Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

But she is a succubus... That race full of desire can actually fall asleep in front of the opposite sex in seconds.

"It's not playing hard to get..."

Luo Ning murmured, slightly suspicious.

He simply put his finger on Lilith's lips.

Human flesh is a natural food for demons, not to mention that this finger belongs to Luo Ning.

You know, Luo Ning has always been Lilith's sweetheart who can drive Lilith crazy, she has no resistance to Luo Ning, succubus is a species controlled by hormones, the body of her beloved is her antidote and poison.

However, even Luo Ning put his hand into her mouth, Lilith was still unmoved.

"Hmm..." Lilith turned over, slapped Luo Ning's hand away, turned around with her plump buttocks, and pushed Luo Ning out.

Luo Ning, who was kicked out of the bed, was extremely helpless.

Can this woman really fall asleep? !

No matter how you think about it, it seems that the roles of the two have switched...

Luo Ning was still in a hurry, but seeing Lilith's sleeping face, now he couldn't bear to wake her up.

Luo Ning lightly released Lilith's restraint, and got up from the ground.

The campfire that was lit last night has been extinguished, and the clothes hanging by the fire are dry.

Luo Ning went to the river to wash his face, put on his clothes, and took out pieces of charcoal from his luggage and piled them together.

Without hay to support the combustion, the charcoal was not easy to ignite, and Luo Ning didn't bother to find flint and steel, so he simply took out the Song of Leviathan and threw a fireball.

The song of Leviathan was very powerful. With the movement of Luo Ning's thoughts, a huge fireball lit up the sky and burst out instantly.

After lighting the campfire, Luo Ning took out fish and beef skewers and grilled them by the fire.

There is no clock in the other world, and the time can only be estimated by the brightness of the sky.

The sun hasn't risen yet, but there is only a touch of white in the east. Luo Ning estimated that it is about five o'clock in the morning.

"Wow wow..."

Beside Luo Ning, the floating song of Leviathan turned the pages of the book, trying to get Luo Ning's attention.

Luo Ning took a bite of the dried fish and sneered.

"You still have the nerve to make a sound, but you didn't respond at all yesterday."

"Wow..."

Song of Leviathan shook his body, floated to Luo Ning's side, trying to rub Luo Ning's shoulder.

Luo Ning slapped it, smashing it to the ground.

"Do you not want to use it for me in that state, or are you simply afraid of me in that state?"

Luo Ning felt that he needed to find out the reason.

Since the Song of Leviathan is an artifact created by the Chuangshi God, it is understandable that it only listens to the Chuangshi God's words and does not want to listen to 'Luo Ji'.

"Wow wow..."

However, where an artifact can speak, the only response it can bring to Luo Ning is to turn the pages blindly.

There was a cool breeze from the pages of the book, Luo Ning sat cross-legged and looked up at it.

He stared at Leviathan's Song for a while, then spoke suspiciously.

"...You are not from the enemy's side, are you?"

"Woooooooo!!"

While it's really hard to get a book to express emotion, Song of Leviathan protests at this point.

It was refuting what Luo Ning said.

And the opened page stayed on a water magic.

The magic circle was activated, and two streams of water emerged from the left and right sides.

The water column is not big, only about the thickness of an arm, and the water is constantly gushing out.

It took Luo Ning a while to realize that the song of Leviathan was imitating the emotion of 'wailing'.

"..." Luo Ning looked at it a little speechlessly.

"Gorgeous."

In fact, Luo Ning is already in a tacit understanding with Song of Leviathan now, and it is not difficult for him to communicate with Song of Leviathan.

The difficulty lies in whether this guy is willing to communicate with himself.

After Luo Ning finished eating the fish in his hand, he was still unwilling to give up the question just now and continued to ask.

"So, do you not want to use 'me', or are you afraid of that 'me'?"

The Song of Leviathan hovered in front of him, seemingly thinking.

"If you don't want to use it for me, then keep the book on fire magic," Luo Ning said after a pause, "if you are afraid of me, then stay on water magic."

It's a great way to communicate.

Just like how Luo Ning made Levatin blink before.

Song of Leviathan thought for a while, and slowly turned the page.

Luo Ning stretched his head to look, and what he saw was a fire magic.

Don't want to use it for him?

Is it because of the conflict of godheads?

