Chapter 160 The cute little rabbit demon wants to run away, but can’t!
Chapter 160 The cute little rabbit demon wants to run away, but can’t!
Shushu was extremely happy after Yan Lingchen accepted the pastries she made.
Regardless of whether he eats or not, this is a good start. From now on, she can come to bring him food every now and then and find opportunities to get close to him.
"Then Shushu will not disturb the Immortal Master." Shushu knew that she had to stop while she was ahead. If she stayed any longer, it might arouse his suspicion. Anyway, she would come again in two days.
"Ok!"
After Shushu left, Yan Lingchen took a look at the pastries on the plate.
Osmanthus cake?
He did not eat it, but cast a spell to throw the osmanthus cake and the plate out of his immortal palace.
Shushu was humming a little tune happily as she walked towards her yard. A colorful bird flew towards her.
She looked up and saw the little bird, as if it understood human nature, circling above her head with the flap of its wings.
Shushu had never seen such a beautiful bird before. Shushu imitated the scene in the drawing book. She tried to stretch out her hand, and unexpectedly the bird landed on Shushu's hand.
She stroked the bird's feathers, put her face close to the bird and whispered, "Baby, can you speak? Can you take human form?"
The little bird flapped its wings a few times, making a "chirp chirp" sound.
It turns out to be just an ordinary bird!
Although the bird didn't understand her words, she still tapped the bird's mouth with her finger and said, "Are you hungry? I have some millet in my yard. I'll give it to you."
"Chirp~chirp~"
"Chirp~chirp~"
The little bird flew up, circled in the sky a few times, and flew forward with its head looking at Shushu.
Maybe because Shushu was originally an animal, she had a feeling that the bird seemed to be asking her to follow it.
She tried to follow the direction of the bird, but after taking two steps, a stern female voice came from her.
"You bold little demon, you don't even pay homage to the princess when you see her."
When the bird saw someone coming, it flapped its wings and flew away.
Shushu looked in the direction of the voice and saw two women, a master and a servant, standing a few meters away.
——It’s the heroine Feng Wuyou and her maid.
Shushu was dissatisfied. This was not heaven and she was not a fairy. Why should she pay homage to her?
Even if the heroine is a princess of the celestial clan, she can't bully others like this.
"What are you still standing there for? Aren't you afraid that our princess will report it to the Immortal Lord?" the maid scolded again.
The superiority of the people of the Celestial Clan was demonstrated vividly by Feng Wuyou's maid.
Feng Wuyou did not stop the aggressive maidservant beside her. It seemed that the heroine also wanted her to worship.
People are divided into different classes, and the world of immortals, demons and monsters is no exception.
The heroine is the heroine, a princess of the celestial clan with noble blood and cold and extraordinary beauty. She is the most noble woman in the world.
But Shushu just wouldn't give in. Every time she cut her wrist to draw blood, she felt very painful. The heroine's life is life, but her life is not, right?
She doesn't owe the heroine anything, and it would be fine if the heroine didn't thank her, but she also looks down on her like this.
Yun Shushu not only has resentment towards Yan Lingchen, but also towards the heroine.
The beginning of all Shushu’s sufferings was because of the high and mighty princess of the Celestial Clan in front of him.
All the resentment that had accumulated since the day she was captured until now was about to explode at this moment.
Shushu was originally a very soft-hearted person. However, at this moment, even she herself didn't know what happened. It seemed that she had become more rebellious and just didn't want to kneel to her.
"Princess, I am a demon, I only kneel...ah..."
Shu Shu originally wanted to say that he would only kneel down to the Demon King, but unfortunately, before he could even utter the word Demon King, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his knee and fell to the ground.
"How dare you, you barbaric little demon, be so bold as to disrespect Princess Wuyou!" Feng Wuyou's maid scolded.
"Don't think that the Immortal King has spared your life and that you have undue expectations. The Immortal King cares most about our princess. You, a barbaric little demon, are not even worthy of carrying our princess' shoes..."
"Okay, Huan'er, why bother getting angry with a lowly little demon? Immortal Lord Lingchen is still waiting for me, let's go over there." Feng Wuyou finally spoke.
Feng Wuyou looked down on her with a condescending look, as if he was looking at a piece of trash.
Shushu really hated it!
Is the author of this book sick?
How could they let such a person be the heroine!
Shushu's legs hurt so much that it took her a long time to stand up again.
She lifted up her skirt, revealing her legs were white and smooth, without a single wound.
Shu Shu looked angrily in the direction where Feng Wuyou left, then lowered her head to look at her legs.
The magic really killed people without them noticing. Her legs were in excruciating pain but there was not even a scratch. There was no evidence that she had been bullied. She felt like a dumb person eating bitter herbs but could not express her pain.
Shushu's face turned red with anger and she returned to her yard angrily.
……
That night, Shushu had just finished taking a shower and was about to rest when someone knocked on her door.
"Shushu, are you asleep?" The boy's voice sounded outside the door.
"Not yet, wait a moment!"
Shushu recognized the voice as that of Brother Changkong. She put on her coat, stepped on her embroidered shoes, and opened the door: "Brother Changkong, is there something wrong?"
The young man said with an embarrassed look: "Shushu, I'm sorry, the master asked me to get it..."
"It's not the due date yet. Didn't we just take it out two days ago?" Shu Shu said, frowning.
"It's the princess. Her injury suddenly relapsed today. Her dantian hurts a lot, so the master asked me to come."
There is no such coincidence in the world. No matter how stupid Shushu is, she can see that Feng Wuyou did it on purpose.
Shushu felt extremely uncomfortable. Feng Wuyou would feel pain, but she would feel pain too!
Shushu felt so upset. The heroine was the hero's sweetheart, while she was just a lowly piece of trash.
Changkong left with a bowl of warm blood.
Shushu could no longer control herself. She hugged her legs with her arms, curled up into a ball, put her head on her knees, and cried like a baby.
……
It turned out that not long ago, Feng Wuyou's maid Huan'er went to see Immortal Lord Ling Chen crying.
Yan Lingchen came to Feng Wuyou's bedroom and found that she was pale. He cast a spell to check her dantian and discovered that her elixir showed signs of cracking again.
"My Lord Immortal, my dantian hurts so much, I'm going to die." Feng Wuyou looked sick and was crying, I felt sorry for her.
"You don't have to worry, it's just a recurrence of the old injury to Dantian." Yan Lingchen said.
"My Lord, when will Wuyou be able to completely repair the elixir? I won't become a useless person for the rest of my life, will I? I can no longer perform magic. What's the point of living then? I might as well just die."
"Don't worry, I have my own way." Yan Lingchen raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Wuyou.
Feng Wuyou had always been wondering, if a little demon had eaten the magic grass, why could she just make an elixir for it, but why did she have to use the slowest treatment method?
Not only that, but he also took away his brother's thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum.
Feng Wuyou always thought that it was because Immortal Lord Ling Chen had compassion on all living things and was unwilling to kill that he spared the little demon's life.
But today, when she saw the appearance of the rabbit demon, she couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.
Even if she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that the lowly little rabbit demon was so beautiful.
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