She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 187

The demon lord, Tai Shuci, was pissed off, and he only cheated for a meal, but lost his favorite "juice" that he had saved for hundreds of years.

Hua Rong looked at the direction he was leaving, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and asked Zhou Ling:
"What did he say? Lingling tell me, I can explain"

what is it
Zhou Ling's mind was shaken by the secret words, and the tip of her tongue was bitten and bleeding.

But she took a sip of the magic juice calmly, swallowing the bloody smell in her mouth.

He said indifferently: "The blood of the demon king can restore my memory."

Huarong's aura immediately became heavier, almost subconsciously, he dropped a piece of Lingshi, packed Zhou Ling together and disappeared on the seat.

Xiao Er, who had just gone upstairs, saw all this movement, and was so frightened that his tail came out behind him, fluffy and fluffy.

"Lingling King!"

After wiping off his sweat, he put away his things and ran like crazy to the shopkeeper on the first floor.

In an instant, Zhou Ling was taken into an alley with no one around.

Hua Rong clenched his fists, his nose was sweating, and his face turned pale and red.

Nervous and at a loss, Zhou Ling was completely enveloped by her tall figure.

"Lingling, no, that one remembers that one"

how to explain
Done
The hostility was rampant in his body, seeing Zhou Ling smiling at himself, he was really going crazy!
The more she laughed like this, the faster his heart beat and the more flustered he became.

Zhou Ling smiled softly: "I don't mind that I died once because of you. Even if I wanted to get my memory back, I let go when I knew there was no hope. Now I find that it was you who didn't want me to remember .”

Zhou Ling smiled and stepped back.

Huarong's breathing was messed up, the end of his eyes turned red quickly, and he stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Ling's arm.

He was "slapped" by Zhou Ling.

"I want to be alone"

Step forward, the brilliance flashed, and the speed was three times the usual speed.

Hua Rong chased after him without hesitation for a second.

Follow closely.

I was so anxious that I could only grit my teeth and endure it. The distance control was just right to prevent Zhou Ling from getting more angry.

With a slender figure, after removing the phantom, he was dressed in a white and spotless long-sleeved robe, which set off his waveless face like the cold ice all over the ground.

At this time, the black eyes seemed to be condensed with ice and snow, and the corners of the mouth were cold.

Zhou Ling was very angry, not the kind of anger that Hua Rong was messing around with a few days ago.

It is a great physical and mental exhaustion.

She was a little tired, she just wanted to become stronger now, and no longer wondered what Hua Rong was hiding from her.

The relationship was unequal from the start.

I don't have any memories, but I rely on him in my bones, love his closeness, and know him as well as my family.

Now it turns out that he doesn't intend to restore his memory at all.

Is it because of fear?
Afraid that he would feel the scene of being burned alive again because of him?

In fact, she is not afraid.

She had had those nightmares several times, and she had experienced them several times.

Zhou Ling is very firm in this relationship, but suddenly she doesn't know how to deal with a paranoid boyfriend who is a little nervous.

She wanders around, not knowing what to do in this world.

Everything about her seemed to be controlled by Huarong invisibly.

Big enough to practice, her memory.Small enough to eat and sleep every day.
This feeling is really bad.

Zhou Ling didn't care whether Hua Rong followed or not, she completely ignored him, and returned to Zhenbao Pavilion again after a day.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Ling came out with a slender scroll.

Hua Rong still followed Zhou Ling from a distance, and frowned slightly after seeing the mission roll in her hand.

What Zhou Ling received was not the monthly task of Zhenbao Pavilion, but the most common bounty task.

She asked for an intermediate assignment.

　Zhou Ling: I want to become stronger, I want to go home, this world is terrible, I seem to be mentally handicapped!
　　Old Mother Wine: Calm down, he is also for your own good.
　　Zhou Ling: I don’t listen, I don’t listen!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)