Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"Gu Qing was just an ordinary person before, only her family background was a little better. What kind of capable people could she know who could heal souls?"

Secular research institutions?

impossible.

Even the most mysterious sword immortals would rarely possess such abilities. And even if they did, why would they allow two mortals to use such methods?

It's difficult anyway.

It always sounded unbelievable to her.

A severed limb can usually be reattached, but a soul can be healed... The only time she ever felt her soul being healed was in her lover's arms.

Well... what else can they do but admit it now? Hugging and kissing, whispering sweet nothings, what haven't they done?

Only one last step remains.

They had already decided in their hearts that they were lovers.

Every time she lay in his arms and was embraced by him, she always felt a warmth that came from the heart, as if her soul had been healed.

Why don't we try having Mingming heal the soul?

Haha, how could that be?

Xiaomei couldn't help but smile; the corners of her mouth kept turning up when she thought of him.

The tailor found it strange and asked—

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Xiaomei noticed her lapse in composure and quickly straightened herself up, her feet together, her knees slightly pink, her legs round and slender.

Pretending to be an elder in front of him, wearing flesh-colored stockings only attracted his attention more; her mature charm captivated him.

So I often wear stockings in front of him, but now that he can't see them, it's cooler to go bare-legged.

Actually, she still had some misunderstandings. Although Chen Ming said he liked her mature side, he was actually very loving, and of course he would also like such beautiful bare feet.

The tailor, his face resting on his hand, his dark gray hair hanging down, exuded mystery and restraint. His legs, clad in leather boots, were crossed as he spoke his mind—

"Actually, it's not impossible for the association to repair souls."

"Really?"

A look of surprise appeared in Xiaomei's pale eyes.

The tailor tapped his head with his index finger, gave a wry smile, and said—

"I suppose the Boss can do it."

"what……"

Isn't that the same as saying nothing at all?

Xiaomei didn't know what expression to make, and looked at the tailor with some trepidation. She knew that the tailor had been chasing the Boss for centuries, and this long game of hide-and-seek had revealed the tailor witch's obsession.

The tailor smiled and said—

"I actually encountered the Boss before."

"Really?"

"She cured me and then left, but she must be somewhere nearby, or at least still in this country."

The tailor placed his hands on his knees, his eyes narrowing slightly, and said—

"If Gu Qing wants to find someone to help her, it's pointless to think about who she can ask, but if she thinks about who can help her, then the scope immediately narrows down a lot."

"You mean, she might have gone to see the Boss?"

Xiao Mei suddenly realized that if she could really find the Boss and make her interested, it wouldn't be impossible for her to help. The Boss wasn't someone who cared about gains and losses; everything she did was for pleasure... which was actually even worse.

Thinking about the ability she had given her, Xiaomei couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression...

Anyway, she didn't have a good impression of the Boss.

I wouldn't say I dislike them.

After all, her wish was indeed fulfilled.

Xiaomei thought of her daughter, Mingming, and her family, and smiled slightly.

The tailor nodded and said—

"So now we need to find Gu Qing, maybe that's how we'll find the Boss."

The tailor's eyes were full of hope.

Xiaomei blinked and asked—

"...Sewing Machine Girl, may I ask what you plan to do after you find the Boss?"

The tailor was slightly taken aback, then looked somewhat bewildered... Finding the Boss had become her obsession; in all these long years, this was the only thing that had captured her heart.

After all, everything else will eventually fade away, but the Boss will always exist...

She lifted her booted legs, placed them on the edge of the chair, gently hugged her knees, pressed her face against them, and whispered—

"First, let's give each other a hug, maybe..."

After all, in her heart, Boss was the closest person to her.

Her wish was granted by the Boss, but then a new wish arose. It sounds like a fantasy, but actually she...

I wanted to become family with the boss.

……

……

Chen Ming looked at his dog.

Is this dog no longer worth keeping? Other people might cause trouble and then just ignore it, but this guy seems to be gleefully getting into trouble.

Who knows, maybe one day she'll dig a hole for him and he'll fall in, then he'll run around the hole happily, saying—

"Master has fallen into a pit! Master has fallen into a pit! Master has fallen into a pit!"

It's so vivid!

stomping on...

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor made Chen Ming look up at the doorway.

Lucifer walked in wearing a long black dress, her white hair flowing and elegant, and a pair of sharp high heels.

Chen Ming looked at his wife, blinked, and felt that Lucifer was a little different today, as if she had a stronger queenly aura.

Lucifer's red eyes looked over, saw him, smiled, and said—

"What's wrong?"

You look a little different today.

"What's different?"

"Does it give you a more commanding presence? Is it because of your clothing and style?"

He became even more eager to play with his wife's legs and feet.

I want to see if she'll still be this domineering when she's being tickled... or maybe it would be more interesting to have sex like this?

Conquering the Queen...

That's really something new.

Lucifer took a small step back, knowing perfectly well what improper thoughts he was having. He embraced her soft chest, revealing a stunning cleavage, and laughed as he spoke—

"Stop fooling around. I'm going back to hell. The food is ready and on the table. I'm just going for a bit, I'll be back tonight."

It turns out that the Queen of Hell is about to rule Hell.

She opened the refrigerator and took out a red-haired woman with a talisman stuck to her forehead.

Clap your hands and say—

"Go back and make her a doll; that would make things much easier."

"Um, are you sure that won't have any negative impact on her?"

“I told you, it’s just using some ‘threads’ to control her movements, it doesn’t affect her mental state or behavioral patterns… although she didn’t actually have these things to begin with.”

Lucifer tapped the red-haired woman's head; there was truly nothing inside, no soul. Only simple instructions remained: the protective charm.

Chen Ming watched as Lucifer took the humanoid figure that resembled Lü Bu into a purple halo.

This matter can be left to Lucifer.

Now there's another question. He held up the dog and smiled at Lucifer, saying—

"Lucifer, do you think anyone would want this stupid dog if it was priced at 15 yuan online with free shipping?"

Chapter 498 Nidhogg

"Wang?"

Cerberus, quite displeased with his master's joke, smacked his face hard with his large tail, the slaps stinging slightly.

"That wretched master."

Chen Ming quickly smiled and moved her aside a little, saying—

"This dog is always causing trouble. Let's make dog meat stew. Didn't you want me to discipline it? Perfect."

Afu came out of the inner room, saw Chen Ming and smiled. She walked gracefully to him and was about to speak.

Chen Mingxian said—

"Ah Fu, you've come at the right time, give me a pot."

"Hey?"

Afu tilted his head, not knowing what had happened, but still took out an iron pot. Chen Ming took it and put Cerberus directly into it, where it curled up into a soft ball.