The improved female villains regained their memories.

The thread of fate seems to always break on those who are destined for misfortune.

A nobleman's son on horseback struck and killed the mother of a young boy who was setting up a stall. When law enforcement officers brought the body and compensation money, the boy, his eyes bloodshot, cried out:

"I don't want your money, I want my mother."

No one paid him any attention. Only one kind-hearted man couldn't bear to watch and offered a few words of comfort. The others stood by indifferently, finished their business, and left. The little boy didn't even know who the murderer was.

At night, the silvery moonlight shone on the white-clothed corpse on the cart. The little boy, his throat swollen and eyes red, choked with sobs as he lay down beside his mother's body and fell into a deep sleep.

A little girl dressed in green stood in the yard, watching quietly.

She didn't complain of being hungry today, which is unusual.

"Mother, Mother..."

The little boy closed his eyes, seemingly dreaming of something, and sobbed. The little girl watched, as if she had made up her mind, and raised her hand.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy, two originally mutually repelling energies, converged at her fingertips, radiating a dazzling light under the moonlight.

Then, she pointed at the corpse on the cart.

The little boy woke up sobbing early the next morning.

His mother was dead. He realized this fact and was about to feel sad when he found himself lying in bed.

Beside him, his mother lay peacefully. Hearing the noise, she squinted and sat up.

Why were you sleeping on the floor yesterday?

"Mother!"

"If there was a miracle, it must have happened last night," the little boy thought.

He walked into the courtyard and found the snake demon in its original form in a corner. It was coiled up in a ball, its blue scales dull and colorless.

He gently picked up the snake demon, stroked it, and whispered a thank you.

Chapter 226 The Story of the Song Family

The little boy's life began to improve.

With the compensation money they gave to their mother, they were able to buy a shop and no longer had to set up a stall every day.

The little boy goes to school every day, then works as a helper after school, and returns to his own shop in the evening to manage it.

Everything was going well, except for the snake demon, which was giving him a headache.

Since that night, the snake demon has been listless, remaining in its original form lying there, neither eating nor drinking.

The little boy brought it its favorite chicken, but it didn't eat it.

Helpless, he could only seek help from his mentor. After studying it, his mentor frowned and said, "It's strange. It looks like its demonic power is exhausted, but in theory, a demon that can transform should at least be at the level of linear markings. The demon you raised has no markings on its body, and its body is as deep as an abyss that cannot be explored. So I don't know exactly why this is the case."

The little boy asked anxiously, "Is there any way to save it?"

"If you want to replenish your demonic energy, a demon core will suffice. Why don't you try using a demon core?"

Humans have spiritual roots, which they rely on to continuously cultivate spiritual energy. Demons also have something similar to spiritual roots, but there's no precise name for it. You can call it a demon's spiritual root or a demon core.

Even in the most critical moment, Luo Benmo did not choose to devour the blood pigeon's spiritual root, essentially because it and human spiritual roots are two different things.

The boy's mentor couldn't explain the exact reason why the snake demon had become like this, and could only speculate that it had run out of demonic energy. The boy spent a lot of effort to get a small demon core and offered it to the snake demon's mouth, but the snake demon turned its head away.

That's not the reason.

He stood on the street, holding the snake demon, filled with confusion.

"How can I save you?"

He started reading books, searching for a cure himself. He read in one book that there was a flower in the Monster Forest that only bloomed at night, called the Moonflower. The Moonflower could cure the negative effects of monsters; it could be considered a panacea for monsters.

The Monster Forest is fraught with danger, especially at night. The little boy's attempt to subdue the monsters was already risky, let alone going there at night to find the Moonflower.

But the little boy went anyway.

One night, carrying a bundle and holding a snake demon, he stepped into the monster forest under the cover of night.

Mosquito bites, tumbling rocks, and wild animal attacks did not stop the little boy's steps.

Following the map's directions, he finally found the Moonflower.

The pale white flowers bloom on the rock, their silvery radiance shining so pure in the moonlight.

"I've found it!" The little boy cried, hugging the snake demon. "I can save you now."

However, as soon as he took a step, hissing sounds rang out all around him.

His face froze, and he stopped in his tracks, halting before the darkness.

In the darkness, eyes opened, like ghostly flames or starlight in the night sky.

snake.

There are so many snakes.

The snakes surrounded the little boy, completely blocking his way.

The little boy's lips were pale, and he clung tightly to the snake demon, his legs trembling.

Suddenly, the snake demon opened its eyes.

"Fizz!"

All the snakes lowered their heads.

The snake demon struggled fiercely in the little boy's arms, its head pointing directly at a distance not far ahead.

The snakes lowered their heads, making way for a path.

The little boy stepped forward, and the fireflies gathered into a galaxy, illuminating the darkness.

He seemed to have reached the foot of a mountain, and then, guided by snakes and fireflies, began to climb it.

Finally, he reached the top of the mountain and saw a lake.

Lingquan (Spiritual Spring).

Moreover, it is an extremely large spiritual spring.

The snake demon swiftly pounced in, and soon, emerald green light illuminated the world, and it transformed back into human form.

The little boy stared blankly at the miraculous scene before him.

The sacred spring at the mountaintop, filled with miracles, created a unique serpent demon.

The snake demon was healed and started following the little boy around again, like a little shadow.

"Let me give you a name. From now on, I'll call you Qingtian."

"Blue, sky..."

"Yes, that's your name."

"name……"

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then opened her mouth wide and said, "Hungry."

The little boy patted her on the head: "Practice first."

As companions, demons are ultimately meant to fight.

The little boy was very grateful to Qingtian for saving his mother, but he had to be tough on Qingtian during training.

"Come on, Qingtian, from now on, we'll be comrades in battle." The little boy began to patiently guide him, following the instructions taught at the academy. "First, tell me about your abilities."

Qingtian blinked and grinned.

"It's big enough, it's big enough, but that doesn't mean you have to grin. Ability, that is, what ability do you have to attack the enemy?"

Qingtian tilted his head, then began to hiss: "Hiss hiss hiss..."

"It won't work, we can't communicate at all."

The little boy was in trouble.

The training methods taught at the academy are not wrong, but all of this is based on the ability to communicate with demons. If you cannot communicate with demons, then everything is in vain.

As Qingtian's companion, the little boy didn't even know what Qingtian's abilities were. If all he had was healing, then the little boy would have a hard time passing the academy's assessment later on.

"I need you to tell me about combat skills. Do you understand what skills are?"

The little girl touched her lips with her finger, her innocent eyes sparkling, then opened her gaping maw and swallowed the little boy's head.

"Ughhhhhhh!!!"

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There was a flock of geese on the edge of the village who had been dominating the area for years, and all the cats and dogs in the neighborhood had to submit to their tyranny.

Every time the little boy went to school, he was chased by them. Today, he brought Qingtian with him and came to the group of geese.

“These geese are used to being domineering and they bully me all the time. Qingtian, they will be our first opponent in battle.”

The little boy looked serious, turned to the sky, and asked, "Are you confident?"

The little girl blinked and tilted her head to look at him.

"Gaga gaga gaga gaga".

The geese flapped their wings and flew over one by one. Seeing the boy who was usually bullied with a little girl, they all made noises.

"Gagagagagagaga!"

That look made it seem like he was mocking him.

"Go, Qingtian, use your power to crush them!"

The little boy waved and said loudly.

However, after a while there was no movement, he turned his head and saw that Qingtian was running home at high speed.

"Come back! I'm not telling you to run away! I'm telling you to go fight them! Ah, you damn geese, don't bite me! Ughh ...

As the sun sets, a little boy covered in goose feathers returns home wearily.