The Demon-Like Lover of the Playful Lord

"I must do this."

She couldn't wait for a year, let alone a hundred years. In this life, she didn't want to make tears again. This kind of life is too sad.

Ye Jingrong didn't say anything to Mu Changanduo anymore, she got up and went to bed to rest. Mu Changan was lying in the potion, and the acrid smell made her unable to sleep at all.

Ye Jingrong was scolded fiercely in her heart. This prince is too foolish, so why can't he develop a little virtue of helping others, and talk to her about the conditions of her handy work.

The next day, Ye Jingrong poured her out, and Mu Changan was dumbfounded, and he actually became much fatter. Was all the potion absorbed by her?

Ye Jingrong was so pleased that he had tried it, but he didn't expect it to be really useful. "It really is a bead of psychic spirit, a small bead, and it's up to you."

"I will not disappoint Wang."

Ye Jingrong also seemed to suspect that she was taking too little potion, and continued to throw her in the potion, only to return when it was dark. At that time, Mu Changan was countless times the size of the previous one. It's almost sucked, she can still use it as a sponge, it's really good.

Ye Jingrong was followed by a young man in a gray shirt, expressionless, with dark skin and a tough outline.

"Take the wind and bring things up."

"Yes, Lord."

Soon the man named Chengfeng brought a basin of meat, which was a basin of fresh and **** pork. Mu Changan was completely stupid, wasn't he human? How could a person eat this kind of fresh meat? She suspected that it wasn't anyone who saved her.

Mu Chang'an was still in a daze, and Ye Jingrong had thrown her into this pot of meat. She was originally transparent, and she could not distinguish it in the meat.

Gosh, she wants to vomit, that's raw meat.

"Master, please make it clear first. What exactly did you save me from? How can people eat raw meat?"

"After poisoning the monster, I just eat these things."

Even if you only eat these things, this is too much! There are at least a dozen pounds of meat here. She can't imagine what kind of person she would be if she eats a dozen pounds of meat at a meal. Does this raise Tibetan mastiff?

"Little beads, you are dead, he can't hurt you, so don't be afraid."

Isn't she afraid, is she disgusting? Is she so disgusted that she can't even vomit, and she will become a person in the future. It will be awful to have a chance to find a night view.

Ye Jingrong didn't delay, she had already lifted her leg and walked, holding the basin by the wind, and soon followed.

Ye Jingrong walked into a room, twisted the switch on the wall, and the wall moved away. There were descending steps inside. It was very dark. Someone lit the oil lamp on the wall immediately and went in.

Mu Changan stiffened around for a while, the steps were very narrow, only one person could pass, but the inside was very large, nothing was placed, very empty, there was a large iron cage in the middle, and it should not be iron, visually Sitting alone, she finally saw the person she was trying to save, no wonder no one could approach him.

That man's clothes were all blood, his hair was scattered, and he looked like a young man, but his face was too dark, his eyes were red, he kept screaming, his face was pale, or he was kind of fiery. There are actually fangs in my mouth, oh my god, has this turned into a zombie?

After hearing his howl, Mu Chang'an couldn't help shrinking. Fortunately, she was not human now, otherwise she was really afraid of what kind of poison was in it, which would make people like this.

Seeing them approaching, the man inside became more and more irritable, constantly hitting the iron cage, opening his blood, as if trying to swallow them alive, Mu Changan always felt that he would knock the iron cage away. In the same way, when she remembered that she would be eaten by him for a while, she had a feeling of being unlovable.

"Shaoling, I'm here to see you. Hungry, we should eat."

At night, his eyes were very gentle and his tone was very gentle, as if he was very familiar with the man inside. Then he placed the basin on the ground by the wind. I do n’t know what was pressed. It was dark. By the time I opened my eyes again, the pot had reached the cage.

Jiang Shaoling rushed over, grabbing the meat in the bowl and sending it to his mouth in excitement.

At this moment, Mu Changan's heart collapsed, and this small body could not sustain so much.

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