There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Li Lingge couldn't help but widen his eyes. Could his soul return to his body?

"I've been dead for three years—"

Once a person dies, the most he can do is take over the body of a living person. I have never heard of anyone being able to come back to life.

Yun Yourong raised his chin with a hint of pride.

"Your sister-in-law has been keeping your physical body well preserved for you."

"stop!"

Li Lingge was just about to speak when there was a sudden noise outside the carriage.

boom!

Then, the car window shook violently, and there was suddenly an extra person in the car.

At this moment, the space inside the car suddenly became quiet.

Li Lingge tilted his head and looked up and down at the person who suddenly broke into the carriage. To be precise, it should be a demonic soul.

He was not unfamiliar with the demon soul in front of him, one of the four demon generals of the Demon Cult.

At that time, the Netherworld Lamp broke into his sea of ​​consciousness among the saint’s ruins.

Youmingdeng obviously recognized Li Lingge, and he glanced at Yun Yourong who fell into the carriage.

Having suffered a loss at the hands of Li Lingge once, he quickly made up his mind.

The Netherworld Lamp swooped down to Yun Yourong's side. At the same time, the demonic energy condensed into a black dagger and pressed against Yun Yourong's throat.

He stared at Li Lingge in front of him warily.

"Take me away, or—"

Li Lingge: (O_o)??

"How about otherwise?"

Ok?

Youmingdeng tightened the dagger in his hand, wondering in his heart: Why is this kid not afraid at all?

"Otherwise, I—"

Before he could finish his words, the dagger condensed with demonic energy in Youmingdeng's hand suddenly shattered.

Before he could react to what was happening, he felt a flash before his eyes and his back hit the car heavily.

squeak!

The carriage was hit by his fat body and made a sound of wood rubbing against each other, as it could not bear the weight.

The Nether Light looked at Yun Yourong in the carriage as if he were a monster. There was also an expert? !

After seeing the Demon Lord in Li Lingge's sea of ​​consciousness, he already had a shadow in his heart towards Li Lingge.

But he didn't expect that the beautiful woman in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than him.

"Big Brother!"

At this moment, Qiu Yuebai's voice came from outside the window.

Li Lingge opened a crack and saw Qiu Yuebai and a team of Qilin Guards standing on the street outside the window, surrounding his carriage.

"Junior sister, what are you doing?"

Yun Yourong glanced into the carriage through the gap.

"Big Brother, the Qilin Guard just found the Netherworld Lamp of the Demon Cult on the street. He may have boarded your carriage."

Inside the carriage, Youmingdeng had already knelt down, silently begging for mercy from Li Lingge.

The reason why he jumped onto the carriage was to escape Qiu Yuebai's pursuit.

If it was just Qilin, he would not be afraid at all.

But as luck would have it, he happened to run into Qiu Yuebai. This woman's sword was too powerful.

Moreover, this happened in the capital. If the matter got out of hand, he would have no way of escaping.

Li Lingge spoke calmly.

"The man you are talking about is not in my carriage."

Qiu Yuebai seemed to have thought of something and immediately transmitted the message.

"Big Brother, if you feel threatened, just blink."

Li Lingge: …

"If you don't believe me, you can come up and search for yourself."

As soon as these words were spoken, most of Qiu Yuebai's doubts were dispelled.

However, for the sake of her senior brother, she had to be cautious.

Just when Youmingdeng thought he had escaped, the door of the carriage suddenly opened.

Qiu Yuebai was about to draw his sword, but looked at Li Lingge with some confusion.

Then, she seemed not to notice the Nether Light huddled in the corner. She closed the door of the carriage and gave instructions to the Qilin Guards on the street.

"He is not in the car. Keep searching and make sure to find this evil guy."

Qiu Yuebai did not leave, but sat down outside the carriage and followed the carriage back to Prince Wei's Mansion.

The Nether Lamp seemed to have accepted its fate and hung its fat head.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

He is not a fool. He knows that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Li Lingge must have some purpose in keeping him here.

Li Lingge was a little curious.

"I haven't seen you for three years. How come you look so miserable?"

Upon hearing this, Youmingdeng let out a long sigh.

