The evil spirit in the little monster's body would suddenly reappear. Ye Lingyue thought earlier that the evil spirit in the little monster's body had been controlled.

Or, what did Lan Tianyou say that angered the little monster? Ye Lingyue asked Cheng Yue about all this, but Cheng Yue also didn't know all the questions. Only the little monster could answer all the answers.

Ye Lingyue first went to Fulu Branch to ask Gong Xi for a day's leave, and then started looking for little monsters in every corner of the outer courtyard.

Ye Lingyue walked under her feet, and the morning fog had gradually dissipated. In the huge outer courtyard, from hills to dense forests, Ye Lingyue had no idea where the little monster had gone.

After searching for a full day, Ye Lingyue and others could not find the little monster.

Seeing that dusk was approaching, darkness gradually enveloped the entire sky, but there was still no whereabouts of the little monster.

Ye Lingyue asked Cheng Yue to go back first, while she still wore the stars and the moon, looking for the missing little monster in the mountains and forests.

"Where has this guy gone?"

Until around dawn of the second day, the little monster had disappeared for a full day and night. Ye Lingyue began to worry. She was worried that the little monster could not think about it for a while and left the Changsheng Temple.

The world of gods is so big, it is very difficult to find someone.

What's more, the little monster's current situation is not stable. If the evil spirit in him is discovered, he will definitely be regarded as an alien.

Just when Ye Lingyue was worried, she suddenly remembered that she had used Cauldron's Breath to treat the little monster. It stands to reason that there should still be part of the power of Cauldron's Breath remaining in the little monster's body.

Ye Lingyue then sacrificed the Qian Ding.

The small black tripod emits dim light in the darkest night at dawn. It is like a lighthouse, illuminating the surroundings.

At this time, Qian Ding suddenly trembled slightly and flew towards a certain direction in the outer courtyard.

Ye Lingyue immediately followed Qian Ding and flew away.

After crossing several mountains, Ye Lingyue arrived in a deserted wilderness.

There are several dilapidated battle houses ahead. It seems that this area has been abandoned for a long time due to the bad weather.

Next to the array house, there is an abandoned well. Next to the abandoned well, there are some chaotic footsteps.

The steps were still new. Ye Lingyue hesitated for a moment, pushed aside the weeds that were half a person tall, and walked over.

Down the well, there was a black shadow huddled there.

The little monster huddled in an abandoned well, his whole body wet with dew.

After escaping from the array house, the little monster instinctively wanted to escape from the crowd.

He walked quickly until he saw the ancient well.

That well reminded him of his own well in Meiyuan, the dark, damp and musty well that he had hidden for a long time since he was born.

To others, it is just an abandoned well, but to the little monster, that well is his best shelter.

This place is like a cradle, giving him peace of mind.

He didn't know how long he had been hiding, and all the noise that happened outside was forgotten by him.

Until he heard the sound, his body trembled like a frightened little animal.

His back arched, and the red light in his eyes had not disappeared.

"It's me."

Ye Lingyue walked over, and when the little monster saw it was Ye Lingyue, he still looked wary.

In his throat, he muttered and made a sound like a trapped animal.

"What exactly did Lan Tianyou say?"

As soon as he heard the word "LAN", the little monster's body trembled violently.

That night appeared again in his mind.

He was trapped underground. There was fire and smoke everywhere, and the mouth of the well was sealed tightly.

The mother's face turned into that of an evil ghost, and she loudly cursed him as an evil ghost and told him to die.

He also saw the back of his father, the God of the North, the man who stood tall and was like the God of War in the minds of countless people in the God Realm. He coldly walked further and further away, leaving only his cold back.

"Bad people...all are bad people."

The little monster suddenly flew up, grabbed Ye Lingyue's throat with both hands, and knocked her to the ground.

"Zeng Sixuan!"

Ye Lingyue felt her breath suffocate and raised her fist to hit the little monster.

She didn't dare to use too much strength for fear of hurting the little monster.

But with one punch, the little monster felt no pain or itch at all.

"My name is not Zeng Sixuan!"

The little monster increased the force on its hand, and its sharp claws opened a bloody gash on Ye Lingyue's fair neck.

The smell of blood made the little monster's nostrils shrink violently.

It reminded him of the taste of human blood and flesh.

The evil spirit inside the body surged even more fiercely.

My mother said he was a monster.

He is a monster, even if he is named after someone else, he is still a monster at heart.

Since he is a monster, he should be a real monster.

It is his nature to eat human flesh and blood.

The little monster smiled ferociously, tightening his fingers one by one. He suddenly leaned down, aimed at Ye Lingyue's delicate neck, and bit down hard.

But the moment he leaned over, his eyes fell on Ye Lingyue's face.

The pair of moon eyes that became brighter due to anger stared at him steadily.

That gaze seemed to penetrate his soul.

The little monster's breathing was a little messy. He stared at Ye Lingyue's eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips.

The unique herb-like aroma of the woman suddenly woke him up.

He remembered that there was once such a person who told him in a persuasive way.

"Humans are not beasts and cannot eat raw meat and drink blood."

"Everyone has his own name. From now on, you will be called Zeng Sixuan. This is your name... This is my name. My name is Ye Lingyue. Remember, Ye Lingyue."

The woman's delicate and small face was full of a friendly smile. She held his hand and taught him how to use chopsticks and write, stroke by stroke, very seriously.

She won't look down on him, she accepts him as a close relative.

The beauty he had experienced in that moment broke away from the darkness in his heart.

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, the little monster suddenly retracted his hand.

"I, what did I do? It hurts... does it hurt?"

He was panicking, like a big child who had done something wrong, and was running around trying to bandage the wound on Ye Lingyue's neck.

He felt filled with regret and tears, wet and hot, falling on Ye Lingyue's face.

"I'm fine. I won't die from such a minor injury."

Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the little monster had returned to its original appearance.

If she was one step later, she would probably hit him unconscious again with the cauldron.

Ye Lingyue hasn't finished speaking yet.

His body suddenly tilted and was already firmly restrained by a pair of iron arms.

Although she liked the little monster very much, he was of the opposite sex after all. Apart from being so close to Di Xin, Ye Lingyue had never been so close to a third person. She instinctively wanted to push the little monster away.

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