King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 149 But I'm Itchy
"Why did you kill Ke Jiaojiao?"

"Ke Jiaojiao is not only a tomb robber, but also a human trafficker." He helped the patient on the bed twist the quilt, and continued, "If she finds this place, I don't know if I can protect it alone. everyone."

Han Yujue learned from Hua Xunxiang's narration that after he discovered that Ke Jiaojiao and her party planned to hunt for treasure near Crescent City in Nansha Kingdom, he planned to use the mechanism found in Ghost Banquet City to let Ke Jiaojiao and the others completely disappeared from this world.

"Well, thank you for curing Alicia."

The woman who brought them into the village was called Adele. She had just gone out for a while, and now she walked back into the room, holding a basket of raisins in her hand and handing it to Han Yujue.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Han Yujue grabbed a handful of raisins and stuffed them into his mouth, puffing his cheeks and said, "Mmmm... nothing..."

Murong Che helplessly touched her little head, and brushed a few grains of dust from her black hair.

She shot too quickly, and he wanted to test the ingredients of these raisins again, whether they contained toxins before giving them to her...

Hua Xunxiang smiled and said: "If you are not in a hurry, you can take a rest in the village first. You have been busy hunting for treasures, I am afraid you have not had time to appreciate the real desert scenery. It would be a pity to leave like this."

So, the group accepted Hua Xunxiang's proposal.

There is also an orchard in the village, and Han Yujue released Xiaoqi to catch apples.

She sat under the tree, ate raisins, and drank nectar and jade dew.

Although there is no barking of chickens or barking of dogs, it seems a bit more desolate, but the solitary smoke in the desert here is also a kind of artistic conception.

In the setting sun of the long river, men farm and women weave, there is peace...

That's right, she ordered Murong Che to go to work.

Since this village is full of girls, even if Murong Che is a guest, he can't just sit around and enjoy the blessings. Of course he has to help the girls with work!

Mo Qingyan also took the initiative to help harvest some grapes.

As for Han Yujue, he just needs to be in charge of walking the dog.

"This apple is tricky!"

With a cry, Xiao Qi knocked the apple away.

"Did it leave you with a psychological shadow last time? It just wants you to learn a lesson, screaming and jumping around regardless of the situation, and almost killed you, you know?"

Han Yujue took the apple and threw it at Xiaoqi viciously, knocking it upside down.

In Ghost Feast City, Xiao Qi turned into an apple and bit the human skull. If it was her, it would probably leave a shadow, and she would never want to eat apples again in this life.

"You always call me out suddenly and push me back suddenly, how do I know what's going on with you..."

Xiaoqi muttered, and then poked the apple with his little hoof, and after finding nothing unusual, he still happily gnawed on it.

"Master, what is this?"

A little elf suddenly flew out from behind Han Yujue and circled around Xiaoqi several times.

Xiao Qi jerked her body, bit an apple and jumped onto Han Yujue's lap, "Where did the elf come from?"

Han Yujue stroked its antlers, "At least you have some knowledge to know that this is an elf."

"Hmph, of course, I know everything..."

"Okay, okay." Han Yujue greeted the elf Lucia, "This is a unicorn, referred to as a dog."

"Lucia understands, it's a dog."

"Oh! How did you understand!"

After Xiao Qi gnawed the apple until only the core remained, he jumped up and jumped at the elf.

"Hee hee hee~" The little elf let out a shrill laugh, spinning and flying in the air.

Han Yujue looked at the unicorns and elves playing in front of him, and silently wondered if he could collect another strange species. This time, he must subdue one with stronger attack power...

The yellow sand covering the sun is gone, replaced by a sky full of stars.

The night wind is blowing, compared with the heat and dryness during the day, the desert at night seems to have entered winter in an instant, and it is extremely cold.

"Among the flying snow, far away, I pray in my dream, I wish you eternal peace..."

The ethereal singing sound like drizzle on the empty mountain came faintly.

While reciting softly, Han Yujue felt as if he was once again in a vast expanse of white snow, and the crystal clear hexagonal snowflakes were falling, falling on her eyelashes and on the tips of her hair.

"... Shall we build a snow house here?"

A gentle voice sounded behind him.

It seems to have a little hope, but also contains a lot of helplessness, it seems far but near.

snow House?

I heard that although the snow house is made of ice and snow, it will be warmer inside than in the south on a sunny day...

Maybe a good offer.

But what about when she craves barbecue?
Will it melt down the house? ...

The rabbit on the snow mountain, I heard it is very delicious.

Ah……

Suddenly, Han Yujue's calf twitched and he woke up from the dream.

The elf's song still echoed, but it was replaced by another, more cheerful carol.

When I opened my eyes, it was still an orchard with a sweet smell under the night.

There is dust and sand floating in the air, not goose feathers and snow.

Only then did she realize that she was sleeping soundly in someone's arms just now, with a cotton blanket covering her body.

"you're awake."

Murong Che noticed Han Yujue's small movements, and lifted the cotton blanket up again.

Han Yujue was still in a daze, and said, "Rabbit..."

"what?"

"Ah... nothing."

Han Yujue finally woke up.

Murong Che said softly: "Who did you dream about?"

"Who?...I didn't dream of anyone."

She didn't lie, she just heard the voice in her dream, and she didn't really meet anyone...

"...Is it cold?"

"not cold."

Han Yujue changed to a more comfortable position, and directly used Murong Che as a human-shaped mattress.

Although his tall body was a bit strong, it was warm and comfortable to lie down on.

Murong Che let out a low snort, and whispered in Han Yujue's ear in a charming voice, "Little girl, you'd better not move around."

Han Yujue blushed, "Don't move around, behave yourself, or you'll go back to the room and sleep with Mo Qingyan in your arms."

Murong Che was speechless, although Mo Qingyan was beautiful, but if he sleeps with a big man in his arms, forget it.

But the person he loves the most is nestled in his arms, how can he be calm?
Gently caressing her leg, the fingertips across the delicate and jade-like skin.

"Murong Che, take your hand away."

"I'll tickle you, isn't that a rule?"

"I don't itch!"

Murong Che chuckled, took Han Yujue's little hand and placed it on his lap, "But I'm a little itchy."

Han Yujue blushed, grabbed Murong Che's leg indiscriminately, and stood up wrapped in a blanket, "It seems that there are many insects here, go back to the room!"

"Okay." Murong Che was still reminiscing about the touch of his little hand just now.

Han Yujue walked a few steps, then turned around and asked, "Where are we going next?"

Murong Che thought for a while, "Xi Jing."

(End of this chapter)