From the Demon to Become a Slave: The First Divine Beast Demon Concubine

Chapter 318 The fifth day of the seven days (1)

"Just go, Chinchilla, wait for me here for a while, and I'll bring you something delicious when I come back~" Qiaoxia is in a particularly good mood, not only can she go out for a walk, but she can also play. Good job!
"Go." Chinchilla nodded, closed his eyes, and rested peacefully.

In Plague Village, Daxiantong hid furtively in the haystack. Although he thought it would be good to write the words on the bamboo slips, but as he got closer to Plague Village, he became more afraid.

Sensing movement in the haystack, Sanskrit used magic to lift the haystack away, and saw a child hiding inside: "Who are you?"

"I... that... I..." Da Xiantong hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"What's going on?" After Mang Gu comforted Chongxue to sleep, he heard movement outside and came out to have a look.

"I'm just... just here to deliver things." Da Xiantong always thought that Manggu was scary, and people he didn't know very well always had a cold face, making people afraid to approach him.

give something?Mang Gu hurried to Da Xiantong's side, stroked his head and asked, "Has the Supreme Lord found a cure for the plague?"

Da Xiantong nodded. Anyway, he didn't know what was written on it. Since the master asked him to send it, it must be right.

"Where are the things?" Sanskrit asked happily. It seems that the plague will be stopped soon.

Da Xiantong pointed to his head mechanically, and said in a low voice, "I have memorized it, do you have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone? I'll just write them down."

Manggu was glad that he did not pluck off the big fairy boy's head impulsively, and used magic to transform the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and handed it to him.

Da Xiantong spread the paper on the ground, wrote down the contents of the bamboo slips from memory, picked up the paper that was not yet dry, handed it to Mang Gu, and said: "The original bamboo slips were captured by the monster. It’s a lie, I wrote this from memory.”

After reading it carefully, Manggu handed the paper to Sanskrit and said, "Okay, we already know, you can go back."

"Hey, that... can you not tell my master? If the master finds out, he will definitely blame me..." Da Xiantong stood where he was, begging in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Mang Gu opened the door without looking back, and walked in.

Chongxue's even breathing made him unable to bear to wake her up, the closer she got to the seven-day agreement, the more restless she would be, and even the slightest noise could wake her up.He could only use some small spells to hypnotize her, so that she could sleep more peacefully.

A drop of blood from the apex of my heart?If the knife is not handled correctly, the knife will pierce the heart, so... if the force is not strong enough, the first drop of blood flowing from the apex of the heart cannot be taken, and the water source will not be restored.

Moreover, the wound at the apex of the heart is particularly difficult to heal, what should I do?

Sanskrit stood outside the door and hadn't heard Manggu and Chongxue speak for a long time, did he plan not to speak?
"Mozun, we don't have much time left, you can't hesitate anymore."

"You have nothing to do here, step back." Mang Gu said coldly, holding Chongxue's hand tightly.He knew that if he told her about it, she would be desperate.And he was afraid of her selflessness.

Floating House suddenly looked like a ghost, passed through the wall, stood behind Mang Gu, and said in a secret language that only the two of them could hear: "If you don't tell her, she will hate you for the rest of her life."

"I don't know what to say. What should I do if something happens to her? Waiting for her for thousands of years or ten thousand years? Waiting is always long. It can hit you again and again without any response. Into the abyss of eternal doom, I'm tired, all I want is the present, do you understand?" After Mang Gu finished speaking, he buried his face in Chongxue's arm, and a drop of crystal clear tears fell on her arm On the bed, she felt cold, but she didn't wake up, turned over uncomfortably, and continued to fall asleep.

(End of this chapter)