"My possession of Sikong Lei's body has been discovered. That old immortal from the Si family has planted a lightning mark on my demon soul. I can no longer possess anyone else's body."

If the Si family had not been chasing him relentlessly, he would not have been discovered by the Qilin Guards.

Li Lingge didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at Yun Yourong beside him.

"Sister-in-law, is there any way to make him obedient?"

Youmingdeng's eyes widened, not showing any demeanor of a demon cult general, and he immediately begged for mercy.

"I will definitely obey you. I will do whatever you want me to do—"

However, before he could finish his words, Yun Yourong pointed at him.

Soon, he discovered that there seemed to be an extra mark in the demon soul.

"what did you do to me?"

Yun Yourong said calmly.

"I have already planted the Soul Devouring Curse in his body. If he doesn't obey, I can destroy him with just a thought."

The fat on Youmingdeng's face trembled, and he squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"What a vicious woman!"

"What did you say?" Yun Yourong glanced at him coldly.

"I say..." Youmingdeng immediately put on an extremely flattering smile, "Just tell me what you need."

He is not a coward, but a man who knows the times!

"What I want you to do is very simple. I will let you go after you finish it." Li Lingge leaned close to Youming Deng's ear and whispered a few words, then asked, "Understand?"

Nether Lamp blinked, and the handsome young man in the Tianshu Secret Realm appeared in his mind - Chu Feng.

"It's that simple?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 126 Di Ying's Feet

Night banquet at the palace.

Qinghuan's eyes were rolling around and she could hardly speak.

Whatever she likes to eat, she likes to eat!

This was Li Lingge's first time experiencing eating in spirit form, and he suddenly thought of the Nympho Sword Spirit.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask, but held back.

Asking another woman in front of four women was obviously not a good idea.

Di Ying was much more well-behaved. This was her first time to sit at the same table with the eldest lady, so she was very careful every time she picked up her chopsticks.

As if noticing her reservedness, Li Lingge picked up a braised lion's head and put it in her bowl.

"There's still a lot to do later, so eat more."

Di Ying blinked and waited for what was to come.

After what happened that night three years ago, she felt more and more useless and unable to protect the people she wanted to protect.

However, no matter how hard she tried in the past three years, her cultivation had almost stagnated.

Moreover, although she survived, the knife attack three years ago left a hideous scar on her chest.

Very ugly, very ugly... so ugly that she felt like a defective product.

Just like a clay bowl fired in an earthen kiln, it is out of place when placed next to exquisite official kiln porcelain.

Now there is a gap on the rim of the earthenware bowl, making it look even more broken.

After waiting for a long while, Li Lingge didn't say what he wanted to do.

Di Ying couldn't suppress his curiosity, but was afraid of being impolite when asking.

She mustered up her courage and quietly stepped forward on tiptoe.

Soon, Li Lingge, who was chatting with Qinghuan, felt the touch of his toes.

Sensing the corresponding direction, he glanced at Di Ying out of the corner of his eye.

Di Ying didn't make any unnecessary movements, but just looked at him asking: What's going on?

However, Li Lingge seemed not to have seen it and did not make any response.

Di Ying glanced secretly at the people sitting at the dinner table and decided to be bolder.

take--

Li Lingge's legs shook subconsciously because the reflex area near his knee had just been kicked.

Then, he was rubbed on the leg by someone's foot.

Li Lingge continued chatting with Qinghuan calmly, asking about what had happened in the past three years.

In the past three years, Qiu Yuebai was either in seclusion or challenging Chen Xiufeng. He hadn't been to the Supervisory Council for a long time, so he didn't know much about what was happening in the outside world.

Yun Yourong had been chasing after the old bastard in the academy, and had almost cut off contact with the outside world.

Li Lingge could only ask Qinghuan, the little girl whose eyes were only focused on food, what had happened during this period.

The next moment, his seemingly relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and his legs clenched tightly like a trap.

A small foot wearing Dengyun shoes struggled between his knees, but could not escape.

Di Ying's shoulders shook violently like a frightened rabbit, and the lion's head on her chopsticks fell back into the bowl.

On the side, Qiuyuebai looked puzzled.

"what happened to you?"

Di Ying forced himself to calm down and shook his head quickly.

Then he lowered his head and gnawed on the lion's head in silence.