Chapter 34 The Demon Lord Becomes My Little Guardian 6

Jiang Zhi simply stopped urging him and stood up, picked up a piece of ginseng and stuffed it into the bowl.

“Enough…enough.”

"Ah? You still want a bullwhip?"

"No…"

Before Li Chuan could stop him, the bowls in front of him had piled up into a small mountain, and a bull whip was shaking, about to fall.

“Eat quickly, eat quickly”

Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he crossed his legs to watch the show.

"Host, are you sure this is eliminating the blackening value?"

Xiaobai looked at the slowly rising blackening value, and was frightened, with his plump and tender facial features wrinkled into a ball.

"Tsk, believe me"

Li Chuan did some ideological work for a long time, and finally compromised and picked up the chopsticks. He skipped over the bullwhip, picked up the ginseng and put it into his mouth.

It is bitter with a hint of sweetness, strong in flavor with a hint of earthy smell, and of excellent quality.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but after taking just one bite, Li Chuan felt a warmth in his chest, as if something was taking root and growing.

After eating one, Li Chuan put down his chopsticks.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Miss."

Knowing that everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme, Jiang Zhi did not force him to continue eating. He just felt very sad when he saw the wasted food.

"Hey, don't"

Li Chuan raised his head and saw Jiang Zhi picking up the food and stuffing it into his mouth like whirlwind.

"Host, stop eating. Eating too much will not…"

Xiaobai flapped his wings twice, and before he could finish his words, the table was empty.

"Ah? What do you want to say, Xiaobai?"

“No, nothing.”

"Miss"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Li Chuan handed over a bronze mirror

Looking at the face in the mirror that was as red as a monkey's butt, Jiang Zhi screamed

"Ah! Why does my face look like this?"

Li Chuan put his hands on his face to hide his wide grin. "Maybe it's too nourishing."

Jiang Zhi felt his whole body heating up, with surging spiritual energy running rampant in his body, as if it was about to burst out of his body in the next second.

Two streams of cool air flowed from the tip of my nose to my lips. I raised my hand to wipe them, and they were covered with a glaring bright red.

Li Chuan caught Jiang Zhi a second before she fainted. His strength was so great that it seemed to melt her into his bones. The woman's whole body was flushed, her temperature was very high, and her nose was still bleeding.

"Why"

A man's helpless sigh was heard in the huge room.

…………

When Jiang Zhi woke up, he was almost frightened to death by the big face in front of him again.

"You scared me!"

Ling Jiang was also frightened by Jiang Zhi's sudden opening of his eyes, and he clapped his heart which was beating happily.

"You scared me too!"

"Why are you getting so close to me? Are you trying to flirt with me?"

Jiang Zhi clutched her collar tightly, her face full of caution, like an insulted young wife.

Ling Jiang: duck doesn't need to

"There's eye mucus in the corner of your eye"

Jiang Zhi didn't believe "Impossible, absolutely impossible"

Ling Jiang seemed to have predicted it and took out a bronze mirror from his pocket.

“Ding, ding, ding!”

Jiang Zhi quickly raised his hand to wipe it off, showing a perfect smile with eight teeth.

Ling Jiang mercilessly complained, "You are so pretentious!"

"roll!"

"Hey, come to think of it, why are you taking so many supplements? Are you weak?"

"Why, do you have any objections?"

Ling Jiang said quietly, "I dare not, I dare not, as long as you don't overdo it and die of nosebleed."

"Why don't you see Li Chuan? Wasn't he with me before I fainted?"

"He went to practice swordplay. You have no idea how scary it was when he carried you, your face covered in blood, looking for a healer."

Um?

Jiang Zhi jumped up from the bed, his eyes shining

"How scary is it? Is he worried about me?"

Ling Jiang ruthlessly broke her guess

"You think too much. He said you are too heavy and he can hardly carry you."

"roll!!!"

………

Jiang Zhi rushed out of the door angrily, while Ling Jiang covered his purple eyes and huddled in the corner, sobbing.

Finally, Li Chuan was found practicing sword in an open space. An ordinary little iron sword danced in his hands. The sword edge was sharp, the movements were clean and neat, and the speed was so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

As if he didn't know Jiang Zhi was coming, Li Chuan didn't even glance at her.

The sword danced faster and faster, and the whole person was like a flash of lightning, leaving traces on the ground.

"Hey…"

As Jiang Zhi just made a sound, a sword came towards her at the speed of light and finally stopped one centimeter away from her throat.

Li Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression calm, and looked up and down at the stiff little man in front of him.

As soon as he started practicing sword, he found that his spiritual power was surging and his whole body was full of strength. Even in his empty chest, a small inner elixir was thriving.

He was sure that the woman had recognized him.

But, what is her purpose?

Do you think it still has value?

Just thinking about this possibility, Li Chuan almost went crazy, and he wanted to stab this heartless little thing to death with a sword.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the tip of the sword did not move at all.

"You, don't be impulsive, talk it over nicely."

Jiang Zhi stuttered, her strong desire to survive made her reach out and move the sword away from her throat.

The sharpened sword was extremely sharp. Just a slight touch would cut the delicate fingers and cause blood to ooze out.

"hiss"

Jiang Zhi cried out softly, covered his wound and frowned, his mind in a mess.

It's over, it's over. This man must have noticed something. I can only blame myself for being too careless. I thought that just adding a little bit of Tianguan Grass and gradually increasing it would not only repair his elixir but also gain his forgiveness. In the end, I was self-defeating.

Looking at the blood dripping on the ground, Li Chuan's hand holding the sword suddenly lost strength, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a "pa pa".