The little blood man is like a little kitten, whose fate is grabbed by the scruff of the neck by a big cat.
He drooped his short limbs and looked dejected.
There was no trace of the previous arrogance.
But the Demon Lord was not going to let him go.
Lift your hand slightly.
The crumpled, bloody "handkerchief" seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.
As the "handkerchief" was slowly stretched, the wrinkles were gently smoothed out.
A small piece of human skin torn in the middle suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The Demon Lord stared at the human skin intently.
Those blue, clear puppy eyes were almost touching the human skin:
"This blade...this technique...tsk tsk tsk..."
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and their scalps went numb.
Jun Ruoyu, who was standing by, couldn't help but complain in her heart:
What's so good about this human skin?
Is he still considering the quality of his skinning skills? ...
Oh my god, what kind of pervert can do such a disgusting thing.
As the saying goes, every evildoer will be punished by his own evil.
The little monster and the big devil are a perfect match!
The Demon Lord naturally didn't know what these people were thinking.
Of course, even if he heard it, he would not take it to heart at all.
He only saw Lin Manman blinking her beautiful big watery eyes not far away, staring intently at him and the little blood man.
With a thought, the Demon Lord hooked his slender fingertips.
The human skin that was originally suspended in mid-air, like a butterfly flapping its wings, quietly landed behind the little blood man.
And under the command of the Demon Lord, he gently wrapped up his bloody little body.
And when the warm human skin returned to the little blood man's body again.
His broken little face was full of disbelief.
“Ahhhhhh!”
The little blood man began to struggle subconsciously.
The thin and dry arms stretched longer and longer, and the black nails at the ends became sharper and sharper.
Scarlet, sticky blood, along with turbid mud, kept dripping from his body.
Soon, it turned into a strange and terrifying puddle at the feet of the Demon Lord.
The mud roared and roared, as if it would swallow the Demon Lord whole in the next moment.
The Demon Lord didn't care.
When the little blood man's sharp nails were about to touch his eyebrows, the Demon Lord grabbed his fingers.
Then, the word "carrying" was changed to "holding".
With his slender and strong palms, he lifted the little blood man up.
The little blood man was confused: "..."
After a while, he realized that his fingers were pinched and his butt was supported, making him completely unable to move.
The Demon Lord, who half supported and half embraced him, said disapprovingly:
"Boy, wear your own clothes. I won't help you."
"Also, your nails are so long and dirty, I'm going to cut them all off later, you hear me?!"
Don’t listen to the Demon Lord’s harsh tone; his actions are extremely gentle.
He even used his own tattered clothes to wipe the blood that was still oozing out of the little blood man.
Afterwards, the Demon Lord opened his mouth and a wisp of black demonic breath flowed out silently.
He then stuck close to the little bloody man, and sewed up the torn skin behind him bit by bit.
The bleeding finally stopped completely, and the Demon Lord muttered:
"Who on earth could be so cruel?!"
"Tell your father, he will avenge you!"
The little blood man stared at the Demon Lord's face with his big eyes without blinking.
Suddenly, tears of blood flowed from his eyes and he threw himself into the arms of the Demon Lord.
"mother……"
But the next word "kiss" has not yet been uttered.
The Demon Lord pinched the little blood man's mouth tightly with two fingers.
"What's wrong with this kid?!"
After a moment, the Demon Lord let him go, pointed at himself, and complained:
"Look carefully, I am a man, a man!"
"You have to call me dad, dad!"
The little blood man responded hesitantly: "Hey..."
The Demon Lord's eyes widened: "Eh... no!?"
“Puff! Hahahaha!”
Lin Manman, who was standing by, saw everything and couldn't help laughing.
The heart that had been hanging in the air finally settled back into my stomach.
Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord would use his own demonic breath to sew up the peeled skin of the little blood man.
It seems that the little blood man also benefited a lot from this.
At this moment, the Demon Lord was almost going crazy looking at the little bloody man who still had a confused look on his face. He couldn't help but growl:
"I'm your dad! You have to call me dad! Understand?!"
"……Understand."
The little bloody man blinked his big eyes, which were filled with blood and tears, nodded heavily, and finally spoke:
"father……"
Demon Lord: “Hey!”
Now, the Demon Lord can feel relieved.
I just felt that my waist and legs were no longer sore, and it was no longer difficult to clean up the Heying Inn in one breath.
No wonder Lin Manman liked being his father so much before.
It turns out that being a father feels so good!
The Demon Lord thought about it, holding the little bloody man who had returned to his original lovely appearance in one hand, and showed Lin Manman a wanton and ostentatious smile...
"Lose, lose, lose the handkerchief~~"
"Put it gently behind the child, and don't tell her..."
“Hehehe~~”
“Hahaha~~”
The next moment, the ethereal and strange children's voice sounded again, and the game continued.
After what happened with the Demon Lord, everyone finally understood.
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