If the song of Leviathan was created by the Chuangshi God, so it only wants to be used by the Chuangshi God Godhead, then what happened to Luo Ning holding the sword of Nart to kill people in the state of "Luoji" before? What's going on?

The Nart Sword is also an artifact created by the Chuangshi God.

"Why don't you use it for me?" Luo Ning asked puzzled.

"It's because I don't know..."

When Luo Ning was speaking, the Leviathan song in front of him had already begun to turn pages.

This time the song of Leviathan stopped at water magic.

The faint blue light on the water magic circle illuminated Luo Ning's face.

Because the Song of Leviathan is afraid of him?

Luo Ji's godhead is so manic that even an artifact can be frightened? ?

Luo Ning was lost in thought.

He is deeply introspecting himself.

What the hell did he do to make such a terrifying guy appear in his body?

But the silver dragon Leviathan said he was Luo Ji.

For this reason, she even made up a bunch of stories to convince Luo Ning to believe her.

But how could Luo Ning trust this enemy.

Luo Ning has never been anyone, he can only be himself.

Even if [-]% of what Leviathan said is true, for Luo Ning, things without memory are considered as non-existent.

Luo Ning never wanted to pursue the so-called truth.

Who would pursue the illusory, even fabricated truth.

All he had to do was to restore Li Lulu's body to normal, and permanently press the black rain of the demon race to pause.

Other than that, it doesn't matter to him.

671 The Shame of the Succubus

Luo Nin took the Song of Leviathan and put it back in the fragments of the empty realm.

The campfire shone on his face, and the warm light made him lazy all over.

The sky has gradually brightened.

Dazzling flames danced in Luo Ning's eyes.

He stared at the flames for a while, felt his eyes sore, and rubbed them.

She did sleep well last night, but Luo Ning's mental state was not good.

The rubbed eyes may have been too hard, and the eyes were blurred, and it took a while to focus.

Luo Ning shook his head and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the corner of his eyes seemed to catch something.

He looked sideways and saw a... sticky, black substance swaying on the ground?

...Slime?

This kind of thing was regarded as a novice monster by Luo Ning, but it only appeared in front of him half a year after he came to this world.

Luo Ning knew that this thing was a puppet, a puppet controlled by the silver dragon Leviathan.

But... doesn't this kind of puppet only appear underground, why does it appear in this kind of place?

He is being followed?

Luo Ning raised his head in astonishment, his eyes flicked between the stream and the bushes.

In the woods, the crow's eyes are red, emitting a strange light in the dark tree shadows.

The vines of the old tree are swaying in the wind, and the strange-shaped branches are like poisonous snakes hanging from the treetops.

Farther away, among the mountains and forests, the dormant beasts gradually woke up, their wrinkled noses issued ferocious warning sounds, and their green pupils were full of strange colors.

Luo Ning stood up in surprise.

He was amazed at what he could see across the mountain.

hallucinations?

Or was that manic godhead waking up again without warning?

Luo Ning looked down at his arm.

On his arms, sharp dragon scales emerged from his flesh.

The scales exude a silvery light, shining brightly in this environment where the morning and evening change.

There were more and more scales, almost covering Luo Ning's entire arm.

Suddenly, on the face, neck, and outside of the calves, the scales of the silver dragon spread all over the body like a plague.

Luo Ning reached out to grab the scales, trying to snap the scales off with his hands.

However, when he touched those dragon scales, he found that his arms returned to normal.

Without scales, the boy's arms were strong and strong, covered with veins from tension and exertion.

"Gah-"

On the old tree with withered vines, the crow roared hoarsely.

The crow's nimble head turned sideways, as if looking down on Luo Ning from a strange angle, and those red pupils the size of rice grains clearly reflected Luo Ning's face.

The branches of the dead tree seemed to come alive, and the deadly poisonous snakes opened their terrifying fangs and rushed towards Luo Ning.

Luo Ning took half a step back, but still couldn't escape the entanglement of the poisonous snake.

"Gah!!"

The crow croaked and swooped down, the poisonous snake wrapped around Luo Ning's neck and wrist, and the silver dragon scales drilled out of his skin.

This should have been a scene of extreme fear, and it should have aroused the trembling in his heart.

Ke Luoning remained calm.

He was just a little surprised.