The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

The devil abolished the pope, and he turned his eyes to find that the angel who had lost his wings was trembling, trying to drink the bottle of potion, and stretched out his hand, and the transparent crystal bottle came into his hand.

Looking at the little hairball with lowered black eyelashes, he had an idea in his mind, this bottle of potion is not bad, it can be given to the little guy, but not now.

He put away the medicine bottle, spread his bat wings and took Luo Ci away.

The Pope was already old and out of shape, and even his teeth were about to fall out. There were only some scattered and sparse yellow-white hairs on his head. He tried his best to support his body, trying to get up, muttering something vaguely in his mouth, nothing more than It is a dream of eternal life.

The life force he once took from people through the power of faith has returned to everyone, and the body that has been stolen for hundreds of years has been completely ruined.

As for the man who lost his wings and angel breath, he was paralyzed on the ground, staring at the sky with his eyes open, dull and empty.

The best way to break a person is to destroy what they value most.

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The demon took Luo Ci to fly to the dark area. Every time the broad and powerful bat wings waved, he traveled a long distance. The biting wind that came on his face was like a blade, blowing on his body, but it was useless to the demon.

He glanced at the little hairball with loose eyes, and put it in his neckline.

The little guy is too small, he needs to be protected until he loses interest.

He is not the guy who is an angel. He just wants to stay by her side for the rest of his life after seeing her.

Just a little thing for his amusement.

Can be coaxed temporarily.

The devil who has lived for an unknown number of years said that it is rare to meet a little guy who can arouse his interest. Not only is he not afraid of him, but he dares to bite him, so he can temporarily bring him back to his territory.

The demon lord's interest in things is always very short, maybe he found it interesting one second, but the next second he hates it.

Luo Ci couldn't come back to her senses, is the fragment a demon?

It seemed more than that, she could feel the strong demonic aura on the fragment, stronger than Luostin who was the demon lord.

There is only one possibility.

—The shard is the master of demons.

That's why she likes to drink the blood of the fragments, because they are of the same origin, and the blood of the demon lord is enough to repair the blood defect.

She nestled silently in his collar, quietly.

The beautiful demon looked lazy, his purple eyes were dignified, shimmering with fragments of light, his eyes fell, and his amethyst-like eyes reflected the figure of the little hairball.

It seems a little obedient.

Xuebai's fingertips fiddled with her hair lightly, and she bit her again the next second.

The devil seemed to have suddenly found some fun, and teased her again and again, except for the first time it was bitten, and then the little hair ball was bitten empty every time.

But after a lot of times, no matter how much he played with the little hairball, she didn't respond, and her long and narrow purple eyes narrowed slightly, a little worried.

But is it because she doesn't respond to him, or because she doesn't respect him.

Ignoring it means being disrespectful.

The former didn't like her ignoring him, and the latter was angry at her audacity.

The demon didn't understand at this time.

The crimson lips slightly pulled the cool arc, and did not tease her anymore.

Because of his restored memory and identity, he is now stronger than when he was an angel, so his flying speed is much faster.

It only took a day and a half to return to the dark zone.

He had just stepped into the field of dark creatures, and he saw many demons and blood clans welcoming his return, and the demon lords were almost gathered.

His strength is at the top, and he is also of the dark department, and the blood clan basically recognizes him as the king.

They knelt on the ground, welcoming the return of his demon lord.

The demon glanced casually, just nodded slightly, didn't pay much attention, and flew away to leave.

But was stopped by a voice.

Standing up is a couple, one is a demon lord and the other is a blood prince.

Luo Siting's voice was respectful, "Your Majesty, I feel my daughter is by your side, can you let my husband and wife take her home?"

The devil's long and narrow purple eyes raised some interest, raised his hand to fish out the little white hair ball, and found that the little guy was sleeping soundly, his small body was breathing softly, moving slightly, his eyes froze for a few seconds, Then move away.

He looked at Rosetin casually, "She has to go to my place during this time."

The tone was light and casual, but there was no doubt about it.

No one can resist the demon lord, his bloodline coercion is resisted by any demon and blood race.

So Lostin could only watch him go.

Hai Lisa looked a little anxious, "Is there anything wrong with Cici?"

Luo Siting reassured her, "No, Your Majesty will not hurt Cici." He was sure of this.

Because although the Lord of Demons has an unpredictable temperament, he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

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The domain of the Demon Lord.

The ancient castle that has been abandoned for hundreds of years finally welcomes its owner back.

The gate of the castle was opened, and inside were his butler and some attendants, all neatly arranged to welcome the return of the demon lord.

The steward asked from behind, "Your Majesty, what do you need me to prepare for you?"

The demon froze for a moment, then replied indifferently, "No need to prepare."

Nothing to prepare for.

The housekeeper noticed the little white hair ball in his hand, his eyes widened slightly, and his majesty brought back a little half-blood devil.

He considered his tone and asked, "Does this little guest need to arrange a separate room?"

"No, she shares a room with me." After leaving these words, the devil went upstairs and returned to his room.

The butler was left with a shocked face.

Is Your Majesty going to train it from an early age?

It turns out that His Majesty likes this.

As a qualified housekeeper, it is necessary for him to conquer the little master's preferences. He feels that since His Majesty brought her back and lived in the same room, it must be very important.

In the room, in addition to a comfortable big bed, there is also a coffin made of black crystal, which is low-key and restrained, without revealing its brilliance.

Anglius was about to put the little devil down, when he suddenly felt the tingling pain from his fingers, but it also had a numb feeling, like a small electric current passing through.

The long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the little bat in the palm of her hand, she was still asleep, but her teeth did not stop at all, sucking his blood like a wolf.

It's just that the blood on her finger is not enough for her to suck.

The devil stretched out his hand and picked up the place called the nape of her neck, and lifted it up. The disobedient little guy should be repaired.

But how to fix it is a question worth thinking about.

The little guy is so small and fragile, it's impossible for him to handle it like he used to treat outsiders.

Moreover, the means he is good at seem to be enough to destroy a person, let alone use it on such a small guy.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he felt a little helpless towards her.

He never thought of hurting her.

Finally decided to temporarily let go of the disobedient little guy.

He is not an angel, he will let her suck blood for no reason.