Accidentally Impregnating a Demon Lord

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows slightly.

The corner of Song Zhi’s mouth twitched as she took out the medicine box from her Cosmos Bag. This was the second time Mo Xiuyao had seen her medicine box. The last time, she had been sneaky, as if she was afraid that Mo Xiuyao would find the Hehuan Powder. Now, she was not afraid of anything and just spread out everything. Mo Xiuyao glanced at it casually and saw that most of them were low-level pills that could prolong one’s life and strengthen one’s physique.

“I can see that you cherish your life.” Mo Xiuyao commented unhurriedly.

“Yes, I cherish it very much.” Even though Song Zhi was prepared for it, she was still in low spirits when she faced death.

“It’s a pity that most people who cherish their lives don’t live long.” Mo Xiuyao said. Song Zhi felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Did this dog not know how to speak?!

“Since you value your life so much, you should cherish the last moments of your life and not use them to sleep.” Mo Xiuyao did not let her off easily. Song Zhi felt as if someone had stabbed her in the heart again. Mo Xiuyao seemed to be addicted to talking and wanted to continue, but Song Zhi finally could not bear it anymore. “Sir Demon Lord!”

“What?” Mo Xiuyao looked up, his eyes glimmering.

“Don’t you think you’re talking a lot today?” Song Zhi tried her best to remain calm. Mo Xiuyao’s eyes flickered, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up. “I have no choice. After all, no one will listen to me tomorrow.”

In order to make the last moments of her life happy, Song Zhi decided to ignore Mo Xiuyao. She rummaged through the pile of pills and finally found a black pill after a long time. She heaved a sigh of relief. “I found it.”

Mo Xiuyao muttered, “The Death Pill. The person who takes it will die instantly. Life and death are irreversible.”

“If I eat this before the Gu Poison takes effect, I can suffer less.” Song Zhi’s lips curved up, and there was a faint smile in her eyes. Mo Xiuyao stared at the smile for a long time before he looked away silently.

As night fell, the cold air surged up. The Demon’s Note Valley was much colder than it was during the day. Song Zhi sat at a small table with a goose down quilt and took out the fruit wine that she had kept for a long time. She drank glass after glass. Mo Xiuyao sat quietly opposite her and watched her carry out the ceremony before her death.

“I won’t be afraid if I’m drunk.” Song Zhi explained to him vaguely.

Mo Xiuyao glanced at the cup in her hand. “You won’t get drunk even if you drink ten thousand cups of this fruit wine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wine cup suddenly fell in front of him, and the wine splashed out, wetting his clothes. “Drink!”

Mo Xiuyao, “…”

“Drink it…” Song Zhi urged.

Mo Xiuyao’s mouth twitched and he took the cup. “It seems that I have overestimated your alcohol tolerance.”

Song Zhi sniffed and her eyes were a little red. “Why am I so unlucky…”

It was fine if she did not speak, but once she opened her drunk mouth, it was hard to stop. “I’ve been a good person since I was a child. When I was in school, I helped an old lady cross the road. After I started working, I donated money to charity when I had nothing to do. I’m good-looking, and everyone likes me and wants to be friends with me. Tell me, why does bad luck always befall good people? Why did I get hit by a drunk driver as I crossed the road? Also, why didn’t I die on the spot? I broke all my bones and was in a vegetative state in the hospital. I laid in bed for more than a year and relied on a ventilator to maintain my life. I laid down for so long that my back was almost rotten.”

“Although I couldn’t open my eyes at that time, I knew everything that was happening. I knew how many stitches the doctor gave me and where the skin was cut. There were several times when I wanted to get up and pull out my own oxygen tube. It was too painful. I was clearly in a vegetative state, so why was it still so painful? I really wanted to die at that time… But I suddenly appeared here, suddenly had a new life, a new healthy body. Do you know how I felt? I’m so happy, very happy. Even if I can only live for 30 days, I can’t help but be happy. It’s great that I don’t have to go to the operating room every now and then, and it’s great that I don’t have to wait for death on the bed, but why can I only live for 30 days…? I want to live so much, so why can I only live for 30 days…”

Song Zhi was already sobbing at the end of her sentence. Mo Xiuyao looked at her calmly, and she did not know how much he had heard. Song Zhi’s nose was red and she looked at Mo Xiuyao with tears in her eyes. “Sir Demon Lord, I’m already starting to hurt. Before I die, I still have a few words I want to say to you.”

“Speak,” he said.

Mo Xiuyao looked up and met her eyes. Song Zhi bit the corner of her mouth and looked at him for a long time before she choked and said, “You’re the worst of the worst rotten person I’ve ever seen.”

Mo Xiuyao, “…”