Xiao Linger looked at the Emperor Cang from the void, and the tears flowed down. She quickly broke away from her arms and rushed to the Emperor Cang who fell to the ground.

"Hey..."

Her voice was soft and cute, but now she was shaking with her crying, her little body was shaking, and her tears covered her face.

"Blood, drink blood."

Xiao Linger looked at the blood on the body of Emperor Cang, and he did not care about Ling Zun and Yun Ruo.

Of course, at this time, only the injured Emperor Cang in her eyes, hurriedly cut her arm with a dagger and put her hand in front of Emperor Cang.

"Linger..."

Emperor Cang’s throat was hoarse, and these two words were evoked for a long time. It was only to see that Ling’s blood did not flow into his body, and the Emperor’s heart was tight.

"Oh, nothing... Linger doesn't need..."

The little Linger did not manage the words of the Emperor Cang, and desperately gave the blood to the Emperor Cang.

The scars damaged by the thunder and lightning were slowly recovering, but his breath was still weak and weak and disappeared at any time.

Little Linger didn't know what happened to Emperor Cang, and looked at it with the red-eyed eyes: "Uncle Uncle, you help me see what happened, why didn't it use? Linger's blood is more than the mother's remedy." It’s still useful, but why’s it’s useless...”

Before the power of Bai Yan, the strength was only in the gods, so the refining of the medicinal herbs, the damage to their level is naturally not great.

I was lucky enough to recover before, and it was not that he was injured very seriously. He suffered several lightning attacks and recovered quickly with those medicinal herbs...

Looking at the little Linger’s crying eyes, he shook his head: “Princess, Wang He...not the reason for the injury, but he spent too much spirit and forcedly improved his strength, so...”

I didn’t say anything later.

Xiao Linger stared at the Emperor Cang, tears continued to fall down, her two small fists clenched tightly, looking at the Emperor Cang.

Emperor Cang raised his hand and wanted to take her tears away, but his hand had not touched Xiaoling’s little face, and it had already fallen weakly. The phoenix was slowly closed, and the stunning face was under the clouds. More pale.

"Why? What did Linger do wrong? Why do these people want to be like Linger?" The little Linger clutched the sleeves of Emperor Cang.

Her voice was helpless and pitiful, her eyes were blank.

If this scene falls into the eyes of other people, it may still be unbearable, but for Ling Zun, this demon princess... is a good medicine to heal.

"Hahaha, the demon emperor used up his strength to destroy my sword. Now his daughter ran out again. It was really even God who was helping me," Ling Zun sneered. "Little girl, you can rest assured, I will Give you the least painful way to die."

Xiao Linger hangs down her throat. She ignores the words of Ling Zun and said to herself: "Linger is young and has been protected from pain since childhood. So I don’t understand anything... but Linger understands that Linger’s Life is given by the mother, no one is qualified to let Linger die!"

Looking at the childish little face of Xiao Linger, Yun Ruo cherished his teeth and gnashed his teeth.

How do the children of Bai Yan are this virtue?

The demon king is selfish and arrogant, even the little princess of the demon world is like this, really uncultivated.

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