After the paranoid villain read my mind, his character collapsed

Chapter 47: Bye, bye, the next one will be better

When Xia Ming heard Xia Jiuci's thoughts, she paused with her hand movements, then looked at the little cub in her hand with an ugly face, and said in a gloomy tone: "Is this what your mother taught you?"

The cubs around were frightened by Xia Ming's actions.

But what's more, he is dissatisfied with Xia Ming.

They rushed to Xia Jiuci's side, and some bold ones even grabbed Xia Ming's wrist, trying to pull his hand away.

The bravest kid opened his mouth and bit Xia Ming's clothes with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Presumptuous!" He pushed these despicable humans away and overturned them.

Then his eyes fell on Xia Qiyuan and Lin Qingyue again, and his tone became even worse.

"How can you stand up and fall to the ground?"

This was the first time Xia Jiuci saw a look of boredom on Lin Qingyue's face.

This aunt of hers had always been a person who ate well, drank well, and never took anything to heart, but now, Xia Jiuci saw unprecedented disgust on her face.

Lin Qingyue didn't seem to want to even look at Xia Ming.

She stood up slowly, helped Xia Qiyuan, who was angry at Xia Ming, bent down and patted the dust off Xia Qiyuan's body, and said in a cold tone: "His Majesty the Demon King is quite leisurely."

"He actually came to trouble us powerless monks in the midst of his busy schedule."

When Xia Ming heard her words with a coercive tone, he frowned, his cold thin lips slightly opened, and the words he said were not pleasant enough: "You promised me the king back then, do you want to go back on it now?"

Xia Qiyuan trembled and wanted to stand up from Lin Qingyue.

He was very afraid of his father, but Xia Qiyuan wanted to protect his mother more than he was afraid of his father.

He opened his arms tremblingly, stopped Lin Qingyue behind him, raised his head, and stared at his father with a pair of red eyes.

If in the past, the Demon King was in Xia Qiyuan's eyes, he would be his father as brave and fearless as a mountain.

So at this moment, in the eyes of the young Xia Qiyuan, he was just a demon cultivator with an unstable temper.

He can't bully his mother!

"No..."

"No! Bully my mother!"

No matter if he is a father king or a demon king.

He is my mother's little wolf!
He wants to stand in front of his mother and protect her!

Xia Jiuci watched the timid Xiao Qi stand up and struggled hard.

She kicked her short legs and kicked Xia Ming's sleeve, staining his fine clothes.

"Let me go! Bad guy!"

【ah!Wow, I'm so brave! 】

Xia Jiuci was scared, but precisely because of the cubs and Lin Qingyue around her, she was surprisingly not that scared.

With the first kick, there is the second kick, the third kick...

She will no longer have any expectations for this demon king who doesn't speak well and insists on his own way!

Xia Ming's eyes fell on Xia Jiuci, a little surprised.

Because in Xia Jiuci's words, he seemed to have become a very bad demon cultivator.

He is destroying their harmonious and happy life.

Xia Ming felt some strange emotions in his heart, as if something he had been holding in his hand was quietly disappearing.

He subconsciously grabbed Xia Jiuci's lapel, and finally heard only one sentence.

[You deserve to be betrayed and separated from your relatives!What's the point of bullying a defenseless brat! 】

After these words, he could no longer hear Xia Jiuci's thoughts. He could only see Xia Jiuci looking at him displeasedly with a face similar to his own.

Xia Ming was a little panicked, but at this time, he couldn't show any difference.

Being able to hear Xia Jiuci's inner voice is not suitable for publicity.

At this moment, a blast of ice came over.

The cool breath made Xia Ming sluggish for a moment.

He slowly turned his face sideways, thin ice brushed his cheek, and then bright blood fell from his wound.

Xia Jiuci looked excitedly at her mother who came for everyone, her limbs were kicking back and forth in the air, feeling a little excited. 【Mother!Mother! 】

Xia Jiuci fluttered in Su Ji's direction as if he had seen some kind of savior.

Xia Ming raised her head and looked at the angry Su Ji, suddenly feeling that she seemed to be excluded by them.

It seemed that he would never be able to get to Su Ji's side again.

However, before he could fall into such emotions for too long, a sharp whip struck him.

For the first time, Xia Ming managed to avoid the attack in such a embarrassed manner.

His eyes were slightly dazed, and there was something deeper in his usually cold eyes.

"You..." Do you want to kill me?
Xia Ming felt the long-lost killing intent in Su Ji's attack.

It's just that this kind of murderous intention was something Su Ji had faced those thieves and courtiers before, and she had never shown her weapon against him.

But now, these murderous intentions are aimed at him.

The bloody fox that bloomed from the war has finally turned against himself.

As if Xia Ming couldn't bear it, he subconsciously let go of Xia Jiuci and grabbed the ice around him that hadn't had time to melt. His palms were cut by the broken ice.

"Suji, come here!"

He ordered Su Ji as he always did.

This is a sign that he is going to be angry.

If it had been before, Su Ji would have stepped forward and comforted Xia Ming as if interpreting a flower's language.

But today, Su Ji no longer wants to endure it.

Xia Ming has been obsessed with the throne for so long that he has forgotten that before becoming the Demon King, he was a father and the husband of many demon cultivators.

Su Ji walked slowly towards Xia Ming, and she did not miss Xia Ming's bright eyes.

Xia Ming seemed to think that he had taken advantage of her again.

Xia Jiuci was also a little nervous.

【Mother? 】

[Mom, don’t go to him!do not come! 】

[If you don’t want the dog man, throw it away! 】

[Bye, bye, the next one will be better! 】

Xia Jiuci was so nervous that she subconsciously wanted to hold Su Ji's hand.

However, the next second, she saw...

The long whip in Su Ji's hand turned into a long sword filled with cold air, and then it was inserted into Xia Ming's chest fiercely and without hesitation.

Xia Jiuci:! ! !

what?
why?
Drops of warm blood fell from Xia Ming's wound and turned into beautiful flowers on the ground.

Su Ji said to Lin Qingyue without looking back: "Take them away."

Lin Qingyue said nothing, waved her hand, and a gust of wind blew up around her, leading them away from here.

Even Xia Jiuci was taken away by her.

The only ones left in place were Xia Ming and Su Ji who were in despair.

Su Ji did not take back her long sword, but looked at the demon cultivator in front of her with an indifferent expression, her voice was unprecedentedly cold.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"What?" Xia Ming raised her head in surprise when she heard Su Ji's words.

Su Ji did not answer him, but just said: "You have always known."

"Knowing that no females have been born in these years, I also know why I am depressed."

"You're just pretending to be confused because you understand."

"It's time to wake up from your sweet dream."

(End of this chapter)