occult

Jiang Mohan never expected that there was actually a woman under that huge shell.

The woman has a beautiful face, her lower body is inside the shell, and her upper body is propped on the ground.

She has blue hair, all draped over her shoulders, with two pointed horns on her ears, and two fleshy horns on top of her head.

She stared at Jiang Mohan in a daze, unable to recover.

Jiang Mohan looked her up and down, frowning tightly.

"You are……"

"I am the smallest princess in this ocean. I just held an adult banquet today, but when I was going out to play, I was bitten by a scorpion and washed up on the beach. Please help me, I promise, I will surely repay you."

Jiang Mohan stared at the shells on her body.

His eyes were a little dim, and the shell was a little frightened for a moment.

She quickly explained, "Although I'm not a human being, I'm really not a bad person. I promise, as long as you save me today, I will give you whatever you need in the future."

Jiang Mohan knelt down and touched the shell, "I only want this shell."

Princess Shell nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll give it to you, but you have to help me find a kind of herb in the woods over there, only that herb can save my life."

"Need not."

As Jiang Mohan said, he raised his hand and put it on top of the shell, and a strong air flow passed her body.

Bei Ke was surprised for a moment, before he could say anything, a sharp pain came from under his body.

Shell frowned tightly, raised his head, and whimpered in pain.

A moment later, a jet of dark green venom flew out of her body, heading straight for Jiang Mohan's cheek.

Jiang Mohan stepped aside, and the dark green poison was sprayed on the ground.

In an instant, bursts of white smoke rose from the beach sprayed by the venom.

Jiang Mohan looked at the white smoke, narrowed his eyes, stood up and wiped his fingers.

"It's okay, you can go back, remember to leave the shells."

The woman looked deeply at Jiang Mohan and didn't move for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Mohan seemed to lose his patience. He frowned tightly and glanced at the woman lightly.

There was no warmth in that gaze, the woman shrank her neck and quickly looked away.

"Thank you."

She said thank you in a low voice, but her cheeks were a little blushing.

Where did Jiang Mohan notice this? He stared at the shell closely, as if he was afraid that the woman would run away with the shell.

The woman looked up at Jiang Mohan, then lowered her eyes and bit her lip, and came out of the shell without saying a word.

"Young master, why do you want shells?"

Jiang Mohan glanced at her, picked up the shells and walked towards the beach.

He walked to the beach, washed the shells, and then walked back with them.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman became anxious, she quickly took two steps forward, and followed closely behind Jiang Mohan.

"Thank you for saving my life today, my lord. I don't know who your surname is."

Jiang Mohan paused slightly, but still didn't speak, and disappeared by the seaside with the shells in his hand.

He didn't go back to the ground directly, but turned around in the woods before returning to the ground.

On the ground, Ye Linger was soundly asleep.

The first thing Jiang Mohan did was to check if she felt uncomfortable.

He checked it, and he was relieved to make sure that Ye Linger didn't feel any discomfort.

He remembered that there was a stream in the woods, and he carried the shells and birds to the stream, cleaned up the birds in two or three strokes, and then filled the shells with clean water before returning to the ground.

Ye Linger had a dream. She dreamed of the delicious chicken legs and the mouth-watering roast goose.

She couldn't help swallowing and smacking her lips.

On the side, Jiang Mohan looked at her with indescribable pampering in his eyes.

He rolled his eyes, lingered on Ye Linger and the broth for a while, took a sip of the broth, leaned over to Ye Linger's lips, and fed her the broth.

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, Ye Linger opened her mouth directly as if she was not enjoying herself.

The fire of desire in Jiang Mohan's body rose to the commanding heights again, his breath was stagnant, and he clenched his fists to try to control his desire.

Ye Ling'er had already endured too much, and could no longer bear another attack from him.

He backed away a little and waited quietly for her to wake up.

With no taste in her mouth, Ye Linger frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

Before she was fully awake, she kept sniffling.

so fragrant~
This is her only perception.

She searched for the scent, found the shells on the campfire, looked at the broth in the shells, her eyes lit up.

"smell good."

On the side, Jiang Mohan was extremely displeased.

He thought that when Ye Linger woke up, she must have talked to him and hugged him first.

but……

All she saw was the broth.

"Did you not see this king?"

Ye Ling'er didn't raise her head, "I see."

Jiang Mohan frowned even tighter, "Then..."

"Jiang Mohan, I'm so hungry."

The words in Jiang Mohan's mouth froze on his lips.

He sighed helplessly, served her a bowl of soup, and broke off a piece of meat for her.

"Eat quickly, this is the first time this king has made soup for someone, you'd better finish it."

Ye Linger rolled her eyes, but ignored him.

She took the soup and drank it in small sips.

Seeing her eating so delicately, Jiang Mohan frowned as if he was about to pinch a mosquito to death.

Ye Ling'er was also extremely hungry, she ate half of the whole bird, and she also ate a lot of fruit.

When Ye Linger was almost done eating, Jiang Mohan leaned over and pressed his face against her bowl.

"Now, are you full?"

Ye Ling'er didn't understand, "Yes."

"So, can you take a good look at this king?"

Ye Linger blinked, not understanding what Jiang Mohan said.

She looked at Jiang Mohan, blinked her eyes, and then said, "Is it all right?"

In an instant, a sense of frustration arises spontaneously.

Jiang Mohan was helpless.

He retracted his head, sat up straight, and looked at Ye Ling'er with a look of hatred.

Ye Ling'er was terrified by his gaze, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Jiang Mohan stopped talking and ignored her.

She tilted her head to look at the surrounding environment bored, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Am I poisoned?"

"Ah."

"This poison..."

When she said this, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes widened suddenly.

"We are still here! Still not going out? This flower is poisonous!"

"It's okay now. You should be poisoned because you smelled the scent of this flower, but the scent of the flower after I came down has no scent, so I wasn't poisoned."

Ye Linger nodded in understanding, and then her eyes widened in disbelief.

"So, I was the only one who was poisoned, but...you...I..."

Jiang Mohan raised his hand, put it to his lips and coughed twice, pretending to be calm.

"This king can't help it. This flower is very poisonous. If you don't detoxify it, you will only explode yourself to death."

Suddenly, Ye Ling'er felt that the person in front of her was a little untrustworthy.