Chapter 212
Lingyan was a little angry.

When bandaging his wound, his little face was full of anger.

When questioning him, her eyes were wide open, the tip of her small nose was reddish, and she squatted halfway in front of him, still aggressive.

Seeing her vivid expression, Ling Wuyan felt even more uncomfortable.

He looked away from Lingyan, and said: "You don't need to know so much, let the stupid dragon let me go."

"Don't let it go!"

Lingyan even said to the little snake: "Little snake, tie him up tightly, don't let him go."

Ling Wuyan: "..."

Lingyan was like this, bandaging his wound with clean gauze, her red lips pouted high, and she kept complaining: "You have suffered such a serious injury, why are you running away? Don't you know how to heal? What? I don’t even know how to cure myself…”

The speaker was unintentional, Lingyan just remembered that when she was injured before, it was Ling Wuyan who healed her trauma in an instant.This time, why didn't he know how to save himself?
The listener was interested, Ling Wuyan's expression darkened, and his tone was slightly cold: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Lingyan always felt that something was wrong after Ling Wuyan returned to the Demon Realm, and now this feeling is even stronger.

She stood up, looked at Ling Wuyan suspiciously, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Ling Wuyan replied immediately.

"Then why did you run away?"

"No reason."

"What are you going to do when you run away?"

"Do nothing."

Ling Yan slapped Ling Wuyan's chest angrily, "Can you speak well!"

Her patience was exhausted by Ling Wuyan.

A slap is not serious, and it is not light. To Ling Wuyan before, it is like a kitten scratching its paw, which is not painful or itchy.

But this time, Lingyan took such a shot.

Ling Wuyan's body trembled, he snorted, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. If it wasn't for the little snake restraining his body, he might have been taken two steps back by Lingyan's slap.

Lingyan's hand was still in mid-air, seeing Ling Wuyan's reaction, she was so frightened that she quickly stroked his slapped chest and patted him lightly.

"I... I didn't use much strength. Are you okay? Are you okay?" She said in a panic.

Ling Wuyan held his breath in his chest, and said word by word: "I, nothing, nothing!"

The flushed face didn't seem to be all right at all.

Lingyan still patted his chest to let him breathe, and said: "I really didn't mean it, who knew you were so careless..."

Ling Wuyan finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"I have no power now, it's just that I haven't been beaten, do you understand now?"

After saying this, he turned his head away, not wanting to see Lingyan's disappointed expression after hearing this.

I also don't want Lingyan to see how embarrassed I am at this moment.

Lingyan was stunned, and said: "Oh, I understand."

Ling Wuyan waited quietly for her next sentence.

Then she said, "But what does that have to do with your escape?"

Doubtful voice, full of puzzlement.

Ling Wuyan endured it, then turned his head and looked directly at her.

"I have no strength now, and I can't protect you at all..." When he said these words, Ling Wuyan's throat tightened for a while.

He said awkwardly: "I am useless, what face do I have to show up in front of you?"

His expression was very serious, as if he was talking about something very serious.

Facing Ling Wuyan like this, Lingyan should have been serious.

But she couldn't hold back, she pursed her lips and smiled: "I thought it was something, you can't protect me, but I can protect you!"

(End of this chapter)

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