Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

It is full of herbs, and there are several bottles of relatively ordinary-looking potions.

"There are antipyretics, wind-cold medicine, and some antidotes in it... you, take them all away."

"Put it beside me."

Luo Ning raised his chin, motioning for the woman to move over.

The woman quickly bowed her body to do so.

Her appearance was somewhat similar to the 'captive' man in Luo Ning's hands.

Probably mother-child relationship.But Luo Ning didn't care.

After the woman brought the box over, Luo Ning let go of the dagger, kicked the man forcefully, and kicked him over.

Streams of blood dripped all over the floor.

The knife edge was only submerged by a quarter, so it should still be saved.

Whether it can be saved or not is none of Luo Ning's business.

Anyway, he's a villain.

Bowing down to put the wooden box in the crook of his arms, Luo Ning turned around and was about to leave.

"call out--!"

He heard a faint sound of breaking wind, coming from behind his head.

Turning his head slightly, Luo Ning escaped the sneak attack.

What came was a flaming arrow.

Arrows are tiny pieces of wood with a flame burning at the tip.

Luo Ning bent down to pick up the arrow that had been stuck in the ground.

He reached out and touched the tip of the arrow, and glanced back.

It should have been shot from the upstairs of another house not far away.

There was a woman holding a bow and arrow, and the bow was full of thin arrows.

The next moment, the triangle in front of the arrow burned with flames.

The arrow in Luo Ning's hand was not warm.

That is to say...

It was a fire magic.

But it is very low-level, and it can barely ignite the tip of the arrow.

However, for Luo Ning, it was enough.

"call out--!"

Another arrow flew straight towards Luo Ning.

Its accuracy was very low, and it was impossible to accurately hit Luo Ning's vital parts.

However, Luo Ning took the initiative to move his footsteps. He took out a book from his arms, and even took the initiative to use the book to block the flame arrow.

The corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

Like a bad guy who does all kinds of evil.

With a "snap", the arrow burning with magic flames pierced the magic book.

The sleeping magic book instantly woke up.

It floated up autonomously, and the pages of the book flipped.

Luo Ning looked up, not thinking of stopping it at all.

For the element of fire, it corresponds to... water.

"Boom...!"

The ground was shaking, and the already loose rocky mountain was crumbling. Huge rocks broke away from the mountain and fell, smashing deeply into the wet ground.

Luo Ning grabbed the corner of Leviathan's Song and dragged the suspended books back together.

The herbs have already been obtained, there is no need to stay.

The villagers looked at each other and glanced at each other. Even though they didn't know what to say, the feeling of fear still covered their anger, making them afraid.

They just saw a magic circle emitting a strange blue light floating on the book in the adventurer's hand.

The next moment, a jet of water burst out from the ground.

One column, two columns.

Soon, countless amounts of water sprayed out from the ground, reflecting the black raindrops from the sky.

The land they lived on was washed with dense holes like a sieve by the water column, like the anger of the underground river.

The water columns converged and completely engulfed this specific area.

It was as if it had been put into a huge square water tank, and every plant and tree in it was soaked in water.

The water swirls like a tornado, and the inside is so cloudy that nothing can be seen clearly.

The magic didn't last long. After Luo Ning left, it stopped because the magic power supply was cut off.

The house is no longer there, and whether the people inside are dead or alive depends on luck.

243 drizzle

Luo Ning carried Milia on his back and carried a wooden box in his hand.

After stepping into the bush forest, he was in no hurry to move forward.

Instead, he helped Milia and let her sit down against a big tree.

Luo Ning took off his coat and cloak, and placed it under Milia's body to make her sit more comfortably.

There was still rain dripping from the sky.

The momentum of the black rain has decreased a lot, replaced by some fine clear rain.

It was probably the rain that fell from the jet of water just now.

"You don't move yet."

Seeing that Milia wanted to get up, Luo Ning quickly put his hands on her shoulders to stop her.

Luo Ning opened the wooden box, and various strange-looking herbs were displayed inside.

He asked Milia: "What things can be used, you tell me."

Luo Ning's tone was a little anxious, but relatively harsh.

After meeting Milia's soft eyes, he softened his voice again.

"I don't recognize it...you have to tell me."

"It's all my fault, Luo Ning..."

Miria's voice was thin, with a strong nasal voice.

Self-blame and annoyance, these emotions will always accompany her, but Milia has always been a lively girl who can quickly recover from negative emotions.

Only this time, she was a little too sad.

The sadness was not the herdsmen scolding her, but... she asked her kind little apprentice to pull out a sharp weapon and point it at the helpless villagers.

Miria doesn't want to think about what is good and evil, right and wrong.

All she knew was that when Luo Ning cut open the skin of the man's neck with the dagger, his hands actually trembled a little.

This is probably the first time he 'killed' someone...

for her.

"Sorry……"

Blame her.

Her rough fate in this life, the fate of 'something bad happens'.

"Don't talk stupidly, tell me what medicine can be used first."

Luo Ning lifted the wooden box at an angle and showed it to Milia.

Milia shook her head.

"I don't know, I can't see clearly..."

Luo Ning immediately judged that Milia's eyes had been infected by the virus.

But when he looked up at Milia's face, he found that her vision was blurred by tears.

Luo Ning raised his hand to wipe away those tears.

After that, he retracted his arms and wrapped them around Milia's soft waist.

He held Miria gently in his arms.

Luo Ning was a little at a loss now, he was too flustered.

But this panic will only make Milia more uneasy.

So he simply let go of his anxiety and hugged her gently.

Sure enough, Miria's anxiety gradually calmed down in the hug.

Her breathing was very light and slow, and her chest rose and fell with her soft chest.

"Lonin..."

Her voice was a little crying, her body was trembling, her fingers were cold, but her body was extremely hot.

"It's okay, don't blame yourself."

Luo Ning hugged her and coaxed her softly.

"It's my fault, you blame me."

"Why are you to blame...you have done so much." Milia put her chin on Luo Ning's shoulder, her voice was thin.

"You too," Luo Ning patted her back, stroking her palms down the cherry-colored long hair.

Again and again, the anxious mood of the two of them was calmed down.

"You've done a lot, worked hard...so don't beat yourself up."

"People can't make everyone happy, but they can have a clear conscience. You've done a good job, Milia, if you let the white dragon go out to do evil, it will destroy more villages and frighten many mountain birds Beast, you just freed it in advance, and the black rain that fell has no effect on humans, so you are not wrong, Milia."

"It's just that those villagers are too bad and selfish. They put their ignorance and fear on your head."

Luo Ning coaxed her one after another.

The gentle voice caused ripples in Milia's heart.

"Are they all... dead?"

"I don't know, it depends on fate."

Luo Ning replied softly.

Although Miria will show no mercy to her enemies, her nature is always kind.

No matter how ugly those villagers were, Milia still couldn't regard ordinary people like them as enemies that had to be killed.

"Does Miria want them dead?"

"do not know."

Milia just shook her head, her cherry-pink long hair rubbing against Luo Ning's shoulder.

She bit her red lip and remained silent for a long time.

Neither justice nor evil is absolute, and Milia knew that Luo Ning only made the most decisive decision from his standpoint... all of this was to save her.

Cutting open the enemy's blood vessels with a sharp weapon is easier to stimulate people's senses than using magic to bombard them indiscriminately.