl is angry, she tells you to get out, don't get out, and coax you; if she says stop in bed, it means hurry up.

Flipping his palms, a thick forbidden book appeared, Hua Rong pursed his lips and looked at the book of love seriously.

It's really useful, Lingling doesn't seem to be angry anymore.

I knew it was pitiful.

　Zhou Ling: Needless to say, you are pitiful, I can't take it anymore, baby I brought up a baby who is obedient and innocent even if he is a big devil, I repent, I think wrong!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)